Thursday, November 13, 2008

End of the Year Reflections

End of the Year Reflections

It turns out the Junior High dances are great fun, especially when you
are no longer in Junior High. This week marked the end of sessions for
JFFLS (Junior Farmer Field and Life School), the after-school program
for orphans that I have worked with this year. I wanted for there to
be a sense of celebration, completion and closure, so a party seemed
to be in order.

Never having thrown a party in Namibia, I wasn't sure how all the
activities would go over. This proved to be an unnecessary worry,
since some things are universal. Combine children, waterballoons,
sticky hot sunshine and you will have a good, slightly wet time
whether you are sub-sub saharan Africa or in the mid-midwest of the
U.S. Music and dancing, another two guaranteed elements of a good
party. Unlike in the states, where boys often refuse to dance, it
proved to be the exact opposite here. The girls clustered around,
while the boys danced like their life depended on it.

The weather these days is volatile, with storm clouds building into
huge downpours every day. When I went to the party right after school,
it was pouring rain. I wasn't sure if we'd be able to do the water
balloon toss, bob for organges and have our dance party if it kept on
raining, so I told the kids that we all needed to chant "rain, rain,
go away…" louder and louder….and it worked! By the time we finished
with refreshments, dramas, indoor games and certificates, the weather
had cleared up for our outdoor activities.

My family as usual proved to be invaluable, helping me shop for the
party and fry hundreds of fat cakes. I wish I could have captured the
scenes from the afternoon in photos, but instead they'll just remain
etched in my head.
The faces of the learners receiving their first certificate of
completion; the wet smile of Raunah clutching an orange in her teeth;
the willful face of Masake releasing her water balloon into the air;
Kawanda, who cannot speak any English, but found his place on the
dance floor.

These children have tested every ounce of my patience this year. Often
I have left sessions feeling utterly defeated and ineffective in how
to get through to them. Yet, their energy and enthusiasm in the face
of all the challenges they've already faced in their young lives,
gives me a glimmer of hope.

Do I ever want to work with a large group of middle schoolers?
Definitely not. Was this a worthwhile experience? Without a doubt.


--
Thea Neal
Peace Corps Volunteer
Caprivi Region, Namibia
Cell: 081-364-2891

Thursday, November 6, 2008