The Day I Was a Failure - 03/08

Okay - I know that title sounds harsh!  But man, oh man, was it intense! 
Picture it, Moshi, 2016...
A group of 8 volunteers is ready for the dancing lesson, accompanied by local volunteers.
Well... this little island girl stands out amongst the 'mzungu' {foreigners}... and for today not in a good way.  I guess the assumption was I would have a really good sense of rhythm and be able to pick up the steps easily... (not exactly). As we were learning the steps I was following along, marking the steps. I guess the correct thing to do would have been to go all out each and every time because I was soon yelled at for standing too stiffly... holding my hands across my chest...
Things got worse when we switched over to the singing part of our lesson. It appeared the assumption this time was I should know the words to the Swahili song we were singing! It was kind of funny the way the older man was getting frustrated with me. Oh well. .. Hakuna matata!
Even though it was good fun, I'll stick to my F3 classes instead of picking up African dance!

Visit with Bibi - 02/08

Today we had our community exploration outing. Lordy, Keydo, Teddy and two mamas from the village led the way as we walked to the nearby water source which provides water for our neighbourhood as well as Moshi town. 
The scenery was absolutely beautiful!
Our next stop was to see Bibi. Bibi is Swahili for grandmother and we had the privilege of meeting with the eldest couple around to hear about traditional marriage.
After the initial pleasantries, we sat around  Bibi on a selection of wooden benches abs stools. Keydo did a fantastic job translating for us. 
Bibi is now 100 years old. Her and Babu had 12 children, yet sadly they only have three living children. They also have many grandchildren.  He didn't talk but he kept the goats under control while Bibi told her story.  Perhaps that's the secret to a long and happy marriage!

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The Chagga - 27/07

Today we had a day trip to the Marangu area. We stopped at a Chagga Village for an informative tour.
The Chagga were brilliant.
Really.
The Chagga are the indigenous people of Mount Kilimanjaro who created an intricate system of life below ground as a response to attacks from other lowland tribes like the Maasai. The way they designed their cave dwellings and their plan of action for attacks was impressive.  I encourage you to read more about these interesting people.

Do Good, Feel Good - 25/07

Today I wasn't feeling 100%. You'd think after last year's experience with germy volunteers I'd have learned my lesson and carried some cold medicine. Alas, I didn't.  So after spending the weekend in a safari truck with someone who covered their cough only 70% of the time, and 80% of THAT coverage was done with the inside of her hand, I was bound to be affected by the cold that is going around the group.  Gross. I've been taking cod liver oil capsules and airborne in attempts to prevent illness and I like to think they've been pretty effective.
Last night I had a slight headache and sore throat.  I took some Tylenol and a Strepsil before bed.  This morning I felt like my health was fading a bit but I knew if I could make it through the morning I could pick up medicine during our afternoon town trip.
Today was my first day with the 4 year olds.  Our morning started with assembly outside next to the play yard. The children were too cute singing the national anthem!  They practised 'attention' and 'at ease' and sang more songs. The teachers checked their uniforms and general cleanliness before dismissing them to class. 
Today the 4 year olds reviewed their numbers to 100, alphabet song, long O sound and basic addition facts.  Their snack break is a little later because of the staggered times as the dining room is shared. It works out that my tea time is closer to their snack time. With our tea today we had samosas and a deep fried hard boiled egg... I tried my best to eat it but I am no fan of boiled egg!  At least I tried.
The children copied down a few addition sums and some consonant-longO combinations in their copybooks. By the time they had all finished that it was almost their lunch time and time for me to head back to Home Base. 
After lunch I took a quick nap during siesta time.  I still wasn't feeling great but I didn't want to miss our scheduled visit to a local orphanage. After a few reminders not to come back home {Bermuda} with a baby, I headed out ready to pick up some supplies for the orphanage as well as something to fight this sore throat before it gets any worse.
I filled up a shopping cart with things I thought would be helpful, practical and fun.  Joseph accompanied me and Teddy helped to provide some suggestions.
I also grabbed some fruit juices, Strepsils and all natural medicine for me.
Once my groceries were all boxed we headed out to the van and Papa John helped put the box in his van. 
It was a bit of a drive out to the orphanage so I got some rest on the way.  When we arrived I instantly felt welcome.  The children came out to meet us and took the donations inside to a table.  Then they sang a few songs for us.  It was beautiful.  Nixon, one of our local volunteers, (not to be confused with the safari driver) translated the story of the orphanage as given by the Mama.
The orphanage began when they found a little boy sleeping in the sewer drains. They had a small wooden house but they took him home.  It wasn't long before they had more children.  The husband is a guide at Mount Kilimanjaro and one day he must have told a tourist about their children.  In 2006 they received a donation from that tourist to start building a bigger home and by 2007 the house was finished. 
The first boy they had is now grown up and working at the Tanzanian Revenue Authority and another is a teacher.  Many of their other children are in university. They have quite an age range in the house now and two little ones with special needs. The other children interact nicely with the children with special needs.  You can see the love, patience and understanding they have.
After a tour of the property we went out to see their church where they sang a few more songs. We then played some games outside until it was time to go. 
It was great to see them all living happily as a family. They were so appreciative of our time and gifts but really I was grateful for the experience of being with them and getting to see how they live first hand. It sounds cliché, but I really did feel warm inside 😊❤.

Home of the Elephants - 24/07

Today we headed out to Tarangire National Park (the real park, not my bedroom at Home Base). From my pretrip reading I knew that this was the place to go if you wanted to see elephants - so obviously it was on my to do list!  In case I had missed that tidbit of information, there was a sign announcing we were entering the home of elephants as we approached the park. I later found out that Tarangire means River of the Warthogs and NOT elephants  (elephant is Tembo, FYI).
As a group we had a goal- spot the leopard, the final animal on our Big Five list. A few of the volunteers were also looking forward to seeing giraffes. I have to admit they weren't really on my list but they were beautiful to see. I snapped some good giraffe shots if I say so myself. 
Nixon and Hillary  (the driver for the West Point volunteers) spotted a leopard in the high grass and we could tell the giraffes were on alert but try as we may we could not find the leopard. Some of the West Pointers said they saw the tail though!  That's pretty cool. 
We had lunch in the picnic area before heading home. We were warned to watch out for the cheeky vervet monkeys.  As we were eating someone, I think it was Becky, wondered if monkeys actually like bananas or if that was just something people said. Not a minute sooner did a monkey scoot down a tree and grab Andrew's banana that was sitting on the table next to mine!  There was a brief moment of madness as we screamed, laughed and jumped out of the monkey's way! The monkey made his way to a branch near the top of the tree  and enjoyed his free snack while we continued to laugh and settle back at the table.  We were able to take a few monkey selfies before leaving the lunch area. Another cheeky monkey stole a chocolate bar from someone else's lunch as we were on our way out.  These monkeys must really enjoy the safari visitors!
After lunch we drove around by the river before heading out of the park and back home.  We didn't have any luck with the big cats, but all in all it was another beautiful day on safari.

Luck of the Maasai - 23/07

Today we departed camp just after 7:00am heading for our destination of Ngoragora Crater.  The crater was once an active volcano and is now home to many members of Tanzanian wildlife, including all of the Big 5. For those of you unfamiliar with African safaris, the Big 5 are lions, leopards, water buffalo, rhinos and last but never least, elephants. The other inhabitants of the crater are members of the Maasai as they will live peacefully with the animals without hunting them... which sadly can't be said for all humans. There are rangers patrolling the crater rim on guard for would be poachers.
When we reached the top of the crater we saw a few baboons. Nixon  (Nick) informed us that we should keep our windows closed because the baboons can be quite dangerous. While we were waiting for our park pass we also saw some ants working away at something.  They were huge!
It was quite a drive getting to the crater's rim and then driving down to enter the park but it was about to be worth it.  I felt the anticipation a child does when they're about to visit Disney for the first time - was it going to be everything I hoped?!
I'm pleased to tell you it was an AMAZING experience!!! The roaming zebras and wildebeest were abundant as well as the warthogs and gazelles. There was an enormous flock of flamingoes in a salty lake, stretching further than the reach of my fancy camera lens.  We saw an elephant on its own (guess who spotted that first?),  which seemed a bit strange to me. Nick said it's herd was probably nearby. One big highlight was seeing lions mate!  There could be 2-4 little simbas running around the park in approximately 110 days! We spotted some water buffalo and those things are huge! They were mainly relaxing, hanging out, not up and about much.
Like I said, it was an amazing day. I'm sure you can tell by my overuse of exclamation marks ;). On my first ever safari experience I saw FOUR out of the Big Five!  How cool is that? Wonderful. Seriously wonderful. The group of volunteers that safari-ed before us had told us they saw a rhino in the crater and since that I was hoping I'd get the opportunity to see it.  I know- you're surprised I didn't say elephants.  Don't get me wrong. The ellies will always be my favourites, but at the rate life/humanity/human-animal interaction is going, who knows how much longer rhinos will be found in the wild. When we entered the park I asked Nick about the chances of seeing the rhino and he said he couldn't promise any sightings but we'd need to be pretty lucky to see a rhino. I joked and said the Maasai told me my bracelet was good luck.  When we were finishing up Nicole mentioned that maybe my bracelet is in fact lucky. Either way, tonight I am thankful for this amazing opportunity to see these wonderful creatures of God's creation. Asante.

The Maasai - 22/07

This evening we stopped in a Maasai village just past Arusha. We met Lucas, son of the chief who welcomed us to the village.  We were covered in Maasai cloth for a more authentic experience! There was an initial welcome dance by some members and then we went inside the village for more dancing, a tour of the homes and chance to buy handmade his goods to support the village. A few of the girls were donned in beaded neck pieces when we joined in on the dancing and the guys had a chance to jump with the warriors.
We learned that Maasai diet consists mainly of cow, goat and sheep milk, blood and meat.  Some Maasai eat fruits and vegetables but this particular group do not. 
The variety of beaded jewellery and other items were amazing. I wanted so many things but I ended up choosing two bracelets for myself and coasters for my mom. I had picked up a necklace made from a giraffe hoof that I loved but it was a bit out of my budget. Lucas said because they liked me they wanted me to have it and so he gave it to me!  I was touched by their generosity. All in all it was another great experience!

Candle Ceremony

Hello again, my dear Reader. 
I'm not sure if I've already told you that all schools in Thailand are affiliated with a neighbourhood temple. This stems from a time when monks were the teachers.  I think it is a lovely aspect of the Thai culture.
Friday will mark the beginning of Buddhist Lent here in Thailand. School will be closed on Thursday and Friday. In preparation for the holiday, community members have been preparing candles to present to the monks in the temples. At our school each class has had a turn adding wax to the candle mold. I also saw candle making outside the temple on our trip to Ayutthaya.
This morning I went to school earlier than normal so I could witness the candle ceremony celebrations. The children with special roles were dressed in traditional Thai clothing while the other students had on their school scout uniforms.  Some of my kindergarten cuties had the privilege of riding in the truck with the candle. There were a group of girls doing traditional Thai dance led by the school's dance teacher and a group of students providing the music and song for the march. I was not happy when I realised I had rushed out of the house without my phone to record all of this.  Pitsuda was great about allowing me to use her iPad to take a few photos. She's so kind!
There were also students carrying alms buckets and donation boxes.  Members of the community made donations in the boxes as we paraded through the neighbourhood. My heart raced a few times when some of the older students were playing around as we were walking on the main road. I had visions of preteens being hit by the crazy busy Bangkok traffic but it was all fine (sigh of relief).
We made our way back to the school yard and then in groups the children proceeded to the temple.  Carrying flowers and incense the students and teachers walked slowly around the main hall of the temple three times before going back to school.
It was a beautiful day and I am so grateful to have taken part in this special occasion.

Confessions of a Shopoholic

My dear Reader, you may have heard of Bangkok's famous weekend market, Chatuchak or Jatujak {can be used interchangeably}. My friend Talia recently travelled to Thailand and raved about the offerings at this particular market.  Of course during my prep for this trip I did some "research" on Pinterest and what I found excited me.  By all reviews it was basically a shopper's dream as long as you are into market style shopping. Now I love a good mall as much as the next shopper but I enjoy the barter experience from time to time as well.  Okay wait, I also love online shopping... maybe it's safe to say I simply love shopping! <-- br="" confession=""><-- br="" confession="">One of the articles I read said the food was equally as impressive as the goods for sale.  So when Heather, Sam and I arrived at Jatujak the first thing I did was purchase the yummiest looking mango and sticky rice I came across. Delicious! You might know that I have a sweet tooth so I don't think that'll count as a confession. 
Next up we located the Clock Tower so we all knew exactly where our meeting point was and made a plan to meet again at a set time.  Heather and I started off together with Sam going his own way - I don't blame him at all! 
About the actual shopping - as promised, this market had a little something for everyone!  I found myself picking things up for people I knew at home based on their taste but had to make myself step away from the goods!  I did not have the space nor funds to buy something for everyone.  I hope what they say is true and it really is the thought that counts. 
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So it probably seems like the day was going as well as planned with no surprises, and it was.  Right up to that moment when I came across a school supply stall. {My teacher friends all know what comes next}. The time between stumbling across this lovely little piece of market heaven and the approaching meeting time was spent looking through the beautiful display sets and trying to narrow down a reasonable amount of items to take home.  I had to factor in the cost of many items which are inexpensive on their own but quickly add up when purchased together.  I also needed to think of the space they would take up in my luggage.  It was a struggle! I should confess that I had packed an extra duffle bag in the event that something like this happened. <-- a="" confession="" former="" girl="" guide="" i="" is="">always

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Finally I made my purchase and headed out to meet the others.  We found a nice, air conditioned restaurant and had lunch before continuing our shopping. Sam had finished his shopping but he was a great sport about hanging out with the girls a little bit longer.  Since both Heather and Sam had completed their shopping I decided to stay behind for some solo shopping. I don't enjoy feeling like other people are waiting for me and even though they would have browsed with me I didn't want to make Heather and Sam wait on my account. 
I would tell you more about my purchases but this is more about the experience not the final result!
Verdict: Should you ever find yourself in Bangkok on a weekend, make sure you go to the Chatuchak Weekend Market - be prepared to be pleasantly overwhelmed by the amount of vendors and variety of goods and food, then get ready to shop till you drop! Happy Shopping!

The Day We Weren't The Early Bird

The Early Bird Gets the Worm

This weekend I decided to hang out in the Bangkok area and take it easy. I turned off my alarm and slept in relatively late.  Ada, Heather, Sam and I ventured out to a floating market. We skipped the well-known tourist attraction and visited one a little further out that was typically visited by locals.  It seemed like a good idea at the time. 
Our taxi driver wasn't sure exactly where to go, which meant we didn't use any short cuts and became victims of the Bangkok weekend traffic.  The drive seemed to take forever. When we arrived at our destination we were a little surprised to see that only a few floating vendors were on the water.  We signed up for the next longboat and wandered around for a few minutes. Later we found out that we had arrived too late to really see the market in full action.
Unaware of this little fact we boarded our longboat prepared to take in the sights of the floating market.  It did not take long to realise that we would only be experiencing a river ride, but all in all it was an enjoyable experience. Well, minus the splashing catfish!  The catfish were huge. People fed them with the provided bread sparking a feeding frenzy causing splashing of murky river over the sides of the longboat.  Heather and Ada thought my reaction to the water was amusing to watch.  It probably was a funny sight since I can tell you I was not a fan of the water!
Following our tour we had a look around the market stalls back on land.  After a few snacks we headed back to the house.  Although we didn't have the full floating market experience I enjoyed our little group outing.

Rest in Peace

This afternoon we had the privilege  of listening to the Venerable Phra Shakyavongsvisuddhi (Anil Sakya) speak at Wat Bovoranives Vihara, a Royal Monastery. The well known monk, who is a descendant of Buddha, told us the impressive history of the monastery which dates back to the reign of King Rama III. The crown prince, and future King Rama IV, was a monk during that time. He was well educated having studied Latin, English and astronomy with missionaries and sailors. As the abbot of Wat Bovoranives he became friends with the Royal Catholic Archdiocese of Bangkok and allowed the Christian missionaries to use the temple.
After the death of King Rama III, Prince Mongkut then called Vajirañāno Bhikkhu, disrobed to take his place as King Rama IV. This was a very important time during Thai history because of the threat of colonisation. Fun fact: Thailand was never colonised. 

The history lesson was followed by a Q and A session which was equally informative.  I regretted not having brought a pencil to take notes! Like I told you already, I can be such a nerd. 
You can imagine that the questions ranged and I can assure you that the answers were very detailed.  One of the points that Anil Sakya touched on was the importance of living in the moment.  Buddhists do not focus on the past or future because it can cause suffering. As an example he said that the Western way to say R.I.P. is too late.  Instead of waiting until someone is dead to say rest in peace we should all be aiming to rest in peace during every moment.  How beautiful would life be if our main focus was peace in each moment? He went on to say that it doesn't mean you can't think about the future, but we shouldn't put too much thought into it and hold on to our plans for the future. I like that.  It reminded me of my Grandma always telling me to never make plans without adding "God spares life" to your thought.  Obviously that is a Christian view on a similar idea.
Here are a few points I found interesting during our session:
Seek to be the knower.
Monks are not there to tell you what to do or convert you. Buddhists do not believe in a higher deity. They tell you the teachings of Buddha and it's up to you to learn from that.  There are 84,000 teachings in 45 volumes all about improving your life to be a quality human being, changing your life to be more beneficial, helpful, happy and compassionate. It's not only about learning the teachings but practising them in your life. Practising will allow you to know the results of living this way rather than relying on the monk's words.
Compassion for its own sake.
Who you are is defined by another human being - "I" is only relevant when there is a "you, he, she, they". Compassion is accepting your influence on others.
Many times people give with the intention of being noticed or appreciated for their deeds. We should aim to be compassionate only to help others, not to feel good about ourselves.
Buddhists monks don't pray.

They chant and recite the teachings of Buddha to use as guidance. The Buddha statue is not a sacred object for them in the sense they are not praying to it but more along the lines of viewing it as a mirror. Buddhists meditation is quite different from the Western idea of meditation. Buddhists use meditation to reflect on life and make sure you take the steps to correct the things you are doing wrong.  It's all about cause and effect.
The four noble truths of Buddhism:
Realisation that life includes suffering,
Attachment is the cause of suffering,
Ceasing suffering can be attained and
the Eightfold Path to cessation of suffering.
All males in Thailand will become a monk at some point during their life.

By law, you are entitled to four months of paid leave to study as a monk. You can go in and out of your time as a monk. Some people will do a month or so before disrobing. In order to get married a man must have completed his four months of Buddhist learning so that he is prepared to care for another life.
Interesting note: I read a passage about the life of Buddha to a grade 6 class last week which provided an excellent schema for this evening's talk. Isn't it fantastic how reading can be so helpful?
Fun fact: Female monks do exist and they are called nunks. Their robes are slightly different to accommodate for necessary undergarments. 

I am thankful that we had this opportunity to hear Anil Sakya speak. I think I could have spent the entire day listening to him.  He travels often, teaching at Oxford and Santa Clara, speaking at events such as the World Economic Forum and addressing the UN headquarters in New York.  As I previously mentioned it was truly a privilege to have the chance to listen to him today.