Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Update: Two Months in Kabou
Things are going well and work is starting to pick up as I'm becoming more integrated and meeting more members of the community. At the micro-finance bank, we have submitted a report to the main office calling for recommendations to improve the security and marketing of the office. Also, we've started evaluating expenses and income by filling out monthly reports. Within the next few weeks, we hope to start meetings with local groups. Otherwise, I'm looking to work with the local radio station and schools.
I know that you all want to read for in-depth stories about my life here, but my time on the internet is a little pressed. I've been keeping a written journal and I'll try to get some more cultural things on the blog.
In other news, the elections are over as well as rainy season... New volunteers in Education and Natural Resources have also arrived, but they won't finish training until December.
Sunday, September 30, 2007
one month at post
Friday, August 31, 2007
First week at post
Friday, August 24, 2007
Photos Online
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
I'm an official Volunteer!
My first online photo!
Tomegbe to Akoumawou
Walking a quick one kilometer from my host family's compound to the Peace Corps training center and back might not initially seem like an eventful process, but each trip is encapsulated by the endless salutations and greetings among everyone on the street. Its no wonder that locals will be so late to meetings and events because they stop to discuss the latest status of each person's home, family, children, work, and journey.
In local custom, everyone greets each other at all times of the day and of course multiple times even for the same person. It is expected to say something to every passerby. One is immediately intrigued by the Togolese friendliness and hospitality as some will offer food as well.
Just this morning, I walked by a girl who was standing on her front doorstep, yet off the road. I didn't acknowledge her due to her distance from the road and the fact that she was already in another conversation. Assuming that she did not expect a greeting due to her position off the path, I neglected to give her a " bonjour" or "ndi" in local Ewe. After I passed, she yelled, "David! Il faut saluer!" or "You have to greet!" I guess there is no excuse for missing someone…
On the way toward the training center in Akoumawou, I am expected to greet each person going the opposite direction with "wezolo" or "welcome" in Ewe. Keep in mind that Tomegbe and Akoumawou are two entirely separate villages about 1 km apart. To top that, I even pass through another third village during that 15 minute walk. On the way back home, I'm expected to say " abakabalo" or "come back quickly" to those leaving the village. Each way in and out of Tomegbe, I'm greeted accordingly as well by the other villagers.
In addition to the greetings for the comings and goings, the kids and adults quiz my slowly developing Ewe skills. Although my vocabulary is limited to about 8 – 10 different phrases, they don't get tired of hearing me respond over and over again. The same people will quiz me at least four times in one day. Sometimes I get tired of answering the same questions roughly 20 – 25 times (estimate) during each 15 minute walk, but it also perks me up and satisfies me to know that the community is enjoying my presence. At the very least, they are benefiting from the amusement of my struggles attempting Ewe…
So, I conducted a survey of exactly how many salutations occur on a single journey. The result was that I lost count at roughly 50-60 greetings! If someone is riding a bike or driving a car, they really miss the friendliness of the neighbors. I guess more reason to go on foot…
The greetings really have made me feel accepted into the community. As cheers of "yovo" or "white person" get replaced by "fofo" or "brother", it really means a lot deep-down.
Friday, July 27, 2007
A Successful Post Visit
Thursday, July 12, 2007
Post Destination: Kabou
Kabou is located within the Bassar prefecture where they speak the indigenous language of Bassar. I've already started learning basic salutations from one of our language instructors from the area.
My work as a PCV will be very flexible, but I will be focused in microfinance and youth development. My counterparts are located at a freshly started microfinance institution and one is a professor at the local lycée.
We'll be making post visits the week of July 21 and I'll get a better feel of the area. I can't wait to see my new home!
The long awaited blog from Togo
I'm currently living with a host family in a small village of about 100 people called Agou Tomegbe, which is one of many villages that comprise Agou. The area is about 90 minutes from the capital of Lomé.
My host family consists of Eugene (56/m), Abravi (21/f), Dovene (12/f), Apo (15/m), Cherite (6/f), Andre (45/m), among others in the compound. These are the people that I interact with the most. We have a very large compound for the average Togolese family with three main buildings of about 3 rooms each, a kitchen area, a well, and walls separating us from the dirt road running through town. In total, it seems that 3-4 families (in the American sense) are living here together. Another trainee, also named David, lives just nearby. Having the same names has caused a lot of humor and confusion for the Togolese.
Everyday, I wake up at about 5:30 or when the roosters make life in the morning too miserable to sleep. Then, I use a two foot long broom made from palm leaves to sweet the dirt from my floor and the steps leading into my part of the house. By this time it is about 6:00 and Abravi usually brings me some type of oatmeal, bread, fruit, or tea combination. It's pretty good and I always enjoy a peaceful breakfast in my sitting area. She prepares all my food for me and it is overall pretty darn good – a lot better than expected. It rotates around different recipes with yams, cassava, rice, beans, tomatoes, chicken, fish, and fruit (mangoes, bananas, pineapples, avocados, guava, apples, oranges). This assortment may be somewhat unique to this area of Togo due to the amount of rains and access to fruits here.
Time for my shower :) My shower is actually outdoors and I use a bucket of water and a cup to get myself wet, lather, and rinse. It is one of my favorite parts of the day because the air is quite cool in the morning and I have a great view of Mt. Agou while I'm showering. Sometimes I even use water heated up on the stove!
My water comes from one of many sources: (1) rain collected into buckets from gutters, (2) the well in the compound by means of a rope and bucket, (3) the town pump, or (4) from the “Marigot” or the local stream. To have safe drinking water, I run it through my handy Peace Corps filter and bleach it afterwards. Some prefer to boil water first, but I think it isn't necessary and a waste of time and effort.
Once I'm ready for training, I hop on my Peace Corps issued TREK mountain bike. This thing is awesome! Fellow volunteers and I have done most of our exploring via bike and it's a great way to get daily exercise. At the training center, we have sessions on French, local languages, technical or business training, safety and security information, and health sessions. We also have excursions to local businesses and other towns. Another trainee and I have already begun shadowing a local carpenter to see how is business operates. We've also visited a palm oil factory, a microfinance organization, and had a visit from a local savings group.
In our free time, we hang out together as trainees, but most of our time is spent at home with our families. Its fun seeing their reaction to a male helping in the kitchen or pounding fou-fou (a local dish). The kids are especially great as they follow us around, show us games, play cards, and help us practice French.
Depending on my internet access, I hope to add specific stories and more information soon. Please keep sending letters with news and photos from home. Its great to hear what's happening!
