12.28.2006

Personality Blog

Just stop in and enjoy a Coca Cola out in the middle of the bush country!


A few names that have been painstakingly painted onto daladalas and
stores here in Arusha and around (I did not make any of them up, I swear).
Daladalas:
1. Sox
2. Law Enforcement
3. Sean Combs
4. Pablo
5. Spiritial Healing
6. Twista
7. Best Wishes
8. Dreams
9. Sir Jonathan
10. Livestock (which is how you feel when you ride a daladala)
11. Led Zeppelin/New York
12. Ice Cube
13. Tupac
14. Watch Out! Black Street!
15. Taliban
16. Guantanamo (who'd want to willingly get on that daladala?!?)
17. Cupcake
Shops:
1. Personality Garden
2. Personality Grocery
3. Bingo Bar
4. Las Vegas Bar
5. Texas Inn
6. Bugjet
7. Small Boys Butchery
8. Hebrew Snack Bite (my personal favorite)
There are many more that I wished I'd jotted down, but you get the idea. I really, really enjoyed this aspect of Tanzania-there was always something interesting for me to read!

12.21.2006

Wherever you go

Of course wherever you go, you bring all those close to your heart with you. I have been thinking about what different people would enjoy here in Tanzania and what I wish they could see. My mom would love the girls and love to teach them, she would also love the landscape and no doubt be painting like a madman, or woman! My dad would like the whole experience, but one thing he would really love are the birds here. He loves to watch the birds at home and he would be amazed at the abundance and colorful variety of the birds in Tanzania. My brother and fam would most likely enjoy a safari and would have loved Kendwa beach in Zanzibar (no water-skiing though, sorry John!). My friends (sorry to lump you all together!) would enjoy the whole crazy experience—it would be so fun to experience this with them all, we definitely would have had fun in Zanzibar!

When I think about what I have enjoyed the most, and there are many things I have enjoyed, the students are at the top of the list. Today I showed them pictures (in the computer lab, projected by an LCD projector connected to my laptop!) from my time here in Tanzania and also some pictures from home. They were so excited and thrilled. They loved seeing pictures of themselves and laughed and laughed. They got excited to see pictures of Tony and missed him very much. They were extremely interested to see some pictures of my students at Central, my family, and friends and of course: John Ya Ya. I enjoyed myself thoroughly. They are truly wonderful girls and I have been extremely privileged to spend these months with them. We have learned so much together and I will miss them terribly when I leave in one week. Above is my favorite candid photo; Nasianda (the one making a funny face on the left) is just as funny in person as she is in this picture!

12.14.2006

A few of my favorite things

1. The custom and ritual of morning chai at 10:30 am each morning. The chai is hot, sweet, and milky. It is so nice to have a break in the middle of the morning with my teaching colleagues. Schools in the U.S. should adopt this practice at once.

2. When people knock at the door they say, Hodi! and the person inside answers, Karibu! (you are welcome, please come in) Such a welcoming and warm feeling.

3. The way the faces of the Maasai people transform when they smile. At rest their faces are very stoic. When they smile, the smile lights up their whole face and shines on you: the lucky recipient. I have never seen such beautiful smiles in my life.

4. In the afternoon when you meet others you say, Pole (polay). This means sorry. In this case you are saying that you are sorry they have had a long day of work. You can also say pole if you see someone carrying a big load, or working hard. This is a caring greeting, to acknowledge your hard work. It is immensely encouraging.

5. This week I handed out a photocopy of the English parts of speech to each student for them to keep. I felt like I was giving out college scholarships or something! I was surprised at how extremely excited they became when they realized they could keep the paper; saying thank you in English, Kiswahili, and Kimaasai! In the U.S., half of my students would have left their papers on the desk or on the floor. I even received a You are a very good teacher! Amazing.

6. In Kiswahili you words generally end with a vowel sound. So its difficult for students to say, for example, road or tent. They would say road-ee or tent-ee. So I love that when I tell them they will have a test they all repeat, Test-ee? Test-ee? Ah, if you cant find humor in that, youre just not trying.

7. All of the random wildlife that just becomes a part of life here. Roosters, chickens, dogs, cats, donkeys, goats, sheep, cows, spiders, huge insects, and so on.

8. The crazy weather: one minute hot and sunny, the next a complete downpour.

9. The magnificent landscape: the Monduli mountains, Lashaine, Mt. Meru, the fields, trees, hills, and valleys. Everything is beautifully green from the rains.

10. How loving and warm the students are. They get excited when they see me every time. Mrs. Remple! Mrs. Remple! How are you? Where are you going?

11. The wry sense of humor of the Tanzanians.

12. The samosas, chocolate cake, and internet access at the Patisserie in Arusha. (In that order!)

13. The coffee shakes at McMoodys in Arusha.

14. The winegum candies at Shoprite in Arusha.

15. My alarm clock of sunrise and hearing the water rushing into the pipes plus the ever-present roosters.

16. The daily practice of respecting your elders. When you meet an elder you must greet them with the word: Shikamoo (may I kiss your feet a million times). They respond: Marahaba (only once or twice). It is nice, no?

17. Greeting. For example when you are walking down the road and you see a complete stranger you might have a conversation that goes like this: Hujambo. Sijambo. Habari za asubuhi? Safi. Na we we? Salaama, asante. Kwaheri. In Tanzania, you must greet everyone you meet absolutely. It gets tiring, but it forces you to interact with those around you. You must actually SEE your neighbor and interact with them even just in passing. This makes you part of a community, whether you like it or not!

18. That you can buy fresh bread for the equivalent of $.60 and get a weeks supply of fresh vegetables for around a dollar. Yum.

19. Drinking coke from glass bottles and returning the bottle when finished to be recycled.

20. How every child you meet, once they see you are a mzungu (white folk), say loudly, Good Morning, even if it is late afternoon.

21. The snake park for burgers, beer, fellowship, water fill-up; and the occasional view of snakes, crocodiles, and Tonys favorite: a vulture.

22. Jean and Marv who have taken excellent care of us.

12.07.2006

When the rooster crows at the break of dawn...


Life in Tanzania would be strangely empty without the constancy of roosters and their obnoxious crow. Wherever you go in Tanzania, roosters are there. Monduli, Arusha, Dar es Salaam, Zanzibar…roosters live in all these places. As a westerner who did not grow up around roosters, I always foolishly believed that roosters literally crowed at the break of dawn to wake everyone up and that was it. Ha-ha-ha. What a fairy tale that is! In truth, roosters like to be quiet for maybe a few short hours sometime between 12 pm and 4 am. Around 4:30 am (or sometimes quite earlier), far before the crack of dawn, when it is still completely dark, the roosters begin. Soon you learn to sleep through the cacophony. Roosters live to make a fuss. Once they start, they do not stop and spend the rest of the day cock-a-doodle-doodling at the top of their considerably loud lungs. I have been in the middle of an English class, in the dining hall, and been rudely interrupted by an unbelievably loud cock-a-doodle-do. Needless to say, that never happened to me at Central High. A rooster is the ultimate ridiculous macho male. They strut around and make a huge ruckus and bother everyone and love every minute of it. Although they are annoying, I still can’t help but laugh when I hear them, just for the sheer amazement at the intensity of a rooster’s crow. Every single time they crow they really give it their all. I’ve often wondered if they get sick of themselves and their compulsion to crow. I know I would. The rooster pictured above has his home at a boma (Masai home) that Tony and I visited a couple of weeks ago. He was quite handsome and moving quite quickly, hence, difficult to photograph.