Thursday, August 27, 2009

Tormelin

Hey everyone,
Just wanted to let you all know that things are good and I am ok. I saw my site and I have to say it's amazing. It's big enough for anybody wanting to come visit, and it's surrounded by caves, jungles, and mountains. A perfect place for a little 2 week vacation if I do say so myself. Anyway I don't have much time today, but I'm back in Forecharia getting ready to start practice school, the final 3 week phase of training before I am officially a volunteer. All is well here and I will try and have a much more detailed blog post when I'm back in Conakry at the end of September.

Some quick notes before I head out.
-Beer on tap in Fria does exist
-There is ice cream in Fria too for dirt cheap
-If anyone is going to South Africa for World Cup 2010, please let me know. I am desperate to get started on booking this trip, but I need to know if anyone is going and would like to attend/split costs of matches, hotel rooms, etc.


Peace

Friday, August 14, 2009

Mamadou is in Mamou

Well it’s been about two weeks since I last wrote a blog entry so I guess it’s time for another. Not much news to report since Conakry, no intersting stories like last time. I have, however, been my typical self, a roller coaster of emotions. I kind of flipped out this week, but it’s more or less do to the fact that my entire world exist of 16 other people than myself. I love everyone to death, but sometimes I just need my space. On top of that, my family was serving me absolute disgusting food that I just could not take.
So what have I been doing to destress and eat better? Well I will answer the second question first because the solution is easier. Since I was unsure of the best way to go about improving my meals, I approached my cross culture director and he told me to talk to my host brother about the issue, who I’m very close with. He simply asked me what I would like, and presto, I had the best dinner in Guinea that night. Easy as pie, food issues solved. All I really needed was variety, and that has been given.
Now on to the more difficult issue of how to deal with stress. Training is stressful. No joke about it. On top of taking 4 hours of French class, and 4 hours of education training, you are quickly forced to adapt to a new culture, new diet, and a host of other issues that come with it. And again, with the lack of access to the outside world, your whole world is 16 other people. So naturally, I get stressed.
I have picked up yoga has a side activity, as well as jogging. Since school last too long for me to join in any soccer games, I have to find ways to keep myself in shape. Yoga has quickly become a favorite activity, and while I still hate jogging, I have nothing else to do but deal with it. Somedays I hop on my bike and go on a 10 mile loop ride, but not very often. Basically if I keep up steady physical schedule, and a good diet, dealing with the other things that I can’t control is just easier.
So onto more exciting news. This week I’ll be checking out my site, Tormelin. For those who have not heard, Tormelin is in Fria, a state-type-thing if you will. The capital, if you will, Fria, is supposed to be an amazing town with ice cream and beer on tap. A cold beer, on tap, is always a welcome addition. Don’t get it very often in Guinea, or at all. So I head to Boke Sunday, then to Tormelin Tuesday, then back to Forecharia Saturday. Saturday starts the most intense part of training, practice school, but a little break will be a welcome surprise.

I have met my supervisor and he says the town is very excited to host me. I will be the third volunteer, but first since the evacuation in 2007. I’ll be teaching 8th and 9th grades to start, but I’m in charge of the math department seeing as how I am the only math teacher at my college (what the French call middle school). While my French still has a ways to go, the math trainer at Peace Corps told my supervisor that my math is superiour so I will eventually have the responsibility of guiding the 7th and 10th grade courses (which are taught by chemistry teachers). And at the end of the year, I will be responsible for holding a Breve review (Breve is the high school entrance exam) after I have more or less become adapt at French.

So exciting, but difficult times, still await. Yet I am doing everything I can to make the most of what I can.
-Dylan

Saturday, August 1, 2009

The Land of Akon and Mamadou Djoubate

So if you have not all guessed, Mamadou Djoubate is me. My host family in Forecharia gave it to me the first day upon arrival, so as I travel around town, I get berated with Mamadou, Mamadou! Or Fote Fote (which is what us white people are called here) and I simply smile and forget their names 2 seconds later. When you are dealing with 6 last names and an uncountable number or first names, you tend to forget things easily. Whatever it happens, don't judge me.

Anyway, it has been three weeks since I last blogged and as you might imagine, not a thing has happened. Nope, nothing. Well actually that's completely opposite of the truth, but one would have no clue what is happening outside of Forecharia, so yes, nothing MAJOR has happened. However, lots of minor things can happen in 3 weeks and I will do my best to elaborate.

My family consists of 3 brothers, one of which was born with serious defects and is does not leave his bed. It's extremely sad, but the site of him is honestly something that I am still not fit to handle. My other brothers, however, are fantastic and they have both become terrific friends and teachers. Plus it helps that they love to play ball. If you didn't know it before, well I'll tell you again, soccer is the best way to make friends anywhere in the world. I also have 2 beautiful sisters, one older, and one younger. They make fantastic food for me though I must say rice and sauce does grow tiring.

Which leads me to my first story. Seeing as how I never really know what is going on in my house, people are always coming and going, this story should not suprise anyone. I woke up yesterday morning when my brother told me that today, my hostmom was getting remarried...TODAY. Uhhhhhh wtf! And to top it off, she was getting married to a Peace Corps office gaurd and driver. I mean I guess I should have figured something was up with the number of plastic chairs being brought to my house through the week (plastic chairs are signs of baller status here), but I guess I'm just not that good at picking up signs.

So the wedding happened while I was at training for the day and tada, I have a Peace Corps employee hostdad now! As a wedding present, I bought two cans of Fanta. I guess they enjoyed it because it they were drank and thrown out my window pretty fast. Good times you might say.

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Today we are in Conakry, which is why I have access to the internet to begin with. Earlier today, we stopped by the National Museum of Guinea. There were some cool masks and instruments, and some awesome maps, but what was really interesting lied in the temp exhibit. Only in Guinea can you find brochures written in the Susu langauge about Kim Jong Il. That's right, thge exhibit was North Korean art. Need I say more?

Anyway I'm running out of time and I need to check some sport scores. Je suis povre, c'est pas bon.

Send me some letters slackers and let me know about life!

-Dylan