Friday, April 11, 2008

ps- the video bellow is my entire school signing the Samoan National Anthem!

Who wants some more?

The computer lab/library!! Those are the computer tables on the left and the book shelves on the floor. Am so excite!
Moega (his name means bed) and Sioasi (his name means George) trying to drink the paint...

More wedding...here the bridesmaids are trying to figure out what they are supposed to do with the wedding cake....they didn't get to eat it thats for sure.


Stephanie having a stare down with the wedding cake

Dylan, Meg, Tim, and I at the wedding. Dylan is in the middle of saying "Yeah, friendship!" and im in the middle of trying to hide my fishing tan


birde and groom with the groomsmen behind. Sweet shirts eh?



Sustainable development!

Tuesday, April 08, 2008

What a tumultuous couple of weeks! Somebody got married, I got bit, or should I say attacked, by dogs (again), I helped paint 2 world maps, we had “field day” at school, April fools happened (the war continues…), and we finished season 2 of Veronica Mars (I can’t believe it was Beaver!). I have maybe hundreds of pics from all of the events (save for me watching TV and getting punked for april fools) so I hope the pics I can post do all the events justice.
Last Saturday (March 29th) Ema, a Peace Corps volunteer that came in the group before me (June 2006), was married to Lafi, a Samoan guy from her training village in Vaie’e. The wedding was very nice and although it was my 4th wedding in Samoa it was the first wedding I went to that wasn’t dry! Let me just make a point of saying here that a wedding without alcohol is just weird, seriously. Anywho, my friend Stephanie (who I went to Tailand with) and Sarah (aka Texas) were bridesmaids. Ema’s parents from America came which was special. It was all very fun and for the most part Samoan, which is to say…it was hot?
This last Friday (4/4) we had “play day”. About 2 weeks ago Sina, my counter part, and I went to a sports clinic in apia for children with special needs. It was quite fun and equally educational. So, we were allowed to show off our PE teacher skills on Friday and let me tell you, it is not easy to keep 70 Samoan children entertained for 2 hours in 90 degree heat! But we did it. My personal favorite was playing a game that is basically duck, duck, goose, except substituting the words for samoan, samoan, palagi (white person)! Its these little things that no one else understands that get me through the day. At any rate, the day went off quite nicely I thought.
That night I had my teacher friend, Tina, come over with some boys in her family and help trace the world map and the south pacific map on the wall of what will soon be our new computer lab! Speaking of, the computer desks and book shelves are finished! I have also heard from a certain blond New Englander that our computers should be arriving sometime in June (after I come back from my tour of the United States). So this is all very exciting as I am sure you can all see in my colorful writing style. Back to maps- we traced Friday, Saturday we filled in the color scheme…sort of. Then Monday night I had the kids from year 7 and 8 paint the map. It was only a semi-disaster and it actually looks kind of like a map which is a victory in my book!

77 and 76 girls and Ray at the wedding. Back row from left to right- Sally, Steph, Ray, Molly, Jan, Jordan, Ema, Jame, Texas and then its meg and I in front.
Always the ham...did i mention we were excited about there being alcohol at the wedding?

Lafi and Ema..awww


Here comes the bride...and Stephanie with the umbrella...

Ema, next to her dad at the church.

Can you see why painting a map on the wall with 13 year olds might be difficult?

The map! This was about the only time we had everyone concentrating

Painting the PC logo on the wall above the map...don't want anyone getting confused about where this map came from...


First step- trace the map

Play day! Thats the year 8 teacher playing


Everyone can play "Samoan, Samoan, Palagi!"

This is what Samoan leap frog looks like


the see-saw balance game..thing. These kids are strong!

Friday, March 14, 2008

life is neat

I added some links to blogs of friends that i think are neat. They are both friends from Wisconsin, Kyla is running around Europe being ridiculous and Ben is teaching in Chile for the next year. So if you enjoy blogs and you enjoy friends you should check them out!
Life in the old SP (South Pacific) is superidy duperdy! I could be going crazy but you know what they say, crazy is in the eye of the beholder...or whatever. I had another busy week running back and forth from the village to apia. I picked up 4,000tala worth of sewing machines, material, scissors, and thread for the women's committee yesterday. Thank you New Zealand aide and thank you to mrs. comings my second grade teacher who taught me how to write.
I found out wed that my principal signed Sina (my counterpart pictured in earlier blogs with cake) and I up for a special needs sports training for 3 days in apia next week. Apparently im going to learn how to play netball....
Anywho, gotta run, trying to decide whether to get on the bus or not...

Friday, March 07, 2008

Good deeds and pears

Last week was a week of good deeds…and pears! We started work on the computer lab at our school which was wonderful. Michael, who is a new peace corps volunteer living in Satalo which is a village about 10 min bike ride from me, is a very experience carpenter who has agreed to help build our computer lab. We put up screen and coco wire on the windows to help hinder some of the creepy crawlies from getting into the lab. We also discovered that I was a bit short on the measurements, so we could only cover about half the windows. No fear, though I made a trip to Apia this weekend to get more screen and coco wire.
On Wednesday Meghan and I were picked up by a Peace Corps car and taken out to Sapo’e to help set up a computer that was donated to the school there by another peace corps volunteer. I was mostly there for moral support as those of you who know me know that computers are not exactly my specialty (lets not get into why I am starting a computer lab at my school…its all very confusing here in Samoa…).
On Thursday during my afternoon jog I was hailed to a house of a good friend by a bunch of flailing children screaming “Lola sau!!” (Lola come here). The woman that lives at said house, Lise, is a wonderful lady on the Women’s committee in our village. I wrote a grant for their committee to get sewing machines which I have a check for, but we needed to work out logistics about when to pick them up and when we should start sewing classes, etc. Lise had been in American Samoa for the last few weeks so it was good to catch up with her again. As I was leaving she called me back to give me presents from her trip (in Samoa it is rude not to bring everyone and their mom presents after you come back from trips, more often than not presents are in the form of food). She sent her girls in the house and they come back out with a bag which she pulls out a box of chocolate covered macadamia nuts and then she pulls out a pear!! This might not sound very exciting, but when you haven’t seen a pear in over a year the sight of the sweet savory fruit is beyond exhilarating. I, of course, freaked out a little bit, which I think surprised Lise as she didn’t even know what the name of the fruit was.
Later that night, after I chilled the pear, I bit into it while standing in my kitchen and collapsed on the floor in fruity bliss. Im not kidding. So that is my story of the pear.
I volunteered with the Red Cross again last Saturday. We were helping out with the Manu Samoa 15s try-outs. For those that don’t know Manu Samoa is our national rugby team. Some of the players were there which is about as close to a celebrity sighting as I have gotten in awhile. Quite exciting really.

Now that is what i call sustainable development!! It might be hard to tell that this is my entire school and they are all signing the national anthem! Malaki (my brother from another mother, i.e. the little boy i teach with a hearing disability) is in the bottom left corner.

My buddy Michael putting up the screens for the computer lab at our school. He had a lot of eager helpers...

Michael and the boys cutting the screen for the windows




Meghan showing off her work. This is the computer we (and by we I mean meghan) installed at Sapo'e

Friday, February 22, 2008

Estimated Prophet

So i found some pics from all sorts of random things that i thought everyone might enjoy. Life is pretty swell here. I am starting to get really excited about going back to america for a visit at the end of april...vacation from vacation is good.
One of the peace corps girls in the group that came a few months before me is getting married to a samoan guy next month so we have bachlorette things to look forward to in the next month. Other than that, school has been keeping me the opposite of busy, but Ella (malaki's mom) is now a full time and paid teacher's assistant to help in malaki's class. This is very exciting because samoa has never had paid teacher's assistants before. Sustainable development! That is what i do!

My little pal Sina and I playing with a plate at the wedding. Lets hear it for the bright organge puletasi eh? Do i have style or what?

Meghan and I went to a wedding in my village...like 3 months ago, but whatever. It was our friend Tina and it was at the mormon church. So this is what a wedding in samoa looks like. Check out the cake on the right! Too bad only important people get the cake...luckily since the palagis (i.e. white people i.e. meg and i) were a package deal that apparently made us important. So we got half a round of cake. We were pretty siked.



Dylan, me, meghan. There is no time for fun in peace corps....









This is me and "baby dan" at meghan's house in siumu. Ok i know i say that i love every samoan kid, but baby dan is a pretty cool dude. He really wanted to wear my helmet even though it was all sweaty from my bike ride over. So i thought i would just give him a little practice run on my bike...in meghan's house. Im not really sure why she puts up withme...







This is Luisa and Malaki at school in apia. We made life-size cut outs of them that day and painted them the color of their school uniforms.









My boy Malaki playin with his new christmas toys on the beach.











Santa does come to samoa! He even came to Tafatafa beach...along with the rest of the special ed class of Senese school in Apia. Senese is the school that Malaki goes to on Fridays. He is in a class with 2 other little girls who live in villages and have hearing disablities. The whole crew joined us out at our beach last december. I am playing the part of santa's helper behind the picnic table.






Santa and Malaki














Monday, February 11, 2008

Im not so smart


Look what I did on the first day of school! Yes, I’m a moron. Last Monday was our first day of the first term (school is on New Zealand system so we start in Feb instead of Sept). I started the day like any other, rolled out of bed, made coffee, put on my spankin new outfit that I purchased in Thailand and set off for Peace Corps round 2. I got about 10 feet from my front door when I stepped on a rock and turned my ankle quite painfully causing me to crash to the ground. My bag flew over my head and my precious coffee spilled everywhere. Well this was a predicament! I tried to gather myself and survey the damage and found a few cuts on my legs and a pool of blood in my right flip-flop (I turned my left ankle). Then I felt the pain in my toe and saw that I had a scrapped most of the skin off the bottom of it (see pic if you can’t remember what it looked like).
So I did what any self-respecting foreign volunteer would do, I sat there feeling sorry for myself. Eventually Tina, friend and teacher, came down and scooped my off the ground, picked up my scattered belongings and said, “I think maybe you should go home.” But, I was determined to get further than 10 feet from my front door on the first day of school. Together we hobbled up the hill to school. I cleaned my foot off at the spigot (same one the kids drink from...) and stumbled into the office.
Ana (our principal) was talking with parents so I didn’t get too much attention initially. Tina, meanwhile, went to get the school “medical kit” which turned out to be a metal box with a ½ full bottle of iodine, a couple of cotton balls, and a mystery ointment. I decided to go with my gut and sent one of the kids to get my Peace Corps issued medical kit from my house. I felt a little snotty, but the pain won out. Tina told me to put my feet up on a chair which I was thankful for because usually that would have been a major culture faux-pas. She then went to work snipping off all the dead skin which may or may not have been the right thing to do, but she was doing it so lovingly and cracking jokes the whole time about being my nurse. How could I stop her?
Later that afternoon when I was limping home on the road I went by my neighbor/protector/samoan father figure Leapaga who was sitting on his porch staring at nothing (a favorite pass time of samoans). He yelled in Samoan if I had hurt my lef and I said yeah, because I was a stupid palagi (whiteperson). Then he suggested that I should just go back to sleep. I thought that was the best idea I had heard all day.

WOHOO!! This is my computer lab/library...just not quite put together yet. But it is all there and ready to go. I hear the computers will be in country any day now...



This is my counterpart and bff Sina. Her 25th birthday was on 4 days before my 25th birthday (that would mean christmas day). I was deteremined to celebrate my birthday this year because Samoans don't usually celebrate their birthdays (most dont even know their birthdays). So I made a brownie/chocolate cake and put in some american flags from grandma so Sina and I could have a b-day party on christmas. That is my boy Leapaga behind us (also sina's father).