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Sunday, June 15, 2014

How Namibia is winning the development game

Anyone who’s ever taken a class in global development, or maybe even economics (not like I would know, ha), will read this post and say “duh, Sachi, that’s exactly how it’s supposed to go.” But how will anyone ever know if it goes how it’s supposed to unless they check for themselves? Here’s my confirmation that yes, development in the global world is a crazy and interesting thing.

1.     Phones. Everybody in Namibia has a cell phone. And by that, I mean everybody. There are basically no landlines, with the exceptions of governmental institutions (Village/Town Councils, schools, Ministry offices), but everybody has a phone. Many working adults have 2 or 3, and even most of my schoolchildren have their own phones. With this comes interesting consequences. The phone system here is pay-as-you-go. You can buy “credit” for your phone in amounts as small as N$5 (50 cents in the US). You can send 100 SMSes for 40c (4 cents in the US) and you are charged per minute for phone calls that you make. There are also plans you can pay for, by the week, if you know that you will make many phone calls, etc. It’s easy, accessible, and allows people to pay for/use what they can afford.

Phone access and low prices also lead to the result that everybody is online! I paid something like 50USD for my phone, and it has Facebook and Twitter apps, internet access, a qwerty keyboard, and a battery that STILL lasts for 4+ days! I noticed that Facebook relatively recently started allowing you to sign up for an account using a phone number instead of an email. Most Namibians don’t have a computer, don’t know how to use a computer, don’t have an email address. But they have Facebook, which they use from their phones as a means of communication and staying in touch with friends who stay far away. Data is also WAY cheaper here than in the US!

2.     Technology in general. Other technologies are the same! My school has a great computer lab with about 25 computers, which the learners are all learning to type on. The adults I know are also trying hard to progress with technology. Within the last 10 years, they have introduced computers to the schools. All of my teachers can type (if not well) their own tests and question papers on the computer. Even if some of the parts are still coming, it is a far cry from the handwritten test papers that our school used only 10 years ago.

Just for fun.. yes, we do still "cut and paste" in the literal way sometimes! But still, look at those nice photocopied papers.

3.     Solar/power. No, most Namibians are not aware of where their electricity comes from; and in fact, as far as I can tell, a lot of it actually comes from South Africa. In towns. Powering towns in a sustainable way is an issue all over the world, and Namibia is no different. But we do win out on small scales. In the South, most farms use solar power for their houses, bore holes (pumping water), etc. They are too far to get power from the grid, and solar is the easiest alternative. In the North, even though there are more clouds, many villages rely on solar power for things like charging cell phones. The north tends to be less “developed” in terms of infrastructure. When I visited a friend’s village, one of the only buildings with power (aside from government buildings!) was a mud hut with a solar panel, where locals could go to charge their phones or electronics.


4.     Banking. Banking is a hassle anywhere. But it really has gotten easier here… Of course, it depends on your bank. But most banks allow you to sign up for “cell phone banking”. You are SMSed anytime your account balance changes (so you know if you have been paid, or if someone steals your card). You can buy cell phone credit using your phone, if there is not a vendor nearby. You can even SEND money to someone having the same bank using your phone! In a country where towns are far apart and travel is relatively expensive, this has really allowed more universal access to basic banking.

I guess what I’m saying is that no, Namibia is not a first world country (although our GDP might indicate otherwise… stupid mines). But people here have done a great job taking existing technologies and slightly modifying them to fit our unique needs. The country is really growing and developing. And, as you will have learned from that development class, we are not starting from ground 0. Using ideas and technologies from other developed countries is really helping progress to occur rapidly and to alleviate a lot of the hassle and suffering that might otherwise exist.


A Universal Language in Sports

Sorry! Tried to post this about 2 months ago, but forgot that the photos couldn't load at that time. So.. better late than never, I hope?


Due to unforeseen circumstances, this year I have become the “Sport Teacher” at St. Therese J.S.S. Although this means lots of extra work (and an unfortunate amount of time spent with kids when they are full of energy and more likely to get in trouble…), I have been loving it so far because of the amount of time I’ve gotten to spend with my learners outside of the classroom environment!

Term 1 in Namibia means athletics (track and field). However, we also took some boys for rugby got the soccer teams started, and began to train the marathon runners! (One thing many people here don’t seem to get is that procrastination with long distance running just doesn’t work well.)

One of my favourite parts about getting to coach sports is that it lets some of our less academic kids be successful at something. I have learners who are absolutely brilliant in playing games, but they can’t perform well in the classroom. It is a chance for them to succeed, and for them to show their friends and teachers that yes, they ARE skilled in something.

Athletics
Our school hosted our Zonal Trials for athletics – which meant that first, my school assisted our sister primary school to host the primary school zonals … and then we did it all over again the next weekend for the secondary schools. Luckily there are only 2 secondary schools in our zone, so it wasn’t too huge of a meet. It’s the first time I’ve had to organize something so big by myself though, so it was definitely a learning experience!

Hosting a track meet is more than just that, here… you first have to measure out a track, rake all of the thorns and rocks off of it, and lay down the lines!



I have never been so proud of my kids as when I had more than 20 qualify for our Regional Trials, which is almost unheard of. They worked hard all season and actually trained and listened to my coaching, which is a huge improvement from last year =) I’m not sure if it’s because I’m more of an established teacher now, or if it’s because they’ve seen me running so much that they decided I might actually know what I’m talking about.. but either way, we got on great this year.


At regionals, I had many kids set personal records, win races (awesome when we are coming from a small farm school and competing against all of the town kids from Luderitz and Keetmanshoop!), and really try their hardest. My distance runners won the boys Under/17 3k, boys U/19 5k, boys U/19 800, girls U/17 1500. I was pretty proud! One of the funniest things though – one girl fell out of the 1500 because she cramped up. When I got to her, basically all of her muscles were tensed up and she was having trouble getting them relaxed. Once she finished crying “Oh, Miss! Oh, Miss! Oh, MISS!!”, the first thing she said? “Miss, I always thought the boys were lying. But this hurts.” Awesome. Granted, probably wouldn’t have happened if she had come to practice every day… but still.

One of the nationals qualifiers

A grade 10 high jumper

I got coerced into working at Regionals, but the bar was consistently over my head!

Athletics ended during the last weekend of the term, when I accompanied 3 of our boys to the National Trials. I had a U/17 3000, U/19 400, and U/19 100m. A pretty good distribution. They had a pretty rough time with the level of competition at nationals, but it was a great experience for them and they were so proud just to have the opportunity to go.

Rugby
Do I look like I understand rugby? No? You’re right. But due to popular demand, I am coaching rugby again this year at our school! Luckily for me, I have a few boys who have played for years and are actually very good at rugby. I have taken them and they help me coach the others – I do my best to get them fit and make them stay on task, but they do all the technical work. I tell myself that it’s a good learning experience for them to practice coaching and teaching others, but it’s also the only way it could work with a sport that I totally don’t understand!


We went to town to participate in Zonal Trials for rugby, and one boy was selected for the Regional Trials! It’s not a great selection rate, but still a first for our school!

Soccer
The soccer season will officially start now during term 2, but we tried to get practices started last term since soccer is by far the most popular sport around here. Boys and girls alike love to play around during their free time. The worst problem that I’ve faced is that soccer kids seem to be the same the world around – we have the same problems with cliques and meanness as I remember many high school soccer teams having in the states. One fight between my boys culminated in one stabbing the other in the face with a glass shard. I’m now treading a thin line of trying to keep the kids in line (including suspending those with outstandingly poor behaviour from the team), but also giving them the opportunity to practice and play. Because we actually do have a really skilled team this year that could make a good showing!

Marathon

I have to put it in here, because I don’t know where else… Not only have all of my learners started training for the 4x10k “marathon” they run in the spring (American fall, sometime like September or October), but I have also been training for long distance races! A few of the volunteers went to Cape Town during our April holiday to compete in an5 6k ultramarathon. Called the Two Oceans, we ran between the Indian Ocean and the Atlantic Ocean, up two mountains, and through a lot of different suburbs and areas around Cape Town. It was the most beautiful place I have ever run, and also the farthest (and potentially slowest) I have ever run. I’m proud to have come in within the top 150 women in the 20-40 year old age bracket, since there were more than 11,000 people participating in the ultramarathon! I think my practicing (and the fact that I came home with a medal) have won me a few respect points with my kids, which is always good too ; )



Wednesday, May 14, 2014

April/May Holiday - South Africa travels

I'll keep it brief, because my computer informs me that it will die in 7 minutes. 

We (me with some other PCVs) went to South Africa to explore, and to run an ultramarathon. After hanging in Cape Town for a few days (and running the race), Luke and I went around part of the Garden Route to see what was there. Here are some key experiences:

on the way to Robben Island 

A former prisoner of Robben Island, who still lives on the island and shared his experiences with us

Mandela's cell


after the ultra. What a cool experience. Never have I ever been so exhausted during/after a race.

View from the top! or, kind of the top.. on a hike from Wilderness, ZA (on the Garden Route). Beautiful! and GREEN!

We went paragliding!??!?

view from the top. from Luke. No way was I going to try to bring my camera...

Another hike


After ZA, I hung out in Sossusvlei (in the Namib desert) to help with an environmental education program with grade 11 learners from the south of Namibia. We helped them to learn about the desert and to complete research experiments and collect data on their own. It was really cool, and awesome to get to work with Gobabeb (and Grinnellians who are working there!) again. Unfortunately, I seem to have killed my camera.. but photos may be coming since there were a billion cameras there.

Integration by parts

(I wrote this post about 2 months ago, and finally loaded the photos.. sorry for any lag time that becomes evident in the text!)

by which I mean, piecewise community integration. Yes I did giggle when typing the title for this post.

I realized today how ridiculous my life would have seemed to me when I arrived a year and a half ago. And yes, I saw Tses for the first time in August 2012, so it has been basically a year and a half that I’ve been in this place!

Here are a few examples.

Most mornings this term, I get up and run or workout, come back, leave my door unlocked, and go shower. When I come out to make my coffee, there are between 1-5 kids seated in my living room. Finishing homework, sitting and talking, or sleeping in my chairs. While I’m drinking my morning coffee and trying to finish waking up myself, I usually help them with their last few homework problems, ask them questions about school, or do more real-life-y things like tend to their bumps and bruises and arguments. We’re legitimately a family (of our own kind) now.

The other huge change I’ve noticed lately, outside of school, has to do with sports. I’m officially the “sport teacher” at St. Therese now, as my counterpart from last year passed away earlier this year. At the moment, I’m only actively coaching track and field (one hour of practice four times per week) and boys’ soccer (not officially started yet, but every weekend or two we have a match with a team from one of the locations in Tses). IT’S THE COOLEST.

Last year, I was really frustrated during sports. Things are really unorganized so I would get grumpy about waiting around for things to happen… and then when the kids finally showed up for practice, I would struggle to get them to follow my directions. I’m not sure if I didn’t have the authority in their eyes or if I didn’t have the legitimacy, since they didn’t know or trust my training methods yet. Either way, that’s changed. The kids see me training for our marathon every day, and they have experienced my coaching for a year. Now, when I tell them how to improve their form in track, give them workouts, or coach them in soccer, they usually listen! It’s incredible. They’ve started even getting angry if I miss a practice or if I work with another event group for too many days before attending to them. It’s such a great feeling, too. We had our first track meet last Saturday and they performed exceedingly well. I am truly so proud of their hard work, and also so proud of the way we have come to work together to be a real team.



I’m sure you can tell I’m kind of floating on air right now. Things aren’t perfect nor will they ever be… but my place in my community is pretty solid and that makes all the difference.


Thursday, April 3, 2014

Change is in the air!

The new Catholic Brothers at our school are doing some interesting things. They are very strict and very … corporal with their punishment. And very liberal with their corporal punishment. But they are trying things that haven’t been done before at our school, which is really cool.

One of the brothers is working with the Religious and Moral Education classes. Every learner has this class once a week, and they are supposed to learn about a variety of different religions and moral codes. The brother has decided to skip out on the other religions, since we are a Catholic school. Do I agree? Definitely not. But, he is spending the time instead talking with the kids about moral behaviour. Things like self-discipline, self-control. Which I definitely agree with! This week, the kids had homework asking “Name 5 reasons that violence is so high in Namibia” and “Suggest 5 solutions to decrease violence in Namibia.” This is really cool, and I love that the kids are being encouraged to think about it!

However, my take on these issues is totally different from theirs. If you ask me, it would be things like culture, because kids are raised with hitting and violence from a young age. A lack of understanding of how to discuss and solve problems peacefully. Maybe we could try mediation programs. Or training for parents and teachers on how to raise kids with rewards and nonviolent punishments. My kids give different answers though! They tell me that violence is caused by unfaithful partners, high teen pregnancy rates, and HIV. The solutions? birth control, being faithful to the people you love, stay in school. Which aren’t necessarily wrong, but I honestly think that they have just been told these things so often that they now have go-to solutions for every problem in Namibia.


Having Brothers working at our school is a big change from last year, and really interesting for me personally because I was not raised super religiously! (or religiously at all…) Although I definitely don’t like the fact that religion is brought into EVERY aspect of life now, I find myself aligning with the brothers more often than not. They are doing their best to bring our kids around to be honest and hard working. Even if I don’t necessarily agree with how they go about doing this, we can already see changes in our learners. They have become a little more serious with their work at school; though it’s not everyone, some of them are truly improving since last year, and I am hopeful that this will, however slowly, turn our school around!

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

One of those weeks...

This is going to be one of my least insightful posts ever. But to those who are used to more communication from me, this is what's been up in the last few weeks!

-Coaching two sports simultaneously has its disadvantages. It means lots of kids and lots of kids' baggage. One of my learners' fathers died and he was informed during rugby practice about two weeks ago, which made for a few more feelings than we normally have at practice..

-Coaching two sports also involves lots of injuries and caring for kids. (Maybe this means I'm doing things I shouldn't be as a coach...) We had the zonal rugby trials last week, one kid got a cleat to the knee and one kid broke a collarbone. Not to worry, he has already refused to wear the sling he was given. (I don't know how but he claims to not be in pain and I can't make him put the dang thing on. Oops.) The next day we started the regional track meet, where in addition to the usual bumps and pulled muscles and blisters, there was a technical problem with the high jump mat which led to a serious concussion. It might have been the most vocal I was the same weekend, when I had to yell at the medics not to lay the kid flat on his back because of the concussion. They didn't listen. So he lost the ability to see, and then to talk. Scary! But now he's fine and just in a neck brace and will return to school next week.

-Exams start tomorrow at school, so we are busy preparing. And the learners are busy cramming. We have two study periods at school every day (it's a new thing this year), from 3:30-5 and 7-8:30. I've been coming every time to assist with maths and physics as needed. It's kind of like my own little "Math Lab" (for the Grinnellians) that I host in my classroom! It's fun but a lot of work to address 250 kids' problems on 3 different grade levels.

-One of the new Catholic brothers at our school and I are trying to revamp the maths program. Part of what this means is that we keep kids who have failed a test (50% is considered passing) after school the next day to rewrite. But it took 3 tries to get everyone to stay, so I've had lots of detention to attend to. Yesterday was the most fun, one of my kids was angry to be held so she tried to fight me. Luckily it was not one of my 6' tall boys but someone who I could actually defend myself against!

-This has less impact on me personally, but for those of you who have seen the news, we lost a member of our PC family recently. http://www.namibian.com.na/indexx.php?id=10548&page_type=story_detail&category_id=1 Ashley Earl was a great volunteer and had an amazing personality. I loved the chances I had to meet up and talk with her in Windhoek and we are devastated about her loss.

As you can imagine, I'm definitely looking forward to the long weekend ahead. Namibian independence day is on Friday so we will have off from school that day.

That's all for now, folks, hope all is well where you are.

Thursday, February 27, 2014

Aggression, the sincerest form of ... anger?

“And then, Miss, I stab him” is just not what you want to hear from a child.

In the last 24 hours:

I broke up three fist fights in my class. One was between a boy and a girl over who stole whose pen. One was between two boys because someone stole someone’s chair, so the fists came out. The other was between two (by the way, HUGE!) grade 9 boys who were fighting over god knows what. One gave the other a resounding (seriously, I have never heard one this loud) slap across the face, the other grabbed a pen to stab him. At this point the boy with the pen moved and allowed me to grab him and pull him out. They are currently very angry with me because they are sitting detention. “but Miss, why? I already wrote a report for the principal…”

AND
I had one boy stab another in the face with a broken bottle at soccer practice. I can’t even imagine the lawsuits I’d have in the States right now. Anyway, after coaching our boys’ soccer team, they ran over to a nearby house to get water before heading home. I figured they were fine and was paying attention to the rugby team. Then I heard “Miss, they are fighting!” Since this is a daily occurrence, I didn’t give it much heed but watched from a distance. When I saw one boy start swinging aggressively I headed over to the scene, but since one of the boys had already borrowed my shoes and I was wearing another kid’s flip-flops (approximately twice too big for me), going was slow. By the time I arrived, one of my rugby boys had separated a boy with a broken bottleneck, there was blood everywhere and the other kid had a huge gash in his face. It took another 2 minutes to get them calm enough to walk back to school without shoving or swearing each other, and the boy with the cut was taken immediately to the clinic for stitches. When I asked the stabber (normally a really good kid!) what happened, he told me: “We were fighting over who could drink water first. I ask [another boy] to drink but that boy took the bottle in front of me. I was mad and I asked for it back. He swore my mother. I told him stop. He swore my mother and father so I push him. He push me so I push him back. Then Miss he used his head to hit my nose. Then there was everywhere blood and I was angry. I pick up that bottle and told the other boys ‘stop him before I do something serious,’ but Miss they just laugh. Then he push me again. So I broke the bottle and told him stop. He swore my mother and then, Miss, I stab him.”


Just another day around here.