Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Hurricane Dean, Hiking, History, and More!

Hurricane Dean
So, just in case you were wondering, I'm not somwhere in the middle of the Caribbean Sea floating on the dessimated remains of my previous host family's house. Even though Hurricane Dean pretty much went right through Saint Lucia, it fortunately was only a category 2 storm when it reached us (instead of a 4 or 5, which it became soon afterwards). It was still pretty intense though, with 100 mph+ winds and certainly no shortage of rain. The Northern part of the island was hit the hardest, with power lines down, trees strewn across roads, and flooding, while my community had minimal flooding and only had to deal with a short couple of days without water. Now that's out of the way, there's much more news to share.

Grand Piton Hiking Trip
I mentioned a trip to the Pitons in my last post. To expand a bit, some fellow Peace Corps Trainees (PCTs) and myself traveled to Grand Piton, one of the tallest mountains on the island, for a hiking trip a few weekends back. The hike was great with very scenic views of the island. Even though it was only a couple of hours up, it was an intense hike and incredibly steep towards the top. I don't think I've sweat so much in my entire life! Let's just say you know it's hot when you spot a dog indefinitely lying (but not dead) in the middle of a creek to cool off. We went to the beach in Soufriere afterwards which was very refreshing, and some local kids showed us a nice spot for some cliff jumping.

Sulfur Springs
Ok, so I've got to mention just one more touristy thing I did with my host family before getting back to business with how PC training has been going. My host dad took my host sister PCT Kit and I to the Caribbean's only drive-in volcano (not inactive, but it's not blowing it's top off tomorrow). Near the volcano are a bunch of Sulfur Springs that serve as a public bath. It's supposed to be really good for the skin, kind of like the water in the Dead Sea. We all coveredourselves in mud and bathed in the ridiculously hot water. You're supposed to go around 6am when the water isn't scorching hot, but 1pm works too... :)

Training
Ok, so back to PC stuff. We've just moved into phase 2 of training. 13 of the 70 PCTs were assigned to stay on Saint Lucia, and we've all moved into a new community with new host families. The training has been tiring, but I've really enjoyed learning more about the culture and some Creole. I accidentally told the language instructor to "Give me shit" instead of "Give me a dog" today though, so I'm obviously far from mastery. We're really just learning the basics right now though, which is important in establishing ourselves as not simply being tourists.

Back to the host family. As with my 1st host family, I'm having a great time with this one. They're really friendly and we've had some engaging conversations. After implying about the roosters I spotted around the house, I soon found out that my host dad raises them for cock fights. I told him that my only exposure to cock fights comes from an episode of the TV show Seinfeld, in which Kramer raises "Little Jerry Seinfeld" to fight in the big leagues. He was familiar with the show and thought that was pretty funny. I soon learned that even though it's illegal, it's very popoular (especially ironically enough among police officers). My host dad even showed me a little demonstration cock fight when we visited his friends up in a small rural community. I must say that I'm not pro cock fights, but I did find it fascinating to learn about the subculture, how they train their roosters, etc. I never realized how popular it was and how seriously people take it as a sport. Let's just say that they take their cock fighting nearly as seriously as I take my blueberries. Enough said...

Jam Session with the Locals
So I officially lived up the the name of my blog - "Benjammin' in the Caribbean" - with my first jam session with the locals. My host grandfather coincidentally is the only person in this district who knows how to play the violin. He has his own CD, is very well known, and oftentimes plays at dances and festivals around the island. I actually brought my violin down, so my host mom took me to meet him and he taught me how to play a traditional St. Lucian song. Afterwards, he strung his banjo (using fishing line) and also brought out a hand drum and one of the shaker things. We all played the song that he had just taught me, which actually sounded pretty cool. It was so much fun and I hope to play with him again and learn more of the local music. After people found out that I could play, they were asking me to play all these random songs (mainly hip-hop music). Yeah, I don't think that was really covered very thoroughly in Suzuki. I did manage to figure out how to play the chorus to "Beautiful Girl" though, which is probably the most popular song down here at the moment. Besides the influence of American hip-hop on the music scene, they also have some reggae and calypso music too, which is big.

My Permanent Community Assignment
After waiting in eager anticipation to find out which community in St. Lucia I'll be permanently stationed in, I finally found out that I'll be staying in Fond St. Jacques, a small rural community high in the mountains near the west coast. Even though it would be nice to be really close to the water, I'm so glad that I'm deep in the rainforest and up high. Soufriere, a larger coastal town, is fairly close by (within 10 minutes by bus), and only of my good friends will live there. I won't know exactly what I'll be doing until I move there, get integrated into the community, and see where I best fit in, but it sounds like there has been some expressed need to develop programs for at-risk youth. If I've learned one thing so far from my training, however, it's to be flexible and patient, so we'll wait and see what actually happens.

Brief History of St. Lucia
St. Lucia, the Sunshine Isle, has a rich history and has been referenced as the Helen of the West Indies. After it was discovered by Columbus, it was constantly fought for because of its strategic position relative to the sugar islands of Martinique and Barbados. It traded hands 14 times between Britain and France before the British eventually gained long term control. The British then brought over many African people as slaves to work the land. Taking cue from those who were involved in the French Revolution, a group of St. Lucians called the Brigons began to revolt against slavery, although they evenutally had to surrender. After slavery was abolished in the early to mid 19th century, the British then started bringing over poeple from Asia under indentured-servant contracts. It's therefore a culturally rich place because of people having been brought over from a wide range of places, and because of the major British and French influence.

Economy
For awhile now St. Lucia has been operating as a single cash crop society with bananas as their chief export. With liberalization of the market, however, the World Trade Organization (WTO) has changed its policies, ending its preferential treatment of smaller nations like St. Lucia, essentially leaving them high and dry without a way to compete on the world market. And, while the diversification of agricultural products is needed, it sounds like famers largely stick to what they know, even though it's not paying off anymore.

Alrighty, I'm hoping to send out an email for pictures soon. Hope all is well with you guys!

Wednesday, August 8, 2007

Permanent Assignment and Early Experiences

So, I've been in training for a little over a week and just found out a few days ago that I'll be permanently stationed in St. Lucia for my Peace Corps service! Even though it would have been great to travel to another island in the Eastern Caribbean, I feel comfortable here on St. Lucia and am excited to try and learn a new language (Creole), explore the many hiking trails and beaches, and most importantly get settled and integrated into a community.

So the St. Lucian people I've met so far are probably the most hospitable, welcoming, and friendly people I've ever met. I've really enjoyed my host family, especially my 6 year old, energetic host-brother Gus, who's really going on 27. Even though my host family only consists of my mom, dad, two brothers, and grandparents, people I don't even know are constantly in and out of our house...neighbors, cousins, aunts, etc; it seems like everyone is related (and in many cases, they are). As we ride in the back of the truck, my host mom calls out to people's houses as we drive by, and they respond from inside with a hello.

On the other hand, here are some slightly unpleasant things about my experience so far...
-40 plus mosquito bites on my ankles and arms (fresh blood!)
-crazy intense humidity and heat...gotta love sleeping in your own sweat. Where are the sub zero temperatures of Vermont when you need them?!? :)

Some things I've come to appreciate...
-really cold showers; it's seriously probably the highlight of every day
-saying hi to everyone you pass on the street
-fresh fruits (especially mangos)
-dental floss ( to get the stringingess of the mangos out of your teeth)

Some things I never expected to be doing...
-watching WWE wrestling and kung fu with my host grandmother...she gets really into it
-whistling along to American pop ballads (e.g., Celine Dion) as my host mom sings along
-watching geckos crawl across the ceiling (so cool! they eat the mosquitos!)
-waking up to the sound of roosters each morning around 5:30 or 6...something that mysteriously never happened in Kansas...
-watching cartoon network with my host brother as hip-hop music plays in the background

My Peace Corps training has been going pretty well so far...some days are pretty tiring, but all in all it has been good. We've been learning quite a bit about the asset-based approach to community development, which basically relies on strengths and resources from within the community to bring about sustainable change. It also focuses heavily on developing projects that stem from needs expressed by the community, ultimately promoting ownership (and thus sustainability). I think that when I'm put in my community that I will most likely be essentially left to my own devices when it comes to assessing where I see a need, but I'm becoming more comfortable with that idea as training progresses.

Well, I'm here in an internet cafe and have to run now, but I'll write more about the country of St. Lucia, what's going on here economically, and a hiking trip I took to the Grand Pitons (hopefully with a few pictures) when I get the chance. Peace!

Friday, July 27, 2007

Arrival in St. Lucia!

So after two days of training in Miami I’ve finally arrived here in the gorgeous island of St. Lucia. It has been great to meet so many other people who are just as eager, nervous, excited, and clueless as I am. Orientation was jam-packed with lots of information, but ultimately I think it was helpful in preparing us for this initial phase of training. One of the highlights from Orientation was a poem/rap that some volunteers and I wrote for a performance on becoming integrated into a community. Just imagine the white kid from KS (bojangles!), a 65 year old woman, and some other atypical rapsters bustin' out the following...

July 26th, an auspicious date
For we must learn to integrate
Into this Caribbean state
But first…contemplate

Integrate, integrate, it’ll be great to integrate

Just take it day by day
‘Cause you know, persistence will pay
Culture shock will go away
And 6 G’s, they’re sure to pay

Integrate, integrate, it’ll be great to integrate

We must remember to stay cool
Learn their ways, don’t act a fool
All work towards the golden rule
To exemplify and maintain the stool.

Pretty cheesy I know, but a lot of fun to come up with in 15 minutes. Oh, and the “stool” reference is an inside joke (a labeled picture of a stool was used to describe what processes are involved in integration…)

This evening those of us who weren't extremely tired (or just too giddy to notice it) walked to the local beach. Walking barefoot in the sand of the warm, blue sea and seeing the lush, green mountains of the island definitely made the 4:30am wake-up time this morning well worth it. Later on there was a big welcome dinner with lots of different types of Caribbean food. I’m happy to say that I loved everything, from the fish to the rice (with some really good seasonings) to the guava/papaya juice.

I’m really excited that tomorrow I’ll meet my homestay family for the next three weeks. On Thursday (sooner than I expected), I’ll find out which island I’ll be stationed on for the next 2 years. Needless to say, I’m anxious to find out.

All in all I’m doing well…kind of physically tired and emotionally drained after all the travel, excitement, and crazy sleeping schedule, but at the same time mysteriously energized. Well, I don’t have time to write much more now, but I wanted to post something while I'm here in the hotel and have internet access. I’ll hopefully write more and post some pictures sometime soon!

Monday, July 16, 2007

Counting Down...

Well, in just over a week I’ll be moving from probably the most land-locked state in the nation to a tiny island in the middle of the Eastern Caribbean. Nervous? Yes. Excited? Heck yeah.

Since I’ve been home in good ole Kansas and have told people who’ve asked about my life’s direction (ahh!) that I’ll be joining the Peace Corps, most everyone responds with a “wow, that’s really great” or some other answer of approval. The next question they ask is inevitably “where are you headed?” After telling people the Eastern Caribbean, I most oftentimes get a “whoa, that’ll be a nice vacation!,” or “Beach Corps…sweet!” (I really like that one…:)). Even though I’m thrilled about the opportunity to play Gilligan for two years living in a tropical paradise, I know that my time in the Peace Corps will be no vacation. From what I’ve heard from people who have served in the Eastern Caribbean and elsewhere, the Peace Corps certainly comes with its fair share of challenges: loneliness, feeling worthless at times, culture shock, etc. So, while I am really excited about having the chance to experience probably one of the most beautiful places in the world (all those cruise ships don’t go there for nothing), I must admit I’m also a bit ambivalent about what lies ahead.

I think this ambivalence is rooted in the fact that I still don’t really have a clear idea of what I’ll be doing while I’m down there. Based on the information I was given, I could be helping an established organization better meet the needs of the people, trying to improve different social or health services, or a number of other things. I suppose they would be contradicting the very nature of “community development” if they got much more specific. I’ve been corresponding with a guy down on St. Vincent and the Grenadines and have asked him some questions about his experience so far. His response to whether or not after the training period he felt adequately prepared to do his job and had a clear idea of what that entailed was, “I pretty much got dropped off.” Although some people do get placed with organizations, he was essentially left to his own devices when it came to assessing how to help the community. His first couple of months were therefore really difficult as he wasn’t sure what to do or how to go about helping. Yeah sure, I kind of hoped for a slightly more pleasant answer, but I’m glad that he was honest about his challenges and doubts. I still hope to have at least a bit more of a framework from which to start though…

Even though the uncertainty of what awaits me makes me a bit nervous, I’m excited to be stretched and challenged. After all, I didn’t sign up thinking it would be a vacation and would be pretty disappointed if that’s merely what it turned out to be. I trust that I’m going there for a reason, that God will encourage and teach me through the challenging and lonely times, and that ultimately what I learn from my experiences will be invaluable.

In the meantime, it’s back to eating blueberries and hoping they’re in plentiful supply down there. :)