So I have managed to make it through a whole week at training. It’s Sunday, our “free day”, and a lot has happened since my last update. I learned a couple of Rwandan dances that I was made to perform in front of everyone in my staging group. As it turns out, at the end of my last post I had mentioned that there were people outside learning some traditional songs and dances, but there were only LCFs* (Language and Culture Facilitators) practicing for a show that night. When I wandered outside and asked to be shown some of the steps they readily accepted and immediately started helping me with my awkward imitations. Later on I taught them how to waltz, so I suppose Peace Corps goal 2 can be crossed off the list.
That night Mupemba (our training director) had a dance party at his house. When I showed up all of the LCFs grabbed me and started pulling me towards a dressing room. I was understandable confused. “You’re going to dance with us tonight, aren’t you Jinny,” Zilpah asked me with this puppy dog face that bordered on the sinister. “… Of course I am”. I didn’t really want to say no in any event. So, they dressed me up in the traditional garb and we walked out in front of everyone at staging and all of the dances I learned plus a few I didn’t. Eventually other people got pulled into the mix and I felt less like the town “Umuzungu”. Then they just started playing normal hip-hop and we got changed back into normal clothes. Bomb Diggity.
Since then I’ve been doing my best to learn Kinyarwanda, and a little more about the people in my staging group. The Kinyarwanda is going slowly. I’m relying a little too much on my French to communicate with the people around me who are not native English speakers and it is working to my detriment. Not having flash cards has also been a little bit difficult. However, one thing that has been a positive outlet for learning the language is Resource Families!
I met my Resource Family the other day and they are fantastic! I’m supposed to spend at least four hours a week at their house which shouldn’t be difficult because spending time with anyone in Rwanda is usually a multiple hour affair. I learned how Wowe Uri Mama Wanjye, “You are my Mother”, and a few other basic phrases that they didn’t teach us in class. I also had an extensive conversation with my Resource Dad about some of the problems in Rwanda. I’ll admit this was nothing short of discouraging. My initial attitude of “I’m going to Rwanda to listen to what the issues are and provide solutions” seems nigh impossible.
Most people working in Rwanda are still subsistence farmers. My Resource Dad was explaining to me that this method of survival didn’t work because there are 10 million people in Rwanda and not enough space to have that much land for farming. So, in short, people starve. I tried to explain the idea of tertiary work and how it is important to educate the population in order to move citizens up from farmers to professionals so that the land issue is resolved and he just shook his head. “Nobody wants to open a movie theatre because no one has money to buy a movie ticket. No one wants to build a night club because no one can afford to pay for drinks or buy a ticket for entry.” Businesses can’t do business with people who can’t pay for services.
I don’t have a solution. I don’t have any regurgitated educational quip for this one. How do countries actually develop now-a-days? Have any countries developed since the rise of the West? I get tried just thinking about it. Maybe being here longer will help me come to some variety of conclusions about my goals.
The last thing I think I should mention is that we had our first person ET** today. I’m really sad, though in some ways I’m also relieved. I’m not the only one who has had moments of doubt and I’m clearly not the only one who has considered that I may not be able to complete my service here. It’s never easy to set a precedent and it takes a very brave person to do so.
“Whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.” – Desiderata
* Language and Culture Facilitator
** Quit the Peace Corps