Speaking of the rowdy neighborhood baboons...

>> 29 July 2009

"We have to keep the doors locked at all times. Even the kitchen door, or they'll break in and raid the fridge. When somebody knocks, we have to check its a human being before we answer the door." -Comfort


They are pretty delinquent for being non-human adolescents. Tough Neighborhood.

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Batswana make a laughing sound through their teeth like Ernie on Sesame Street.

I am going to miss the sense of humor here. I can't think of even one person who doesn't know how to make delightful comical conversation. Batswana know how to laugh and make the obviously plain parts of life into comical one liners. Whenever I hear voices raised, I know they are raised in laughter. I'll never forget my first Sunday here. I couldn't believe how many jokes were made over the pulpit at church. Everyone was laughing and rolling around almost in the aisles. I'm off to South Africa now. I could stay another 6 months or a year without flinching, I'm just getting used to it here. Wish I could stay longer.

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I just finished entering surveys


"Its the day before the day before leaving. And I'm busy, busy, busy . . . entering surveys!"
This was the last classroom where we surveyed yesterday afternoon in Kanye. Its pretty large in size and average in its furnishings. It's the oldest school in Kanye. When we got to the school, students were enjoying some free time on a Friday that was almost warm. I brought some students inside this classroom to do surveying. Even though the kids could have been doing anything they wanted, everyone was SO curious about it what was going on inside my classroom. I had stacks of kids looking in the windows at me. In these situations, with 100 eyes on me, everything I say, do, or move I make is hilarious and causes a mountain of laughter. I have to remember NOT to smile at the students while the surveys are being taken or the eruption will stop the surveying! I kept shoeing away the students from the windows because they were loud and distruptive, but it only got worse. Each time I shoed them away, the funnier they thought it was. It was like I was the most interesting thing that had happened in all their lives (or at least all day). In the end, it stayed quieter if I ignored their stares and stopped shoeing them. Not all schools are like this by the way.
Today when I was entering surveys, there was a written response from that classroom that said,
"Ka go Tlhokomela."
This means, "I can take care of you," OR in American slang, more simply, "Hey GURL! You lookin fine. Was yur name?" That's right. I'm totally cool with all the 14 year old boys. Not really what I am looking for, but everybody has their nitch right?

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Gaborone


Not to miss: prepaid phone cards- 7 min=1$
Not to miss: exploding sockets
To miss: Olala doing the splits
To miss: Cookies at every function
To miss: walks home all across the small and beautiful city of Gaborone. This picture of a parliment buildling at night in the center of Gabs was taken on one such walk after work.

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Childline Team

>> 27 July 2009



We finished our big events last week at Childline. First the volunteers from the UK World Challenge came. Then we had our stakeholders workshop with members like UNICEF, magistrates, Police force, Ministry of Education, HIV/AIDS youth program directors, and representatives from the Department of Social Servies. Last was our launch of the 24 hour crisis line. Child Helpline International from the Netherlands came down to give Botswana a global perspective. It was so great. Really. An outstanding week. I was proud of the work Childline has done and been doing in Botswana.
These people are so great to work with. I will miss them. There is a special amount of enthusiasm and passion at Childline. I have learned volumes. As far as the events of last week go, it was a big deal. Miss Botswana came and spoke, her speech was awesome. Also there were some of the artists who shot the music video with us . I hope to be able to show that video sometime. In one week I'll be gone!!! OH NO!

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I've always liked icecream, but this is something else, something more.


I discovered a small grocery/clothing store in the mall called Woolworths where they sell fancy British items. In the back is a fridge of frozen goods. You need to know that here in Bots the icecream (implying dairy), is actually made out of vegetable fat. This frozen fridge holds the only real solace for diary lovers all over Bots. I buy a new flavor whenever I can. Each one is surprisingly better than the last. I was feeling so strongly one afternoon that I sent this feedback to them:

Dear Woolworths,
I am in love with your icecream. I shop at Riverwalk in Gaborone, Botswana.
It is the best part of my week to buy a new flavor. It is unlike any icecream (or yoghurt) I have ever tasted. Thanks for stocking it. NEVER stop.

I meant that. They promptly responded:

Dear Ms Dyer,
We always appreciate hearing from customers, especially when they take the trouble to express their satisfaction. At Woolworths, we are committed to quality in our products and ourservice and take pride in the calibre of our staff. You may be assured that your kind comments have been passed on.
Kind Regards
Jacky Van Der BergCustomer Services -Email
Administrator


Isn't the world a great place when consumer and supplier can sit down together and eat icecream?

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Kgale Hill

>> 23 July 2009

As you can see, Botswana is quite flat. Kgale hill is the hill to go up if you hike anywhere. It's on the edge of town and has a great view of the area from the top. I attempted to hike this hill about 2.5 months ago and was chased down the mountain by baboons. No seriously.
Saturday, with a pretty big group (aka baboon proof), we trail blazed to the top.

Gabs doesn't have trash everywhere, people are employed to pick it up. However, there is a certain lack of accountability missing in the trash littering department. Wouldn't you agree?
This picture for Amelia S. and Stacie E.

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The soggy blanket check point

>> 21 July 2009



The highlight of a 13 hour bus I took from Kasane to Gaborone was the Foot and Mouth checkpoint. At these, everyone disembarks from the bus and walks over a soggy blanket as I am demonstrating here. The bus drives through a puddle and then everyone gets back on. Simple. Apparently, they do this so that the European Union will still buy their beef. This is not the same check point from a story you may have already heard about occuring on my 4th of July. To read it, click on the comments.

(P.S. Just look at that African sky!)

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"You have gained weight."

>> 16 July 2009

I arbitrarily decided to wait until the 8th time I was told this to blog about it. That was yesterday. It's amazing to me that they can even tell. It's like they have a calorie radar built into their eyeballs.

I hitch-hiked home from Molepolole today. Its not only common here, there is a set national rate for hitch hikers to pay their driver. As we got closer to University of Bots I noticed he had an open bottle. Oh dear! Its just like that psycho educational course I taught last month. "What should you do if you notice the driver of your vehicle is drinking?"

I made casual conversation while judging his reaction time to impending problems in the road. I found that minus the slurred speech, he was effortlessly guiding the car around Gabs. This is more than I can say for most sober drivers here. He dropped me off at the UB campus bar and bid me farewell. He refused to take my money even saying, "Oh but if I see you that side (USA), you can do the same for me." Oh Africa, I'm going to miss you so much when I am gone!

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My orthodontist's name was Dr. Pitts

>> 12 July 2009

Isn't that funny?
It still is to me, 10 years later.

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Spending time in my head

>> 10 July 2009


Sometimes I spend time in my head narrating my life to myself.
Then I give my life imaginary headlines like, "No one knew she had owned the shirt for two years and hadn't worn it once. Even though it was one of just 5 shirts she brought to Africa, she still hadn't found a place to wear it. There weren't many places one could wear an insect repellant shirt, but if there was one place in the world to wear it, it was the delta. It had no business being white when it was an outdoors shirt anyway. She wasn't sorry she owned it when she saw this picture. White seems to be a great color on most people."
Whenever this happens, I know its been too long since I've had sustained social interaction. Which is why tonight we decided to have a party to say goodbye to my roommate Amelia at church. It was fun, yet I was still glad the bishop kicked us out of the church by 10.
""Dang!" she thought, "I'm doing it again, even after the party." She thought of bed, and how her back still ached from the thin smashed mattress. With that thought she decided she needed to stop caring if her post was funny or not. Funny was just a life long pursuit she had in mind, not the missing sentence in her blog."

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Okavango Delta

>> 08 July 2009

The delta is a swamp in the Kalahari where most of Africa's water ends up and then evaporates away. Crocs, hippos, Zebras, Elephants, Lions, and you know... different kinds of deer with fancy names like Impala and Wildebeast. About 70% of the islands in the delta began as termite mounds. They get around in Makoro boats. Think itlay, but without the gelato, architecture, and roman catholic church.

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900 million liters per second

>> 05 July 2009

Victoria Falls from a helicopter.

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