Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Magical Juju Show

There was a man who danced into my home area with a troop of clapping kids. He wore red shorts and funny knee high running socks. His face was painted with white streaks. He said there would be a magic show in the evening that will go late. He said he knew Magic. He pranced away and I was so happy because it was halloween! I started to arrange going when my father said no no - it is JuJu - you cannot go, it is dangerous. How sad I was!

To cheer me up my mother brought me Cream Savers that Alicia #1 had given them which reminded me of the fine Tolberone Chocolate I had purchased in Germany as a gift for them on the way here. So we ate it all and told stories by lantern while the electricity went on and off. There was one strange story my sisters couldn't stop laughing about for some reason. A man was walking in the dark (all the lights had gone out) and a small boy climbed a tree and threw rocks at the man, causing him to bleed. They agreed it was also a sad story but the element of surprise seemed hilarious I guess? I think there was more to the story.

The Feast Show

We had a feast today that felt like the show Top Chef. For some reason we had a cooking afternoon where we were all in 3 person teams with 3 to one site. Two judges watched the whole time to monitor our progress and then 5 Taste testers came for the final tasting.

My team went with the local favorite and made fried yam and kentumari (coco yam leaf) with stew (ground up aketewe which is some kind of seed that is delicious, tomato, onion, ginger, pepper, egg). At the last moment I decided it would be a great pasta sauce and boiled up some spaghetti. Popcorn was made after that.

Another team made a fajita concoction and tortillas which was quite tasty. The last team in our area made a tuna melt with a fruit salad and ice cream a la mode which was a very challenging choice but a slam dunk. I drank the leftovers from the fruit salad and people thought it was strange which I thought was strange which in turn was strange they said.

Sunday, October 28, 2007

Ghana Tummy

October 24-28

Finally I got it. It isn't nice. There are a couple versions. I got the gaseous gurgly one. I seem to be better today but will keep eating rice and bread until I know for sure. Oh - I did cave in and had a piece of Laughing Cow cheese. I forgot about that for a moment. It was great.

Saturday, October 27, 2007

My Future Home

I found out some stuff on the Trip - I actually saw a picture. It is Yellow. I have a rare deal - It is a government house not built for living in but they don't use it. There are two rooms for me. Then there is a big huge room that is not mine but is not used so I will probably be able to use it. Exciting. There is a nice veranda that connects all the rooms. There are fans that don't work because there is no electricity. The biggest dam in the region and a river is nearby. Will find out more next week.

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Field Trip, The North

October 20-24

The North feels good. We may have been making it all up but as our Tro went further North we felt the sun get better and the people nicer. The huts are round and pointy, people ride nice looking bicycles, it is more relaxed and less congested than the south, the land is flatter, still green at the moment but more like the plateau you might imagine here. It's Muslim but the women barley cover their heads and wear the most beautiful looking head scarves. Some of the most fashionable looking people... When we went to greet the chiefs everybody squats and claps while saying greetings. Tamale has sidewalks for bicycles too.

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

A Hot Cold

The weather is getting hotter and we are all getting colds. I've been feeling ship shape, especially compared to others, but today my throats a bit itchy and my head a float. Language class was under a Cashew Tree today, my favorite, they have sticks to hold the branches up. I learned today that there is no word for purple in Dagbani! Wula?

The Point

Right now the most exciting thing going is that my group of 3 is planning a play. We are adapting The Point, by Harry Nilsson. It is a story about a boy named Oblio who lives in The Land of Point. Everything and everyone has a point except Oblio - his head is round. In our story he also has HIV/AIDS.

He gets banished from the town because it is The Law of the Land that everything must have a point. In our town everyone always washes their hands and their sources of water are not too close to where they poo.

Oblio is sent to the Pointless Forest where he meets the Pointless Man who actually has lots of points. He also meets the Rock Man (Medicine Man) who explains that you see what you want to see.

Then he falls down a hole - The Point of No Return - if there is time we will do this song cause it is about being Lonely.

Back on his way (the Health Path) he meets the 3 Fat Sisters who laugh and are merry, the Leaf Man (teaches about Safe Sex), and then he is swooped up by a Prehistoric Terikdacdile. The bird takes him to his nest where Oblio falls asleep.

After waking he ends up back in the Land of Point and everyone is very happy to see him again. Oblio explains to them that the Pointless Forest isn't Pointless! Someone yells out that "he's got a point there." All the points melt and Oblio grows one.

We introduced the concept to the kids today and tomorrow we will start rehearsal. We made a poster too.

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Dagbani

First we had class under the tree down the long road which was nice and now we are meeting right next to my room, in an unfinished part of the house. That first day of class under the tree was full of laughter. Now we are Three to a teacher and it's getting intense. Luckily we have tea and biscuits my Dadi bought "to be supportive."

Let me share what we have learned in the fun Culture section of the class. In the land of the Dagbonas greetings are long. Everyone you pass you greet and you don't just ask how they are doing, you ask how their whole family is doing, one person at a time. They do not give gifts of food in odd numbers because they would not be able to share equally since they are bad at fractions - and like to share.

Everywhere in Ghana - Do Not Smell Food. Kind of like you can't use your left hand for anything other than "filthy" things. That is hard to get used to, can't imagine if I was actually left-handed.

WATer/SANitation

I am starting to figure out what it is... we have some manuals that tonight and yesterday I finally started to read (pretty gross stuff). We have been doing field work in the village - walking around in an organized way with family member translators asking people about the way they live and making maps of water sources/ latrines (they appear to be next to each other but tomorrow we will be looking at them). We figured out what people do with their time and how they make money (farming). When asked about their problems people say money but most seem happy and most seem to eat (yam & Kassava).

Yesterday we split up and visited a bunch of offices in the government to see what is going on. We all found interesting stuff which we shared today. It was hard to focus. We presented an edited audio clip from our interview of a guy who works for the Ghana Aids Commission. He spoke about how people in Ghana with HIV/Aids are basically shunned by society because of the association between the disease and filth/ Prostitution. Sex is very hidden, couples do not hold hands or kiss in public. I figured out why my parents here are so against me going to the spot (the bar). Because it is associated with finding sexual partners, not entertainment. (They also don't believe in drinking.) I will try to post the audio.

We are doing little projects - me and my partner are going to try to do a play/ musical/possibly and adaptation of "the point" -harry nilsson- with middle school aged kids we decided today.

Also doing another project - I am doing an audio show of other peoples projects - making soap, herbal medicine/ traditional healer, the deaf & mentally ill. We'll see what happens.

What We Are Doing Now

We are busy. I wake around 6:30am. I eat Hot Oats with Sugar. Sometimes an Orange too. I sometimes take my bucket bath, usually with hot water heated from the fire mixed with other water (from Rain off Zinc Roof or nearby Borehole which they turn on occasionally and everyone argues over the water). Then I sweep my room (everyone sweeps all the time - even the dirt on the ground). I go meet my 2 neighbors to walk to where we need to go.

I go to either language or Water/Sanitation. One is from 8-12 and the other from 2-5. Break for lunch. Thursdays and Fridays are different though - we meet everyone those days and do other stuff including market and expensive internet. Saturday we have language again and soccer practice. Sunday we do something fun - we climbed rocks last sunday and this sunday we will go to some bat caves.

Lunch is always my big meal - I have tried some yummy stuff - and have watched how to make some of it too. It all involves grinding. One of my Favorites is Boiled Yam that you dip into a stew that has almonds, tomato, onion, and pepper - all ground up. There is something called Red Red which is fried Plantains that you dip into a Beany Concoction. It is tasty but made me very tired. I tried a Dagbani specialty one morning - milled corn that has ginger and some other ingredients in it. mmmmm.

Dinner I have requested small small - usually a boiled egg and maybe a banana and some bread with tea. Recently though they made me some pasta shells which of course I put the Laughing Cow cheese on and I had such a big smile on my face my Mami said she was going to make it everyday but I told her please not to.

There is a beautiful sunset or a thunderstorm around 6pm and then I usually sit around with my family and talk while they pound fufu and sew, visit others, try to study language, write, edit audio, draw, read... I retire to my room around 9 or so and then go to bed between that time and usually 11.

About 4 more weeks here and 2 weeks on field trips.

Thursday, October 4, 2007

Kangaroo

The other day I got a wonderful surprise in the mail! My very own Kangaroo from Australia (thanks Naomi). He is a pen and can punch too. I showed him around the place. He wanted to use the Latrine, Do some Laundry, and Eat my Rice ball with Peanut Soup. Then he Slept all day long. It's okay- he had a long journey... now he hangs out with the flower on the window sill most of the time catching an occasional breeze.

Tuesday, October 2, 2007

JuJu Story

I came home late one night. Everyone was in bed. I walked into my room and saw a huge spider in the middle of the floor. I stared awhile. It was a harmless wall spider, but he wasn't on the wall... I decided I had to use the latrine. I went outside and started walking toward it. I saw something move in the distance, like a small animal. I stopped and thought about whether I really had to go. Then I heard drumming.... coming from the Latrine area... so I turned around and went back inside deciding that indeed I was probably just scared of that spider. Speaking of - he had moved. I wondered why he had moved, and if it was because he knew I had left the room... and then I looked at my window shutter and noticed some herb stuck inside of it. I thought that was just too strange and leapt into my bed through the mosquito net. I started to read and then a huge moth started flying above my net making lots of noise. I turned out the light and concluded it was bedtime. I slept fine.

In the morning the spider had almost gotten out the door until my sister tried to sweep him out the door and he ran back inside. I told my language class the funny story and then it was told at a staff meeting and someone took it very seriously and sent someone to check it out to make sure I was safe! (I asked my family about the drums - it's just a guy not quite right in the mind who lives nearby, don't worry, he practices drumming every night.) According to the Peace Corps people we aren't supposed to be telling stories like this or when we join the 'I Pooped My Pants Club' because you guys might worry about us but I think it's too funny and you're made of tougher stuff, right?

Monday, October 1, 2007

My Future Home (November 27th, 2007)

Voggu, Tolon Kumbungu, Northern Region

Today was the big day when we found out where we will be stationed the next two years.

I am happy with my site. It is an hour outside of Tamale, a big central city, but I am in a small village of 1,619 people. I will not have electricity or running water but I will have my own house. It is a new site near other new sites to focus on Guinea Worm eradication. My primary focus will be creative Health Education in the community of farmers. I will be encouraged to develop novel health education tools and programs. The national Guinea Worm Eradication Program (GWEP) may be able to support programs with a written budget. Yea.

I will be fairly close to 6 others doing similar things. We are a good group. There is also a Volunteer who has been there a year who will be close by and is apparently very good and serious about photography. He does nice slide shows I hear. Also, there is a Deaf Art School PCV teacher pretty close. Repeat Yea.