April Holiday

Pole Sana!! (I’m very sorry!)

It has been a long time since I last posted and I am very sorry for that. I have noticed that the busier I become and the more comfortable I feel in my environment the less I write. My friend Anna and I were discussing how we have both been in East Africa for so long now that it feels like home. In the beginning of our individual journeys, everything was new, different, and exciting. Now that we have been here for over eight months we are adjusted into our new homes and although it is still exciting, it does not feel as necessary to write. I also realize that I am the one in Africa…not you; therefore, I must inform you on what is happening and on all of the exciting adventures that I continue to have every day. 

Since I last posted, I have finished the first term of the school year with my girls at Gathirimu, I have gone on a two week backpacking journey around Tanzania and the coast of Kenya, and I now have some exciting changes in my living situation for the duration of my stay in Mitahato. There have been many things that have gone on during the last two months but if I were to write about all of them you would get intimidated by all of the text and not read. Instead, I will give you the “juicy stuff”…the events that will always stay in my memory and heart, the events that you might actually be interested in reading about.

I will start with the most important, or at least in my opinion—Gathirimu Girls’. I was privileged enough to be asked by Form Two Nile to join them in March for a trip to Mount Longonot. Mount Longonot is a beautiful mountain located in the Great Rift Valley in Kenya (one of my favorite places to go in Kenya). Hiking up this mountain with my girls was an amazing experience—one that will stay with me forever. I hiked up the mountain primarily with a group of eight girls. We were one of the last group coming up the mountain. During our journey up, many of my girls were ready to give up and go back down. It was so inspirational to be a part of this group and work together to help each other reach the top. If you were to ask the girls now if they thought they were going to make it to the top, they would tell you no. Once they reached to the top we were all celebrating and congratulating each other. What amazes me is the girls’ ability to defeat fear, overpower fatigue, and change their negative mindsets to positive. I was more proud of them then I can ever explain during this trip. I am very lucky and blessed to have gotten the chance to go on this trip and even more to be able to work with these wonderful girls every day. 

 

The girls closed on the thirteenth of April for their three week holiday before second term begins. I am proud and eager to say that both of my English classes performed very well on their final exam. Form Two especially did much better than I was anticipating. They had been struggling throughout the term a little and by the final exam they all scored above a C-. The Form One class I teach also did very well and all of the girls scored above a C. I told the girls that if the class as a whole was to score above a C- then we would a little celebration. I am excited to celebrate with them this coming week in school—we will watch a movie and have some snacks.

A few days after school closed, Morris and I went on a two week backpacking trip around Tanzania and the coast of Kenya. Our main purpose for going into Tanzania was to go to a town called Arusha to volunteer in an orphanage called Cradle of Love Baby Home. It was an amazing experience to play with the babies and help out the staff in whatever ways they needed. I was really impressed with the development of the orphanage and how well everyone worked together. The orphanage has 48 infant to three year olds. They have a nursery with nine newborns to six month olds and another house where the wobblers and toddlers stay. The majority of our time was spent with the older babies but we were able to visit the nursery as well.

After spending some time in Arusha with the babies, we took a bus to the capital Dar Es Salaam which was a twelve hour journey. In both Arusha and Dar we couch surfed with two very different people. My favorite experience was in Dar with our new friend Emanuel. He lives in a village about two hours away from Dar. It was so interesting and fun to experience a new village life in Africa. A few main differences from Mitahato were the houses which are made of mud, eating is always done sitting on a mat outside and only done with your right hand, and the soil was all sand. There were many other differences but those are some that stuck out to me. I really enjoyed meeting Emanuel and his family—they were very welcoming and we learned a lot by staying with them. The few days that Morris and I went to the city were spent going to a historic museum and relaxing on the beautiful tropical beach. 

Our next journey was from Dar back to Kenya to stay in Mombasa. The journey back to Kenya was another twelve hour bus ride. In Mombasa we stayed with Charles, Morris’ friend from high school. We were only there a few days but each day was very exciting and memorable. My favorite part of the whole trip was spent snorkeling in the Indian Ocean. Mombasa is home to the Kenyan National Marine Park. While in the marine park we got a chance to swim, go on a boat ride, and snorkel. I love snorkeling and this experience was absolutely amazing. The sea life that we saw was beautiful. I am very grateful for this experience and to have been able to spend it with good company. Our trip was completed with an eight hour night bus ride from Mombasa to Nairobi. It was a trip that I will never forget…filled with many mosquito bites, finishing two novels throughout the 38 hours of bus rides, and many other memories that will last forever.

Back in Mitahato, life has been very busy and exciting. About a day after we got back my friend Anna visited with me for a few days. This was really enjoyable because I don’t often get to talk about my experience in comparison to home and the other East African countries. I laughed so much while Anna was over—I hope to make a quick trip to visit her in Uganda if possible before I go back home. The day after Anna left Erin arrived. Erin is a Portland State University student that spent some time studying abroad and is now spending the remainder of her time in Africa volunteering in Mitahato with me. It has been really fun getting to know her and showing her around the village. She is spending her time volunteering at the new secondary school connected to Mitahato Primary School. She will also spend some time in Gathirimu getting to know the girls I teach. I really enjoy spending time with her an introducing her to my family here.

 

Now…school has started again the students are all back for the second term. This week has been spent having the girls take exams. I am eager for next week because teaching resumes and I missed my students a lot over the three week holiday. That is all the update for now…I will try to write in a timelier manner for the next post!

A New Month to Celebrate!

It’s a new month and I am totally ready for it! February was a strange month for me. I let boredom, cultural differences, and homesickness take control of my thoughts and emotions. Honestly, I feel really good about March. This all might sound a little silly but I feel inspired and excited for everything that life has to offer me. There are days that I wake up and my first thoughts are, ‘Wow, I am incredibly blessed and lucky! Life is good!’ It’s a great feeling to reflect, realize what might have been bringing you down, and then make the changes to better your life—especially when you’re blessed enough to spend time in a beautiful country like Kenya!

I started teaching and introducing myself to the new Form One (Freshman) students this past week. The girls have similar questions to those that the Form Two had when I first arrived. Some questions include: When did you get here/when are you leaving?, Do you cook/clean in Kenya?, Do you eat Kenyan food and what is your favorite?, What is the staple dish in America?, Is your hair real/do you use chemicals?, How old are you?, Are you married?, Do you have any siblings?, What are your talents/hobbies?, etc., etc., etc. I cannot express how much I truly enjoy meeting and talking with these girls. It’s important for me to introduce myself and give them a genuine understanding of who I am. Also, I want to make sure that they do not fear me and that they feel free to salute me in the hallways and talk to me if they ever need or want. My hope is that they feel as comfortable with me as the rest of the students do. So far, they appear to fit in very well and after I introduced myself and joked with them they seem to feel very comfortable and open.

The girls had their midterm exams early last week which was then followed by a five day break for them to all go home to rest and relax with their family. While the students went home, I too left Mitahato and spent the week in Banana. Mary’s fiancée’s guka (grandfather) has passed away the week before we arrived; therefore, most of the time we were in Banana we were at guka and cucu’s house helping prepare meals for the visitors and for the funeral. It felt good to be able to help out a family in a time of need. The last few days of the break I spent relaxing and doing nothing much more than watching movies and waiting for school to resume again. It was a pleasant break and as always I enjoyed spending time with everyone in Banana—which after writing this blog posting I am off to spend the weekend there again. 

As far as being at home in Mitahato, I am officially helping with every part of the housework. The last task that I finally learned and am starting to do on my own is hand washing my clothes.  I now get to clean the house, cook the meals, help clean the outside compound, and clean clothes. This all might seem like unimportant or simple things but to finally be handed over these tasks from Mary makes me feel important and like I’m a part of the family and am doing my part to help. It was only yesterday that I did all of my laundry on my own for the first time. I was proud of my accomplishment and it made me excited to be able to help clean the kids clothes in Banana the next time I’m there. Another ‘plus’ in all of this is it reduces idleness while at the same time making my family’s life easier. 

I have had one huge realization in the past few weeks. It is not something that I was unaware of but recently it has been emphasized a great amount in my thoughts and reflections. This realization is how blessed and lucky I am to have the parents I have. There have been too many time growing up that I took advantage of or didn’t thank my parents. Not only this, but there have been several times growing up that my parents asked me to do a simple task and not only did I often refuse but I whined about it too. It’s embarrassing to think back about some of these things and realize what I wish I would have done differently. 

While in Kenya, I have observed and seen how family dynamic works in the Kikuyu culture. The children in the family, from a very young age, begin to help their parents with almost everything. Not only this, but they never have to be asked to do anything. If someone sees that the cow needs to be fed he/she goes to the samba (garden), cuts some nipia grass, and does the necessary work to feed the cow. If someone sees the house needs to be washed he/she will fetch water and clean the entire house before going on with their day. If the laundry needs to be done—whether it is his/hers or another member of the family—he/she will buy soap, fetch water, and clean everyone’s clothes. This goes on and on with any small or large task that needs to be done on the compound. I see Morris wake up extra early because the evening before he saw that his mom and cucu’s drum was not completely full of water. I see Mary wake up early to make sure that everyone will have warm water to shower with and breakfast to eat when they wake up. I see brother John stop what he is doing to run home to milk and feed the cow several times throughout the day. I see Cousin John all around the compound helping his cucu, his aunts, his mom, and the kids in any way that he sees necessary. It has been a great lesson to be a part of this environment and to witness how well this family dynamic works—no one fights or argues…everyone helps one another. I have learned a lot and I know that when I return home I will be helping out much more.

Another connected realization I have had is how lucky I am to have the relationship that I have with my parents. I have always been able to confide and talk to both my parents about anything and everything. I tell this to my students in connection to some of the Life Skills lessons. The girls are very surprised about this and they often don’t understand how I am able to hug and get hugged, how I am able to tell and be told I love you, and how I am able to express myself to my parents.

While talking to the Form One girls yesterday, one of the students asked me, “Who is your hero?” Oddly enough, I had not received that question before and had not previously thought of a response. The first thought that came to my head was my dad. I told them my dad is my hero/role model and they were all shocked. Now thinking about it, my dad has been my hero since forever. He is the person I learned from as I was growing up, the person I go to for advice about everything, and the kind of person I want to be like as I grow older. He is confident in himself in all aspects of life, he inspires others with his words, he believes in everyone and their potential, he lives the life God called him to, when he struggles he does everything he can to fight and succeed, and he cares about his family more than anything. My dad is one of my best friends and I am really thankful, lucky and blessed to have such a caring father in my life. Thanks Dad—I love you!

This posting consisted of a lot of analysis and reflection within my life. The time I spend in Kenya provides moments like this when I get to reflect, learn, and become very thankful for everything I have received in my life. Sorry if you didn’t “sign up” for all of this self-analysis but it is all a part of the process and journey that I am on. I am learning about myself personally and professionally in connection to a new culture and environment.  It’s definitely quite a journey and I am enjoying every bit of it!

The Days are Running

I will freely admit…I have been “slacking” on writing for the blog. Either I am very busy with teaching, coaching, having fun or when I have the time I am not in the mood to write. Now is my chance to fill you all in on my life in the last month. It has been both an incredibly active month while at the same time monotonous.

This week I am coming upon the half year mark of my time in Kenya—by now I am completely accustomed to life here while still homesick from time to time. During the last couple of weeks I have been more homesick than usual. It could potentially be because of the extra free time during the week or the fact that I am in the process of planning the last few months of my journey and deciding when I will be traveling back home. It is amazing to think about how much I have learned and gained already from the culture, the people, and the environment here. The more I reflect the more I acknowledge how lucky and blessed I am to have this experience. It will be great to be able to take what I have gained here and use it at home when the time comes.

I have come to realize that no matter where you are, the months after Christmas and the holiday celebrations become very routine and somewhat boring. The excitement from everything has died down and every week becomes more and more similar to the last. For me, I spend the weekdays in Mitahato teaching, coaching, and spending time with my girls while on the weekends I travel to Banana Town with Mary to spend time with the children and family there. The exciting events in my life take place while I’m either teaching, coaching, or spending time in Banana. The “boring” comes in when I am at the house waiting for … classes to come …  or coaching to come … or Banana to come… (If anyone is familiar with Dr. Suess’ “Oh! The Places you’ll go” I am referring to the ‘waiting place’)

Teaching this term has been even more enjoyable than the last. I spend all of my time teaching at Gathirimu because of different circumstances at the primary school. I have no complaints about this because I am able to get to know the girls even better and learn about myself on a professional level. Since I have started teaching English and focusing more specifically in Life Skills I feel that both the girls and I have gotten a lot out of our experience together. 

Last week, I taught a lesson on self-esteem in Life Skills. The lesson began with a motivational speech on body image, intelligence, and economic backgrounds. We focused a lot on ‘what is beauty?’ and the girls were really able to connect with the stories and comments I was making. The activity that followed enabled the girls to colorfully write on paper three different positive qualities about themselves. After they drew and wrote their specific qualities they used tape to cover the walls of their homeroom with these notes. When we were finished the walls were covered with comments like “I have beautiful eyes”, “I love my body”, “I am a caring friend”, “I am a good dancer and singer”, “I love my laugh and smile”, etc., etc., etc. I taught the lesson four times and every time I walked away feeling very motivated and inspired.

Other lessons that I have taught in Life Skills have been about the Five Love Languages (a concept based off of a book and theory by a Christian counselor, Dr. Gary Chapman—I encourage everyone to read!), cooperation/teamwork, emotions and managing stress, HIV/AIDS awareness, and multiple intelligences. After each lesson I teach, the students always come up to me and eagerly ask more about the subject and what we will learn about next week. It is very encouraging that the girls are connecting so much with each topic. Their responses express that my presence and time spent with them is positive. I am always thinking about if I am using my time to help and volunteer as productively as I can—Life Skills has definitely been a key indicator that my time here has influenced at least some lives in a positive manor.

Coaching has provided me with time to enjoy an activity that I love and to spend more time with my students in a non-academic manner. Going to practice after school is one of my favorite parts of the day. I really enjoy being with the girls and teaching them new skills every practice. Unlike sports and competition at home, in Kenya, students start playing sports competitively in high school. This gives me the opportunity to teach the girls skills at a very basic level and continually build on their newly learned abilities. I am constantly amazed at how fast they are able to learn and develop. I have to give credit to the Valley Catholic coaching staff and my dad for teaching me everything I know about basketball and how to coach/teach it in a patient and fun way. 

 

Last week we had our first competitions of the year. We went on Wednesday to a school called Gitwe for a “Friendly” (the equivalent to a pre-season game) and then again on Saturday for official competitions. Unfortunately, the other coach and I were only able to take twelve of our players to the games due to the implementation of a C- or higher grade requirement. We had to tell our top fifteen girls that they had to stay at school –to say that they were unhappy about this is an understatement to say the least. This was the first time in my time at Gathirimu that the girls had put me as the “villain”—typically the girls always say if you have a question or concern go to Teacher Hope. When I didn’t give in and let those students that didn’t make the requirement go to the games the girls were very upset. This led to some of the girls refusing to go to practice and a talk/inspirational speech made by me to all of the players. We talked about how they have a chance to play and go to competitions if they work hard and do their best to achieve—we (as the coaches) are not against them, we are rooting for them and are always there for support, help, and encouragement . Those that are below a C- are very close to the requirement and they have the chance to rejoin after the midterm exams this week. We are hoping for the best and will know what our team consists of by the end of next week.

Every weekend since school started has been very active and enjoyable. I am always looking forward to the weekends and going to Banana. In general, I love spending time in ‘Bano’ because of the people—Michel, Jimmy, Morgan, cucu and guka (Mary’s parents), Morris, and every other family member or friend that lives there. I don’t think there has been a dull moment when I am there for the weekends. 

In early January a student of Josphat, from Portland State University, came to visit and spend about a week with us (both in Mitahato and Banana). It was nice to make a new friend from home and be able to discuss our journey—though similar, our time in Africa has been very different. Later in January, we spent a few weekends ending all of the celebrations from Peterson and Winnie’s wedding in November. A common Kikuyu tradition within weddings is for the newly married couple to have another get together a few months after the wedding to celebrate a ‘thanks’ to all of the people that contributed and made the wedding possible. This typically takes place at the groom’s parent’s house and includes a lot of eating, speeches from the elders, and praise and worship. Another (the last) wedding related celebration tool place last weekend and it included the wedding party exclusively. We all got together and went to the new home of Peterson and Winnie. We ate, talked, prayed, and celebrated the success of the ceremony. 

Two weekends ago I went to the Rift Valley with Morris to venture around Lake Naivasha and Hells Gate National Park. We both love hiking and adventures so we decided to spend the weekend touring the ‘Pride Lands’ from The Lion King (Hells Gate). I have been living in the lands of many amazing wild animals and I have yet to really experience the true Kenyan or safari wildlife. I have been very eager to see my favorite animal since I arrived in Kenya. Finally, six months later, Morris decided that it is about time that we see some zebras! We rented mountain bikes and road all around the national park—we saw zebras (so amazing!), giraffes, wild hogs, antelope, monkeys, and many different types of birds. In the middle of our bike ride we stopped to walk around and explore the gorge in the middle of the park. The park has guides you can pay to show you around but we opted to walk on our own. As we began walking around, one of the local Masai boys decided to join us—he ended up showing and explaining everything about the gorge. It was amazing to hear and learn all that he knew about the land. Although it was a short trip, it was one of the most fun adventures—especially because of all of the beautiful zebras I got to see! This trip has also gotten me even more eager to travel around Kenya to see all of the rich and beautiful land. Come June, I will be touring as much of Kenya as I can. 

Other than teaching, coaching, and active weekends…the days, weeks, and months, keep trekking on as I live my life in Africa. I am active in many more responsibilities at home in Mitahato. I cook every day for Mary and I which is really enjoyable because I am learning how to prepare all of the traditional Kikuyu foods. I also get to clean the house, help clean the compound, and fetch water. The only real task that I have not been able to do yet, and that I am eager to do, is hand washing clothes. Mary is always so quick to help and clean them while I am at school. It might sound funny, but I really enjoy helping at any small task that I am able. It’s important to me to do everything I can to help and be as much a part of the family as everyone else. 

The days are running. I have about five more months left in Kenya. The moments that I stay idle or that I am missing home I remind myself that at some point my time here will come to an end. When I am packing my bags and getting ready to fly home I want to be able to think and say that I enjoyed every minute of my experience and that I do not regret anything. This means continually staying active and exploring whenever I have free time. There is an infinite amount of things to learn and experience here and I want to know it all! 

Again, I will try to write more often rather than waiting so long. There is a lot of culture to share and hopefully my next blog will focus more on the many cultural elements. If you have any questions or there is something you want to know about don’t hesitate to ask and I will definitely explore and explain to my best ability. 

Enjoy the winter breeze and I will enjoy the summer heat. :)

Beginning a New School Year

It has been almost a month since I last posted. The days and weeks have gone by fast over the December holiday. I apologize for not writing earlier but there was not too much to write about. I enjoyed a lot of rest and relaxation and by the time January came I was very ready to go back to teaching. 

During the holiday, I spent the majority of my time in Banana town. Mary and I occupied most of our days visiting friends and family around the area. When I was not visiting others, I was spending time with Mary’s niece, Michelle and her nephews Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, and Morgan (yes, there are three different Jimmys!). I love playing and spending time with these kids. I woke up every morning to Michelle greeting me with “Hi Hope! How are you!?” and often times Morgan running in saying “Tata Hope!” I can’t express how much I truly love this environment. Being around young kids again reminds me of teaching pre-school and working in daycare. Michelle especially holds a special place in my heart. We are around each other all of the time and learning together too. It is so much fun to play with her, talk with her, and walk around the village together. Every time I leave Banana, I part with tears coming from the majority of the kids. When I return, they are running to me and playing as soon as they can. I really love them.

Christmas was another special event that I got the chance to spend in Africa. The week before Christmas I was more homesick than usual. I knew it would be difficult to spend Christmas away from home for the first time. Even with these feelings, I was blessed in many ways throughout the season. I spent Christmas in the village with the family and I really enjoyed myself. Some of the highlights from the day included: waking up in the morning and helping Mama Morris and Brother John in making chapatis, talking to my family (Kellan, Josh, Shauna, and Mom) on speaker phone on their Christmas Eve, meeting more of the family, playing with the children and watching them dance for everyone, taking pictures, eating dinner with Baba Morris, joking around with Cousin John and Brother John, and Skyping with Morris and my whole family on their Christmas morning. It was really a special day and I will always remember all of the great memories.

New Year’s Eve was also a fun celebration. It was a relaxed evening that I spent in Banana with Mary, her fiancée, Sammy (Mary’s brother), and Morris. Throughout the night we watched different musical celebrations on TV while everyone danced along. When the New Year hour came, we all danced around and shouted “Happy New Year!” in the front yard. It was a lot of fun and I couldn’t stop laughing at Mary and Morris’s dancing and running around. Shortly after, I was able to talk to my parents to wish them a Happy New Year…in the “future” for them.

School resumed with a new school year for Gathirimu on the first week of January. The first week was occupied by pre-assessment exams while the following week lessons began. I am excited to say that this term I am teaching not only P.E. and Life Skills, but I also get to teach Form Two English! Along with these classes, I will also be coaching basketball starting next week in the evenings. In between classes I am finding time to exercise by going for runs around the village. Because the timetable changes and shifts several times within the start of the school year, I will not know my involvement with Mitahato Primary School until around next week. My hope is to fit time in between lessons and basketball to spend time with the children and to continue the Pen Pal Program.

Returning back to school made me realize how much I missed teaching. Being able to interact and teach these girls means a lot to me. One of my goals for this term is to incorporate more movement activities for the students because typically the girls are taught through lectures. As I have been doing different activities, I have come to realize (again) that classroom management is key in teaching. It has taken me almost this whole week of struggling and almost losing my voice to realize that I need to make a change within my classroom management. Because the girls are not used to working in groups and transitioning so often in class they are noisier than normal and it is often hard to get their attention for certain instruction. I have slowly begun to introduce different “attention-getters” (i.e. teacher: “1, 2, 3 eyes on me” students: “1, 2 eyes on you” and teacher: “class, class” students: “yes yes”) and they seem to be responding really well. It was interesting for me to introduce this to the girls because throughout their entire education they had never participated in something like this. Even with this small change, the classroom atmosphere has changed greatly. With more reflection and implementation, I’m confident that lessons will run smoothly. 

The Kenyan government recently changed the educational calendar for this coming school year. Typically the school year is broken into three terms and each term is followed by a month long break—i.e. term one is from January through March and April is a break. Now, the first term will last 16 weeks and instead of a month long break the students will have a five day break. The next term will continue with the same amount of weeks and the last term will only be eight weeks. The third term will end in early November and the students will get a two month break. This is a very different system for both the teachers and students to get used to. I have heard varied opinions from the girls. Some are excited to stay in school longer and some feel that it is too long and they will get homesick. All of the teachers I have spoken to are against the new plan because it limits the ability for higher education. My opinion is varied. I am excited because I get to teach the girls for a longer period of time; but, I also think that with the Kenyan system of education the girls will be overloaded with information and they will potentially not get enough time to retain the knowledge learned and they will lose time to rest and relax. 

As the term progresses, I will continue to update everyone on my teaching and learnings as I am in Kenya. I am truly enjoying everything about Kenya. Currently, I am trying to tackle one of the main tribal languages, Kikuyu. People have been very impressed and pleased with my knowledge of the language so far and I am excited to continue learning. I have also been able to help out in the kitchen throughout the last month and it has been very enjoyable. 

As I have been back in Mitahato, I have begun to really realize how hot January and February will be. Because of the heat and lack of rain, the water availability becomes limited. Typically water is “fetched” using tanks that collect rain water or from a well that is in every compound. When the months get hot all of the water from the tanks get consumed and sometimes the wells go dry. In that case the local rivers or springs are used. This makes me realize how blessed I am at home with the constant availability of water with just the turn of a knob. Also, with the constant heat and the amount of time I spend outside, I am realizing how much I should really be using sunscreen. Just from the past week, my arms, neck and face are all sunburned—you would think I would learn my lesson after all these years of being pale and always getting sunburned!

That is all I have for now! I will continue to write about my teaching and the environment. One of my other goals is to write a few postings in between the postings on teaching about the rich culture and environment here in Kenya. I want to be able to show you all the differences that I am experiencing and the loveliness that Kenya is. 

Until next time…

Christmas Break

It has been about a month since my last posting. I didn’t realize it had been so long, I apologize. In the past month, I have been back and forth from Mitahato village to Banana town. After school closed I stayed in Banana for a few weeks—getting ready for Mary’s brother’s wedding. After the wedding we stayed a little longer to relax after all of the festivities. We came back home to Mitahato for a little over a week to spend time with Cucu and other family and friends. Now I am back in Banana for about another week or so until a few days before Christmas. I will spend Christmas in Mitahato and then most likely spend the following week back in Banana. Like I said…back and forth, back and forth!

Similar to Mitahato, many of the residence in Banana know of me now—especially along the common routes that Mary and I walk. Because this is the town that Mary grew is from, almost every day that I am here we are visiting at someone’s house. At Mary’s home there are many young cousins that I love to interact with. Along with them, many of Mary’s fiancé, Sammy’s, family have young kids around. I am very fortunate that I get to do what I love, play with children, even during my break. Michel and Jimmy, Mary’s niece and nephew, are in preschool and we are constantly playing and learning from each other. They are both very interested in English; while I teach them English words they repay the favor and teach me Kikuyu words. We have a lot of fun and we even made a little cardboard house and family that they play with often. Sammy’s sister has a new baby girl Lucy that I am around all the time as well. She is adorable and I hold her every chance that I get. Another sister of Sammy has a toddler that is also very fun to be around. I have never seen a little kid dance and sing as much as him. He is very musically talented and I can tell that he will be able to learn with and through music for the rest of his life. One of the reasons I love being in Banana is for the children that I get to be around. Mary jokes and always says “We have to go back to Banana…Wambui (me) has many mwanas (babies) waiting for her.”

I have mentioned often about the wedding in the last few months and I still have not written about it yet! It was great! I was completely nervous to be a maid but in the end it was very fun. I was nervous to “march” down the aisle and for any other traditional elements that I might mess up because I am not accustomed to them. A few days before the wedding, all of the maids and groomsmen were to go to the church to practice marching. I thought that this meant we were simply finding the order and partners to walk down the aisle. I was wrong. To practice marching meant that we needed to pick out songs that we were to dance or “sway” down the aisle to. To say the least, I was slightly panicked. I wasn’t the only one who was nervous about it—Mary’s younger brother was anxious as well (but at least he knew what to expect from the beginning!) Morris and some of the other maids and groomsmen were having a good time with me and teasing me about the whole situation. It turns out that it was very simple and the day the wedding came I was not nervous to march at all. 

The festivities for a traditional Kikuyu wedding can last for a few days. There is a lot to prepare for when 700-800 guests are expected! Days before the wedding, the women from both families came to the house to help prepare the food—i.e. cutting the vegetables, sifting through the beans and rice, etc.  The day before the wedding, all of the women came together to cook the food that they had previously prepared.  That same day many of the men in the family were either slaughtering chickens or preparing the compound for the visitors. They had to actually make a whole other kitchen to have enough space. There were four extra large fireplaces made in order to cook all of the food. The evening before the wedding, all the maids went to the bride’s house and all of the groomsmen went to the groom’s house. The maids spent the night getting their toenails and fingernails painted, ironing the dresses, getting facials, and spending time together (which in Kenya always means lots of food). I know that the majority of the girls (nine maids, the bride, friends and siblings) got little to no sleep that night. The house was loaded with guests and in each room there were close to ten people. The room that I was in had two beds and a mat on the floor—there were nine of us in that room. I heard later that on the men’s side, they just spent the evening drinking coffee, playing card games and joking around with each other. 

The morning of the wedding we all bathed, got ready, and waited for the festivities to come. During this time a lot of pictures were taken and a lot of hair spray was sprayed. As a long kikuyu tradition, the women and close family to the bride and groom wait outside of the bride’s house for her to come out. They “sing her out” and once she appears—with the children and maids behind her—they carry her from the house to the car so that she doesn’t get any dirt on her. After this, everyone else gets into the vehicles and drives to the church. Once we arrived at the church, we all waited in the cars for the ceremony to start (this was in order to hide the bride until the last minute). When we arrived at the church there were many people scattered around and the groomsmen were all around waiting for the women to begin the ceremony. 

The ceremony was a colorful event although I have to say the majority of it I could not understand because of the language barrier. During the beginning, when all maids and groomsmen were standing, my friend Mercy was interpreting everything for me. When we all went to sit down every one got mixed up and I was not by Morris or Mercy for them to translate for me. This means that all of the presentations, homily, and speeches were not understood to me. After the ceremony, the bridal party traveled to a separate destination to take pictures. We then quickly returned to the reception where the bride, groom, and bridal party danced into the celebration. There was a huge circle around the reception area where almost the entirety of the guests were dancing along to African music. It was a lot of fun to be a part of and watch—I got a lot of pictures to say the least. 

There were a few main differences during the reception here than I was accustomed to at home. Typically at home, a reception contains the first dances done by the bride and groom and bride and father, toasts done by the bridal party, cutting the cake and then the rest is consumed by dancing and chatting with the people around you. Here the reception contains dancing primarily in the beginning, a few speeches, presentation of gifts, cutting of the cake, and mingling with guests around you. The presentation of the gifts took the majority of the time along with speeches which seemed to intertwine together. Presentation of gifts includes guests individually giving their gift to the bride and groom—this can be anything from wrapped kitchenware to beds and refrigerators. Pictures and speeches take place during this time. After this and the cake cutting, the rest of the reception was spent talking and mingling with all of the guests. During this time we took many pictures until the rain started. We waited under the tents for a while, hoping for the rain to subside.

Another tradition within Kenyan weddings is for the bridal party to go to a separate, secret, destination after the reception for a dinner party. This is possible because the wedding starts in the morning (10:30), the reception follows in the early afternoon (2:00) and then everyone leaves in the evening around 6:00 or 7:00. The dinner party was at one of Winnie and Peterson’s friend’s house. We ate more food, danced, and a few speeches were given. The entire day was very eventful and by the end of the dinner party we were all very tired and ready to go home. Taxis took the majority of the guests home, or close to home and we walked the rest of the way. I can say for me, it was seconds after I hit my bed that I was fully asleep. 

Since my time in Banana, primarily after the wedding, I have begun to change my ways around the house. I have been in Kenya for four months now and I have not cooked a single meal and I have not done the proper amount of helping out that I feel I should be doing. I vowed that I am done being a visitor in my own home(s). Morris has helped me a lot in this change and has told many around me to let me try things out—especially cooking. I have to admit, a huge reason that I have been timid to help is because of the joking and laughing that takes place. It is not that I cannot do the things that everyone does around the house it is just that they do not expect a mzungu (white person or westerner) to be able to; so, when I do help they think it’s comical. I was intimidated by this but by the help from Morris I got over my fear and help out when I can. His advice was that they will laugh maybe the first day and maybe the second but then the third day people will be looking at them wondering why they are laughing. I can say that this has been the case since I have started helping. 

This all changed when I started by helping clean the house and room—sweeping and mopping. Then I was allowed and taught to prepare meals—cutting vegetables and sifting through rice and beans. There was one day that some of the boys were building the cow’s trough and I asked to help and they laughed and said I couldn’t hammer a nail. Then I was the one laughing! How could I grow up my whole life not hammering a nail—my dad definitely taught me differently than that! They were pleased to see me do it although they still insisted that they would finish the job.  

When we returned back to Mitahato I told Mary that I would be cleaning the upstairs from now on and I wanted to be cooking as well. Since that day I have always been the one to sweep and mop the upstairs and downstairs if Mary is busy. I have also been preparing and cooking lunches and dinners. I am learning how to cook traditional meals every day. I hope to be able to cook meals that I have learned here once I return back to Oregon. 

Beyond all of this, the break has been treating me very well. Christmas is approaching fast and I am not sure what to think. I have been a lot more homesick lately due to missing my family and the holiday season. Although I am homesick, I am eager to be a part of the Christmas celebration here. I am lucky that I have a supportive and loving family here in Kenya as well. My next posting will be about the holiday celebrations and what the rest of my break contains. I hope that you are all enjoying your Christmas vacation and truly enjoying your time off with family and friends. God Bless and have a wonderful Christmas and New years!

The end of Term One

“Our deepest calling is to grow into our own authentic self-hood, whether or not it conforms to some image of who we ought to be. As we do so, we will not only find the joy that every human being seeks -- we will also find our path of authentic service in the world.”

- Parker J. Palmer 

I learn every day. Since I have arrived in Kenya I have learned about myself on a personal level, I have learned about myself on a professional level, and I have learned about the completely new environment and culture that I live in. Each morning I wake up, I know that the new day ahead of me will be filled with learning of all sorts.

This week marks both the end of my third month and the completion of my first term teaching in Kenya. The months before I left, friends and family would ask, how long are you planning on staying in Kenya? My repeated response would be, my hope is to stay a whole year but I am committing to at least one term. It is now the end of my first term and now when asked Teacher Hope, how long are you staying? All I can manage to respond is at least a year. One thing is for sure, I can’t imagine leaving Kenya anytime soon and I am loving every minute of my stay here.

Before I left, most people told me that there would be a period of time that I would be overly uncomfortable and homesick (most said a period of at least three plus months) and that there would be many challenges that I would face on my journey. Lucky for me, my discomfort was limited and lasted less than a month and my biggest challenge was faced near the beginning of my journey. This is not to say that more challenges won’t come, but I know that I have a large support system both here and at home to help me if needed.

I feel at home here in Kenya. I walk through the village comfortably with the people and environment around me. The majority of the people living in the village know who I am—usually, I am known as Teacher Hope. I have inherited many family members—mothers, grandmothers, fathers, aunties, uncles, brothers, sisters, and a countless amount of cousins. Slowly but surely I am learning words and phrases from both languages—Kikuyu and Kiswahili. Although I do not teach as often at Mitahato Primary School as I did at first, I still enjoy the time I do spend there. My favorite place to be in the village is at Gathirimu Girl’s School. I walk into the gates comfortable every day, greet the guards, and confidently walk to teach my girls. Life is good here in Kenya and I am grateful for all of the memories and stories that have already been created and those that are to come.

Recently, while at Gathirimu, a few form two girls from the Journalism Club walked up to me and asked to interview me for the school magazine. I walked with them to answer their questions and they told me that I had received the award for “Coolest Teacher” One of their questions was “What are you going to do to keep the title as Coolest Teacher?” All I could do was smile and laugh. It was fun to talk with the students and help them as they were learning how to interview. I am excited to see the magazine and honored that the students enjoy my company as much as I enjoy theirs.

Since I have finished my first term here, I thought I would write a few “Top Three Moments” for different elements of my life here—the different elements being; teaching, my Kenyan family, and culture.

Teaching-->Top Moments: I have countless amazing moments with the high school students. These moments are some of my favorites and they are more “all-encompassing” than specific moments. 

1. After School Visits: There have been so many fun and positive visits/moments while being with the girls after school that it is hard to narrow it down to just one. Some that stand out to me include: the few times that Morris has joined me to chat with the girls (as 14-16 year olds, they are all in love with him), laughing so much I almost cried with my form one (Freshman) girls, playing volleyball in the field, answering endless questions about America and my family, playing basketball at the lower courts, sharing pictures, etc., etc., etc... 
2. First Lesson: I taught my first ever high school lesson to form one girls in Life Skills. I remember being so nervous—shaking and sweating—while I introduced myself to one hundred new students. I allowed them to ask any questions they had about me, America, my family, etc. It worked really well as an icebreaker and soon I was relaxed and in a comfortable frame of teaching. I had even mentioned, within the mix of answering questions, that this was my first time ever teaching a high school class. Their response was a giant applause—I was both surprised and flattered. This was a moment that I will never forget. 
3. Saturday Trips: I was given the chance on two occasions to travel with the girls for special trips that they had earned. For one of the trips we travel with the prefects five hours north to a game park that we figured out was closed only after we arrived there. Even with this set back, we continued on and found a picnic sight with horseback riding, a beautiful creak, a pond with boat riding, plenty of open grass area, a rock climbing wall, and a playground—the girls and teachers all thoroughly enjoyed the trip. The second trip was with Form Two Tana. They were awarded a trip of their choice because they scored the best on their exams for three terms in a row. They personally invited me on this trip to the Ngong Hills. This is a beautiful area with seven huge hills for hiking. While hiking you can see a large area of Kenya, including Nairobi and its surrounding areas. I loved this hiking adventure and I was able to get to know these girls more throughout our journey. 

    

Family-->Top Moments: My Kenyan family has made my time here amazing. Nothing would be possible without these people. They have welcomed me and accepted me as a part of their family and not just a visitor or “foreigner”. I am very blessed and grateful to have these people in my life.

1. Moments at Morris’: When I have breaks in between lessons I walk down to Morris’s family’s house and spend time with him, Mama Morris, Cucu, brother John, and Cousin John. I always enjoy my time here and I feel very welcomed each visit. It has been here that I have learned the most about simplicity and the way of life in Kenya.
2. Moments with Mary: I can’t even come close to explaining all of my favorite moments with Mary. There is no way I can imagine my life here without her. She makes me laugh and smile all of the time. She is both a mother and a sister to me. I am more than blessed to have her in my life. Some of my favorite moments include our walks around the village and relaxing in the evening—always laughing and teasing each other. She is a blast to be around and always teaching me.
3. Joe and Mary’s Visit: For a week Mary, Joe, and their niece Nicole came to visit from America (although they are originally from Kenya). During their visit I was able to play with Nicole (she’s a preschooler) and chat with Mary every day. On the Saturday of their visit, there was a big family celebration of their one year wedding anniversary. It was very fun to play with the kids all morning while the women cooked and the men set up the tent and slaughtered the goats. I enjoyed the company of everyone and the evening was filled with lots of food and laughter from everyone around.

  

Culture-->Favorites: I have learned a great amount about the culture in Kenya—more specifically Kikuyu culture—in the last few months. I really love learning everything I can about the culture. Observation and asking questions are the most common ways I learn. I have many favorites but I am only going to list the top three.

1. Cooking: Cooking is a huge part of the culture here. From what I have seen, the majority of the day for women is spent cooking. Cooking is done over a fire and there are variations of dishes that are typically made. I have loved all food that I have eaten here. Some of the main dishes include: ugali, githeri, cabbage, potatoes, rice, and chapatis. Another part of the culture of cooking is the hospitality that goes along with it. Every time there are visitors, they are greeted with tea and food. Although I have not cooked traditional food here yet, I plan on doing so soon—I learn every day by watching Mary and others cook.
2. Language: From what I have learned, there are hundreds of different languages in Kenya. Most people living in Kenya know at least two languages—Kiswahili and their mother tongue (Kikuyu is a dominant tribe). If you have gone through all of high school then you have also learned English—your third language. There is a language that the youth also use called Shang. I love that the students I teacher are all at least trilingual. I talk to them all of the time about how lucky they are to have learned so many languages at such a young age. Although I often don’t understand when others are talking around me, I find it interesting to listen and observe. Often times this is how I pick up certain words and begin to learn.
3. Greetings: I know I have shared about this previously in posts but I will mention it again. Whether it is walking around the village, entering a new household, or walking into school, I am greeted by everyone. This is not just a special thing that only happens to me. Kenyans are very welcoming in their culture; even babies are taught to shake hands with those they meet on the street, in a matatu, or at home. I really love the welcoming atmosphere that all the greetings create.

As I have mentioned countless times, I love Kenya and my life here. I especially love spending time with the girls I teach and the family I am surrounded by. I have recently learned that I will be teaching Form 1, 2, 3, and 4 PE, Form 1, 2, and 3 Life Skills, and I will also be teaching a few classes English grammar. I am very excited for these new additions and my hope is that my schedule will be very full for the next term. As far as the primary school goes, I will be continuing my PenPal Program. The next classes I will be working with will be class 4 and class 7. This program takes place after I have taught the high school girls. After school I will be starting to coach the girl’s basketball team. My hope is to also be involved in a few of the clubs that the school has to offer—journalism, environmental, Red Cross, etc. The girls have also insisted that I do a PenPal club with them as well. As you can see I will be very busy in the coming term. I am eager to continue teaching and learning with my students.

As for now, I have about a month and a half off of school. This is the largest break that the students have in Kenya. In January the students start the new school year on about the second week. This coming week I will be staying in Banana with Mary’s family to help prepare for Peterson and Winnie’s wedding. I am both eager and tense for this wedding. I know it will be a fun celebration—I am just nervous for the unknown. After this I will be spending a lot of time relaxing and traveling around Kenya; adventuring and exploring around new places while meeting more family members. The month of December is very busy and filled with activities. I am very excited and eager to see what will come.

During the school break I will not be able to receive letters from the address that I previously gave. Instead I will give the address for the ACK church that receives mail all year round. I do not currently have this address but I will write in on my next post. The next post will be about the wedding and all of the adventures in Banana. As for now, enjoy your Thanksgiving and know that I am missing you all back home.