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Africa » Botswana » Kweneng May 22nd 2011

Disclaimer: As has always been true and shall for now and ever more be true, this blog is a creation of my own thoughts, however random they may be, and has not and shall never be any reflection of the knowledge, attitudes, beliefs and/or policies and politics, however pompous or pretentious they may or may not be, of the US Peace Corps, US government, and any of its subsidiaries, parent organizations, lobbyists, spies, puppets, etc. etc. etc. “One sees clearly only with the heart. Anything essential is hidden to the eyes.” From The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry Today, May 22, 2011, we have been in Botswana for two years, one month, and 3 days. We’ve worked hard, worked little, traveled, been homesick, laughed and cried. What legacy we may leave behind, I will never ... read more
Seen and Unseen

Africa » Botswana » Kweneng May 8th 2011

It is the harvest season in Botswana, but unfortunately for many subsistence farmers here, it isn’t always a time of bounty. Rain in this desert is unpredictable, often torrential, and the only thing small farmers can rely on to irrigate their crops. I’m sure it is no different for our hardworking neighbor. This woman must be well into her seventies and seems to have the primary responsibility for raising four grandchildren and secondary responsibility for several more. In a previous blog I talked about the contrast of the living conditions between our next door neighbors. Once we realized the needs of these neighbors, we began to help when we were mindful enough to remember. After work the children would stand at the wire fence and greet us and we would find something to share. These small ... read more

Africa » Botswana » Kweneng November 18th 2010

I just have to write this now as it is flailing about in my mind. So many thoughts have passed through so quickly that it may be difficult to sort them. Please know that I am not sharing this with you in order to shock, disgust, or dismay you. I am sharing, first because if you want to know what my experiences here are, I must give an honest account of them. Second, I write this because I hope there is something to be gained by contemplating these recent events. My work started on my way to school this morning. As I rounded the corner of the newly constructed wall that surrounds the family compound where we stay, I came up behind two female students. One was pulling up her panties and straightening her skirt. It ... read more

Africa » Botswana » Kweneng October 24th 2010

My logical, rational mind thinks, thinks too much, thinks it knows what cannot always be known. So was the meeting chance? I don’t know. I only know that I met a young ‘rasta looking’ man on the road, said my dumelas and passed by on my way to a planned event, a workshop that I was giving at the community library. I was several meters beyond him, when he called to me, said he was selling toilet paper and asked if I’d buy some. Being by now familiar with the all too frequent absence of what I consider a necessity, and pleased that he was doing something to help himself, I turned back, dug the two pula from my pack and purchased a roll. That was over two months ago when I first met Tau. I’ll ... read more
Neighbor Jane
Sharing the journey.
Sometimes the bird, sometime the spider!

Africa » Botswana » Kweneng May 16th 2010

Without question, the most difficult part of our service here is being so far from family and friends. We think about you everyday and wonder at how quickly time goes, how much all the children must be changing, and the companionship we are missing. We certainly see the changes with the neighbor kids. The baby, Jr., who was born on July 13, is now toddling and chattering with every step. He walks like an old man with a bellyful of chibuku (traditional beer), and it is tempting to rush to his rescue with each faltering step. Tselang, the three-year-old who spoke no English when we came now parrots almost everything we say and understands us very well. Chantelle, the nine year-old, is quickly turning into a beautiful young lady. It makes me a bit sad to ... read more
A Wonderful Young Friend
A View of our Classrooms
Life Skills Bulletin Board Contest

Africa » Botswana » Kweneng December 27th 2009

THIS IS MY PERSONAL BLOG AND COULD NOT POSSIBLY REFLECT THE THOUGHTS OF ANYONE OTHER THAN MYSELF, DUE TO MY UNIQUE MENTAL QUIRKS AND NEUROSES WHICH IN NO WAY WERE CAUSED BY THE THE US PEACE CORPS, THE US GOVERNMENT OR ANY OF ITS AFFILIATES, SUBSIDIARIES, OR AGENCIES, CLANDESTINE OR PUBLIC. Where are the sleigh bells ringing, Jack Frost, Frosty the Snowman? Melted in the searing African sun is where they are. There is no scent of pine, no hot cinnamon rolls on Christmas morning. I have seen a couple artificial trees, maybe a meter high at best, but I haven’t seen any with brightly wrapped packages piled high beneath them. I’ve heard a couple of Christmas carols blaring through the PA system at a grocery store in Gaborone where the cashiers wore Santa hats, but ... read more
Christmas Treats
Christmas Smile
Santa to Be

Africa » Botswana » Kweneng December 12th 2009

DISCLAIMER: THE OPINIONS EXPRESSED IN THIS BLOG ARE SOLEY MY OWN AND ARE NOT AFFILIATED WITH OR INTENDED TO REFLECT BADLY IN ANY WAY ON THE US PEACE CORPS, THE AMERCAN GOVERNMENT, MOM OR APPLE PIE. ALL COMPLAINTS REGARDING CONTENTS MUST BE ACCOMPANIED WITH FORM Q-2 J7665-4331P-FUBAR It is a little known fact that like humans, plants can be racist. I know because on more than one occasion I have been a victim of vicious attacks. I have no doubt that it is racially motivated because I’ve yet to see a Motswana suffer any abuse from these barb filled bigots called Acacia trees. As I walk the trails between the school and home, on my way to the tuck shop, or when I’m just out for a stroll, they wait for me, silent and sinister. At ... read more
A Thorny Image
The Greater Menace

Africa » Botswana » Kweneng November 2nd 2009

We were at our little community library on Friday to request the use of the space for a meeting with some young people who are no longer in school and struggling to find meaningful employment. We arrived just when a "talk show" was about to begin. We saw no TV crew and had no idea what a talk show is in Botswana, but curiosity drew us to stay. We sat down in the fourth of about six rows of chairs that were there for the audience and faced a couple of tables where a panel of people sat. The programs were handed out, written entirely in Setswana, a language that Steve and I are nowhere near mastering. A few moments into the program a woman behind us nudged me and said, "They are introducing you." I ... read more
Some of our new friends
A Shining Moment
Amazing Skies

Africa » Botswana » Kweneng October 4th 2009

THE CONTENTS OF THIS BLOG ARE MINE PERSONALLY AND DO NOT REFLECT ANY POSITION OF THE U.S. GOVERNMENT OR PEACE CORPS. Some Batswana groups seem to be paying attention to the latest research regarding HIV/AIDS and working hard to spread the word. Recent studies have shown that male circumcision can reduce not only the spread of HIV, but also other STDs. It is interesting to note that male circumcision had long been a part of coming of age rituals among the tribes of Botswana. It was abandoned for the most part during the years that the country was a British Protectorate. Today some tribes are revitalizing the old ceremonies marking adulthood and incorporating modern surgical methods of circumcision into those ceremonies. Just over a month ago over two thousand men from their teens to their seventies ... read more
The Festivities Begin
Spontaneous Singers
God's Pageantry

Africa » Botswana » Kweneng September 20th 2009

Our village of Kopong, much of Botswana, and my own perceptions are definitely studies of contrast. Wealth and poverty are shoulder to shoulder as is tradition and modernization. My thoughts and opinions can be just as contradictory. I sometimes find it both fascinating and fearful. On the family compound where we live is a new, modern, and spacious five bedroom home. The two dogs that stand guard in the yard are probably better fed than the children in the house next door. Our little home of less than 400 square feet is remarkably luxurious as well, when compared to the neighbor’s. Our diet is certainly more rich, nutritious and varied. Though not always reliable, we do have power and water within the walls of our cottage. Neither luxury is available on the neighboring compound. A friend ... read more
Our neighbors across the fence
A different perspective
An Elder




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