Friday, May 29, 2009

Love note text message (updated)

For the french inclined. I couldn't resist posting the following text that I received two nights ago. This was either a wrong number (most probable), a prank or someone got a hold of my number.* These kind of texts are more common here than you'd think. This one is sweet.

"Bjr. Coma cava? Gesper bin. Il fai 2 jur. Jaitai au vilag é jai di ... Jé pensé a twa. Fo m di si sété drol o bète. :) a plus. Rober"


* New information: turns out this was sent by a faux typey PCV with the initials RJH, who thankfully will be ETing COSing soon-ish. :)

Thursday, May 28, 2009

School is out!

I just attended the last teacher meeting of the school year. All that remains is a small shindig tonight, but everything is now officially over!

I haven't taken many pictures of my students, mostly because I don't like getting my camera out. (The kids get much too excited.) Here are a couple pictures my 5ème Math class taking their end of school tests.

Whoa I know... another blog post!

I must be getting bored or something. Anyway here's a story:

While I was in Ouaga last week, another volunteer and I went on a mission to find "the soap place". To clarify we weren't trying to by soap; "the soap place" sells all the materials one needs to make soap. I had been hearing about this shop since my arrival in Burkina and the part of me that likes to play with chemicals was dying to see it.


Making soap is an income generating activity for many women in village. In fact, I just bought two bottles of homemade liquid soap from my neighbor yesterday. (each bottle costs 100 cfa, ~ 25¢) Some volunteers work with women's groups that communally make things, such as soap, to sell.


These bottles do not contain either Sprite or Fanta, just cleverly colored liquid soap.


Going back to the store, which according to "everyone" is located downtown "not far from Marina Market". That's all the directions we had. So we started at Marina where a lady told us to go down the street two blocks and that we would "smell the soap". We tried that, but with all the faux-types (what we call the really obnoxious street vendors) shadowing and haranguing us we ended up a bit lost.


Rule #1: never appear lost. At this point a guy walking past me opened the zipper of my hip belt backpack pocket. Luckily I had taken everything out of that pocket. [I have a general anti-theft backpack strategy that so far has worked well. (see pictures below)] Needless to say this motivated us to not look lost. A very nice lady at a street boutique gave us excellent directions and we eventually made it to the soap store.


hip belt backpack pocket (what an awkward name!)

To deter thieves take two zippers and...

... weave their cords together. I put everything in the compartments that I can close like this.


The first lady wasn't joking though. You could smell the chemicals from almost half a block away! Outside the door was a table with various jars of perfume oils labeled "fleur mélange", "citrus", "vanille" etc. Almost the Body Shop scented oil collection, almost. Inside the store on the right was a shelf with plastic bags full of powdered dyes hanging all over it. The dyes were sold by 10 g sachets (plastic bags). Hanging next to the dyes were powdered sulfur, aluminum salts and other salts. To the left of the door were huge 55 gallon drums of various bulk chemicals. I noticed potassium hydroxide and bleach, but I'm still really curious about the rest. The chemical smell was completely overpowering.


You could keep going straight through the small "lobby" area to what appeared to be a chemical storeroom. Before that though there was a window where you placed your order. The man there wrote out a ticket/receipt which you then gave to another guy who gathered everything together.


Side story: I touched one of the sachets of blue dye. I knew it was a bad idea, but I couldn't help myself, it was so pretty! The workers were amused and shocked that I had blue dye all over my hands and also that I didn't seem too concerned about it. I made a joke about being a schtroumpf (smurf), but I think it fell flat. One of them took me out front to wash it off. Here was his method:

1. smeared motor oil over the affected area (still not sure what this did, the dye was supposedly water based);
2. rinsed with water;
3. while rinsing he poured bleach over my hands;
4. kept rinsing until the water in the little pot ran out (enough to get most of the base off).
Well it worked like a charm and my hands smelled like bleach for the rest of the day!

Saturday, May 23, 2009

"Wooo Hoooo!" – words of happiness from the sagacious beloved

Woo hoo #1: School is over! Yes things have finally come to an end(ish) for my first year here in Burkina. I contemplated writing an expository post on my first year of teaching, but I just can't bring myself to do it and I don't know why. The time has gone by extremely fast considering that I will have been here a whole year at the beginning of June. Although time almost always goes fast for the overworked and stressed (it hasn't been too stressful here).

School actually ended for me the May 15(ish). There were multiple "grèves syndicats" (union strikes) May 13 – 16, the week I had chosen for my final exams. So I bumped them up to the week before with my last test being on May 8. I handed the tests back and told the kids their grades the following week, entered the grades in the books on May 14 and proctored the national tests (kind of like the CTBS assessment tests) on the 15th. Et voilà! ... I was finished(ish). Technically we still had school last week, but students had gone back to village, teachers went on a mini-vacation and everyone was just too tired to keep going. Our conseils (teacher meetings) are May 25 – 27 and then I guess everything is officially over.

There remains only the big tests, the BEPC (entrance exam for lycée - 2nd cycle) and the BAC, on June 4th and 18th respectively.

Woo hoo #2: I'm coming back to the US for a much needed vacation at the end of June! How I feel about this can be summed up by :o) and >^··^< (kind of ... really this is just cutely weird and I couldn't resist sharing).

Woo hoo #3: I can now identify when the french subjunctive should be used ... some of the time.

Woo hoo #4: I finished the "Twilight" series. My brain will hopefully return to pre-"Twilight" levels shortly. Although I must admit I've watch the move a few times because of the scenary (filmed in Oregon and Washington). The Olympic Peninsula is my favorite region of Washington State and the book takes place not far from my favorite beach.

Woo hoo #5: I just turned 30 and the first big rain of the season happened on my birthday. Doesn't get much better than that!

Ceiling Fans

At the moment I'm sitting on the porch at the Peace Corps house in Ouaga. The sky is blue, there's a nice breeze, a ceiling fan overhead and a productive mango tree nearby. Oh and there's a big yellow and black butterfly.

I finally slept straight through last night and woke up this morning at 8:30! This hasn't happened in months. It's been so hot in Ouahigouya the past couple of months that sleeping well has been impossible. (Think about how hard it is to sleep in the summer when the temperature hits the 90's... without air conditioning.) The temperature in my house has been hovering around 100 °F at night. Most people here sleep outside, but since I'm in a bigger city I don't feel comfortable doing that by myself. So I moved my lit pico (cot) into my living room under my big ceiling fan, which is the solution to and source of my problem.

Why fans are fantastic:
1. In order to stay cool in temperatures higher than your body temp (98.6 °F) you need to sweat.
2. The fan helps evaporate the sweat off your skin thereby cooling you down.

Why fans are sleep reducing:
1. They increase the evaporation rate of your sweat.
2. This means you sweat more.
3. Eventually you've lost so much water you can't swallow, blink or sweat one more drop.
4. You must replenish the fluids lost. For me this means waking up every 1 to 2 hours to drink.

Friday, May 1, 2009

Books!

Here are some recent books I've read:

"No god but God" by Reza Aslan- This book is a must read for everyone. Seriously go find it and read it now. The author sketches and narrates an excellent history of Islam from Muhammad to present day.

"Tipping Point" and "Blink" by Malcolm Gladwell - My favorite was "Tipping Point", but both are excellent. Interesting ideas made fascinating by good storytelling.

"Mixed Emotions" by Greg Child (Thanks Rachel!) - I've always loved reading Greg Child's articles in climbing magazines. This book is a compilation of his early writing. It was so refreshing to read a good book on alpinism considering how hot it is here!

"Twilight" and "New Moon" by Stephanie Meyer - If you're looking for quick, no-thinking reads look no further than this vampire series. Each took a day to read. The second book was much better than the first, but I'm scared to reach for the third and fourth books. [For a great vampire book though may I recommend "Sunshine" by Robin McKinley.]

Dust Bunnies and Other Tales

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1) It just hit me that April is over and I didn't post anything for the whole month.

2) I found scorpion number 11 under the food canteen in my kitchen, which I killed by accident. I was really trying to kill a cockroach. I moved the canteen then smacked the roach with my fly swatter. Unfortunately I really pissed off the dust bunny next to the roach because it started to move belligerently! (The "dust bunny" was the scorpion, guess I should wear my glasses around the house more.)


Where to begin... Since my last post was a while ago and so many things have happened I'm taking a bullet point strategy here.

  • At the end of March I did something strange ... I went to Ouaga for FUN! Yes Ouaga is still not a favorite city, but there are perks such as concerts and football games. I saw a very short, but very good, concert given by Bil Aka Kora and the Burkina Faso/Guinea soccer game (which we won 4-2), a 2010 World Cup qualifying match. I discovered that I really miss concerts and soccer games are a lot of fun to watch in person. The next match is June 20: Burkina/Côte d'Ivoire. Should be crazy since they're archrivals. At the last qualifying match in Côte d'Ivoire people were actually killed!
  • The 3rd trimester started April 1st. This is the shortest trimester being only a month-ish long. We should go until the middle of May, but there's talk of strikes, the kids are tired, I'm tired and the heat is unbearable. (more "heat" discussion later) I'm giving my last tests next week. This is good since I'm practically in "survival mode" right now. For anyone who has hiked back to the car from Longs Peak (Goblins Forest/Longs Peak trail), this feels like the "last-mile-that-never-ends". I'm tired and sweaty and sleep is a beautiful dream.
  • But before the end of school fatigue set in I managed to get in some craziness. The 3rd annual Hard Core Party was in Djibo (gee-bo) on April 11th. What makes a party "hard core"? Well you see April is the hottest month (more in a bit) and Djibo is in the Sahel which means that it's normally hot and sandy. Put the two together and you have the perfect time and venue for a party... if you're hard core. Just to make it more insane another volunteer and I opted not to take the bus to Djibo and biked instead (113 km or ~ 70 mi.) the day before. It was a lot of fun until about noon and then it got very hot and windy. Luckily we made to a village 25 km from Djibo at 1pm and crashed at another volunteer's house until it cooled off. We weren't completely crazy! :) Anyway, I love Djibo! It has a laid back atmosphere, a cool barrage and camels.

Road to Djibo


camel!


  • It's "Feeling HOT, HOT, HOT" here! My last post mentioned that it was getting hot, now it IS. Let's put it this way 95°F (35°C) is comfortable and kind of pleasant and my house is roughly on average 108°F (42.2°C) during the day. I can't stop sweating! When the sweat does stop that means I really need to restock fluids. Amusingly I've observed a 5 second delay between drinking water and starting to sweat. Weird. Other hot notes: I have one shower temperature – hot, strategically placing toilet paper under your clothes in precisely 3 locations helps keep the sweat from traveling, wrapping yourself in went fabric allows you to get almost 3 hours of sleep and dust + sweat is very uncomfortable. Tuulgo tara mam! ("I'm hot!" or literally "The heat has me!")