Thursday, February 26, 2015

Patience Is...

We all know the little rhyme we tell children (and each other) “Patience is a virtue”. Although that might be true, it is one that is almost impossible to practice and can be even more difficult when all you want to do is cry. My service so far has taught me a lot, but I think more than anything I am learning the true meaning of patience and how to be patient.

Patience is…

Waiting for a waitress to come to the table to give you the check after eating
Knowing that meetings will be scheduled and canceled on a moments notice, without communication to all the parties involved
Being called “firenji” by kids when you tell the same ones your name every day and having to continue to introduce yourself 4 months in
Walking by teen and 20-year old boys and having them laugh when one of them says, “Hello, how are you?” and being able to ignore them
Assigning homework and knowing full well that only about 8 kids out of 200 students will do it
Being reprimanded about your students’ grades and how low they are, and not being able to honestly say why they are lower than the other teachers
Waiting for a bus to fill up to go to your destination, when the sitting there is longer than the bus ride itself
Speeding through mountains, crammed in a bus, with the windows all closed, and the bus driver on his phone or adjusting the music to crank it louder
Having the same person call you 4 times in a row because they call you when they need something, not because they actually want to have a conversation
Knowing that there are only about 6 restaurants with the same food and deciding every day which one sounds the most appealing
Running into people on the street who ask you their name, but you can’t remember names and yet they still ask you every time they see you
Having a lot of ideas for programs to start, but having no means to start them
Attending a meeting all in another language and having no one translate for you
Having to ask a teacher what signs in the teachers lounge say because they are all written in Fidel and there is not a single sign in English
Crossing your fingers and hoping the Internet connects to talk to people back home
Having a hard time trusting people after you hear stories about situations and other volunteers
Dealing with over powering people, especially when you have no choice because they are a part of your work life
Waiting for the power to come back on (even after a few hours) and finding something to occupy your time instead
Dialing and calling a person 10 times to hope it connects once
Loading phone birr and having to reenter the code on the card more than a few times for it to load
Having your computer shut down every time the power goes out, and having to reopen your programs every time that happens
Having to duct tape your socket to the wall to keep it in place for power to run through it
Texting a fellow PCV to call you in a certain amount of time to give you an opportunity to get out of a situation or talking to someone
Going to the post office and not having mail, or having mail for your site mate instead
Trying to communicate that your room is in fact your room and you have privacy and are a grown up
Twirling one kid and then having to twirl all the kids in the neighborhood once word got around
Having a bunch of Kindle books, but not being able to get them to sync to your device (I’m a little technology inept)
Hearing music blasting at 10pm and 6am, and finding something to distract yourself to sleep instead
Having flies land on you constantly while sitting at buna or eating
Being expected to act a certain way because you are an American woman and ignoring the stereotypes to act yourself
Being reprimanded for not doing something, when it was never communicated to you in the first place and not blowing up
Being charged more- “firenji price”- just because you look different, even though you know the correct price and speak the language
Having to buy phone birr so often because all you want to do is talk to your friends around the country, but there is no unlimited talking or texting
Having a letter from one town over take 2 weeks to get to the post office, and just hoping it will eventually get there
Waiting for water to boil when you are hungry and just want to eat
Waiting for the network to come back after a few minutes, hours, or days
Letting your classes know that they have 45 class days to get through 5 chapters and every minute they talk is one less minute they are learning English
Being told you can’t eat or drink anymore because you have other houses to stop at on a holiday, and being willing to just say “ishi”
Holding your friends hands through some difficult moments in their lives, while trying to keep a cool and calm head about the situation
Being told to do things on the Internet for your job when the access is sporadic at best
Waiting for the “emergency” or “no service” to change back to “ethio tel” on your phone
Having to call a friend or family back 10 times on FaceTime for it to connect for a blurry and delayed call
Not getting annoyed when other firenji treat locals who you admire and like with bad attitudes
Sitting at a buna ceremony 2 cups into a 3 round ceremony and you realize it’s 10 at night
Trusting that the next hour, day, and week will hold something better than the present

Being patient is something I always struggled with back in the States. In America we are so used to the “we need it now”, instant gratification culture. Not to say that they don’t have that here, but it’s a much slower society in terms of how they do things. There are definite benefits to that, and sometimes the 3 cups of buna is just what I need to remind myself to slow down. However, with the good comes the difficult and it can be extremely difficult to fit into a culture where you don’t always belong or fit into. That encompasses most everything in my case, but patience and learning how to handle those differences is something I am learning everyday.



Sunday, February 1, 2015

Life learning and soul searching in Ethiopia

Life is full of moments and experiences that shape who you are. Everything I do affects the future of my own life and others, who I am as a person, and how I interact with the world around me. Although I have always known this fact, since starting on this journey in Ethiopia I have come to realize this fact of life even more. I have had a lot of time to look at my decisions, look at my environment and how I react to people and things, and look at how I have changed since living here. I have come to realize that I have learned a lot about myself and I have also changed through my circumstances and events in the past 7 months since living in my new home.

 I have learned to let go of my constant need to plan.
 I have learned to bite my tongue on things I see that I don’t agree with.
I have learned to smile when people ask me if I’m ok.
I have learned to let things roll off my back.
I have learned that sometimes the only cure to a bad day is wine and mac and cheese by yourself in your room.
I have learned that even though things aren’t always done the way you think is best, sometimes you can’t do anything about it and you might as well help out with the way it’s currently being done.
I have learned that no matter how bad of a day you are having, seeing a kid smile and run towards you to give you a hug, will make you a little happier.
I have learned that one of the best feelings is going to the post office and getting mail and/or packages.
I have learned that patience really is a virtue, but it’s one that can be impossible to attain.
I have learned that even though my students drive me crazy most of the time, I am fiercely protective over them.
I have learned that it’s incredibly frustrating for me when my students don’t do well on assignments or assessments, but that gives me more drive to make my teaching better to give them the education they deserve.
I have learned that I am actually very introverted and would rather stay in my room and read or watch TV shows than walk around sometimes.
I have learned that being able to talk, laugh, and be myself with my fellow Peace Corps Volunteers gets me through the hard days.
I have learned that no matter how much I try, it’s impossible to really explain life over here to people back home.
I have learned that I have a strong desire to help all my students find their true potential in education and in life, but there are so many boundaries to overcome.
I have learned that music is an escape even more necessary to me than back in the states.
I have learned that I still have a desire to learn and experience new things, even after all the hardships that sometimes come up.
I have learned that I am more capable of dealing with uncomfortable situations than I thought I ever would be.
I have learned that support from friends and family from back home has been more necessary than I ever thought it would be.
I have learned that sometimes the best friends you have in life aren’t people you have known longest, it’s the people willing to help you through everything.
I have learned that the most random and weird moments sometimes are the ones that make the best memories.
I have learned that over thinking things will make you begin to regret and question, and that it’s good to think about things but not OVER THINK and question yourself and your decisions.
I have learned that branching out to experience new food, new places, and meet new people can either be great or awful, but if you don’t try them, then you will never grow.
I have learned that everyone has a different story, and you have to learn that story before judging them.
I have learned that I have a travel bug that will not go away.

Since being in Ethiopia and Peace Corps, I have learned too many things to begin to list. I have learned that I am more flexible than I thought was possible. I have learned that I have the best family and friends in the world. I have learned that I have found my calling in teaching and traveling, and I have a newfound desire to jump into the unexpected. I do want a job and a family and a stable home at some point. But, since being over here I have realized how much of the world is out there and how much I still have yet to explore. I have learned that although I am very happy for my friends starting to settle down, that is not what I want yet. I have learned that although I am an introvert, I am someone who has the ability to change and adapt to situations. I have learned that although I do have to keep my mouth shut on a lot of issues, I do have the opportunity and desire to help people achieve what they deserve even with obstacles in the way. I have learned that although my friends and family have helped shape who I am, and although I have grown up a certain way, that I am ultimately the person who makes my life what it is. I have learned that I am me; in all my imperfections, and that I am finally ok with that.