| Heaven in my mouth |
| Can't have spring break without a beer tower |
| Silverback Gorilla |
| Just chillen! |
| Our tent! |
| Behind the tree line is the mountain |
| Black sand :) |
| Seafood feast-before |
| Seafood feast-after! |
| Shout-out to Florida's Busch Gardens! |
| Heaven in my mouth |
| Can't have spring break without a beer tower |
| Silverback Gorilla |
| Just chillen! |
| Our tent! |
| Behind the tree line is the mountain |
| Black sand :) |
| Seafood feast-before |
| Seafood feast-after! |
| Shout-out to Florida's Busch Gardens! |
Happy February!
Let’s see. What’s been going on since my last post?
1. I led my first meeting at post, by myself! It was my post mate’s (Cyrus) girls club that he helps facilitate every week in his village, Beka Huséré (I’m not quite sure if that’s how you spell it). It’s about 10 minutes outside of Ngaoundéré. Cyrus inherited this group from the volunteer he replaced, and because of him the group has stayed intact for almost two years now. I decided that I would help with the group since it is a girl’s group and they could use some female leadership (and he had to go out of town for official PC business).
Well, only 4 girls showed up, so I included some of the boys in the neighborhood too, making it 7 of us total. I had everyone go around and introduce themselves, say where they went to school, their grade, what they aspire to be when they grow up, and their favorite color (just for fun). After I thought it would be a good idea to introduce a team builder to them, so I chose “The Human Knot”. If you have never done this activity before I’ll explain: everyone has to link hands with two people you’re not standing next to so you form a big knot, and then you have to figure out a way to untangle ourselves without letting go of each other’s hands. Naturally the first 3-4 tries they let go, thinking I wasn’t going to see. We must have attempted it 3 more times before they completed the task without cheating. Either it was because of my bleak attempt at describing the rules in French combined with confusing hand motions or they couldn’t quite grasp the concept, since they have probably never done anything like that before. I took it as a success for both the group and myself. The activity took about 30 minutes tops, and that’s all I had planned for the meeting, so for the remainder of the hour we played neighborhood games (you can compare them to duck-duck goose, patty cake etc. except the Cameroonian versions).
2. I started French and Fulfulde tutoring every Monday, Tuesday and Thursday for about an hour and a half to two hours. My tutor’s name is Francois. He is a language trainer for the Peace Corps who just happens to be from/lives in Ngaoundéré, which is great for me because he knows what he’s doing and has experience working with Americans. Score.
3. I’ve been following Krystina (other post mate) around town to see some of the youth projects she’s been involved with. One project is a group of 10 girls between the ages of about 13-23 who are not attending school/university because they don’t have the money, so they have started an income generating activity by carving calabash (a hollowed out, dried fruit that can be used for bowls or decorations when carved and painted). The girls have received a loan to buy the materials and pay for training, and once they start selling the calabash, they will pay back the loan and save money so they can go back to school. This is the kind of work I hope to start when I do start to do my own projects!
4. I recently discovered that I have 3 mango trees, an avocado tree, lemon tree, and guava tree in my concession. I noticed the mangos have started growing, which means mango season is approaching. Let me break this down for you: Me+3 Mango Trees= all you can eat mangos 24/7, mango smoothies, dried mangos (which I fully plan on making and I already have the materials), mango salad, mango salsa, mango juice….I can keep going. Did I mention the guava, lemon and avocado trees? Yeah…it’s pretty much the ideal living situation. I’m drooling just thinking about it.
5. The kitchen furniture I had made is now sitting in my “kitchen”. I had to pay 3 burly men 500 CFA to help lift my ginormous countertop up my narrow staircase which was an epic fail because I completely forgot to factor in the stairs when I was measuring out how long I wanted it to be (2.5 meters long). I thought I would have to cut it in half, which would have completely defeated the purpose of having a countertop. A week later I paid 4 different men to attempt to get it up the stairs again without butchering it, this time successfully! So now I have a full functioning kitchen: countertop with shelves for storage, a table (island) and two stools, all painted and varnished for about $145 (not too bad!). My description doesn’t do it justice so here are some pictures!
6. Last but not least, I GOT MY PUPPY!!!! He’s a cute little guy I named “Pogey” (Poh-geeh) which means “handsome” in Tagalog (Filipino). I couldn’t find a French name that wasn’t cliché like Garcon, Jean Pierre, or Francois, nor could I find a good Fulfulde name that sounded cute or that I could roll of my tongue easily. I’ve always wanted to name a pet Pogey, so I thought since this is the first dog I will raise on my own, it was meant to be. Cameroonians can also pronounce his name, which works out perfectly. He pees and poops all over my house, wakes me up at 6:30am and chews on anything and everything he can reach, but I am in love with him!
I was thinking about this today and realized that I will probably end up training in him three different languages, four if you include his name. It’ll probably go something like this: Sit Pogey (that’s 2), Vien Pogey (Come here Pogey…2 again), Kai Pogey! (No Pogey…Fulfulde & English..2 more). Too confusing?! Or I could combine them: “Kai Pogey, stop eating that. Vien! (he comes over to me), good boy!” Four languages! Only in Africa…
Happy New Year everyone!
I hope that you celebrated the holidays and rang in the New Year surrounded by family, friends, good booze, and of course good food. I can definitely say that I did. Even though I wasn’t with my family in the States (who I missed terribly, especially since this is the first holiday we’ve spent apart), I celebrated with my new PC family who I would consider my new “home away from home”. Wouldn’t have done it any other way!
I decided not to spend Christmas and New Years at post. Since it was the “fête” and attempting to do anything work related would have been completely counterproductive, I decided to seize the opportunity to travel and see some more of Cameroon. I headed to Meidougou, a village about 4 hours from Ngaoundere in my region, and then Maroua for New Years, the regional capital of the Extreme North.
My journey to Meidougou started with a 4 hour bus ride to the small city of Meiganga. I was cramped in the back of a bus that was made for 20 people, but leave it to the Cameroonians to fill it with 40 grown men, women, and a few children. Thankfully half of the trip was on a paved road, but the other half was on a red clay dirt road. Doesn’t sound too bad, and it wasn’t, but since it’s dry season and hot and I was sitting next to the only window on the bus that they decided to open, I had a nice layer of red dust in my hair and on my face by the end of the ride. I looked like I had a stepped out of a spray tan gone wrong. If I had blonde hair it would have been orange. I spent Christmas Eve in Meiganga with my friend and fellow YD volunteer who is posted there. We spent the night catching up on life at post, drinking tea, and watching National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation. Since it’s been a family tradition every year for the past 10 years or so to watch this movie on Christmas Eve, I decided I didn’t want to break the tradition just because I was half away around the world.
The next day I traveled to Meidougu, which is about 30 minutes outside of Meiganga. The volunteer posted there graciously opened up his house to host the festivities (he was also one of our two volunteer greeters when we first arrived in Cameroon). We chipped in on buying 3 goats for us to slaughter and eat (yum!). So we ate goat, guacamole, homemade chips, and some bean dip for our Christmas day meal. Not a typical American Christmas feast, but it was delicious! I suggested instead of doing Secret Santa that we should try a White Elephant gift exchange, so everyone brought gifts that ranged from American candy, souvenirs from other regions in Cameroon, and local novelties from the markets. The game was a success and I ended up with a big bag of Skittles! We ended Christmas evening with some drinks and headed to the village’s local bar where we got a private concert from a famous Cameroonian pop star. Only in Cameroon.
My New Year’s trip consisted of: 18 hours of traveling on a Mercedes charter bus (the seats had Coach covers on them), seeing HIPPOS TWICE in their natural habitat (from the bus window, but that doesn’t matter because I still saw them!!), staying at an International 1 star hotel for two nights…which in Cameroon is the equivalent to 5 stars, shopping at the Artisanal market (the north is known for their leather and artisanal work for cheap—great for gifts!), dressing up for our party in my one-of-a-kind New Year’s pagne dress, attempting to DJ, starting the countdown at 10 seconds, and ringing in the New Year with new and old friends!
Since then, I have finally bought enough kitchen supplies to start cooking with. I’ve come to realization that I am basically re-living my college days as a freshman because my meals so far have consisted of ramen noodles and mac n cheese. It’s a little hard to cook more elaborate meals with my limited cooking space, but after going to the carpenter and dropping 70,000CFA on a kitchen counter with shelves and a table and stools, I won’t have any more excuses. The best way to furnish a house here is to have things made, and when you’re starting from scratch it’s definitely not cheap.
I also met the Governor of the Adamawa, who was eager to meet me after hearing that I would be working with youth. He showed a lot of interest in what I am going to be doing and told me that I have his support. Since he’s the highest government official I will probably come in contact with during my work, it’s good to know that he’s got my back! My meeting with him was a refreshing reminder of why I am here and how much potential there is in this city to do some awesome things.
I’ve made an effort to spend some more time with my neighbors by eating lunch and dinner with them throughout the week. I went to my post mate’s village (Cyrus) for one of his girl’s group meetings. They through a welcoming party for me and brought over salads, omelets, bread and drinks. We took pictures and Cyrus and Krystina led their meeting. We took pictures so I’ll put them up as soon as I get them! Next week both my post mates will be out of town, so I decided to lead the girl’s group meeting by myself. I’m a little nervous about that, but I think that it will be a good practice.
I received my first care package from home this week as well. It was filled with spices, mixes, home-made beef jerky, granola bars, trail mix, candy, and office supplies. I’ve particularly been enjoying the spices, candy, and jerky! Thanks Mom & Dad!
Other than that, I’m just taking things day by day. Half the battle is just getting out of my house and doing things on my own. I’m starting French and Fulfulde tutoring soon, after getting my kitchen set up my next home project is getting my walls painted in my living room, and then searching for a furry companion (a puppy).