Sooo…I have a lot of thoughts. Here are some of them:
1. So, in the community outreach that I’ve been a part of the past two weeks, I have has
a lot of interaction with very young mothers…some as young as in the 6th
grade. What is interesting about this is that children have such different
roles here. Even in the family I am living with, each child has certain chores
to do. Now, to many of us, chores include unloading the dishwasher and folding
laundry (which, P.S.—the ladies in my house asked if I have those things that
clean dishes and clothes or if it is just in the TV haha!). But here, they wash
all their clothes by hand and hang them to dry. Even the little 4-year-old girl
knows how to scrub her clothes and then passes the clothespins to her older
sister while she hangs up the clothes. My family is VERY fortunate and has one
working sink in their house, which is located in the kitchen. But, the water
does not always work…this happens sometimes several times a day. So, all of the
children have these huge water jugs and they must walk to the nearby waterhole
where there are 2 water faucets there to fill up their water and carry them
back home. And they are HEAVY!!! No pictures have been taken yet because I am
seriously sweating (you’re welcome for the visual) before, during, and after
all of these water-retrieval occurrences haha. When one of the children in my
family was ill, the older daughter was told to stay home from school to help
with the sick child while the mother continued with the typical chores of the
day. These are only SOME examples of the various roles that children have here.
Even the little 3-year-old knows his role and knows when he is in the way and
knows when he has to stay out of the kitchen and such. Okay, so because of
these responsibilities placed on the children, especially the female children,
it almost encourages them to think that they can handle having a family and a
baby on their own.
I was
speaking to Mohammed, an EAC worker and my mentor on the health team, about the roles of women and he also thinks that the
roles the young women have in their household
make them think that they can be successful in caring for a child and cooking and cleaning a house when they get married
because they are already doing those things at
their own house. Interesting, right?
2. Rain
does not hinder any activities here. You just keep walking or keep up with your
conversation. It is like no one is even phased by the rain haha! I’ve only seen
the Boda Boda drivers wearing raincoats (I’ve been wearing my ADPi raincoat
mucho), and someeeee people have umbrellas.
3. So,
dogs are NOT liked amongst the locals here. The stray cats are nicely fed
scraps from a meal, but stray dogs are shooed and yelled at. I asked why people
don’t like dogs, and I told about the two dogs that my parents have, and two
young girls in my house said that they are a form of the devil. If you touch a
dog or a pig that you must wash your hands 6 times and the 7th time
you must use sand to scrub your hands. I told them that I still like dogs
better than cats…lol haha!
4. Out
of respect, I am called “Madam” or “Mother” at the school. I hate it. I keep
asking to just be called by my name, but it isn’t sticking lol! Darn kids
making me feel SUPER old! In one of the classes, I told them that I’m not
married and don’t have kids so I’m not a madam nor a mother. I’d even settle
for being called a “Miss Noelle” (hahaha shout out to Paisley and the Voelker
family!)!
5. So, as
part of my community outreach, I help to fill up condom dispensers around town.
Well, today I went to one of the locations and one of the guys at this location
was telling me about a burial that was occurring today. Apparently, a local
young man was on the Acrobat team and traveled to Russia to compete and he fell
from a building or tower or something and died. It was very sad to hear and the
whole Acrobat team and community was saddened by this news. Well, after hearing
that sad story he asked if he could bring one of the boxes of condoms (has 244
condoms in it) to the burial. I kinda laughed and then asked why and he said
that burials are not only sad, that they celebrate life and those still living.
Soooo, this celebration requires condoms haha! Hope all of those people at the
burial have a great and safe time today lol! Oh, how I love Takaungu.
Pictures:
1. Past volunteers at the school painted this picture of Africa! Pretty impressive!
1. Even when in Africa, I still will randomly glance at my phone and it will show 813 (Tampa's area code)! I alwayssss happen to look at my watch or phone or clock when I'm living in Philly and it is 813! Shout out to the 813!!!

You should draw a map of the rest of the world and show the kids where you live.
ReplyDeleteI find it amazing that young children have such responsibility in your village. This is the way it should be, right?! Teaching children the importance and responsibility of maintaining a sustainable household is very important to the future of a community.
ReplyDeleteI also think it is amazing that rain doesn't hinder activity in your village. When I was in PY, rain ALWAYS hindered activity. This happened, mostly, because of the roads. The roads would flood to the point that you were trapped in your home. You could not travel to or from other villages or the small city nearby. Do the people in your community own transportation to get around--bicycles, motorcycles, etc? Or do they travel mostly on foot? I think this also has a lot to do with whether or not the rain will hinder the day's chores.
ADOPT A STRAY DOG, madam.
5 made me laugh. a lot. Although I kinda think that's awesome... especially for any culture or religion that believes that the soul moves on after death. Makes a lot of sense that there should be celebrating even if it is a tragic death such as in that case.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you stuck up for the dogs of the world. Just don't touch one... you don't want to wash your hands with sand.
When I am watching the World Cup today, I promise to have a drink for you since you, poor girl, are being deprived right now.
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