Monkeys! I saw monkeys this week just chilling on the side of the road on my way to Gaborone. According to Batswana I have spoken to, monkeys here are “naughty”. I have heard stories of monkeys just sitting outside eating from a box of KFC (the one American fast food available on Botswana, by the way) or taking food from kids lunches while they are at school!
That was just one fun moment in my last two weeks, but it really has been an eventful couple of weeks and I am learning so much about Botswana culture and etiquette. For example, I have learned that drinks never coincide with a meal, instead you must finish your meal first and then you may get a drink. That was surprisingly difficult to get used to!
In other exciting news, I have a Setswana name now. It is pretty much expected that everyone has a Setswana name regardless of where you are from. So expected that I now only go by my Setswana name…Neo. According to my host family my name means “gift” and I love it! I learned quickly that when people ask you your name here, they really just want to know your Setswana name, so from now on just call me Neo!
In addition to all of this, Peace Corps staff led a great session on permagardening in which we created a garden for a home based care organization. It was a 2 day project and was a lot of hard work, but the results were great and I am really excited to visit in a few weeks to see how everything has progressed. The vegetables produced in the garden will go towards supplementing the home based care clients’ current diets. It’s great that in only 2 weeks we have already found ways to assist the community. I am really excited to use what we learn to start community gardens, and perhaps my own garden, once I get to my permanent site.
I have been able to attend many more cultural events recently including a school concert, wedding reception, and a cross cultural event. The school concert was so cute with children performing a variety of acts ranging from “little red riding hood” to dances to popular music. The wedding reception was also a new experience. We were “sort of” invited, but welcomed none the less when we arrived and were given tables at the reception. The reception was held in a big tent on the family compound and the bridal party entered in dance, then exited in dance, then entered in dance again. It was really cool and unexpected, but is apparently the norm for weddings here in Botswana.
The cross cultural event I went to was held at the main kgotla. A kgotla is a meeting place overseen by the kgosi (chief) where the community comes to discuss community issues and activities, such as development plans like a neighborhood watch or the construction of new homes. The kgosi is a position that typically goes from father to son; however, some circumstances do allow it to pass on to daughters. The kgosi is responsible for leading all meetings, chairing many of the committees, and making the final decisions. The event was super cool and was designed to be an opportunity for individuals to share something from their culture. There were traditional Botswana dances and choirs as well as some parades of other cultures from different African countries. Following this awesome traditional dance, they urged our group to demonstrate something American…and thus, we did the Macarena (I do realize that this isn’t technically American, but what American won’t break into dance at the sound of the song?). Needless to say it was hilarious and quite embarrassing!
Thats all for now, but look out for some pictures soon!
Neo-don't let them make you choose between the red and blue pills. Yes, I always speak in movie.
ReplyDeleteSo glad you're getting to do so many interesting things and that you're already seeing how much of a difference you can make.
Was the chicken dance at least discussed?
ReplyDeleteYour blog is awesome and I hope you continue to enjoy your time as much as it sounds like you are so far!
Grandpa tried to post a comment, but couldn't. I'll help him type it out again tomorrow. Love your name. You are my most beautiful "gift". Mom
ReplyDeleteHi Neo
ReplyDeleteQuite a handle--can we call you that when we see you next? I fully understand the monkeys. Sharon and I saw a lot of them in the preserve, but our close encounter was at Victoria Falls. There was a balcony on our hotel room and they told us not to leave the sliding glass door open or they would steal every thing we had. We went to a restaurant for a meal and the owner had to stand at the open windows and chase them away. Glad to hear about your gardening experience. I only hope you have a source of water so everything will grow. Was this a new experiment for the the locals? I seem to be making reasonable progress and the thirty day goal is to be able to give up the walker for a cane. Your blogs are very interesting so keep up the good work. More later.
Grandpa--Love to you