Just another day
Trip Start Mar 11, 2007
27Trip End May 2009
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Also we took a small trip to visit another volunteers site, an older couple who have a great trash management project going where they take the trash which is mostly biodigradible and turn it into some really awesome compost which they then might be able to sell. This would be an ideal project for my own village and Im excited to tweek it to Nguith. Actually the project seems so sucsessful that we all hope that lots of other PCVs can start it in their villages.
Upon returning home I had a beautiful surprise...everything was green. I remember when I was in Alaska for the "Spring Pop" as they called it where one moment there was snow and then "pop!" green buds and sping had arrived in a day, there Spring Summer and Fall are all mashed together and thats the reason for the "pop" but here in the desert of Senegal the"pop" is like unreal magic because how can sand turn into green lush weeds and watermellon...well it rained....thats what happened in after just one really good thunderous bright storm life was given. Moods were brighter all around and then....RAMADAN, soon moods will apparently begin to change because everyone is now fasting meaning not only no food from sunup to sundown but also no water...I think its a bit insane to do without water. Im starting a project with some of the high school kids and we want to survey the town and Im getting a little worried that because people are not eating or drinking that this ,ight be q rough start but its all about trying project after project and just staying active so here goes.
Starting the project is the absolute most hardest thing to do here. Where to begin is always hard wherever you are but in the heat, the sudden rains; people not making meetings because "God didnt will it" yeah its a bit tough. So again...here I go....ahhh Ive started by at least narrowing my ideas and Ive come to three focuses for now 1 the trash management project 2 Getting the teachers motivated about the new school year 3 the Survey.
Ive thought of a new list for packages and please do not spend more than $20 to send it. Make the packages as small as possible and do not stuff with peanut and plastic use tissue paper and newspaper or old Tshirts so I can use it for paper mache art projects or give tshirts to a kid learning the Koran who has no shoes and clean shirt or for dying and makiong soccer team shirts for the girls team I want to have....old artsy or environmental postcards are good to show the kids
So the items and only If you have this stuff lying around or can find it cheaply:
The art kit: (Please if you send this send only one of each item listed below otherwise your package will be heavy)
colored pencils (12 pac)
crayons (8 pac)
primary colors of tempra paint
kid paint brushes
Food: Cliff bars, jelly bellies (or other hard candies) and snack crackers or trail (chex) mix and instanst oatmeal (maple flavored)
Articals and cartoons that you think are good and funny and pictures of you.
Ok and thats all for now oh wait so one more story:
So I go with another volunteer who lives nearish me to visit her site. now she live near in that its only 30 k away but there is no road really so thats what makes it really hard to visit her and why after five months I was going to be her first visitor, also there is only one car early in the morning that leaves her village and only one that returns in the evening if she misses the car she has to stay with me in my village. So we set off and the time she thinks the car leaves in the afternoon but apprently it left early because of the rain even though the big market that was happening that day usually means it leaves later, it left. Then this guy says no no another is coming so we wait because we are also waiting out the rain before we would head back to my village anyway. The truck comes we climb abord and hold on for dear life as we go racing down the dirt sand roads the rain blowing in our faces and we are laghing at the obsurdity that we are actually kind of cold then the truck putters to a stop and no amount of tinkering or pushing gets it to go again: it is dead and the sun is setting and we are stranded in the desert and the night is coming. We wait for almost two hours; the sunset was really pretty and my friend comes down with diareah. This big honker of q truck comes; it already has a ton of people piled on its roof but they are nice enough to stop and pull us on board even though it means I am sitting on people and they are yelling in languages I dont understand no one wants to get up and move a little to let us in men are asking for our hands in marriage and the bucket of meat smells and presses into my back and the chair and gas stove and package my friend broght to bring home are scattered; the truck I swear almost tips over twice and I do understand the words "someone is going to die" we get dropped off finally on the road to our village which is still 5k away::::all I can say it thank god I had a flashlight and thankgod it was Ramadan because it meant we had a delicous meal waiting for us!
ok thats all for now! love you all Desneige