Monday, July 16, 2012

Pap is Pap

It's always comforting when your current surroundings remind you of something pleasant and/or familiar from the past. Take for example pap. In the Kingdom of Swaziland, it is the staple of their meals. What they call "pap" here is maize, that is prepared in various ways. It can be made into a sour porridge called ingcwangcwa, a soft porridge that just tastes like gruel, or a hard porridge which tastes like a corn dough. Pap (밥) is also the staple of meals in Korean society. What they call "pap" there is rice, and it is eaten at all 3 meals.

Just little familiarities like that make me smile. There aren't many other similarities in the way of life between here and other places I've lived.

Not having running water is a big one. I'm slowly adjusting to bucket baths, but am still considering chopping my hair off so I wouldn't have to deal with so much of it. Having to boil and filter any water I come into contact with before drinking it has also taken some getting used to, but not as bad as I imagined at first. Red dust is all over the place, and I scrub my feet every night, leaving the water red after. Surprisingly, I've gotten used to it all quite quickly.

Having to wear a skirt every day is also something I've never been forced to do before. It also is another thing that bothers me a lot less than i thought it would. Ive never worn skirts much in the past, but I'm usually ok with it. I thought we'd all look like a gypsy caravan in our thrown together getups, but some girls make it look so cute in the "Swazi female volunteer style". Cute enough to make me want to start a volunteer fashion blog to keep track of all the nice outfits.

My sleep cycle is way off, too. Asleep usually by 8pm, up my 4:30am.

Despite all that, I'm definitely getting into the groove of life here. Tons of cute kids around my homestead to play with, geckos crawling around my walls (self sufficient pets, I say), learning siSwati, a beautiful vista to take in, and 40 awesome people to take it in with. I've been told by the previous groups that it's a miracle none of us have dropped out yet at 17 days. In previous years, at least one person has ET'd (early termination) by this point. I think that's awesome, and I hope w e all make it through training (the first 9 weeks) and integration (the following 3 months). Some days I feel like Maria singing "the hills are alive with the sound of music".

Lastly, a few extra details on my homestead. I live in a very large family right beside a river. There are great grandparents to great grand kids. 2 of the first generation Gama, 1 of their 5 kids lives there, 10ish of their grand kids, and 2 great grand kids. I've so far identified 3 other homesteads that have Gamas living in them around us.

I have my own little two-room on the homestead. The house is a spare house for old furniture they don't use anymore, so it's pretty full. I have a living room and bedroom. There's electricity but no running water.

Taylor is my closet neighbor, and when I'm not chilling with my family, I'm hanging out with her's.