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Published: October 1st 2009
Small pics on right, all my teachers.
Eight months…it’s been eight whole months since I left home to do the “hardest job I would ever love.” Maybe in retrospect I will be able to say those six words but right now I’m trying not to think of it as a job. (I faintly remember ‘retiring’). There is a paradox being here as a Peace Corps volunteer…on the one hand we are treated as employees of the US government, with all their restrictions, requirements, paperwork, bureaucracy and health insurance (the best thing going for us!). Then when it seems to suit them, we are volunteers… no Thanksgiving day off, no budget for turkey dinner, etc, etc. I heard there’s a Taco restaurant in Bangkok that’s serving Turkey, just maybe !!! I’m not one to conform, so in all honesty, it has been somewhat difficult for me to stay “in line”.
With that said, I’m attempting to have fun and do some good. Let’s see…the World Map is complete, I’ve started on a 6ft X 10ft map of Thailand and the school director actually mentioned that he wants me to do the solar system!!!! Can’t you see me now, laying on my back on scaffolding made of bamboo, 30
Mr. Domrong presenting me with collage
feet in the air, covered in paint for the next 5 years, every once in a while yelling down a new English word for the students to learn. You know what they would be $#@^&&*$*!@@$$!!!! Last week I was once again honored by the school and presented with the beautiful picture I’ve included here.
I’m thinking of doing a pictorial living history of Ponethong for my next project. There seem to be quite a number of residents in their late 80’s and 90’s. I’ve recently visited with four of them and have begun my interviews. NO, it’s not an easy task. My Thai has not improved and even if it did, I wouldn’t have the vocabulary to ask the questions I would like. Also, these people speak Issan. I’ll probably run out of Thai friends before my two years are up, ‘cause anyone who seems to understand English, I’ve recruited. It’s a distinct possibility these elders have never met a ‘farang, let alone have one in their home. They welcome me so openly; I’ve been hugged and kissed more times then a presidential candidate. They are so fragile I have to squeeze ever so lightly.
Tomorrow I'm busing
Mrs. Nit on the ready to translate my Thai!! embarrassing when I speak Thai and they think I'm speaking English.
my way north to Lomsok to visit a volunteer and meet with a group who are trying to export their tamarind products to neighboring countries. Seems they need basic accounting and marketing techniques. Lomsok is also suppose to host some traditional boat races so it should be an interesting weekend. Then in another week I'll be on my way to Cambodia to visit Ankgor Vat and the Killing Fields. Oct is the month for school holidays so there is little to do at site right now. Most volunteers are taking advantage
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