I have now been at my site for just
over two weeks, which is pretty incredible to believe. On my first
day of work, I learned that through my organization I am actually
working with five villages, not just my home village. As a result, I
spent much of my first week walking to and from these other villages
for community meetings where I once again got the opportunity to
speak Sesotho in front of a large audience. Thankfully they are
always so impressed that I can speak any Sesotho that they
automatically become a friendly audience. (If you missed the videoclip of me speaking Sesotho during a large pitso when I visited my village during training, click here, it is loaded and if you turn your volume all the way up, you should be able to hear me)
The Community Building my organization owns. |
The rest of my work time has consisted
of helping the Bo-Me (women) of my organization clear the land around
our community building. The plan is to plant vegetables as an IGA
(income generating activity), however, the amount of work required
before planting is impressive.
Upon my arrival, the rocky ledge
housing the community building was surrounded by scrubby weeds and
tall grasses. Over the past week, we have cleared approximately half
of the land and cut much of the tall grass on the other half. After
clearing the weeds and grasses by hand, we have used small shovels to
turn the soil in the plots. We have also had to create tiers as the
community building is on a hill and we do not want our efforts to
wash away with the next rains.
Each day we plan to meet at 10,
however, starting time may range anywhere from 10 to 11. This is
culturally normal as people are often running late. Considering all
of these women are volunteering their time, I am not complaining. I
bring my knitting and chat with the other early (on time) arrivals
until enough of us are present that it makes sense to start. We
generally open with prayer before jumping up to start working.
Because we only have three shovels (one
with no handle) and a gardening rake, our progress is slow. When we
were pulling weeks, the lack of tools did not hinder us, however, as
we have moved on to the shovel tilling, it has been slowed
significantly. I frequently spend my time jumping around trying to
find ways to be helpful without tools, such as clearing away debris
and grabbing stones for the small retaining walls we have built.
Every now and then I get bold enough to
grab for a shovel. The first time I did this, I was met with much
positive reinforcement as the Bo-Me watched me and celebrated “O
tseba!” (She knows) Since my avid shoveling that day, however, it
seems that the Bo-Me are satisfied that I know how to turn dirt the
Basotho way. Now when I grab for a shovel, I hear “Ausi Thato, ke
kope u pumola” which means, Beth, I respectfully ask that you
rest.” It is only my knowledge that they mean this respectfully
that keeps me from getting frustrated. Most of these women are twice
my age and probably eating significantly less protein in their diet
than I am. I want to use my strong and healthy body, however, they
want to protect me and bestow honor upon me.
August is apparently a windy month here
in Lesotho. As we have been working on the garden plots, we have had
dirt and dust flying around. We have actually called off twice this
week because it was simply too windy and dusty to move soil around.
Even without using our shovels, there was visible dirt flying
throughout the day.
When I first arrived, I found these
older women hard to understand despite my avid learning of Sesotho
during training. Most of them speak no English and many also are
unable to read or write their own language as they grew up before
primary education was free in Lesotho. Thankfully, listening to them
goof off and chat over the past two weeks of work has opened my ears
so that I am generally able to understand them and they me.
Considering how much of the language I still need to learn, I am
grateful for our ability to communicate.
I genuinely cannot say enough positive
things about the women I am working with. True volunteerism in
Lesotho is, for the most part, uncommon. Many “volunteers” are
paid a stipend for their work. We were warned in training that people
will expect money or other rewards for volunteering. In a country
where so many people are barely feeding and clothing themselves, it
is understandable that people would be hesitant to give time that
could otherwise be tending to their own basic needs. The women who
comprise my community organization are clearly the exception to this.
In addition to tending to their own families and their own household
responsibilities, they have been working diligently with me since my
arrival. While individuals may have missed a day here or there to
tend to other responsibilities, as a group, they are present and
working hard. I feel incredibly blessed to be working with, learning
from, and hopefully helping these strong women. I am sure that I will
share more examples of how they impress me over the next two years.
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