I haven’t written in sooo long! I can’t even really think of all the things that have happened since I last wrote, mainly because the days go by slow as a clogged drain, but the months fly by. I’ve been here a year already! February 10th made a year in Zambia and that makes me an official volunteer and living in the village for 7 months. Ok, so lets just do some highlights of the last few months and I promise I’ll keep up with it after this.
GLOW Camp: I have two GLOW (Girls Leading Our World) clubs in operation at two nearby(a relative term) schools and this past December we had our area’s annual camp where each participating volunteers were allowed to bring two girls for five days of the types of sessions we do in our regular clubs, food and fun. And I really did have fun. I let teacher/counterpart of both clubs be the ones to select which girl went, one from each club. The picked girls that answered a lot of questions and had more outgoing personalities, and spoke pretty good English, though none of those were a requirement. Anyway, I’m glad they did. I did not know these particular girls very well before, but now, I’ve grown to know and like them.
During the camp, sessions were led by volunteers selected in advance to lead. We talked about boys, sugar daddies, our bodies, confidence, just about everything a girl aged 12-16 would be interested in or have questions about. We played Capture the Flag, a big hit, and visited Chishimba Falls and Kasama Girls Secondary School. I think next year I would like to be the lead facilitator. We’ll see.
Thanksgiving: Thanksgiving was spent at the provincial house with the other volunteers. At one point I thought about cooking a meal for the families I am closest to, but maybe I overthought the amount of preparation it would take and possibly alienating myself from other people who could get the impression that I only want to associate with those families, who are also the families of my counterparts. Probably overthought that.
Anyway, we did not have a turkey, but we did have a whole, fresh pit roasted pig. The pig was so fresh, she was alive and kicking when they brought her to the house the day before. One of the volunteers did the slaughter and the buried her in the pit fire after stuffing it with fruit, and glaze. The next morning we pulled all the meat off the bones and devoured it. So tender. So delicious. There were also plenty of desserts and sides. It really felt like a normal Thanksgiving which I was so glad about because its my favorite holiday and I’ve never had a miserable one yet. I made my family lemon chess pie which is out of this world when I’m making it for myself. But any time I make something for a group, it is going to go wrong. I used all the zest without accounting for how gigantic these lemons were, the texture was…off.
Victoria Falls/Livingstone: For New Year’s, Livingstone seems to be the Mecca of vacation spots for volunteers in Zambia and every other surrounding country. I met a lot of volunteers I probably otherwise would have never seen even though we’re in the same country. I met volunteers from Namibia and Tanzania. It was pretty cool to just automatically have something in common with random people. We could just relate. How many other strangers can I meet and start commiserating or extolling living in villages, learning new languages, and integrating into new cultures? Not that many. We visited Victoria Falls which is huge. This time of year it was a little skimpy. I’m told that during April and May, that’s when you would just be blown away, but I was still impressed. A couple of volunteers bungee jumped off the bridge between Zambia and Zimbabwe. Others went to the Devil’s Pool. Good times for all.
Wounded Knee: Christmas night. I spent Christmas alone, it was like any other day in the village, nothing special. That night though, I’d been having problems with my water filter leaking. And not because I banged it with a hammer a couple of times. I banged it with a hammer BECAUSE it was leaking and I thought it could fix it. And I was mad. After that, I went from the kitchen, came back in and slid. I was about to crash down onto the red hot coals of my brazier (that’s a real paranoia I’ve developed since then) but just in time, I twised my leg as I was sliding. My knee got the memo a little too late that we were changing directions and was subsequently dislocated. Oh the pain. I screamed a couple of times and literally bit the wall as I maneuvered it back into place. The next day the house’s driver came and got me and I was able to experience first hand a developing countrie’s hospital system. We really have it so good in America, I must say we’re spoiled. So now, about two months later, I still can’t put full weight on it when kneeling and can’t bend it all the way. I think something may kind of still be wrong with it, or maybe that’s just how long it takes to heal. C’est la vie.
America: I went to America in January! I had originally thought I would not go back until my time was up, but I was ready to come home for a little while. Other volunteers talk about the reverse culture shock the experienced when they went back. Being bewildered to tears by the selection in Wal-Mart and the amount of traffic and cars and people everywhere. I felt nothing of the sort. Honestly it was like I never left. I thought I’d be forgetting how to drive and get places, or at least be nervous about getting back on the road. It was like I’d never stopped driving. There weren’t even any foods or restaurants that I just HAD TO HAVE, but I still enjoyed myself. I saw my nephew, I’m always worried he’ll forget me. And I met my 6 month old niece for the first time. That was really the best part of going home. It was the reason for going home. It was time to reinforce the familial bonds. I also spoke to two classes at Virginia State University about Peace Corps service and in doing so, earned two days of vacation back! But even if that incentive were not there, I’d still gladly speak to anyone about the organization’s merits.
So that’s the recap. Next time, things will be more up to date and detailed because I’ll remember more because they happened more recently. Haha. Thanks for reading!