So... It's been a while since I've written, but I don't want to flood you with wordy descriptions and stories. Instead I'll give you a few gems:
Benn: The president lives a short, pretty much straight drive from the airport, which happens to go along the road that I live off of. When he is coming back from taking a trip, which seems to be relatively often, it is suddenly necessary to get him back to his house ASAP, nothing can stop him! They block off all acess to the road, making people turn around or wait for him to go by. Then, at lightening speed his fleet of police cars, trucks and big black SUVs come whizzing by, with a few motorcycles to pave the way. Individual guards have to stand at every intersection to make sure no one is in the road. Needless to say, it's a huge ordeal, and kind of exciting and probably unnecessary. Speaking of the presidentm he is 81 and running for presedency again this winter. He also looks like he came out of a horror movie because he has very little facial expression.
Naar: A while ago I was walking to school along that same road, past the small shack-compound and in front of the sign that said TUMMYTUCKS above a white woman lying on her stomach in a bathing suit. Next to the sign was a group of about 7 boys all under the age of 10 naked, throwing water at eachother. I smiled at the funny image of it all, and as I was looking over I caught their attention. They however, thought that I was the funny one, and all started pointing at me. The irony of the whole scene still tickles me, and seems almost representative of how I feel here: a little out of place, struck by ironies of the first world clashing with the third, being laughed at and laughing at it all.
Nett: Wolof is not so easy for me to pick up, but it is getting better. I've noticed a bit of a change in the way people treat me when I make an effort to speak it too, it gives them something for them to joke about and for us to laugh about. Also university courses are becoming a headache to deal with, not because they are hard or anything, but because so far they have failed to exist. Today is day three of trying classes and hoping that the professor will decide to come. Eventually they may pick up, but it looks like I have a lot of free time to figure other parts of my life out, apart from academics and such.
I hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving. We tried to replicate it, and did a pretty good job for what we had to work with. It may be one of the only thanksgivings that I will have that includes having to change clothes because of the hot hot day and going to a huge market to haggle for prices of zuchini and green beans.
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Saturday, November 04, 2006
Back in Dakar
My sister brought it to my attention that I've written on Thursdays for the past three weeks...until now. Inconsistant! The fact is, I no longer have free internet access every day. Instead I am spending more time taking advantage of the city and it's many offerings, or at least trying to. Yesterday for example another student and I spent a good chunk of money to swim in the Piscine Olympique. It was really peaceful and huge and totally worth the money. I'm also trying to run more to explore the area around my house. It's not hard, but it is a task to dodge people and to pretend that I don't see them staring at me. I just figure the more I look like a 13 year old boy, the better it is, so that's what I shoot for when I leave the house.
Coming back to Dakar has been interesting for me. I can actually see how much more comfortable I am here with the culture and everything. Some new students are here, have been here for 3 weeks, and I can see them going through the same conversations that we had. They seem like trivial worries to me now, 8 weeks into my stay. At the same time it becomes more and more obvious that I will never blend in here. You may think this is a funny idea, and I myself didn't ever expect to fit in, but it's interesting to see the ways in which I've become comforable and in which I am and will always be my American self. Also interesting to see that by coming to a culture centered around groups, I feel like I'm becoming more of an individual.
Coming back to Dakar has been interesting for me. I can actually see how much more comfortable I am here with the culture and everything. Some new students are here, have been here for 3 weeks, and I can see them going through the same conversations that we had. They seem like trivial worries to me now, 8 weeks into my stay. At the same time it becomes more and more obvious that I will never blend in here. You may think this is a funny idea, and I myself didn't ever expect to fit in, but it's interesting to see the ways in which I've become comforable and in which I am and will always be my American self. Also interesting to see that by coming to a culture centered around groups, I feel like I'm becoming more of an individual.
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Ba Beneen, Yoff
It's already time to leave Yoff, and head back to my family in Dakar. I have mixed feelings about this, but am really happy that I got to come here and see another perspective, meet new people, etc. Yoff is a suburb of Dakar, or another neighborhood in Dakar depending on who you talk to, but it does have a smaller feel to it. Like the other night I took my host cousin to a party my friend's host brother was having, and of course they just happened to know each other since kindergarten. And when we said we had to pick up our friend at the Ndiaye's house, they knew where that was too. Small.
Monday was Korité, the end of Ramadan. It was not as exciting as I thought it would be for how much they talked about it beforehand, but it was a good day nonetheless. I put a ton of pictures up from it on my webshots page which gives a good idea of what it was like: Eating and getting dressed up for pictures. Part of the dressing up in the afternoon, after eating, is for when they go to visit other people. I don't know how they decide who goes and who stays, but people were coming by all afternoon and night, and my host mom and aunts went out at least once.
More exciting news...I found this kind of yogurt that has millet in it. Millet is like couscous only larger, and it tastes really good with vanilla yogurt. A tub of it is about 70cents and has been my lunch for the last couple of days. I also have baguettes every day. Makes me miss France :).
Overall...comfortable. I'm getting more and more comfortable every day. Life is good.
Enjoy the cold for me all you people in the US.
Monday was Korité, the end of Ramadan. It was not as exciting as I thought it would be for how much they talked about it beforehand, but it was a good day nonetheless. I put a ton of pictures up from it on my webshots page which gives a good idea of what it was like: Eating and getting dressed up for pictures. Part of the dressing up in the afternoon, after eating, is for when they go to visit other people. I don't know how they decide who goes and who stays, but people were coming by all afternoon and night, and my host mom and aunts went out at least once.
More exciting news...I found this kind of yogurt that has millet in it. Millet is like couscous only larger, and it tastes really good with vanilla yogurt. A tub of it is about 70cents and has been my lunch for the last couple of days. I also have baguettes every day. Makes me miss France :).
Overall...comfortable. I'm getting more and more comfortable every day. Life is good.
Enjoy the cold for me all you people in the US.
Thursday, October 19, 2006
Three fiancees, one husband
Not a lot is going on right now. I keep going between being really happy being here and being really frustrated at how hard it is to live here. However the hard parts often turn into the most rewarding parts as well. For example, the past couple nights I have been trying to figure out how to interact with my host family more. They speak wolof amongst themselves which I don't understand, and it's always hard to just show up and expect to fit into a family, so I've spent a lot of time sitting awkwardly with them, trying to think of things to say. I tried playing cards the other night, and for some reason that too was really awkward too. But then, breakthrough, I have figured out how I canoke around with them and make them laugh: telling them that I have three fiancees and one husband, showing them how I've learned some African dance and practicing my horrible Wolof, for example.
Yeah, I have been taking dance classes. They are really fun and the teacher is very good. The only thing is that they aren't allowed to drum during ramadan, so we have to dance to his verbal drumming. The end of ramadan is Monday or Tuesday, depending on the moon and the religious leaders who decide when the next lunar month starts. The day is called Korite and we get the whole day off to par-tay. I had a new outfit (boubou) made for the occasion. I put pictures up on the site.
They say that the weather will cool down in November, but it's still very hot here. The day you Michiganders got snow, it was high 80s, low 90s and sunny here. I haven't actually been swimming here in Yoff, which is crazy since I live on the beach, but I have been running on the beach which is really nice. Some mornings we'll see huge groups of people pulling fishing nets out of the water, while women wait with huge plastic basins to collect the fish.
What else would be interesting... polygamy! Polygamy is all the rage here. You'd think that maybe since it's a developing country it would be becoming less popular, but everyone says that it's not going down in popularity very quickly at all. I have not talked to a single woman who supports it, but they actually have little to say in the matter. The guys I've talked to say that there is are too many women, so they're actually helping everyone to have a husband. Plus, it's better than just having a mistress, right? The society is used to it and their religion supports it. And they are very religious. The thing that is hard for me to understand, is how a man would marry a second wife when he KNOWS that his first wife doesn't want him too. Men have been known to get a second wife when things aren't going well for them, or when they're going through what we would call a mid-life crisis. In the past and in some villages, it was more appropriate. Women sometimes will have so much work to do around the house that it just makes more economic sense to have your husband get a second wife to help you do the work. But here and now, I can't see the sense in it. My family in Yoff is the second family of the father, who's only around a few days a week. I wish I could broach the subject with them, but I think it's rather touchy. That's my biased take on it. :)
Once again, I'm writing too much. I apologize.
Thanks everyone for your emails, they keep me positive.
Yeah, I have been taking dance classes. They are really fun and the teacher is very good. The only thing is that they aren't allowed to drum during ramadan, so we have to dance to his verbal drumming. The end of ramadan is Monday or Tuesday, depending on the moon and the religious leaders who decide when the next lunar month starts. The day is called Korite and we get the whole day off to par-tay. I had a new outfit (boubou) made for the occasion. I put pictures up on the site.
They say that the weather will cool down in November, but it's still very hot here. The day you Michiganders got snow, it was high 80s, low 90s and sunny here. I haven't actually been swimming here in Yoff, which is crazy since I live on the beach, but I have been running on the beach which is really nice. Some mornings we'll see huge groups of people pulling fishing nets out of the water, while women wait with huge plastic basins to collect the fish.
What else would be interesting... polygamy! Polygamy is all the rage here. You'd think that maybe since it's a developing country it would be becoming less popular, but everyone says that it's not going down in popularity very quickly at all. I have not talked to a single woman who supports it, but they actually have little to say in the matter. The guys I've talked to say that there is are too many women, so they're actually helping everyone to have a husband. Plus, it's better than just having a mistress, right? The society is used to it and their religion supports it. And they are very religious. The thing that is hard for me to understand, is how a man would marry a second wife when he KNOWS that his first wife doesn't want him too. Men have been known to get a second wife when things aren't going well for them, or when they're going through what we would call a mid-life crisis. In the past and in some villages, it was more appropriate. Women sometimes will have so much work to do around the house that it just makes more economic sense to have your husband get a second wife to help you do the work. But here and now, I can't see the sense in it. My family in Yoff is the second family of the father, who's only around a few days a week. I wish I could broach the subject with them, but I think it's rather touchy. That's my biased take on it. :)
Once again, I'm writing too much. I apologize.
Thanks everyone for your emails, they keep me positive.
Thursday, October 12, 2006
YOFF
I thought I'd give you a little more on Yoff, the village/suburb of Dakar where I have been for a week and a half...
It's just as hot as Dakar. HOT. But everyone knows just about everyone else, and it doesn't really feel like a city here, even though it looks the same. People are supposedly more traditional, but I haven't seen much of a difference overall.
Yoff is known for the Lebou people that have lived here for a very very long time. They are traditionally fishermen, however lately the fish off the coast have been disappearing due to big boats that have destroyed their environment and over-fishing in the area. This is a tragedy that doesn't seem to have a solution right now. The Lebou also are known for their spiritual life. I mentioned that 95% of the country is Muslim, however it's always mixed with animistic beliefs. This is incredibly confusing for me, just because it is so ingrained in their lives and they don't talk about it that much. They believe in Genies, who were created by God and who are themselves Muslim (right now you can't summon them or feed them during the day, since they too are fasting for Ramadan). They were created to carry out God's work. You need to keep them happy (don't mess up) so that they don't get angry at you and cause harm to your family. You need to give them offerings of milk, blood or whole goats at certain times. (This last rule isn't followed by a majority of the people in the city, but they say it becomes more ritualistic as you move inside the country). Families and regions also have their own totem animals or women (yes, yes, women next to animals, not the first time I'll mention that) whom the genies will inhabit and protect them, as long as they are good to that animal. For example, a region outside of Dakar, Khaolak, the komodo dragon is their totem. They cannot kill it or harm it in any way. Some friends here told a story of a family in Khaolak who sets out food for a Komodo dragon that just walks into their house and leaves in peace.
The people also often wear gris gris to prevent them from harmful genies. I still haven't understood how genies can be bad since they're created by God, and I am not sure I'll ever get a clear answer. Anyways last night I went to a soccer game which was really cool/interesting for a lot of reasons. During the game the power went out (like it seems to do every day here, so it was no surprise). Immediately everyone pulled out their cell phones and there was a sea of blue, white and pink dots across the stadium. When the lights came back on about 5 minutes later, there was a fight on the field because someone from one team tried to steal the gris gris that was protecting the goal of the other team. The police came out and tried to break it up. The police are always at soccer games- both the crowd and the players can get pretty rowdy. My friend and I were the only toubabs and 2 of about 20 women in a crowd of 3,000. That was a fun experience.
That's all for today folks!
p.s. I always enjoy emails, wink wink nudge nudge. :)
It's just as hot as Dakar. HOT. But everyone knows just about everyone else, and it doesn't really feel like a city here, even though it looks the same. People are supposedly more traditional, but I haven't seen much of a difference overall.
Yoff is known for the Lebou people that have lived here for a very very long time. They are traditionally fishermen, however lately the fish off the coast have been disappearing due to big boats that have destroyed their environment and over-fishing in the area. This is a tragedy that doesn't seem to have a solution right now. The Lebou also are known for their spiritual life. I mentioned that 95% of the country is Muslim, however it's always mixed with animistic beliefs. This is incredibly confusing for me, just because it is so ingrained in their lives and they don't talk about it that much. They believe in Genies, who were created by God and who are themselves Muslim (right now you can't summon them or feed them during the day, since they too are fasting for Ramadan). They were created to carry out God's work. You need to keep them happy (don't mess up) so that they don't get angry at you and cause harm to your family. You need to give them offerings of milk, blood or whole goats at certain times. (This last rule isn't followed by a majority of the people in the city, but they say it becomes more ritualistic as you move inside the country). Families and regions also have their own totem animals or women (yes, yes, women next to animals, not the first time I'll mention that) whom the genies will inhabit and protect them, as long as they are good to that animal. For example, a region outside of Dakar, Khaolak, the komodo dragon is their totem. They cannot kill it or harm it in any way. Some friends here told a story of a family in Khaolak who sets out food for a Komodo dragon that just walks into their house and leaves in peace.
The people also often wear gris gris to prevent them from harmful genies. I still haven't understood how genies can be bad since they're created by God, and I am not sure I'll ever get a clear answer. Anyways last night I went to a soccer game which was really cool/interesting for a lot of reasons. During the game the power went out (like it seems to do every day here, so it was no surprise). Immediately everyone pulled out their cell phones and there was a sea of blue, white and pink dots across the stadium. When the lights came back on about 5 minutes later, there was a fight on the field because someone from one team tried to steal the gris gris that was protecting the goal of the other team. The police came out and tried to break it up. The police are always at soccer games- both the crowd and the players can get pretty rowdy. My friend and I were the only toubabs and 2 of about 20 women in a crowd of 3,000. That was a fun experience.
That's all for today folks!
p.s. I always enjoy emails, wink wink nudge nudge. :)
Saturday, October 07, 2006
Photos
In addition to changing the format (which you'll have to tell me if it's awful), I added a link to my photos. I thought it would be more practical that way. They don't do justice to what I have been seeing the most here, because I am afraid to whip out my camera in public most of the time. There will be many more to come, I promise.
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
Ocean View
The first three weeks of my program were in the center of Dakar, where we took wolof courses and had cultural orientation sessions. Now, for the next 4 weeks we are in Yoff, which is only about 20 minutes outside of Dakar, but which has a much different feel. The program here is with CRESP, which is an organization started by an American woman that works with sustainable development in this area, and in educating people from all over about sustainable development.
Dakar is crazy. It's busy like any large city, and there are people everywhere, like most big cities I think. The main difference that is visible, is that there are goats everywhere and there aren't that many tall buildings. There is a lot of dirt, so much so that when I come back from going anywhere, I like to wash my feet and lower legs.
Some things I really like are how the babies are carried on their mother's backs with a cloth. Sometimes it's a special one made especially for babies, other times it's just a big piece of cloth. Like in the past 2 days I have seen women carrying babies with cloth that matches their outfit. They are so classy in so many ways! I'll put up pictures soon, I promise. I also love that people are very relaxed here. Things move slower, and you can feel the relaxed-ness in the air almost. People are busy, but not too busy to stop and talk to someone. Or they just aren't at all busy. It's interesting to know how that feels, since I am so used to going going going all the time. Or at least feeling like I should be going going going.
Here in Yoff, I have a room on the roof with a view of the ocean. The room isn't great, but the view is wonderful. I also started fasting with my family for Ramadan. They started a while ago and I've had a cold, and I just got hungry, so I haven't started until now. That means that I got up at 5 to have a breakfast of mostly chocolate products and went back to sleep until 9. We get to eat again when the sun goes down. They have a tradition of breaking the fast with a hot drink, like tea or coffee, and dates and maybe some bread. Then they pray, and we eat dinner. Every family is a little different, but in general it goes like that. The extent to which their religion plays a part in their lives is really cool to see, especially since 95 per cent of the country is Muslim.
This is getting long, like I promised myself I wouldn't do, but I hope it's interesting to you all. I could write about a lot of things, so let me know if you want to know about something in particular.
Hope all is well!!
Dakar is crazy. It's busy like any large city, and there are people everywhere, like most big cities I think. The main difference that is visible, is that there are goats everywhere and there aren't that many tall buildings. There is a lot of dirt, so much so that when I come back from going anywhere, I like to wash my feet and lower legs.
Some things I really like are how the babies are carried on their mother's backs with a cloth. Sometimes it's a special one made especially for babies, other times it's just a big piece of cloth. Like in the past 2 days I have seen women carrying babies with cloth that matches their outfit. They are so classy in so many ways! I'll put up pictures soon, I promise. I also love that people are very relaxed here. Things move slower, and you can feel the relaxed-ness in the air almost. People are busy, but not too busy to stop and talk to someone. Or they just aren't at all busy. It's interesting to know how that feels, since I am so used to going going going all the time. Or at least feeling like I should be going going going.
Here in Yoff, I have a room on the roof with a view of the ocean. The room isn't great, but the view is wonderful. I also started fasting with my family for Ramadan. They started a while ago and I've had a cold, and I just got hungry, so I haven't started until now. That means that I got up at 5 to have a breakfast of mostly chocolate products and went back to sleep until 9. We get to eat again when the sun goes down. They have a tradition of breaking the fast with a hot drink, like tea or coffee, and dates and maybe some bread. Then they pray, and we eat dinner. Every family is a little different, but in general it goes like that. The extent to which their religion plays a part in their lives is really cool to see, especially since 95 per cent of the country is Muslim.
This is getting long, like I promised myself I wouldn't do, but I hope it's interesting to you all. I could write about a lot of things, so let me know if you want to know about something in particular.
Hope all is well!!
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