Saturday, May 1, 2010

You Want to See Pictures, Do You?

Happy May Day, well actually Labor Day here in Cameroon - seemingly a much grander celebration than our Labor Day in the U.S.

This blog update is going to be more pictures and less words - a big change as compared with all of my past postings (sorry they're so wordy).

Firstly,
I wanted to let you know that I have booked my trip home to the U.S. this summer and my itinerary is as follows:

July 30th - Leave Douala, Cameroon
July 31st - Arrive in Newark, New Jersey
August 7th - Drive to Pittsburgh
August 13th - Fly to San Francisco
August 20th - Fly back to Douala, Cameroon


I will be a part of two weddings, one in New Jersey and one in Pittsburgh :) and am looking forward to spending time with as many people as possible in my three destinations!

Secondly,
I have created a website (thanks to my cousin Mitch) to announce the collection of school supplies for a high school in my area. I hope you will check it out and decide to participate! Please spread the word to your friends and family as well, the more people who can help, the better! After my trip to the US, I will be bringing the collected items back with me to Cameroon to be distributed at the beginning of the 2010-2011 school year.

http://www.pencilsforpikins.com

Okay, onto the pictures so that you can more easily picture my life here!

Meet some of my neighbors, within the compound in which I live:


Niya and Petra were dancing to Christina Aguilera in my parlor. They're good hip shakers!


Joyce and Nine are busy making Chin Chin (fried semi-sweet dough), a process that I often help them with. The Chin Chin is sold all throughout Fundong-it's delicious!


My Fulani neighbors, Sadatu, Bassi, Mikailu, and Amena eating sugarcane as all the locals do so well!


My francophone neighbors who I share a common wall with: Francois and Peggy and their children Cabrille ("Cabi" - about the same age as Chasin) and Joeskin ("Joe")


My wonderful neighbors, Carine (French teacher at GHS Aduk) and Peter (Principal of GHS Aduk) on our 17 km trek to Aduk!


Simon (my counterpart), me, and Rose (Simon's wife) at Lake Nyos, on a weekend trip to Wum.


My dad's visit to Fundong was wonderful, even though there were not enough meals in a day with which to welcome him. These are the members of Better Family Foundation after a welcome dinner for my dad, at my house.

On another note, for your understanding with regards to work and projects here in the Peace Corps, when we replace volunteers it is our decision as to whether or not to continue the work they had been doing. I believe it is very important for volunteers to be working on sustainability of projects towards the end of their service since often times the next volunteer has other interests and does not end up continuing their efforts. I have included this side note because I have received questions from some of you about this notion and I wanted to (hopefully) clarify "how things work" in Peace Corps.

And lastly, I will leave you with this disturbing remark made by a Fundong community member. Recently I have been helping the members of Better Family Foundation (http://wwww.betterfamilyfoundation.org) to seek funding from elites, local community members and local organizations within Boyo Division. One of the individuals who was approached for support in cash or in kind retorted, "organizations like BFF are supposed to help the community and thus members of the community should not help these organizations." That was difficult to hear but then I found out what he was also pointing out was that a "white man" (since all "white people" are rich) was already helping BFF's cause so why would anyone locally see a reason to assist. Clearly he was showing his ignorance towards my reason for being here as well as towards helping out his own community! At the same time, I found out that Tangui water bottles are referred to as the "White Man's Drink," meaning that "we" are too weak to drink local water and can only be served bottled water. Interesting perspectives...


I will leave you with the following sunset when I was in training in Bamena.
The next post will have pictures of my house, inside and out as well as scenes around Fundong!

Take care until next time!

Stef

Friday, March 19, 2010

6 Months in Cameroon, Exactly

It has been close to two months since I last wrote, my apologies for keeping you in suspense, haha!!

I now officially have wireless internet and have found a comfy spot on my bamboo "couch" out on my veranda to do my "interneting"-this way I can still be soaking up the Fundong atmosphere while being in touch with the rest of my life and the world at large.

This posting is going to be a melange (French for mixture) of thoughts, observations & experiences since I last wrote.

1) While I'm mixing in another language, let me give you a sampling in Pidgin English and Kom (the dialect and name of the people in Boyo Division-the area that I'm in):

Kom- (the capitalized letters are where the emphasis in pronunciation lies)
too LIE mah = good morning
Response: too LIE may = good morning to you
why EE cee ma = good afternoon
Response: why EE cee may = good afternoon to you

Pidgin-
Ma belay don flop. = I am full.
Ha fo skin? = How is your health?
A komot fo Amerika. = I come from America.

2) Here is some familial news: my Dad is coming to visit from March 28th - April 4th and I can't wait to show him my life here in Fundong. My sister and Brian are engaged, pregnant, and house owners-exciting time in their lives!!

3) I would just like to thank Mavis Beacon Teaches Typing for being in existence. I am working on training the members of my NGO to have computer awareness within the next six months (computer literacy to come in the future) and initially was trying to draw upon techniques from my typing 101 classes in middle school - obviously not as productive as a computer program that measures progress!

4) Spiders, flies, and crickets have become my enemies! Though I think spiders always have been, I've never shared an apartment with them and their webs. Flies are plain old annoying and don't hesitate to disturb you here, nonstop. Crickets you may think are harmless, except when they hop into your living space and their chirping echoes all throughout. I have come to greatly appreciate the sealant that is found on our doors and windows in America!

5) There is no single look for Cameroonians. I look around daily and all I see are different features and complexions of varying hues. I haven't yet met people from all of the ten regions of Cameroon, but I suspect that there is not one unified "look." I have watched portions of Nigerian movies (VERY BAD acting) and I can't distinguish a Cameroonian from a Nigerian because of the variety that is here. Additionally, there are many Muslims, called Fulanis, who obviously have their own look - a very beautiful one. The Fulani people speak Fulfulde and tend to live in the Extreme North of the country but they are also interspersed throughout the rest of it.

6) I have developed a guilty pleasure: taking in deep breaths when soil is being burned-I have grown to love the smell! It's a guilty pleasure because it is a little strange and also because it's a bad act that farmers do here, claiming that it helps the growth of crops (they do it during dry season in preparation for the planting in rainy season). It is illegal, but doesn't stop them.

7) Watching Cameroonians brush their teeth is pretty hilarious to me. They suck on their toothbrushes FOREVER, never seeming to BRUSH them. As for toothpaste, I'm unsure whether it is always used-no foam seems to build up as they suck endlessly on the brush, conversing at the same time. [Please note that not all Cameroonians a) brush their teeth b) do it this way]

8) Rainy season has begun...and when it rains, it pours! Granted, the first couple of months of rainy season are SUPPOSEDLY not as bad as June, July and August. I will have to see which season I prefer - I became VERY tired of all of the dust of dry season but I can't imagine "enjoying" all of the mud of rainy season.

9) Speaking of rainy season, I am having a small plot of land behind my house prepared for me, to become my garden. My mom & Nana have sent me seeds (carrots, peppers, tomatoes, basil, etc) and I will get advised as to how to plant and take care of the soil - my green thumb has never been in existence before this point, so I need much help! Having a garden here seems important to me, haven't quite figured out why, but it has something to do with the ease of growing things in this climate and the fact that I'm going to the market every other day to get fresh produce and would love to be able to walk behind my house to obtain some of the items!

10) While we're on the topic of food, I have to say that what I think I miss the most is cold milk and cereal to start my day! I add powdered milk to things, it's true, but it's not cold and it's just not the same. They have Corn Flakes in this country, but boy are they unsatisfying!

11) You can't imagine how incredible it is to be walking down a road or standing in someone's compound and have po-po (papayas), pears (avocados), and mango trees bearing so much fruit. Being that I love fruit so much (right Brian??), I'm just in awe and jealous that the climates I've lived in in the US do not allow for this growth.

12) Place I've visited over the past two months:

~ Wum (north of Fundong): to see Lake Nyos, Lake Wum and Menchum Falls - there was a gas explosion in this area in 1986 that killed ~2000 people.

~ Ndawara Tea Estate: beautiful scenery, first time seeing a tea plantation, largest employer in the NW Region of Cameroon, watched the tea leaf production process, proprieter wants to make it the largest tea estate in the world-currently is the largest in Africa.

~ Aduk: a remote village I trekked 34 km to with my neighbors who teach there, am setting up a pen-pal exchange with Stefanie's classroom in NJ to help give both ends exposure to the other.

~ Banso: a village on the way to Kumbo (east of Fundong) where the road was HORRIBLE. It was a hot day, we were packed in the car unable to put the windows down because the road was deep trenches of DUST, so much dust that the trees were no longer green but orange. I attended a memorial celebration with my 2nd family here in Cameroon (they live in Bambili, where I spent Christmas).
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I've got some travel coming up but will tell you about it the next time!

Happy Easter, Passover and Spring.

Until next time,

All of my love - Stef

Thursday, January 28, 2010

"Work"

Fundong District Hospital

Laboratory on Monday (4 hours)
o While I felt that my exposure to the lab at the hospital was an eye opening experience (comparing what I know of the efficiency and technology of labs in the US), I felt that I was passing the time waiting for the Chief Medical Doctor to arrive, and he only did as I was leaving for the day. I was happy to be of assistance to Eunice (BFF member) who was handling a large case load all alone on a Monday morning, but it made it clear to me that the need for her to have an assistant is VITAL! Testing hemoglobin levels, retrieving blood from patients and then preparing slides to look for malaria parasites and white blood cell counts under a microscope, and recording all of the information in their patient handbooks (among other tasks) takes a lot of time and thus slows down the process of diagnosis and determining the level of care necessary, by the doctor. As a result of the lack of updated technology and sufficient number of staff in the lab, the process of coming to the hospital here for a consultation can take all day and this really affects the efficiency of the various triage areas of the hospital as well as the patient’s ability to go to school or work that day.

Maternity Ward on Tuesday and part of Wednesday (3 hours over 2 days)
o I was hoping to spend my time in maternity with Beatrice (another BFF member who is the RN in charge of the ward) but she was out because of a burial. I did get to spend a short time with her when she came back to work and found out about her daily routine at work. She has much responsibility taking care of the patients (hands-on), carrying out prenatal exams/consultations & deliveries, and discharging them (and all the paperwork that comes along with that process). There are antenatal and child welfare clinics (for new moms) each week and she, along with her assistant, Madame Achu have a list of about 15 topics that they cover over the course of a few months-very organized it seems. I was unable to observe a clinic at this site but hopefully will be able to in the future. I spent most of my time with Madame Achu, asking her questions, waiting for patients to arrive for prenatal consultations, and reading my own book during down times. No specific appointments are made and so the ability to plan the day accordingly does not seem to occur. Not only that but after doing a consultation, the patient has to go to the lab and get various blood tests done, wait for the results and then come back for a discussion with the results-again too long of a process and too much waiting for both parties. Through observation of a couple of prenatal consultations it was clear that family planning is a theme that the staff has to impart on patients as well as my realization of the need for discussion and a take home handout surrounding iron rich and calcium rich foods for their pregnancy eating plan. This is something I plan to create after truly grasping foods that are easily available and affordable.

Discussion with Chief Medical Doctor & Tour of Hospital Grounds on Tuesday (2 hours)
o Overall, I have to say that Dr Ntongsi is a very motivated Chief Medical Doctor and seems to have the hospital’s best interest in mind, at all times. He himself is a dental surgeon, trained in Russia, but came into this position three years ago, while also maintaining a private dental practice in Bamenda. He discussed with me the various ideas that he proposed to the Cameroonian Government upon taking this position and observing the then current state of the hospital. He had a separate building constructed for the laboratory; he extended the maternity ward, added running water faucets within each room/ward of the hospital, and currently wants to construct toilets and showers for more hygienic practices than the horrific pit latrines that are currently in existence and use. One of the ten additions that he proposed was a demonstration kitchen on the hospital grounds, that which was not given funding or approval. We spent a lot of time talking about this matter after introducing myself and telling him that I am a dietitian (I say nutritionist because it is a more well known term here) in the US. See below for my main project idea where I would like to focus my efforts during my Peace Corps service.

Diabetes Clinic on Thursday (3 hours)
o The first Thursday of each month, Eunice holds a Diabetes clinic which consists of some education, weighing, and the taking of blood pressure and fasting blood sugar. I was very impressed by the turnout, all Type 2 Diabetics ranging in age from late 30s to 70s (side note: average life span for men is 60 and women is 70 in Cameroon). My first observation was that the structure of the clinic could benefit from a slight change. Since I assume these patients have been awake for a few hours prior to coming to the clinic at 8 am and some of them have had to trek a bit of a distance to arrive, the blood sugar and other measurements should be taken prior to education so as to allow them to eat before the end of the clinic, around 10:30 am. Not only will this be healthier for stabilizing their blood sugar levels, but it will also allow for better concentration and retention during the education portion of the clinic. Through some basic counseling with a few men who’s blood sugars were well above normal, even for a diabetic (<200), I came to realize the following areas of INTERACTIVE education that would be necessary in the future, as listed below.
HIV/AIDS/TB Unit on Friday (1 hour
)
o Again I was the one asking questions to find out information about how this “unit” functions. I do not really feel that I have a great grasp on HIV or TB statistics (numbers, causes, ages, etc) in the division, but did find it impressive that the hospital has an isolation area where TB patients stay for up to two months, free of charge, for treatment. HIV education seems to only go on in the communities during the week of World AIDS Day as a result of insufficient funds for travel. Margaret does pre and post counseling with couples who come to find out their status and unfortunately I had just missed her doing pre counseling with a couple wanting to get married, but not before knowing their status. Post counseling is confidential, as it should be, whereas pre counseling is something I could have witnessed.

Urban Integrated Health Center


Child Welfare Clinic on Monday (1 ½ hours, 1 hour spent waiting)

o Unfortunately I was only able to observe this clinic for a short amount of time because I was told earlier that morning that I would need to attend a meeting around 10 am elsewhere and because, although the clinic should begin around 8:30 am, it begins when the patients show up. I did some small orienting with Anna (the Chief Nurse) and by that I mean asking her questions because I did not feel she really knew how to orient me to the center and the goings on there. As for the clinic, many mothers and babies finally arrived and the portion of the clinic that I witnessed was baby weighing. It was incredible to see babies hanging in corduroy sacks from a hook that then determines the weight in kilograms above. Some of the children peed while waiting for their weight to be taken (as much clothing and cloth diapers as possible were taken off) and others freaked out at the realization that they were essentially hanging in mid air! The weighing took a long time and wasn’t half finished when I was called to my meeting. Supposedly some education is done after the weighing, but these mothers and babies have to wait a long time, especially if they arrived “on time”.

Antenatal Clinic on Tuesday (3 hours)
o Before the clinic began I was able to observe two circumcisions and had just missed a woman giving birth by about 3 hours. Again, this clinic began after a majority of the woman arrived, but this happened much quicker than the previous day. The women were weighed and one by one were called into the examination room to check if they had edema, to measure the size of the belly, check the position of the baby and to hear the baby’s heartbeat (through a metal, funnel device-I listened and heard a few heartbeats-very different from the technology I am aware of in the US). Anna, the chief nurse, did some small counseling and questioning when necessary and seemed to have a very good rapport with the patients, even if it was the first time meeting them. Each week a different education topic is presented as well. I was very impressed with the simplicity of the checkup, due to a lack of technology, but also how thorough it seemed at the same time. One issue I became aware of while observing the weighing-in was a) whether or not any counseling/discussion is done if they are not gaining sufficiently and b) the amount of unmarried 18 year olds who were attending with their 1st child. Even checking through records, women who were now 25 years old had already given birth to 2 children, the first one being at age 18. This poses quite a problem in this society because girls are still going to school for at least 1 or 2 more years before they take their exam to be ready for university. That means that either the girl is no longer attending school after giving birth or it is asking the mother to take care of the baby and may then prevent the mother from owning a business, going to the farm, etc. As a result, I feel that a teen pregnancy sensitization program is necessary in the surrounding communities, as mentioned below.

Delegation of Women’s Empowerment
(Total time: 5 hours over 2 days, 1 ½ hours spent waiting)


Overall, the two day experience with this delegation was quite a bit frustrating. My first day began after waiting almost an hour and a half for the delegate to arrive. Once he arrived, I initiated questions as to the duties and responsibilities of this delegation to which the questions were well answered. I was told that there were no cases that day and so it would be a day of “rest”. This shocked me, being that this delegation is responsible for many international theme days (i.e. International Women’s Day on March 8th) and in my opinion could be doing some preparation work by looking at the past years events and brainstorming on how to improve for this year’s events, once the theme comes through Yaoundé. Luckily a case came to pass that day and I was able to observe how the Delegate and his colleague carry out counseling. The most striking observation was that the door was kept wide open and that the Delegate sat behind his desk and put in a few words while most of the session was conducted by the other social worker. After the session was finished, I clarified a few points and then sensed that the Delegate had nothing more to offer me and I excused myself.
The following day the Delegate and another member of the delegation were doing a home visit in the early morning. I arrived at 9 am and looked at photos of past events related to this delegation with the secretary. The Delegate arrived after the home visit and stated that he was going home to bathe and I had to ask him if I could look through some cases, as he had mentioned was possible the day before. While the other social worker was off at the market and he was off bathing, I read through some cases and sensed that there was not much else that they were going to offer to me, in terms of information or experience, and I decided to leave. I felt that I received a small amount of exposure to the Delegation but feel that they have much responsibility that may not be time managed for completion and could benefit from more motivation!

Delegation of Social Affairs & Social Centre
(Total time: 4 hours over 2 days, 45 minutes spent waiting)


I spent my first day with this delegation at the Social Centre. Filo and Pola welcomed me warmly. I spent a few hours with Pola, discussing the goings on and responsibilities of this leg of the delegation. She oriented me to the fact that they work to assist people with disabilities or children of a parent with disabilities, orphans and vulnerable children and the elderly. I told her that I have a special interest in the fact that they work with people with disabilities because of my brother’s own disabilities. I was happy to find out that community sensitization is done by the Social Centre to educate about people with disabilities, being that a person in this “category” might be deaf, blind, learning disabled or developmentally delayed. She showed me a disability card and explained that a person who has this card is able to receive education for free and often reduced healthcare costs. Additionally some of her work involves giving monetary assistance to any citizen in the division that applies for the following areas of need: education, medical, those who have given birth to twins or triplets (or more), etc. My second day with this delegation was spent waiting for the Delegate to be available for about 45 minutes and then sitting and discussing with him for about 15 minutes. He essentially told me similar information that I had learned the day prior, including the point that even though the Delegation of Social Affairs is more administrative and the Social Centre is more technical, the Delegation also handles some of the technical work. When I told him that I am a nutritionist, we spent a short time discussing the nutritional needs of the elderly in this division and this helped me to include educating the elderly as part of the demonstration kitchen below.


Ideas for Projects/Work From These Experiences

• Demonstration Kitchen @ Fundong District Hospital
o Cooking Demonstrations
VARIETY
Appropriate intake for condition/age group
Alterations to typically prepared foods
o Taste Testing
o Education
Mothers with Young Children
Diabetics
Hypertensives
PLWHA (People Living with HIV/AIDS)
Elderly
• Diabetes Clinic – 1st Thursday of Each Month
o Education Topics
Food & Drink That Raise & Don’t Raise Blood Sugar
Portion Sizes
Exercise
Meal Variety on A Budget
• Teen Pregnancy Sensitization (and HIV/AIDS Prevention)
o With Help from Anna (@ Health Centre) & Pola (@ Social Centre)
• Handouts for Maternity Ward
(to be discussed with & given to patients during antenatal counseling sessions)
o Iron Rich Foods
o Calcium Rich Foods

Thursday, December 31, 2009

Making Cookies in Africa

Before I join Simon to meet the Fon/Chef/King of the Kom people, I just had to tell you about my experience yesterday night trying to make cookies for my neighbors and friends in the Fundong area.

Firstly, I find working in my kitchen to be difficult because there is VERY little "counter space" but nonetheless I made the dough, with a little tweaking from the recipe provided in the Peace Corps cookbook. I wanted to make Chocolate Chip Cookies but being that there are no chips, I put a piece of Mambo Bar (the Hershey Bar of Cameroon-haha) on each ball of dough, similar to Peanut Butter Thumbprint cookies. I was hoping to use my neighbor's stove, and then thought I would put them in a pot on top of my gas stove, but then my neighbor, Odette, told me I should do it over their fire. I thought that meant, directly placing my "cookie sheet" (tin roof piece borrowed from another neighbor-so resourceful these Cameroonians) on the hot fire. Any smart person would know THAT WOULDN'T WORK! Then we made a type of convection oven by putting sand inside a pot and I placed the cookies around in two bundt pans stacked one on top of the other and covered it with a lid. It worked, but took much longer than 9-11 minutes! I shared the first batch with those in the fire pit and then was attempting to take all of my belongings (my four dinner plates, spatula, cookies, butter container-too much for me to handle, but I insisted) to my house and decided to offer Stephen, our night watchman, a cookie and it all came crashing down to the ground! I lost cookies, 3 of my 4 plates broke, and everyone came rushing out to see what happened and offered me an "Ashia" (meaning: sorry, good luck, courage, and the like)!

Oh well, they enjoyed what they had. Hopefully today with Carine, the making of Snickerdoodles (am introducing cinnamon to Cameroonians!) in her oven and possibly another batch of "chocolate chip" will be more of a success!

I'm off, but not before again wishing you a happy new year with much prosperity and happiness!

Monday, December 21, 2009

Culturally Cameroon


I hope that you were able to read my November posting because it has not been showing itself on the main blog page, but if you go into the archives on the right hand side, you should see it listed there.  Also, if you haven’t already, please take note of my new address here in Fundong!

Let me see how I can sum up the remainder of training in the West region...

We finished up technical training, wrapped up our work with our community groups (my group was working with a “youth group” that was really men of a wide variety of ages, to help them gain knowledge and the tools to be community agents for malaria prevention), and I began learning small small (a little bit of) Pidgin – I am not very good at it and will have to get a tutor in order to more effectively work in the various communities around here.

The last few weeks of PST (Pre-Service Training) were bittersweet because we were all excited to move on, have some freedom again, and begin our new adventures but at the same time had all grown to enjoy each other’s company and the routine we were in together.  Needless to say we all put on a delicious Thanksgiving dinner, more traditional than was imagined with local ingredients, and unfortunately a few suffered from what we think was food poisoning (me included, but only one short bout out of both ends).

Our swearing in ceremony took place on December 2nd in downtown Bangangte, after we had packed up our home-stay rooms and got all of our belongings ready for the big trip to post!  It was a very nice day; the US Ambassador (Janet Garvey) was present among other officials from Bangangte/Bamena, important chiefs from the area, the Country Director for Peace Corps, and press from the regional capital (Bafoussam).  A few volunteers made speeches (Paul in French, Anaїs in Fulfulde, and KK in Pidgin) and the Ambassador swore us in as official VOLUNTEERS with the same oath that President Obama took (among other important people in our history).  I decided not to repeat the ending of “so help me God.” 

Two members from each of our host families were invited to attend and I had extended those to both of my host sisters (Carole & Sabine), but only Sabine came (with their aunt), which was unfortunate that the both of them weren’t there to spend some final time together, in celebration.  I am hoping/planning to visit them again over the course of my time here – it’s not that far from where I am posted and there are other volunteers in that area that I will be visiting over time!  There was a celebratory luncheon, which felt like a BAD family reunion, there wasn’t much conversation at the individual tables, they were playing Lady in Red, but the food was good (and of course my sister and her aunt slipped some extra in their napkins to take home) and it was greatly appreciated!

After spending a wonderful final afternoon and evening together (we stayed at a hotel in Bangangte that night) we bid adieu to each other the following morning.  Peace Corps arranged for buses/vans to take groups of us to various parts of the country, depending on our posts, and it felt like the end of summer, saying goodbye at sleepover camp!  I spent a day and night in Bamenda (Northwest regional capital) doing banking and a bit of shopping and then had an extraordinarily easy trip with all of my belongings to Fundong – renting out an entire taxi – with my bike sticking out of the trunk and my other bags in the backseat with me.  I was told it was going to be the worst experience of my Peace Corps service – it’s going to be smooth sailing for the next two years if that’s the case!

Now onto Fundong, my home for the next two years!!! 

The title of this posting is because in the less than two and half weeks that I’ve been here, I have attended a part of a funeral, an entire burial and funeral, and a traditional wedding!  That’s also not mentioning all of the time I have had to observe, interact, eat and spend time with locals since arriving here.  This first month is basically for settling in (which I’d definitely say I’ve been doing) and I will begin official Peace Corps work after the Christmas weekend.  Now when I say “official work” I mean that I will start spending time in the BFF (Better Family Foundation – the NGO I’ll be working with) office, observing the goings on at the District Hospital and Urban Health Centre, various community groups already in existence, and more.  All of this observation is for me to decide what projects/groups I will want to continue working on/with and gaining insight for other needs in other areas.  That information will probably be in the next posting, once that period of work is underway.

Before I get to the traditional Kom (the ethnic group and language of the people in this area) events that I have thus far attended, I just want to say how welcomed I have been here (again, a lot of greetings of, “you are welcome!”) and how happy I feel to be posted here and living here.  I live in a compound with VERY friendly, warm and welcoming people.  My neighbors who share my duplex are Francois and Peggy (Francophone, so I practice my French with them), he works for the light company and she owns a boutique in town.  They have two children, Joe and Cabrelle, 3 and 1 ½ years, respectively.  Peter and Carine live in the compound as well, sharing the duplex with my landlord (Everestus and his wife, Marta).  Peter and Carine are teachers in a village 17 km from here and thus are away for a good portion of the week, but are very sweet, giving and speak French as well.  My landlord has six children, only one who still lives at home, the others are away at University or at boarding school (but everyone is home now for the holidays) and there are relatives of them who also live in the compound, many of them, I’ll spare you their relations and names (plus I don’t quite yet know how they are all connected).  Needless to say, there a plenty of children and they sure enjoy when I am home and reading on my veranda and they get to color, play cards, play Kooshball and use whatever I have in a basket for them.  Some are not so good at sharing, others want me to “dash” them one thing or another (dash in Pidgin means to give a gift), but on the whole it gives me pleasure to see them having fun.  At times it gets to be too much and I say that I am going inside and have them clean up and leave my premises, but it’s typically nice to have the company.

I have been spending a lot of my daytime with Simon and Rose (my counterpart and his wife, they also have three children who typically spend some time at the store after school), typically at Rose’s blanket/shoe/sock/curtains store on the main drag in Fundong.  Actually, I told Rose that I would help her out this past week by working in the store for her while she rested and got things done (after working hard and lovingly for her sister’s husband’s funeral last weekend).  Business hasn’t been so good, I think because people are spending their money elsewhere at this time, but Rose also just told me that it could be because cocoa in the Southwest Region hasn’t been so successful this year and thus people have less money.  Being at her store has given me a great opportunity to be visible, greet many people, and have some key observation time of the goings on in Fundong from 8 am through until the early evening.  I also have gotten a lot of reading accomplished (!a huge feat for me – 2 books in a week!) since business has been slow!

I continue to shake A LOT of hands, am saying the one greeting I know in Kom (tu-LIE-mah --- good morning) and hardly speaking Pidgin.  I really need to get on that!  Simon and Rose think that I will pick it up and they say they will only speak to me in Pidgin, but then we end up conversing in Grammar (English).  After the New Year, I’m going to find someone to teach me.

This posting has become long enough without even going into some details about the funerals and wedding.  Therefore, I will post after Christmas (which I am spending with my French teacher from high school, Dr Ghogomu and his family) and really describe some traditional ceremonies!

Happy Chanukah/Christmas/New Year to all of you!
Be in touch because internet exists here in Fundong and I’d love to regularly hear from you.  Take care and I’m sending all of my love!

Friday, November 6, 2009

Many Handshakes in Fundong

Here I sit, more than a month later, in Bamenda (provincial capital of the Northwest Region, one and half hours from where I will be living and working for the next two years).  I am finishing up with site visit and will be heading back to Bamena tomorrow, squeezing into a run down bus with 19 people, which in the States might comfortably fit 13 people...try to imagine.

Post announcements were announced last week after much anticipation!  I am in 1 of the 2 Anglophone regions, where they speak English, Pidgin (faux-English/special English), and local languages of course, being that there are over 250 spoken in the entire country.  Once I return to Bamena, I will be beginning Pidgin classes and will be able to give you a dose of it!  The local language in Fundong is Kom, and I'm sure I'll be learning a bit of it over the course of my two years.

I will be working in conjunction with an NGO in Fundong called Better Family Foundation (BFF) and they will soon be launching a website.  Their vision and mission is to help families have healthier relationships and lifestyles, through counseling and education.  Additionally, the NGO does community outreach in the health arena...basically, my options for community development and health work will be endless, as I experienced during my few days of site visit.  My counterpart's name is Simon Mbeng, though in Cameroon the last name always is written and often spoken first.  He's a wildly energetic, motivated, educated and generous man and I am looking forward to working with him and the rest of the BFF team, who welcomed me so nicely.

I am replacing a fantastic volunteer named Kim Wilson who was a wonderful host and provided good insight and support regarding living and working in Fundong and just being a Peace Corps Volunteer in general.  Let's begin with my house to be:  1 MASTER bedroom with a connected bathroom and water heater, 2 guest bedrooms, 1 guest bathroom, a large living area and a decent sized kitchen.  Electricity and running water are very consistent and my house is situated in a compound consisting of a night watchman and other educated folks---a social worker, the landlord, and a high school principal.  Pictures will come when I get situated in December.

I met SO many people during my site visit, multiple times and was greeted just as much with the phrase, "You are welcome."  This greeting didn't come without multiple handshakes initially and as we said goodbye.  Keep in mind that in Cameroon handshaking and most other actions using your hands (ie: eating) must be done with your right hand, using the left hand is considered to be dirty and a sign of disrespect.  It's been difficult to get used to since I am a lefty!

Funny story that occurred one evening in Fundong that I think defines the friendliness of the people: 

Kim and I had just finished great conversation and a delicious dinner of grilled whole fish, babaloa (NW equivalent to Baton de Manioc) and much pepe (spicy pepper sauce served throughout the country) thanks to Simon and his wife Rose.  Just as we decided to leave around 7 pm, the electricity in the town went out.  It had been a big market day (every 8 days) and thus it was very busy with many people still remaining in the streets and in town.  As we crossed the street I all of a sudden felt what I thought was a branch next to my big toe in my Reefs.  Turns out it was a thick metal piece that went through my sandals all of the way, just missing my big toe!  Ironically enough, there had been the start of a vaccination campain in the area against TETANUS going on that day!  So, thanks to a car's headlights ahead, I was trying to push the piece out without much success.  Out of nowhere, a random Cameroonian who was selling mini flashlights comes up to help shine a light and when I continued to struggle, he put the sandal into his mouth in order to yank the metal piece out with his mouth.  After successfully getting the piece out, he walked off without a word and just a smile!

So...there will be plenty more to write once I arrive at post and spend the first few months feeling out the population and seeing where there is need, so I will save that for a later date.  There will definitely be opportunities to use my nutrition knowledge and build on that foundation that I already have, in addition to dabbling in other areas of health as well.

Swearing in is on December 2nd, meaning that there are only about 3 more weeks of "Stage" (training) left.  After that point, I should have more regular access to internet as it is pretty efficient in Fundong.

I hope all is well with everyone and I always appreciate hearing what's happening with you stateside via letters, email, texts, calls, etc.  Happy almost Thanksgiving and belated Halloween.

All of my love.
A Bientot.

Saturday, October 3, 2009

Two Weeks In Cameroon...

...and boy do I feel like it has been closer to two months (because I have already experienced so much and not because it has been going slowly or is dreadful). 

There is so much to write and I will attempt to paint you as much of a picture as is possible with a limited amount of internet time.  We have left Yaounde and the Agroforestry volunteers are in a medium sized town called Bangangte and we, Health volunteers, are in a SMALL village (and I mean that, though it turns out there are actually 10,000 people)!  We come and go between the two places both for training courses and personally for my own sanity and freedom.  Last Sunday, another health volunteer, Kim and I jumped in a "bush taxi" [a station wagon with 4 of us in the back and 2 in front next to the driver---imagine me leaning up against a grandma's breasts while she eats corn on the cob in my ear]and came to Bangangte to get our favorite food (omelette de spaghetti, which is 1 or 2 eggs mixed with spaghetti noodles and a tiny bit of tomato and onion and MAGGI [MSG] and piment, yummy spicy pepper sauce) and to cruise around the market and hang out with some of the Agro volunteers.

Let me tell you about my home stay family, which I will say is not an ideal family situation, but one that I can definitely cope with for the remaining 8.5 weeks.  I live with a grandmother and her two granddaughters who are 16 and 18, Sabine and Carole, respectively.  The "father" of the family lives in Yaounde and I haven't met him yet and probably won't, so it's just 4 of us women living ensemble!  Well, I take that back, because in Cameroon, many members of the village spend inordinate amounts of time at other people's houses passing time, helping to cook, clean and such.  There is a backyard with a smoke house (and I mean SMOKE from all of the cooking over a fire) and 2 other houses behind who seem to eat our food and use our latrine and water.  Yeah I said latrine and let me tell you that in addition to the other following "firsts" within my 1st 24 hours, I experienced extreme culture shock:

Diarrhea and peeing in a latrine [a small 3"x3" cutout in the ground...dribble dribble, but luckily my family has the custom of bringing in some water to wash off the area after use]
Cold Bucket Shower [quite exhilarating but I've definitely become accustomed to it]
Trying Rat [Eww...tasted gamey and was tough]
Being locked in my room [because my lock malfunctioned and I thought I'd have to escape out of my screened in window in order to get to training on time]
Living in very small quarters [I haven't taken pictures yet, but imagine a full sized bed with a mosquito net, the bed being unnecessarily big, a wood desk, a trunk and no other room to walk except in a straight line straight ahead after opening my door...but it works]
Not understanding the language and being stared at and laughed at often [since my host family typically speaks the local language, Bamena aka Pattois---when they speak French, it is with a STRONG Cameroonian accent and is very fast]

As I said above, for these reasons and probably more, the culture shock was extreme.  I thought that since I had visited and spent some extensive time in 3rd world countries, I would know what to expect...WRONG.  Staying in hotels with flush toilets, showers and English while walking through shanty towns and villages is NOT the same as living that life!  Being that it's been over a week as of now, it has all definitely become more customary and manageable, so have no fear, I'm surviving and obviously learning a lot about many, many things---that I can't possibly all write down here and now.

My host family is very forceful, telling me to shower 3x/day (I've told them I shower 1x/day and that will be what they should expect) and washing my feet frequently.  It's very ironic since handwashing for them (be it with soap or without) is not in their vocabulary and they clean their floors and dishes with dirt/food soiled rags and water, not thinking it necessary to change the water halfway through.  Oh well, I still walk on their floors [in my house they are tiled in the main area and cement in the bedrooms] and eat off of their plates.  They are also very focused on the notion that I am "RICH" and that they are "POOR" which makes it difficult to want to integrate into their lives and become more familial with them.  I'm enjoying speaking French with other volunteer's families and others in the village and finding ways to fill my time with the other volunteers, SPEAKING ENGLISH!  Don't get me wrong though, we're plenty busy with health technical training, 3.5 hours of French, and other projects in between. 

Great news to end this blog entry, today I was told that I have moved up from Intermediate Mid French to Intermediate High (the level necessary to swear in at the end of training) beginning on Monday!!

I don't know how frequently I'll be able to access the internet during the course of the next 8.5 weeks, so have patience for the next entry. 
In the meantime, here is my cell phone number: 01-237-7011-2714
You can call me from Skype by buying Skype Credit from the main website and can TEXT me for free (free for both you and me) from Skype.
And again, snail mail and packages are HIGHLY welcomed!!!  Please check the side of the blog for a wish list of food/snack items if your feeling generous.

A bientot!