Monday, August 13, 2012
As I'm sure most of you know I will be coming home soon. Yay! The past month or so has been pretty crazy with finishing things up at school, going away parties, packing, and whatnot. I left my village for the last time yesterday, and will be leaving South Africa on Thurday. I'm pretty stoked. It's been an interesting two years. Some things have been super awesome while many other things have been terrible, but overall I've enjoyed the time I spent in South Africa and am glad I did Peace Corps.
My host family threw a going away party for me two weeks ago. It was pretty awesome. They invited people from the village and there was an official ceremony with an itinerary and everything. There was singing, dancing, speeches, more singing, and then lots of food, which is all typical of any South African event. And oh, my host mom bought me a traditional South African dress to wear at the party. It's not the most attractive dress (lime green and red), but everyone loved that I wore it.
Last week I passed out teddy bears to all 200 students at the lower primary school. I got the bears donated from the organization www.motherbearproject.org. It's a US organization that sends knitted teddy bears to organizations or schools all over the world that work with kids that are affected by HIV/AIDS. Unfortunately most of the kids that live in rural villages in South Africa are affected by HIV in some way. We have a lot of orphans who usually live with their grandmothers after their parents die from AIDS, and there are even some kids in the village that were infected with the virus at birth by their mothers. So all the kids got a bear, and they loved them. It was really fun handing them out to the kids. I will post some pictures later. The bears are knitted by people all ove the country who send them to the organization, so if you knit and would be interested in making a few bears that would be awesome and there is information on the website.
Ok, I'll see you all soon!
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Things have been pretty crazy these past couple months. Went home for the holidays, which I'm sure most of you were aware of. I had a great time seeing family and friends. It was an awesome trip. Considering how completely opposite my rural South African life is from my American life, I thought it was going to be really weird going back, but it really wasn't all that weird. The first day or two were definitely a bit surreal, but I think that was mostly because I barely slept on the 26 hour journey (or on the two nights prior to departure), making me slightly more zombie-like than normal. But after my brain returned to its normal functionality, it just felt right being back.
Returning to South Africa wasn't terrible either. Walking to the hostel in Pretoria right after arriving there was definitely an "Oh yeah, this place again," moment as I passed houses with intense gates and/or walls topped with razor wire. But I got right back into South Africa mode.
School has been a bit disappointing so far, for several reasons. The government gave the Department of Education a bunch of money a while back, but almost none of it actually made it to the schools. The corruption here is more easily seen than in other places, and is quite disgusting. Government employees drive around in fancy cars and probably have nicer houses than most, while the kids often don't get textbooks or food. For these first three weeks of the school year there has not been school lunch available at my two schools, as the department did not give them money to buy food. Another reason school is disappointing is that at the higher primary school a teacher retired at the end of the school year last year. The school had known for a long time that this was the teacher's plan. In fact, he mentioned to me in our first conversation (Sept 2010) that he was planning to retire in Dec 2011. So when did the principal start to look for the guy's replacement? In January, two days before the students returned, of course. He posted a flyer at the district office and a week later 10 people turned up for interviews. Somebody has been hired, but only in a temporary position because "It takes months for the person to be certified and approved by the district." So why didn't they start looking for the replacement in September of last year? Because that would have been the efficient way to do things, and that is definitely not South Africa's strong suit. My contract is up in August, and I can't wait. I enjoy being here, working with the kids and whatnot, but the incompetence and corruption of the country is definitely getting to me.
But on a lighter note, I'd like to examine the naming practices of this country. In South Africa when it comes to naming your child, anything goes. Seriously, anything. For the past year or so I've been keeping track of my favorite names that I have come across. The list is now up to 35 so I thought it was time to share. These all come from the black South African population. Afrikaaners have some weird ones too, but they're weird in a different, European way, like Yolandi, Dirk, and Jakes. Of course the majority of black South Africans have names from their native language and most of them have cool meanings, like Thabang (means "happiness,") Karabo (means "answer,") Tau (means "lion,") and Paballo (means "cared for.") All four of those names are Sepedi, which in case you forgot is the language spoken in my area. But when it comes to English names that's when things get really interesting. Besides the strange ones I'm going to list there are also a few "old fashioned" names that are prevalent in the younger population, like Rosemary, Sharon, and Edith. But anyway, here are my favorite South African names:
6. Bigboy (Yes, this one's a nickname, but a lot of kids go by it at school, and yes, they're all slightly larger boys.)
9. Queen (Lots of royalty in this country.)
10. Excellent (How could kids with this name not go far in life? Haha.)
11. Jankie (I have no idea where it comes from or what it means, but I love this one.)
15. Computer (His nickname is laptop. Seriously.)
17. Dankie (Means "thank you" in Afrikaans, but sounds like "donkey.")
19. Brown Bread (This one comes from an old drunk in Mike's village, I'm guessing his parents were big fans of bread.)
21. Siyabonga (means "thank you" in Zulu.)
30. Emagnetious (Another one that I have no idea about, but like a lot. I feel like that kid should be a wizard with that name or something.)
31. Nurse (She's a teacher.)
33. Saturday (Awesome.)
It's always awesome when someone introduces their self to me with one of these names. Can't you just imagine Hercules and Knowledge meeting for the first time? One's a God and the other is, well, knowledge. BA. Welldone and Voice both work at the same restaurant. I hope they're friends.
Ok, peace out for now.
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Some of you have expressed the desire to donate to the schools I have been working at, and I didn’t really know how to coordinate that from here, but I will be home for 2 ½ weeks over Christmas break (Dec 17th – Jan 3rd) if you are still interested. There are a few different things you can do. The lower primary school, grades K – 4, would like more sports equipment (mainly soccer balls as they get punctured pretty easily), and DVDs for the kids to watch while teachers are out (which happens a lot). The South African Department of Education donated a TV and DVD player to the school a couple months ago, but they had no DVDs to watch. My aunt got their collection started by sending about 20 movies or TV shows and the kids (and the principal) are loving them. Not only do they keep the kids occupied (and quiet), it helps them with English as well. Any kids’ movies or educational DVDs would be greatly appreciated. If anyone wants to give me a few while I’m home that would be awesome, or you can send them, but for the soccer balls and sports equipment money would be better as it’s easier for me to buy them here than carry them back or have them sent.
Also, for the past 6 months or so I had been trying to get fruit tree orchards planted at both of the schools. Both principals expressed enthusiasm for the idea as they would be able to feed the kids with the fruit the trees produce, but neither were able to come up with money for it. It would only cost between $600 – $800 USD total (both schools), depending on how many trees we plant at either school. So you can also contribute to the orchard fund if you wish.
Anyway, summer is definitely here which means ridiculously hot weather followed by thunderstorms, which are awesome. It also means tons of creepy bugs everywhere. I keep my window open all the time so the cat and her three kittens (who were born 2 months ago) can go in and out whenever they want. Unfortunately, all creatures take the open window as an invitation… I can’t wait for a break from the heat (and bugs) when I go home next month!
Ok, that’s all I got for now. Can’t wait to see most of you in December!
Thursday, July 14, 2011
2. Two other English phases on the taxi are “sharp right,” or “sharp left.” These are typically used while driving through the villages, as there are no “robots” to stop after. So when a person says “sharp right” that means they want the driver to stop at the next road that appears on the right side.
3. While we’re on the topic of taxis I might as well tell you what it’s like to ride one. As I’ve mentioned before, they squish as many people as possible into them, and then close all the windows. For some reason South Africans would rather be hot and forced to smell the nasty BO of their fellow passengers instead of opening a window because “it’s dusty outside.” I don’t notice dust coming in when we’re on the dirt roads when I get a window seat and crack it open just a bit, and there definitely isn’t any coming in on the tar road which we are on for the majority of the journey to town. But still, people will often demand you to close the window, or they’ll close it two seconds after I’ve opened it. Sometimes they’ll even do a sneak attack by pushing it closed from behind. It’s quite annoying because it gets HOT in those vans, or kombis as they’re called here.
4. I’m pretty sure black people think all white people look the same. In my village there was a previous volunteer, Leah, and in the beginning people asked me if I was her. We look nothing alike, and she was gone for 4 months before I got here. They would also ask if I am her sister. Negative as well, we’re not all related and/or know each other... Luckily most people have gotten the picture by now, but some people still call me Leah once in a while, especially the grade R (kindergarten) teacher at Bokgobelo. I just go with it now, Leah has become another one of my African names, along with Kamogelo (Ka-mo-hey-lo, which means “Welcome”) and Pheladi (Pee-la-di, which apparently doesn’t mean anything). Oh and every time I pass the crèche (pre school) the kids scream “Leah! Leah!” over and over again. I think they think all white people are called “Leah.” They also throw in a few “Legowas” as well, you know, just to make sure everyone is aware there’s a white person near.
5. It’s not considered rude here for someone to answer their cell phone during a meeting, in fact, it’s rare for one to go by without this happening. I’m sure this custom has something to do with the fact that it’s free for a person to answer an incoming call, while it would cost them their own money to wait until after the meeting and call the person back, but it still seems really rude to me, but I think I’m the only one.
6. South Africa is a very weird place, mostly because of the Afrikaaner and black South African dynamic. After the last post it became apparent to me that not everyone knows exactly what an Afrikaaner is, so I’ll break it down before I get to my main point. Afrikaaners are descendants from Dutch, German, and French settlers who came to South Africa back in the day (late 1600s and 1700s) and took over. The Afrikaaners ran the apartheid government which ended in 1994, which wasn’t that long ago, so there is still a lot of racism between black and white people here. (Side note to the side note, one time an Afrikaaner gave me a ride to the main road, 5 minutes away, and he asked me what I was doing here and all that, and after I told him I was living in a village he asked me if I felt safe living with “those people.”) But anyway, Afrikaaners are very similar to Americans or Europeans, and they often make the main cities feel like a mini America, while the village is Africa. There’s a new mall in Polokwane which definitely fits this. There are white people everywhere, a gnarly 3D movie theater, and tons of expensive stuff to buy. So once again, it’s crazy how there are places with everything so close to villages with almost nothing.
7. Tombstones and funeral services are a big industry here. There are store fronts for tombstones in every township and city in the rural areas, with different models on display. There are also tons of TV commercials for tombstones as well. I guess with South Africa having the highest prevalence rate of HIV/Aids in the world, and TB being a big issue as well, death is such a big part of everyone’s life that it’s normal to see tombstone stores everywhere. But when someone dies they rarely say what the cause was, which means it was probably Aids.
8. On a lighter note, people here like to say “I’m coming now now,” or “I’m coming just now.” And “now now” and “just now” mean two very different things. Now now means right now, while just now could be a while.
9. When someone asks where you’re from, they could mean two different things. Most of the time “Where are you from?” is asking where you just came from. People are nosy here, and it’s common to be asked “Are you from school?” Which means, did you just come from school. If I’m just meeting someone though and they ask where I’m from I always say America, and even then sometimes they wanted to know where I was coming from instead.
10. The most popular way to say that everything’s good, or cool, is the word “sharp,” often accompanied with a thumbs up. But with the African accent, “sharp” sounds more like the word “shop.” So if someone is asking if you need anything and you don’t, just say “I’m shop” and throw them a thumbs up, well, if you’re ever in South Africa, otherwise no one will know what you’re doing.
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
1. EVERYONE in the villages wants me to take them to
- The word “Sorry” has many meanings, and someone will say it to you if they see you fall, if they’re trying to get your attention, or if you’re doing something wrong (like not leaving your bag at the front of the store.)
- The phrase “I’m coming” means I’ll be right back. I’m used to it now, but in the very beginning it seemed quite odd for a person to say “I’m coming” to me and then walk away.
- Soda is called “cold drink,” even if it’s warm.
- Africans really do love fried chicken, KFC is everywhere, and tons of other chicken chains (my favorite is Chicken Licken because of the name.)
- Your hands make perfectly good utensils. Why use a fork when you have fingers? Black people here traditionally eat with their hands. Forks are often scarce in village houses.
- When small African children see a white person they automatically SCREAM “Legowa” (white person in Sepedi, pronounced with ah “h” sound for the “g”) over and over. I’m not quite sure why they feel the need to identify me like that, It’s not like I scream “black person” everywhere I go.
- It’s considered rude in a village not to greet EVERY SINGLE PERSON you pass, which can get old, but whatever.
- If you’re white everyone will assume you speak Afrikaans, which is why the only thing Peace Corps taught us how to say in Afrikaans besides good morning was “I don’t speak Afrikaans.” Sometimes just for funsies I try to see how many times I can get away with people thinking I’m an Afrikaaner by saying “Gioe more” or just nodding and smiling. It works.
- There is no such thing as personal space in this country. People are constantly forced to squeeze into taxis with too many people in them, or buses, and even grocery stores, so I guess you get used to it if you’ve been squished your whole life. But it drives me crazy.
- On average, people here walk at a pace similar to that of a toddler. People are generally not in a hurry, especially when they’re waiting on you or bagging your groceries, which can get annoying.
- South Africans LOVE house music, but they also love Michael Bolton and Celine Dion.
- There’s no part of a cow, chicken, or goat that you can’t eat, but that doesn’t mean you should… I had to choke down cow intestines twice, it’s grey and slimy, super gross.
- There is musk favored gum. Seriously. And yes, I’ve tried it. It’s not as gross as you would think, but it’s definitely not good.
- It’s not illegal for people to sit in the bed of a truck, so there are often “bakkies” that go by with 10 people crammed in the back.
- Instead of using strollers, black women strap their babies to their backs with a towel.
- Pretty much all Afrikaaners either look like they’re from the 80’s or are white trash, or both. There are way too many mullets, scrunchies, and bad 80’s hair dos happening in this country. Oh, and Afrikaaner men like short shorts…
- It’s amazing how little water you can use to bathe, do laundry, wash dishes, and whatnot.
- South Africans LOVE cheesy soap operas. There are a bunch of South African ones (Generations,
, 7 De Laan), but The Bold and the Beautiful is also really big here. Rhythm City
- EVERYONE in
was taught that “I’m fine,” is the answer to “How are you?” A few people have figured out that other responses work as well, but 90% of people in the village will say they’re fine every time. My favorite encounter involving greetings is with an 8 year old boy in my village. Every time I pass him he yells out “Hi!” so I yell “Hi!” back. Then without waiting for me to ask “How are you?” he preemptively answers by yelling “Fine!” and then I yell “Good!” back and that’s that. South Africa
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
It’s been a while since I’ve written, thought I should update. Hope everyone is doing well. Things in the southern hemisphere have been good. I just got back to my village from a two week break which separates term 1 and term 2. The break was really good. It started with the marathon fundraiser which took place in
So anyway, from Sabie I headed to
Then I got back to the village and the pit latrine (outhouse). I’m used to it now, but it’s crazy how close these 1st world cities and 3rd world villages are to each other.
Alright, catch you later.
Friday, January 14, 2011
What up? I hope you all had a great Christmas and New Years! Several of you, my devoted readers, have expressed interest in making donations of some sort to my schools and whatnot, which we still definitely need, but here is an opportunity for you to help fund a scholarship for a worthy student to attend an excellent independent high school in Mpumalanga Province called Uplands College. The KLM Foundation is an organization that was founded by two PCVs (Peace Corps Volunteers) who served here in
I will be participating in the marathon which is on March 27th in
In addition to having a good time though, the main reason for taking part is to support the KLM foundation. There may be other projects I encounter along my way here, but this is very worthy indeed, and one for which I am asking your support in the form of a donation. Please give what you can; any amount is appreciated. Even if you can only give $10 or $20, it is much needed. (Of course, we would love larger donations!) And it is tax-deductible. So please go to the KLM website to make a donation, just click on the 'donate' photo. Make sure to put my name in the white box where it asks for the Longtom runner you want to sponsor (Longtom is the name of the marathon).
The online donation is preferable, but you can also mail in a check. Please make it payable to "Kgwale Le Mollo (US)" and send it to:
KLM Foundation (US)
c/o Bowen Hsu
Please make sure to include a note that your donation is on my behalf.
Thanks so much for your support, and especially for supporting the child who is chosen to attend