Wednesday, July 2, 2014

Bricks and Mountains

Tania and I before getting in the truck on this great adventure!
The next day we all got up and headed to Malonje, not before getting some delicious donuts on our way out of town.  The drive took about 45 minutes to reach the edge of Malonje and we went straight to Roy’s plot of land.  Let me just say from the start, from the moment we got to Malonje, I agree with Roy, it is one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen.  His plot of land is at the base of a mountain and it is so green and just breathe taking. 
We all piled out of the truck and then were shown the bricks and he told us what he was planning for the land and then we got to work.  Even as we were breaking up the dirt and pouring the water in to start to make the mud, he doubted us.  Then we took off our shoes and started stomping around in the mud to make the correct consistency for the bricks (think wet cement consistency). 
Roy's view.... not bad huh!

I think I was falling... but I could have been trying to push her into the mud too!

Making Mud!
Then one of Roy’s workers showed us how to pack the molds and how to flip it over.  We each took turns doing this task and then we tried to figure out a way to be efficient about it.  Tania and Sam packed the molds, I took them and flipped them over and washed them out again while they were packing the other ones.  I was also in charge of digging more dirt to make more mud. 
Working hard.
While we were doing all this, Roy still didn’t think we would finish 300 bricks, but that just made us want to do it more.  After about 2 hours of work, we had made 300 bricks.  Not all were perfect but everyone who was around was very impressed by the quality of our bricks and said most of them would be used. 
Us and the Kids we were entertaining by working.
Some of the better bricks that we put our initials on
The view on our hike
                Next, we all piled into the truck again and he took us on a tour of Malonje.  It is a smaller town but still has quite a bit, it has a golf club (what??? It’s been so long since I’ve seen a golf course) and some fancy hotels, we ate at one of them, and his family seems to be about half the population of the town.  As we were driving, he would point out to me, “this is where my uncle lives and my aunt lives here.  My cousins live in those three houses there”… and so on.  After eating, we drove part way up the mountain on one side to go to some natural pools where the local people often swim.  We would have gone swimming but it was so cold, although Tania did fall in while we were walking across a part that was very shallow.  We sat there for a while and then headed further up the mountain to see the waterfall.  We were able to drive a little further up and then parked the car and had about a 30-minute hike up the mountain.  This place was absolutely beautiful, I think I could have sat there for days and just relaxed.

The waterfall


Walking back down the mountain


  
Our Walk down while the sunset

The pools at sunset
              We headed back down the mountain back to the pools and watched as the sun set.  Absolutely amazing!  On our way down, we stopped to buy some things made from Malonje cedar.  I got a nice little keepsake box, which smells AMAZING, and termites apparently won’t go near the stuff.  I think I could live in a house made of this stuff; it is so soothing and just makes me relax.  We grabbed some dinner and then he took us to one of the bars in town for a few more drinks.  We had decided that it was too late to head back to Blantyre and we ended up staying at his grandfather’s house.  But before we went home we were at the bar and we met some of his friends.  One man, Riaz, we were talking to about Mozambique.  His ex-wife is Mozambican and turns out, he knew some people in Cuamba that he wants to introduce us too someday.  He also owns a bunch of land in Malawi and from what I got, somewhere he is opening up a game reserve, or something along those lines.  So during our conversation he started to ask us a question, then stopped and said, “Wait are you two democrats or republicans?  Cause if you are democratic I’m not going to even bother asking you this next question.”  Tania’s and my response was the same… just ask, we won’t be offended.  He ended up saying that if we came to visit his game reserve thing we could shoot guns, we looked at each other and were like… “OK!”
          Unfortunately, we didn’t have time to go this trip but we got his email and are in the works of planning another trip to shoot some guns with this guy, although I made it very clear, I didn’t want to shoot any animals, just targets with all sorts of different guns that he has.  After watching the last few minutes of the USA vs. Portugal game of the world cup, we headed back to Roy’s grandfather’s house to finally go to bed.

















Tuesday, July 1, 2014

Wedding Parade and Wedding Crashers (Malawi Day 2)

Pizza and Coffee.... YUM!
Day two of our adventure started with us waking up and taking advantage of the hot showers.   Let’s just say that when a peace corps volunteer has the option of a warm shower, we are going to take as many long showers as we can.  We got ready and then headed out to explore Blantyre.  We found a place to get breakfast but when we looked at the menu, we saw pizza so we ordered two to split and figured by the time they were ready it would be 11 and an appropriate time to have pizza. 
Malawian President and his new bride
While we were eating, Roy called to see what our plans were and we told him we were eating and then we wanted to go see a movie at the theatre we had heard about and that we had decided to take him up on his tour of Malanje.  He told us to call him in the afternoon after we saw the movie and he would come get us.  We finished eating then decided to walk around a little and try to figure out where the mall/theatre were.  Everyone was just standing along the road waiting and we noticed a lot of police lining the road.  We stopped and asked someone what was happening.  Turns out the new President of Malawi and just gotten married and he and his new wife were driving around the city and were on their way by.  Added bonus of the trip, seeing the Malawian President and all his wedding guests and new wife parading down the street in their vehicles with their security.   We continued to walk around for a little bit and then decided it was getting late and we would call Roy to see if he still wanted to come get us.  He said he was on his way and would be at our hostel in about 45 minutes, so we decided to go back and take a short nap. 
Roy, Tania and I at the haunted bar
                When we woke up, he still wasn’t there, so we asked the people at the Hostel where the mall was and they informed us that the theatre was closed and then gave us directions.  We started to walk there and Roy drove by and picked us up.  We said we never made it to the mall and didn’t see a movie, so he insisted that he take us there, and he dropped us off to shop for about an hour while he went to visit his mother who lives in Blantyre.  We went to a bookstore, Shoprite (a large grocery store) and a Game (Think Walmart type store).  Hello culture shock… I was very overwhelmed with everything around me.  After that, we got some coffee and a quick snack while we waited for Roy to return for us.  When he did, we decided it was too late to go to Malonje and see the mountains because it would be dark by the time we got there, so the four of us decided to go out and get a drink and see more of Blantyre. 

Wedding reception
                He ended up taking us to a residential area where there is an old house that no one lives in now because people say it is haunted.  So instead of tearing it down or having a continuous flow of people living there and moving out, they turned it into a bar.  It was a beautiful old house and an even cooler bar.  We had a few beers, watched some football (soccer), and made a few plans for tomorrow for him to drive us to Malonje, to see his plot of land and the mountains.  He informed us that they were making bricks (out of mud) for the wall around his land and it had been raining a lot.  His guard didn’t cover them in time so he lost about 800 bricks, we decided that we would offer to help him make some more since he had been driving us around and showing us Malawi.  We promised to make 100 bricks each for 300 bricks total… let’s just say he didn’t believe us.  While we were sitting there, he mentioned that his mother was at a wedding reception of some family friends and when we asked why he wasn’t there he said because he was with us.  He then asked if we would want to go and of course we said, YES!!  So he called a few friends to make sure it’d be ok if we came, especially considering we weren’t dressed for a fancy wedding and when we got the ok, off we went to crash a Malawian-Greek Orthodox wedding reception.   This reception was in the middle of a park with several beautiful white tents set up to create a great reception area.  We got there, met some of Roy’s friends and family, and then all of a sudden Tania and I see some of the Greek guys from the night before. 
Note my clothes and note the other guests... hello underdressed :)
Both groups of people look at each other and are like, “What are you doing here?”, granted they were dressed up like they were supposed to be there and we, well we were in jeans and t-shirts, so I think it was a little stranger for us to be there.  We spent the night dancing and making many new friends, what a random and small world it is.  I guess now I can cross crash a wedding off my things to do in life.




Monday, June 30, 2014

The Plan and Day 1 (Malawi Trip, Part 1)

After the end of the first semester at the IFP, the school has a two-week break.  Sam and I decided it was time to take a trip and get out of Cuamba.  We had originally planned to travel through Malawi and then through the central region of Mozambique but due to time, we decided just to stick with Malawi.  Our friend Tania, who is also at an IFP, had the same break and we ended up meeting up with her in Malawi too, so there was the added bonus of seeing one of my best friends from training… my good old vizinha (neighbor) from Namaacha. Once we decided just to stick to Malawi, we made a plan to head to Blantyre to meet up with Tania, get some food, and see a movie (the only movie theatre remotely close by).  Next, we would head back the way we came to Zomba, where we heard it was beautiful and they have a gorgeous plateau we could go to the top of and then we would spend two days in Liwonde at a Safari camp seeing some animals.  Our trip ended up completely different and I think we only did about two or three of the previously mentioned things.  Most of you reading this probably know that I am not much of a planner and this trip fit my personality completely. Because so much happened, I’m going to split the posts up so you are not overwhelmed with information and awesomeness. So let’s get started at the beginning…

Sam and I left Cuamba on Friday, June 20.  We got to the chapa paragem around 5:15 and were the first ones in the chapa so we got the front seat!  Let me just explain to you that for someone with long legs this is probably the best thing that can happen other than getting a ride in a personal car where there are small amounts of people in it.  We left around 6:30 am after the chapa was nice and full of people and had a very comfortable (at least for me) ride to Mandimba the border town in Mozambique.  We met a friend of our colleague who helped us exchange money at a reasonable rate and arranged a bike boleia to take us from the town to the border and then from the border to Chiponde, the border town on the Malawi side.  From where we were dropped off in Mandimba to the town of Chiponde is just across the border but it is still about 15k and too far to walk, so we needed a ride.  It was very strange sitting on the back of a bike while we were going up and down hills the whole way.  Let me just say, this guy had some serious leg muscles to be able to manage that.  We got our passports stamped on the Mozambican side, not before we were asked several times if we would be coming back to Mozambique.  The border patrol guy kept telling us that we couldn’t find a namarar (boyfriend) in Malawi and fugir (flee) and never return to Mozambique or the US government and the Peace Corps in Maputo would be calling him and asking where we were.  After assuring him that we promised to come back, he stamped our passports and wished us a good trip.  We continued the bike boleia to the Malawi side, got our passports stamped and negotiated a price for a chapa to a crossroads town called Mangochi. 
               
This chapa was a little different from the ones we were used to in Mozambique, it was basically your typical minivan.  Cushy seats, lots of room, windows that opened and music.  Although they did continue to cram people in the back on the floor in the front and four people to a seat, it was still one of the most comfortable rides I’ve ever had since being in this region.  We switched over to another larger chapa and arranged to pay 2800 kwacha to take us the rest of the way to Blantyre.  We arrived in just outside of Blantyre at about 5pm and asked the driver where our hostel was and if we could walk to it.  He said we couldn’t walk but they could take us for 150 kwacha so we agreed and got back in the chapa.  We took a bunch of roads (that felt like it was out of the way), picked up another full chapa of people to drop off and then they got out and as we got close to where we were staying, they asked us to pay.  So we handed them the 150 each and he said no, we agreed on 1500 kwacha, and we had a big argument with them about how we had not agreed on that and that was a ridiculous price.  The normal price for in town chapas in 150 and that is what everyone else paid so that is what we would pay.  Their response was, then let’s go talk to the police, and we responded, ok let’s go.  We found a police officer that was on the street, Sam and the one man got out to talk with them, and I stayed in the car with our stuff and the driver.  What I saw was the man talking to the police, then Sam, then the police officer scolding the worker, so I felt pretty confident that it would turn out ok for us.  When they returned the police officer was with them and rode with us to the hostel.  Sam and I were a little frustrated with the last part of our trip; we were tired from the full day of traveling and just wanted some food and a drink.

When we got to our room, Tania had just arrived about 10 minutes before us and we decided to get some food at the hostel and get some drinks there too.  We had some delicious food, a hamburger, a chicken club wrap, nachos, and lasagna, and ate it family style, (i.e. we each ordered something and split it three ways).

We then decided to continue catching up at the bar of the hostel and got a few more drinks.  We ended up meeting a Malawian/British man named Roy and his cousin, Foxy.  Turns out Roy had gone to University in the Indiana and Alabama for about five years total and then got his masters in Britain and has lived there for about the last ten years.  He was just back visiting his family and doing a little work on a plot of land he owns.  We talked to these guys and they were teaching us, mainly Tania, Chechewa (the local language of Malawi and some parts of Mozambique.  The area Tania lives in, this is the main local language).  Sam was exhausted from our day of travel and went to bed and Tania and I stayed and talked with them for a little longer.  We told them our plans to go to Zomba, because we heard it was beautiful and they said it was but they said their hometown was much prettier and we had to go visit.  They kept assuring us that it was not only because they were from there, it was really one of the best places in Malawi.  Roy offered to come back and get us, take us around Malonje (his hometown), and then bring us back to Blantyre the same day.  We said we had to talk to Sam and think about it but got his number and said we would talk to him tomorrow.  They eventually left and we stayed and continued to catch up.  Eventually, when we were heading to our room, there was one other table left full of people and they called us over.  We had another few drinks with them and found out that the four guys were from Greece, one of the girls was Turkish, and the other girl was British.  Tania and I eventually went to bed around 3am.  That was the end of Day 1 of our trip.

Sunday, June 29, 2014

Reunited


The road to Montepuez
After the end of the trimester at the Secondary school, it was time for our first official conference for Peace Corps since being at site.  Most groups have this conference after three months at site but we had it after five.  The reason it was changed for our group was because of the last elections the school schedules were pushed back a few weeks and so we had to wait until the first break at the secondary schools.  Sam and I still had classes at the IFP but we were able to leave work for our students and to head to Nampula for this conference.  We decided it was time for a little trip before this conference too and because of the train schedule, we had to go a little early anyway.  So we took the train to Nampula, stayed one night there then caught a bus to the province of Cabo Delgado.  Once there, we took a nice cushy chapa to Montepuez to see our first 21ers (my group of volunteers) since Christmas, and stay at a fellow Iowan’s home.  We hung out at Jeanette’s house and explored Montepuez for a few days, and more volunteers ended up coming to visit too on their way to Nampula, in the end there were eight of us traveling from Montepuez to the conference. It was great to see some of our group.  It’s so strange, we spend 10 weeks together getting to know each other and being extremely close during training and then they split us up and send us all over the country to our new homes, and for Sam and I, we are the only ones in Niassa and it is very hard to get anywhere and see people. 
Role playing some reading techniques
                Our group traveling from Montepuez was the first group to reach Nampula and the hotel.  We all went to our rooms and took advantage of the hot showers.  Then we went to get some food and more people started to show up throughout the day.  It was so great to see everyone from the North again.  I honestly forgot how much fun all these people are since we never see each other.  Our conference started the next day and we had sessions all day about what we had been doing at site over the past 5 months, troubles and successes, integration, teaching practices, and a little about secondary projects.  I wasn’t expecting to get a lot out of this conference, in all honesty, but it actually was great.  I got some good ideas for my classes as well as heard about some great projects some people are working on.  It was also great to hear that we all are going through the same sort of difficulties and talk about how we are dealing with them.  Usually we all put on a happy face when talking about site, but we were able to share our doubts and problems and see that we may not be the only ones going through these things, everyone is. 
Sam's picture of the bridge over to the Island



                After the conference, there was a gathering of many of the northern volunteers at Ilha de Moçambique. Our entire group got a chapa to Ilha and made the short trip from Nampula where we met many of the other volunteers spread throughout the northern region.  It’s always great to meet new
Most of the Northern 21ers at Ilha de Mozambique
volunteers and hang out.  One day a few of us went over to the island and took a tour of the old fort on the island.  It was beautiful and I will definitely have to make it back someday and explore the island a little more, when I have some more time.
At  Fort São Sebastião

 Fort São Sebastião


 Fort São Sebastião

 Fort São Sebastião
 Fort São Sebastião
 Fort São Sebastião
 Inside Fort São Sebastião
Me outside of  Fort São Sebastião

After that, we got a ride back to Nampula with a friend in his rented chapa, so we had plenty of room because there were only seven people in the entire chapa instead of the usual 17, and then I caught the train back to my home sweet home, Cuamba.

Saturday, June 28, 2014

Testing is an experience here...

A lot has been happening in the last month.  I have travelled a lot, had several conferences, met lots of new volunteers and Mozambicans, and finished our first semester at the IFP and finished the first trimester at the secondary school.  Because of all this, I have been extremely busy and I have a lot to tell you all.  Because of this you are about to get a flood of blog posts for your reading pleasures!  It might be a little overwhelming considering it has been pretty quiet on this blog for quite some time, so to help you pace yourselves I’m going to only post once every day.  This will also help keep the blogs fairly short too. I'm going to try to post every day for at least 2 weeks, maybe even make my goal for an entire month... but lets not get ahead of ourselves.  
            Ok so first off, we finished up the first trimester at the secondary school.   To do this, the students had to take a final exam.  I was used to testing in the US, where the teacher creates the final based on what they taught that year, so that is what I was prepared for.  A few days before the week of testing, I found out that the tests were from the government.  So I felt very bad for my students, because who knew what was going to be on that test, plus I had started about 3 weeks late in the semester with them, so we were VERY behind in the curriculum.    Instead of trying to describe the Provincial Exam ridiculousness to you (and probably failing), I have decided to copy the test here exactly as it is written (spelling/grammar mistakes and all) and write in my own comments in this font and color.  This test may be hard for some of the best Mozambican speakers, so keep in mind that many of my students are very low and at best know just the basics of English.
So here we go… here is the test!
Section one (worth 10 marks)
Natural resources are derived either from the air, water and organisms of the biosphere or from the subterranean areas of the Earth.  Resources of the first kind (the first kind would be called what??? I mean I know you are talking about Renewable resources but it would be nice for you just to say that…considering this isn’t a science test) will be depleted by excess harvesting, but given time, proper conditions and natural processes; these resources will maintain and replace themselves.  They do not release carbon dioxide and other air pollutions in to the atmosphere.
These resources (again, what resources???) ,such as fossil fuels, are derived from beneath the Earth’s crust, the Earth’s ecosystems have evolved largely in absence of them, and so they are in a sense of foreign to the Earth’s biosphere.  They exist in limited supply and they are not being naturally created at a significant rate.  Once consumed, that is the end of them. (Holy big words.  Maybe we could use simpler terms considering this is most of my students 3rd language)
Group the words below into Renewable and Non Renewable Resources. (Gee I hope they know what it means to be renewable and non-renewable, because the 2 paragraphs above didn’t really tell them which was which, unless they already understand this vocabulary)
Forests;                        Fish;                Coal;                Oil;                  Natural Gas;
Water;                        Minerals;                     Petroleum;        Silver;                  Herbs.

Section two (worth 5 marks)
Complete the following words to comparisons in the sentences. (words to comparisons? Excuse me what?  You mean put these words into a comparative sentence?, but at least we covered this a lot in class so students should at least have a chance on this one… especially cause most of them are going to use their notebooks)
Example: A horse/ fast/ a cheetah.
A horse is faster than a cheetah. (Last I checked a cheetah is faster, but I guess that doesn’t have much to do with English, so why bother)
1)      The town of Maputo/ rich/ town of Lichinga.
2)      The average temperature in Tete/ high/ the average temperature of Lichinga.
3)      Music/ interesting/ gardening
4)      Paulo Samuel Kankhomba Secondary school/ big/ Heroes Primary school.
5)      Gold/ expensive/ cotton

Section three (worth 5 marks)
The manager of Niassa New Forest is looking for a man or woman of the aged between 18 to 30 years, capable of taking care of his child of five months old.  He offers transport from and to the care’s residence.  The salary is compatible. His address is:   Post Office Box 98, Lichinga, Niassa.
The application letter should be handed in his office before the end of April. (Wait I’m confused… is there a question here.  At least some instructions, what am I supposed to do with this.  And do I do this now or do I turn it into the office in the next few weeks?  What the students were supposed to do is write a letter of interest for this job, but how would they know that.  I got some that did that, some that wrote their own version of a job advertisement, even though I explained what to do here, they still didn’t quite understand, especially because I was not the one proctoring their exam and only came into the room for a few minutes to explain.)
THE END
(They like to let you know that it is the end of the test always with THE END… just in case you couldn’t tell by the blank space left over)


The answer key that I got said that for section 3 their score would depend on the following things; The letter should have two addresses, the sender’s and the receiver’s, the sender’s address should contain a date, The salutation, the introduction, the body, the conclusion, signature of the sender, good sentence construction.  That list is the only thing I was given to grade the last part.  Of course most of my students didn’t get any points and only one person got 3 points on that part.  Section 2 was the best part for my students, but even that part didn’t go great.  The highest score on the test was a 15, but the average was a 5.  Luckily, I have a little freedom with my grades and can make it so this test does not count for any or much of their grades.  I decided to add it to their grades because it is work but only make it a small part of their grades, so it would not really affect anything much.  

I just hope that I can teach my students at the IFP how to make an appropriate test for their students.  

Saturday, April 26, 2014

é a malária, não é? (It's malaria, isn't it)

April 25, 2014 (yesterday) was World Malaria Day.  So I figured I should write a blog post about malaria, this won't be overly exciting, but I'm trying to write a blog more often and this is an important issue here.  So a lot of you reading this probably have never had to think much about malaria in your daily lives.  You probably don’t know someone personally who has died from malaria or even someone who has had malaria.  I’ll admit it, before coming to Mozambique, I knew malaria was a big problem in a lot of the world, and killed a lot of people but I never really had to worry about it living in the United States, since it was considered eliminated in the US in 1951.  

But since joining the Peace Corps and moving to Mozambique it has been something I have had to deal with.  I had to start taking malaria prophylaxis (malaria meds to help prevent getting it), had to start sleeping under mosquito nets, and started using mosquito repellent more frequently and not just because the mosquitos are annoying, but because they can get me sick.  I have also had to deal with the consistent occurrences of the question, “Is it malaria?” or “Oh you had malaria” when I tell someone I am or was sick recently.  Here malaria is so common, most people think any combination of the symptoms or anytime someone is sick, it means they have malaria.  Toward the beginning of my class at the IFP, we played a game “I’ve never” where I or someone read a statement and if you had never done that you stepped into the circle.  It was a get to know you activity as well as practicing some English.  I read the phrase, “I’ve never had Malaria” and I think only one of my students stepped into the middle of the circle along with me.  I saw the look on some of their faces at the fact that I’d never had malaria, they were very surprised.  Then last week I did a whole lesson on malaria.  We listened to a TedTalk by Sonia Shah about malaria and discussed some of her points.  Part way through one of my students raised his hand and said, “Trainer, I remember you said you never had malaria, do you not have mosquitos in the United States?”  I explained that we had mosquitos but malaria was not a problem for us anymore, it used to be a problem but it was eliminated, like many other countries. Some of them knew this already, but others were again very surprised that before coming to Mozambique I didn't sleep under a mosquito net, or that I didn't have to worry about malaria.  

Malaria is curable and preventable and yet a huge problem in a lot of the world.  Why?  People know about malaria and how to prevent it, but many people feel that it is just a part of life and they don't need to do much to prevent it, because everyone gets it and over time they start to develop some immunity to it, so it isn't as bad.  But the majority of people dying from malaria are children under 5 who have not developed this immunity.  And by not taking precautions against it, the rest of the population is adding to the prevelence of these deaths.  How so, you might ask?  Well Malaria is spread from person to person through mosquito bites.  So if a 35 year old man who has had malaria multiple times in his life and has developed some immunity to it, gets malaria again but it doesn't really affect him much and then a mosquito bites him and then bites his 3 month old granddaughter, this is how she can get malaria and since she is so young and doesn't have any sort of immunity to it, it could kill her.  I'm not saying that everyone thinks that they shouldn't take precautions because malaria is just a part of life, and most people I've met here in Mozambique don't feel this way, but it is a common thought throughout the world that is affected by it.  

Mosquito nets are a huge prevention tool, yet many people do not use them.  Even when the local hospitals hand them out or sell them for very cheap often people use them for other things.  For example, in a nearby town, where some of my students are from (and told me about this problem), people often use mosquito nets as fishing nets.  A large population of this town makes their living selling fish they catch, and not only that, they get their own food this way.  So when given this nice big net or when they buy one, that is supposed to help them prevent malaria, they decided to start using it to fish and get more product and food for their families.  It is common to see mosquito nets here and in other countries used for a variety of different things, other than malaria prevention.  So how do you convince a population that it is more important to protect themselves from malaria, than to improve their fishing abilities, thus making more money and having more food.  I'm not entirely sure.  But I hope someone figures that out someday and malaria can be completely eradicated.  It's so strange to me that we have this illness that we know where it comes from, how to cure it and how to prevent it and yet in 2012, an estimated 627,000 people died of malaria (CDC.com).  Again, I don't know how to fix this, but hopefully someday malaria will not be an issue anywhere.


                So now for a little education and facts for you. 
  • About 91% of malaria-related deaths in 2010 occurred in Africa.  The majority of these deaths were children under 5.
  • Malaria is spread from person to person by mosquito bites.  (A mosquito bites an infected person  and gets infected with the parasite, then bites another person and transmits the parasite)
  • Malaria is spread by some species of female Anopheles mosquito, and these usually bite between the hours of 9pm and 5am
  •  Approximately 1,500-2,000 cases of malaria are reported every year in the US, almost all in recent travelers.  Reported malaria cases reached a 40-year high of 1,925 in 2011. (cdc.gov/malaria/about/facts.html)
  • Of the species of Anopheles mosquitoes found in the US, the three species that were responsible for malaria transmission prior to elimination are still prevalent; thus there is a constant risk that malaria could be reintroduced in the US (cdc.gov/malaria/about/facts.html)
  • Malaria is preventable and sleeping under an insecticide-treated mosquito net every night is one of the best ways to protect yourself and others from malaria. (I recently heard an interesting statistic… If 80% of a community slept under a mosquito net every night, malaria could be eliminated from that community.)
  • Malaria is curable.   Medicine is often taken 2 times a day for 3 days but it depends on the weight and age of the person. 
  • As of 2013, 111 countries are free from malaria

Friday, April 18, 2014

Good Morning Teacher

It's official... I am an awful blogger.  I didn't realize that my last post was in February, sorry about that everyone.   In my defense, I am in Mozambique where internet is not always easily available to me and my life as become very “normal” at least to me, but that is still no excuse because I know there are a lot of people (or maybe only a few) who want to know what I’ve been up to for the past few months. So what have I been up to through the months of February and March since my last post.  Well a lot, but also not a whole lot.  So we had interviews to get into the IFP during February. Because I'm to lazy to write a lot about this you should go to my roommates blog and read all about her take on it.  I pretty much agree with everything she says, and she is much better at keeping up with her blog :)!   Let me just say that it was frustrating, interesting, eye-opening, and comical all at once.

Now for what I've been doing with alll my time.  Teaching, thats about it right now.  I am teaching one class at the IFP (my original job) and since I didn't have much to do there I went to the secondary school to see if they needed English teachers, which they did, and I am teachering two turmas (classes) of 11th grade English.  It is nice to get both the experience at the IFP and the experience of a secondary school teacher... because let me tell you they are completely different from each other and very different from what I am used to teaching in the states.

                I’ll start with the secondary school.  Each class has 84 students on the class list, but I’d say only about 70 show up on a regular basis, sometimes more, sometimes less.  I have each class 3 times a week, two douplas (two 45min. classes back to back) and one single class period.  The only material I have is a chalk board and chalk and if I have access to big paper to write on I can use that.  The students only have notebooks and pens and do not have text books or work books to use.  Several of the students end up sitting on the floor during my class because there are not enough desks for everyone.  It is very difficult to plan lessons for classes that are that big and its even harder to have good classroom management with that many students and when many of them could care less about learning English.  Especially when they know that no matter what I give them for a grade, it will probably be changed to passing.  Even if they get a high grade, it will probably be changed to a lower but still passing grade.  The grading scale is from 0 to 20 and anything over a 10 is considered passing and a good grade.  For some reason here they don’t think that many students or any in some cases, should get over a 14 and below a 8 or 9 no matter how much work they did or didn’t do throughout the trimester.  I have several students who did not pass my classes and some with some very good scores, so we will see what happens with that when I turn those grades in.   

On the other hand my IFP students are great! (not saying that the secondary students aren’t, but it’s just very different.)  I have 33 students in my class, most really seem to care about learning and trying and are always full of qustions.  I still only have chalk and a chalk board in the classroom, but with only 33 students it is easier for me to bring in supplies for them like colored pencils and what not.  We also have a smartboard here that I can use, so that is fun for some classes.  Grades are still an issue because most people have the same mentality and my grades may get changed at the end of the semester but I hope not.  The students work hard to earn those grades and I just don’t understand the mentality of cheating here and changing grades, but it is what it is.

So I have been in Mozambique for over 6 months (now getting closer to 7) and my roommate Sam and I were sitting around making a list of all the things that we haven’t done in over 6 months…. So here it is.

In the last 6 months I haven’t….
  1. Been in a building over 3 stories high (ok the hotels in Nampula and Maputo… maybe)
  2. Climbed a flight of stairs in a building (again see above… that’s still been over 4 months)
  3. Been in an elevator
  4. Eaten or seen bacon
  5. Had easy access to reliable wi-fi
  6. Seen a dog on a leash (but I’ve seen several goats on leashes)
  7. Driven a car
  8. Gone a day without hearing or speaking another language
  9. Been to a shopping mall
  10.  Eaten at a fast food restaurant
  11. Had delivery food
  12.  Lived within a mile of a store
  13.  Not had to bring my own toilet paper into a bathroom
  14. Used a public restroom that wasn’t a dump flush or a pit
  15.  Had air conditioning in my home
  16. Spent a night where I didn’t need to sleep under a mosquito net
  17.  Gone a week without having take malaria meds
  18. Been to a movie theatre
  19.  Not had to filter my water
  20.  Mowed a lawn or seen a lawn mower
  21.  Used a washer and dryer
  22. Lived with a supermarket within 50K
  23. Taken public transport that didn’t have a goat, chicken, or several crying babies on it (usually two or more of these)
  24. Been able to buy things at a store or market after 8pm
  25. Not had to wear sunscreen
  26. Not had awful tanlines (especially on my feet… what up Teva Tan)
  27. Not had hundreds of roommates that were of the insect persuasion (yes we call all the cockroaches and other insects our roommates now)
  28. Had a closet
  29. Had a legit system (shelves, dressors, ect) to store things
  30. Seen a skateboard
  31.  Seen a soccer net (most of the goals here are just empty goal posts or nothing at all)
  32.  Worn Flip flops on a daily basis because they are not an acceptable form of footwear to wear around town. They are house shoes…
  33. watched Netflix
  34. Been in classroom with a white board, maps and things on the wall, and other materials (not just chalkboard and chalk)
  35. Paid with a credit card or debit card
  36.  Paid with American money
  37.  Had a voicemail
  38.  Spoken on the phone without having to worry about running out of credit
  39. Been in the same room as my family
  40. Been in the US
  41. Seen snow
  42. Had a normal bowl movement
  43.  Gone a day without talking about foods I miss, poop, or sex (usually at least 2 of these things are brought up in conversations by every PCV)
  44. Gone a day without seeing a baby on a motorcycle
  45. Used a doorknob to open a door.
  46. had ice in a drink
  47. Eaten chicken that wasn’t killed that day
  48. Gone a day without being called “white person” in some language or another
  49. Shown my knees in town
  50. Used a Microwave
  51. Gone a day without multiple mysterious bug bites on my body
  52. Been somewhere with a fire department
  53. Had soda out of a plastic bottle
  54. Had a beer at home
  55. Used an actual oven
  56. Used a dishwasher
  57. Taken a taxi
  58. Owned a chair that wasn’t plastic
  59. Straightened my hair
  60. Gone a day without seeing people carrying things on their heads
  61. Entered a classroom without students standing and saying good morning teacher or good afternoon teacher
  62. Been inside a target
  63. Been inside a coffee shop
  64. Eaten a hamburger
  65. Used tortillas that I didn’t make