Morokeni (hello) blog readers!

Sorry for the long gap in between posts… I have not one legitimate excuse, there have been a combination of deterrents. In any case, I’ll try to catch you up a bit!

Bad news first…Bekah (my dog) is gone. She has disappeared into my village somewhere, most likely not on her own volition. My friends here in Mayenzere tell me it is not unlikely that someone has taken her. It’s very sad, but it’s been about a month now…so I don’t think she’s coming back.

Happier things:

I’m proud to announce the school library opened on March 4^th, and has been a huge success so far! The first day it was open we had 70 visitors, and since then we’ve been averaging about 50. The room is small, so all the learners line up outside and I let a few in at a time, trying to keep the internal chaos to a minimum. Everywhere I go I see learners carrying their library books… I’ve even had to ask a few to put their books away while I’m teaching! Each of my English classes elected 4 library helpers, who I have been teaching how to check books in and out, repair older books and organize the books into their classifications. Most of the books were here when I came to Mayenzere, but they were in boxes in a classroom, not being used. I’ve also had some donations from family in the US, and the Ministry of Education even sent some to our school last week! So, slowly but surely, the collection is growing.

Teaching is going well, for the most part. I have bad days of course…where every lesson I planned goes horribly wrong, or simply goes over their heads, or is interrupted by a mandatory teachers meeting… but the good days make up for all of that. I’m constantly discovering new areas where my students need help, and those topics get recycled into my lessons for the next week. For instance, last week I discovered that my 6^th graders had no idea what an opposite was, and my 7^th graders didn’t know the word weather… so this week we’re learning antonyms and weather vocabulary. :) Sometimes I get so caught up in the idea of preparing them for the outrageous exams they must take, that I forget that my learners have only been speaking English a few years… sometime it’s good to take a few steps back and realize that we need to go back to the beginning and lay some more groundwork. So, it’s a learning process for all of us. But I think we’ll accomplish a lot this year!

I’ve been staying very busy the past month or two, I’ve hardly been in my village a whole weekend! (My towering laundry pile is evidence of this!) Among my travels have been two trips to Windhoek for Peace Corps meetings. One of them was a planning meeting for Camp Glow (Girls and guys leading our world). It’s a youth camp for Namibians, focusing on topics like leadership, self-esteem, health, and co-operation. I’m very excited about it – especially because one of my grade 7 learners has been accepted to go! I’m very proud of her, and glad she’ll get this opportunity to meet other learners from around Namibia, and develop her skills as a leader. I’ve also spent some time in Rundu, saying goodbye to the group 33 volunteers as they finished their service and started heading home.

This weekend I also had to pleasure of hosting my first couch surfers! Couchsurfers.org is a website dedicated to helping travelers make connections with people all over the world. When I edited my profile with my Namibian information, I was not really expecting a lot of interest… but I’ve had two requests already! Last night I had the awesome opportunity to host 3 Ukrainians who have been traveling all over southern Africa. It was great to hear about their trip, tell them a bit about Kavango, and learn from then about Ukrainian culture.

Okay….I think that all for now! If any of you have any questions, I’d be happy to answer them, just leave me a comment or message me on facebook! Mbaa (good bye) for now!

a non-cohesive update on life

Okay…so I’ve been waiting for my random thoughts to magically organize themselves into a cohesive blog post for a few weeks now. Unfortunately that hasn’t happened. So, instead…here are some rambling, rabbit trail musings! :)

1) Murphy’s Law of Rainy Season Urination – No matter how long it’s been since you emptied your bladder, when it starts pouring, you WILL need to pee. Badly. And you’ll end up in an internal wrestling match over whether or not to get soaked on your way to the latrine, or endure the torture or staying inside and listening to the (normally beautiful but currently awful) sound of rain hitting your thatched roof. Every. Single. Time.

2) Meetings in Namibia can be… overwhelming. I’m not even sure that’s the right word. My beginning of term staff meeting began at 1:00pm, just after school let out, and I got home at 6:00pm. Let’s just say, surviving a meeting can take some considerable strategic planning.

The Sestito Guide to Nam Meeting Survival

step 1 – Have a good morning. Do whatever you need to do to put yourself in             a good mood. Listen to happy music, treat yourself to some American goodies (like Starbucks via!)… anything that will give you positive energy. Trust me, you’ll need it.

step 2 – Eat before the meeting, even if you’re not hungry yet. By the middle, you’ll be starving.

step 3 – Prepare a mental list of things to think about once you zone out.

step 4 – Always begin the meeting with your water bottle less than full. At some point, you’ll want to stretch your legs… and filling it up will be a good             excuse.

step 5 – smile! :)

3) Shitenges, a traditional cloth in my region are amazing. I always have one with me now. Always. Somehow a piece of fabric, about two yards long, has become an integral accessory to everyday life. I’m keeping a running list of all the ways to use them I’ve come across.

- As clothing. Most women in the village wear them as a wrapped skirt. I’ve also used mine as a beach cover-up, shawl, and dress.

- As shade. While walking in the sun, draping a shitenge over your head is surprisingly helpful. Also, if the sun is shining into the car, you can use it as an instant window shade. :)

- As a shower curtain.

- As a quick dry towel.

- To carry laundry, or other various items

- To carry babies (I thought they deserved their own bullet point…)

- To cushion your head when carrying heavy containers of water

- To lay on the ground when sitting outside.

And, did I mention they come in all sorts of awesome patterns, and cost approximately $2.35 USD?

4) Teaching is challenging, rewarding, frustrating, exciting, and hard work. Most of the best and worst moments I’ve had in the past month have been in the classroom. But, I’m getting there. I’m starting to develop some good routines. I’ beginning to get better at planning good lessons (that are at the appropriate level for my learners, and take the right amount of time). I’m doing my best to learn all of their names. And I’m starting to be relaxed and confident enough in the classroom to have fun while I teach.

5) I cannot get over how beautiful the sky is here. Whether it’s raining, sunny, morning, dusk, or evening… it’s always mind blowing-ly gorgeous. Neither photos nor words do it justice. Come and see.

Okay…..that’s all for now. Much love to everyone! 

A walk in the {theme} park

Peace Corps service is like a rollercoaster.

Okay, maybe this analogy is as dead as the proverbial horse… but I think it still has merit. The application process is about as close as you can get to waiting in line for the newest thrill at Six Flags. You’re standing there, awkwardly stuck between other hopeful faces, not sure when you’ll get to your destination, if you’ll get the seat in the front car as you so desperately desire, or if you’ll finally get to the front of the line only to find that you’re too short, or the park is closing, or someone threw up all over the tracks and the ride is shut down.

Then, your invitation comes. You accept, and suddenly you’re strapped in, legs dangling, clutching the handles and combating a rush of second thoughts. Is it worth it? What if this is the ride that changes everything? Should you call it all off?

But, eventually you decide that you didn’t wait in line for 3 hours (or 9-12 months…) to get to the front and then quit. So you go for it. You lurch forward and begin your long, clickety-clackety journey up the big hill – otherwise known as Pre-Service Training. PST is full of strange time-warping powers, anticipation of the “real ride”, getting to a place where you can see the view around you, and steeling your stomach for all the butterflies that promise to react to the coming drop. You make it to swearing in – that is, the top of the first big hill. You’re sure it’s all warm fuzziness and dopamine from here on out.

And it is.

And it isn’t.

Because this nearly ends the metaphor. The truth is, the actual ride that is Peace Corps Service does offer a lot of heart stopping, stomach dropping, butterfly fluttering moments. But a lot of days… you feel stuck on the tracks. Like you’re not going anywhere. So you call maintenance (cleverly disguised as fellow PCVs, friends and family) and get moving again. It can take a while, but it’ll happen.

And last of all, just like a roller coaster... I have a feeling that it will be over much to soon. And that I will look back on this amazing ride and know that it was worth the time and the price it cost to get here. 

Dread-less and reporting for duty.

There are some rumors going around that I chopped my dreads off.

And...they're all true! I spent a wonderful Christmas with my host family in Okahandja… but it was incredibly hot. And they had hair clippers… and it was just time to say goodbye.

This decision has brought numerous changes, such as:

- No longer being called “rasta” when I walk down the street (which was getting a bit annoying…)

- No need to carefully avoid Velcro

- Bucket baths becoming a thousand times easier

- Loss of head traction when carrying water

In any case, I’m enjoying the new look, which takes virtually the same amount of morning prep time (approximately 0.5 minutes), and is much cooler!

After Christmas I headed back up north to Kavango. I have to say, it’s definitely good to be back. It was an amazing month of traveling, but I missed village life (and my puppy!). I transitioned back into it by spending a very relaxing New Year’s Eve camping outside of Rundu with an awesome and eclectic group of people. After that a fellow volunteer, Kara, was able to come and visit for a few days, and we passed our time cooking and baking delicious treats, playing with Bekah, watching Smash and getting some ideas together for our classes.

Now…school is about to begin! Teachers started yesterday, learners come on Tuesday! I’ve been helping with some of the transferring and registration and today I got to put my hand tool skills to use. Yesterday I asked about getting another cabinet for the library, and was directed to a stack of flat cardboard boxes in one of our classrooms. Evidently, the Ministry of Education dropped off new furniture for us, but no one knew how to put it together! So, in a Providential turn of events, I used my handy screwdriver (thanks Mom!) and problem solving skills to put together two locking cabinets and three bookshelves. It took a bit of creativity (missing parts, extra parts, incorrectly spaced holes…) but I have secured one of the cabinets for library books, and am now moving forward with my plan to move the library stock we have out of the staff room and into a classroom. More on that to come!

It’s kind of hard to believe that I’m only now, after nearly six months in Namibia, getting ready to begin what I came here to do. But, by the same token, it’s kind of hard to believe how much I’ve learned since coming here. I’m feeling a bit apprehensive, but mostly excited and ready to get started! So, wish me luck… I’ll let you know how my first couple days go! 

{desolation and remoteness}

"The desolation and remoteness of the place hit hime with such force that he felt God inside him."
-Orhan Pamuk


After the excitement and upscale living of Swakopmund, myself and nine other volunteers went camping in the desert. It was a much needed and welcomed change in pace. We camped in Solitaire, a tiny town about an hour from Sossusvlei, one of Namibia's greatest tourist attractions. It was a great place...quiet, plenty of shade, running water (hot showers AND flush toilets!). The running joke of the week was "you know you're a PCV when your campsite is nicer than your real life" :)

To get there we rented two itty, bitty volkswagens. Every one of us relished the freedom of having our own reliable transportation! We stopped to help turtles cross the road, assist stranded tourists, and to take photos (whenever we wanted!). It was great! It did mean we had to face several roadway challenges...such as small bodies of water and amazingly steep inclines... but, thankfully, we had competent drivers and encouraging passengers, and we made it through in one piece.

We took two trips into Sossusvlei, taking in the amazing scenery and wildlife. It's truly an incredible place. Even in Namibia, one of the least densely populated places in the world, I've never been anywhere so empty feeling. If you wander away from the tourists for just a few meters, sit down and just absorb everything you can see... you start to think that you're the only person left in the world. It's incredible.

The road into the park is paved for 65 kilometers. The last 5 k, however are only accessible to 4WD vehicles. Our vw's were certainly not up to the task. The shuttles were a bit beyond our PC vacation budget, so we took the last 5 k on foot, into the edge of the desert. We made it all the way to Big Daddy, the largest dune in Sossusvlei, at 325 meters high. By the end, we were all pretty beat... so we sang our way into a free ride from one of the shuttle drivers (he was impressed with our knowledge of Namibian songs!). Afterwards we hiked down into Sesriem Canyon, which ended up being an unexpected highlight for a lot of us.

And now, here we are, almost to Christmas! I'm enjoying some down time for the weekend, then heading up to Okahandja to see my host family for a few a days. I hope everyones holiday preparations are going well! Travel safely and enjoy every moment!

Hello everyone! Sorry for the gap between posts, I've been on the road for the past week and a half without my laptop. Last week I was outside of Windhoek for Reconnect, another week of Peace Corps training. It was really great to see the rest of my group, swap stories from site, and just relax a bit. We also has another language interview, and I went up another level, which was really encouraging.

Currently, I am sitting in a cute little psuedo-Starbucks in Swakopmund. It's an amazing town, although it does make me feel less like I'm in Africa. We're staying in a bungalow that we've rented here... it's a tiny A-frame, made for 6 people (so 6 beds, one shower, 1/2 a kitchen...) and we currently have 23 people crammed in, Peace Corps style. We're having a blast though...it definitely facilitates bonding!

One thing in abundance here that I can't find in my village is delicious food that I don't have to cook for myself! There's Mexican, Italian, Thai... my stomach and my wallet are both in overdrive right now! There is also an amazing beach, where I've been swimming just about every day, sand dunes, and...skydiving! I went yesterday - and it was amazing! It was a fantastic experience! Thanks so much to my amazing grandparents for financing a once in a lifetime Christmas gift! (I'll get the video up as soon as I can!)

Anyways, so far this Christmas/Summer break has been amazing. Just the right combination of restful, invigorating, lazy, and fun. I can't tell you how much I love group 36! :) And, it's not close to ending yet! From here I'll be traveling to Sossusvei, camping there in the oldest desert in the world, then I'll head up to Okahandja and spend Christmas with my host family from training.

Hope all of you are enjoying your holiday season as much as I'm enjoying mine. I'll update again when I can!

Mr. Sandman bring me a...juice.

Before coming to Namibia I read countless blogs written by other PCVs, trying to imagine what life here would be like. In fact, I’m pretty sure I spent about 70% of the classes in my last semester of college doing just that… And one of the things I read over and over again about Namibia was that there was a porridge eaten in the northern part of the country that often had pieces of gravel and sand mixed in. Also, that it was impolite to remove said sand.

But what no one mentioned was that sand would actually infiltrate pretty much all aspects of my life! Seriously… there is sand on my floor, in my bed, in my cookies, sometimes just randomly in my teeth, and in my hair (not fun with dreads!). It’s like a perpetual picnic at the beach! Haha…

Anyways…that porridge is actually pretty good! It’s called mahangu, and it’s made from millet, which is grown here in my region. It’s a staple food of the people in my village, as most of them are farmers. It’s eaten out of a common bowl, and usually accompanied by either meat or mutete (a spinach soup). It’s kind of hard to describe… it’s about the consistency new play doh. To eat it you scoop up a piece with the tips of your fingers (right hand only, I still slip up sometimes!) roll it in to a ball, and dip it in the sauce of the meat or mutete. I like it a lot!

I’ve also gotten to eat some delicious fish with my neighbors! Since I’m relatively close to the river, there are always people around selling fresh fish! I haven’t tackled the project of cooking one myself yet (I’ve never de-scaled and cleaned a fish…) but it’s on my list! :) The shop in my village also doubles as a butcher, they slaughter approximately one cow a week and sell the meat to the villagers. They also eat guinea here sometimes! I have yet to try that, but I’m looking forward to it!

Apart from the occasional burst of extreme cravings for Dominos pineapple pizza, Chick fila sandwiches, and Cookout milkshakes, I’m not missing American food all that much. I cook for myself, I have a gas stove and a fridge, so I’m able to create some pretty delicious meals, when I’m not feeling too lazy :) But, the one thing I have been craving pretty solidly for about 2 weeks now is juice. Real, 100% fruit juice. Simply orange. Those Naked juices with like 5 oranges and 2 mangos crammed in one tiny bottle of deliciousness. Fresh apple, orange, or pineapple juice from my juicer at home. Oh yum… :)

Anyways…hope you’re having a great day! Go drink some juice for me :)