Monthly Archives: January 2012

Life in Rwanda

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Interesting observations about school this week

– Classes have been running late all week and I was sure that it was because the student, Fred, who is charge of hitting the bell with a big stick at the end of every period, did not have the correct time on his watch. This turned out to be true and was corrected on Thursday morning (after three days of classes ending 5 minutes late). Things can also run late if Fred is busy taking notes and forgets to leave on time or classes can end early if he is particularly bored. I am skeptical of a system that gives a 16 year old boy this much power.

– When classes do run late I often have to stand outside the room and wait for the teacher before me to finish up there lesson. When they come out they apologize for running late but I have a feeling that they are not really sorry but they know that I like to be on time so they pretend to be sorry. When I finally get inside the kids are still copying notes from the previous lecture. I could erase it but since their notes are their textbooks I would feel really bad doing that. Instead I just wait off to one side and figure out how to make my 50 minute lesson into a 35 minute one instead.

– During an exercise yesterday one of my boys said to me, ” Teacher, I would really like to know where Scottish people come from.” Like a sucker I starting explaining until I noticed that all the kids were taking notes and that I was doing their homework for them. They also spent about 10 minutes asking me questions about the meanings of words that other teachers used in their classes. The other teachers put notes up in English but never take the time to explain the big words that they use so the kids never really learn anything. Sometimes teaching her can be frustrating.

Teaching gets a little better every day. I made my students name tags and am slowly trying to learn all of their names but it is difficult with so many kids and so many similar names! They are starting to get used to the fact that I have a different teaching method that actually requires them to participate in activities. Some of my older boys were not so inclined to participate in our class rendition of “head, shoulders, knees and toes” or other fun games, but once I gave them an option of playing along or having a quiz they were magically inspired to get up and sing!!!

When I taught prepositions this week I brought in a Beanie Baby and we played a game called “Where is Murtle the Turtle?” The kids would shut their eyes (although I had many cheaters) and I would hide Murtle somewhere in the  classroom. When they would open their eyes they would find Murtle and use prepositions to describe where he was. Towards the end of the game I would let students come to the front to be the teacher. They would tell the class to shut their eyes and then took great pleasure in trying to find funny places to put Murtle. Often it would be on the head of classmate or the pocket of their skirt but much to my horror Murtle once ended up in the trash can! It was mostly paper but my big fear was that he would get spiders on him- there are tons of spiders in the corners of the classrooms and they freak me out!

Overall it was a really great week. I have one class that is really chatty and never seems to pay attention so the other day I gave them a lecture about how I came all the way from America to teach them and I would really like for them to listen and if they don’t I could always just go home. They felt really bad and asked me to please stay and I didn’t really feel guilty because they were finally quite. Hopefully the lack of guilt doesn’t make me a bad teacher. 🙂

Here is my schedule- Wednesday is my long day and usually requires a nap afterwards

My fabulous medical kit- it has just about everything you could ever want!

This is my new book shelf. Yes- it looks messy because the bottom two shelves have dirty laundry on them. I contemplated clearing them off to take this picture, but I think it is better to tell the truth. The truth is that it is that I live in Africa and it is dry season and we don’t always have a ton of water so I currently have a lot of dirty clothes. Such is life.

I have introduced my nuns to the wonder that is the game UNO. We have so much fun playing it after dinner and through card games I have discovered that many of the nuns are very competitive. The other night we were being especially loud arguing over something and the other nuns had to tell us to be quite…oops! We have decided to keep a score chart and the person who wins the most each month will get some kind of cool surprise. Life with the nuns is never boring.

Yesterday I went to visit the kiddos who live in the convent. I got there while they were eating and afterwards we had a photo shoot (people of all ages here love photos- the caretakers were just as excited as the children) and played with bubbles! It is so much fun to spend time with them although something weird always tends to happen during each visit. Yesterday I was busy extracting a child’s hand from my shirt when I felt a weird sensation on my arm and looked down to see a child licking me. I kindly removed his mouth from my arm and made it a priority to shower last night. Despite the unwanted attention  from a child’s tongue it was a really fun afternoon and I feel truly blessed to live 20 feet away from such adorable children who never fail to brighten my day! Sometimes it can be hard to be so far away and I think to myself that it would be nice to be in America. To take a hot shower not just pour a bucket of water over myself. To see my family and friends whenever I want. But on these days there is always something that cheers me up. The other night I was feeling rather sulky and one of the nuns sang me a song in Kinyarwanda that she wrote just for me. How can you be sulky when someone is writing songs for you? The answer is you simply can’t- there is no time to be sulky when a room full of nuns are serenading you.

 

Here are some pictures of the cuties who live next to me! If you are ever looking for a way to help out I would love to get them some new outfits. Many of them only have one or two outfits, so if you have leftover clothes from your little ones or see an awesome sale on kids clothes I will be asking my mom and sister to bring out clothes in August when they visit. They can be any size, some of the kiddos are really tiny (toddler sizes) and some are as old as 12.

I would feel really bad picking my favorites… but if I did have a favorite she would be it! 🙂

Eating dinner

Wonderful teachers/caregivers

This kiddo’s name is… Enoch! Small world! He is super adorable and loves to give hugs!

I hope that everyone back home is having a wonderful week- I miss you all lots!

Pictures!

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End product of the 10-hour teacher’s meeting- it is still being changed (often without my knowledge) and yesterday I accidentally taught another teacher’s class because no one told me that my schedule had been changed… oops

Cool bird that I saw walking around the other day

Kigali convent

Head nun of my convent- she is my adopted grandmother and takes very good care of me

Convent in Kigali

My friend Valentine, it is hard to get a good picture of her because she is in constant motion! 🙂

Outside of my house

Moto helmet- I have yet to be on a motorcycle so far but it is only a matter of time since it is the main mode of transportation in rural areas of Rwanda

Afternoon of lesson planning in my garden

Beautiful sunset

Outside of Peace Corps office in Kigali

Alisha and Heather looking out at Kigali

In case you wanted to learn some Kinyarwanda for when you visit me here are some of my notes!

That is all for now! Sending everyone back home lots of love!

Teaching about Martin Luther King in Rwanda

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For the past few days I have been teaching my students about Martin Luther King. It was a challenging lesson to plan for because some of my students struggle with a basic understanding of the English language and some are really advanced (keep in mind my age range of students is probably 11 years to 19 years old). Despite the language barrier we managed to have some really great discussions about racism and how the color of your skin doesn’t determine what kind of person you are. I think this is a really valuable lesson to reinforce since the entire premise of the genocide was to eliminate a group of people who were labeled as “different.” It was also a good lesson for them on American culture because many of my students insist that only white people can live in America. I showed the class a picture of Martin Luther King and a student told me, “But teacher he is black so he is not from America.” Even if they don’t master English grammar and pronunciation over the course of the next year I am adamant that they learn that American society is not composed entirely of white people. They have also informed me that America doesn’t have any farmers and because we all own cars there are no bikes.

Ok, back to the MLK lesson. We read part of his “I Have a Dream” speech and after I asked the students to think about their own dreams and what they want to do after they finish school to change the world. It was a rather difficult task and a majority of my students handed in their notes (so pretty much a biography of MLK and the definition of the Civil Rights Movement) instead of the actual assignment because they couldn’t come up with anything to write. However, a small percentage of the 120 were able to come up with a response and I have compiled a collection of responses divided into four categories.

 

Question: What is your dream? What do you want to change about the world? What will you do after you finish school?

 

Best Responses

• My dream is to help some people to pray to God. In our world I want to change the minds of some people. I want to help all people to know that our God is the one God and God is created all of us there are some scientific know that “we come from monkey.” Monkey is animals created by God and us are created by God. When I will finish my study if God wish me I can become pastor and be promoter for my God. God bless us, God help us.

• I will dream which is to be rich which I have a car, airplane, a big house and my house was clean and big, I want to help the poor and the sick

• I have a dream to go to university in America

• My dream is that I need a full study, a good life, to be rich, and my dream, I have every day last two years I am a teacher of école secondary.

• I want to help sick, I want to help poor, and I want to teach children.

• I have a dream to be president, I will avoid violent, help the persons in Africa to avoid colonization, the object is democracy and good government

• The change on the world is poverty because increase of people don’t have food

• My dream is to understand English

• I have a dream to be a doctor and live in America

• My dream is to help the ministry

• I want to be a mother

• I want to be a policewoman and help people

• I want to be a pilot

 

Funny/Random Responses

• I want to be player (I asked him if this meant football player and he said no, just a player and winked- it’s amazing what these kids do and do not know)

• You are a very good teacher because you understand English

• I do want sport because I sport the best

• Time is money, the book is mine, to know ledge is wealth, time will tell

• My name is Martin Luther King (only response on a blank page)

• Help the suck (?)

• Kalissa is a small boy

• You haves some pretty hairs upon your head (I suppose I should be grateful for the compliment?)

Saddest Responses

• I can’t change our world because people not have heart, and work genocide, and fake words, and no our prosperity, and no humanity

• My dream is to pray to God – I want to change the mind of some people go to kill because there is much death

 

Most Creative Response

I have a student who is deaf and I know that it is really hard for her to follow along with my lectures but her response was amazing! There was a portion of MLK’s “I Have a Dream” speech on the board and she changed it to be her dream, it didn’t all make sense but still a really cool idea:

 

• Sweltering with the heat of misery all the deaf, they have be course and I have deaf be transformed into an oasis of freedom, they have all deaf students in Kigali city, association study in problems of secondary problems deaf students, their characteristic I have in dream to every person, and society dreams that every person have every right.

 

Overall it was a really neat experience and a great chance for me to get to know my students. I hope that everyone back home had a wonderful MLK day!

First Week of School

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Notes from the first staff meeting (Jan  9th)

8:00 am- Meeting starts and Espérance, my headmistress, asks all the teachers to stand and introduce ourselves

8:05 am- One of the teachers brings up how the district should really start things on time and a heated debate over the effectiveness of the district’s policies is initiated

8:20 am- When asked to select a preferred day off one of the teacher proposes that with a 30 hour week there is no time for a day off and I kind of want to throw something at him

8:30 am- Luckily the other teachers decide this is not a good idea and we decide to move on to creating the schedule

8:33 am- Espérance goes to look for another blackboard to write the schedule on

8:42 am- A random student shows up with a blackboard but Espérance does not return

8:44 am- With all this down time I start to panic about the fact that I will soon have to “occupy” 150 students for 2 hours (since there are no actual classes today all the teachers will take turns “occupying” the students while the other teachers work on the schedule)

8:45 am- Espérance returns

8:50 am- Discussion starts again on how to organize the schedule

8:54 am- A system of organization is decided on but we don’t get off to a smooth start because the new teachers do not know what subjects they are supposed to teach

9:03 am- Discussion continues, I am very bored, everyone is speaking in rapid Kinyarwanda and I catch myself looking out the window far too often

9:12 am- A problem subject appears to be physics and while I had a fantastic physics teacher in high school I really hope they do not ask me to teach it!

9:17 am- On a mission to find a physics teacher Espérance starts interrogating everyone to see if they are qualified to teach it and I do my best to avoid eye contact

9:23 am- The dreaded moment arrives and I am asked to teach physics and while I feel bad that they are struggling I decline the offer

9:27 am- Espérance leaves to take a phone call and the teachers across from me huddle together and start whispering about me, apparently Jr. High never truly ends

9:45 am- Sister Martha informs me that we will return to the convent to take tea and I jump at the chance to escape this horribly boring meeting

10:02 am- Return from tea

10:05 am- Espérance attempts to make me start my occupying duty and I politely yet firmly inform her that my shift doesn’t start for another 30 minutes

10:10 am- There appears to be a general lack of focus in the room, 2 people are on their phones and 2 have left the room

10:15 am- Slightly more focused discussion begins

10:31 am- I copy the school calendar into my notebook and plan vacations for the next year while dreading the fact that I have to go entertain 120 students in four minutes

10:35 am- It is technically time for me to go but I have decided not to leave the comfort of the teachers’ room until they make me

10:37 am- Trying to act casual and avoid eye contact so they won’t realize that I should already be gone

10:45 am- Finally leave for occupying duty

12:10 am- Return to teachers’ room- very happy that my time with the students is over for today because it was pretty awkward

12:28 pm- Entire schedule is up on two blackboards and they are trying to write out the schedule for each day, it looks very complicated

12:36 pm- Meeting stops because secretary of the district visits

1:20 pm- Sister Martha and I leave to eat lunch at the convent

2:00 pm- We finish lunch and Martha tells me I can go back to my room and she will call me when they get to my part of the schedule

4:00 pm- Still no word from Martha and it is pouring rain

4:30 pm- Walk to school in the rain and the teachers are horrified and inform me that the rain will cause me to die, I do my best to assure them that I have survived 23 years of walking in the rain but they seem skeptical

4:45 pm- Finally the fill my hours in on the schedule, my name was almost last on the list so my hours are random but at least I get Friday as my day off!!

5:00 pm- Espérance informs the teachers that they must change one of my days because I cannot start teaching at 7am because it is not a “comfortable” hour for teaching- I think the teacher in charge of the schedule is annoyed (I would be as well) but Espérance insists

5:33pm- The school secretary tries to give me money as “meeting day bonus” and I have to tell her that Peace Corps Volunteers are forbidden to accept money and she doesn’t really understand and gives me a weird look

6:00pm- Finally the meeting is finished. I am exhausted and I cannot imagine how the other teachers feel because they were at the school all day and never left to eat or rest

* Meetings in Rwanda are always crazy like this, no sense of organization and they last forever. If you ever go to one I suggest you bring a book!

 

Teaching has been an interesting experience so far, especially the first week. Last week was pretty frustrating because the schedule was chaotic and the students weren’t very focused but this week has been so much better! The students are really excited to learn English and I enjoy teaching them.

* At the moment my internet connection is not fast enough to load pictures but I am headed into Kigali on Friday so I will post lots of pictures then!

Thoughts on cooking, praying, New Years, and teaching!

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One of main goals of the Peace Corps program is to share American culture with your host community and the nuns frequently ask me about American music, movies, dress, dancing, and food. Even though I have never been a talented cook it has been a really fun experience to share American food with them. Since there is a large European influence in this particular congregation (there are even nuns from Belgium in Kigali) my nuns are particularly fond of chocolate and cheese. My first dish that I made for them was macaroni and cheese and it went over very well and they have since replicated the dish themselves without my help. My plan for yesterday was to make chocolate covered apples but it due to limited storage and cooling resources the recipe evolved into more of a fondue dish. Apples are pretty hard to find in Rwanda since they are imported and only sold in Kigali but I was able to track some down and for chocolate I simply melted candy bars (one pot of white chocolate and one with milk chocolate). I was feeling rather artistic when it came to arranging the apples and chocolate and the nuns were very impressed and now have the impression that I know much more than I really do about cooking- this could be bad or good- I guess we will see!

I feel so incredibly blessed to have this amazing community of nuns that are constantly offering me love and support. We have lots of fun together and they are always willing to help me practice my Kinyarwanda and French. One of my favorite parts of the day is walking to dinner each night around 7pm. The nuns are usually still in the chapel that is right next to my house and I can hear them signing as I walk to the area where we eat. I tend to get there early so I set the table and then sit and listen to them sing. The head nun caught me reading the Bible in French the other night and declared that it was my week to pray before dinner. It was a little overwhelming to lead the prayer session and read in French in front of everyone but it was a good experience and my prayer responsibilities are now finished for a few weeks at least!

 

The nuns had a big party on New Years Day that was pretty fantastic! They invited the 23 nuns from their congregation who live in Kigali (including two nuns who are from Belgium) and we had a great big party under a massive white tent in the garden. There were multiple moments when I sat back and looked around and really couldn’t believe that this is my life. One of the highlights of the party was the skit that some of the nuns preformed. One of the nuns from Belgium was even dressed up and Santa Clause which was hilarious!

There was lots of singing, dancing and wonderful food. They let me help some in the kitchen the day of the party but after I almost cut my finger off slicing potatoes they gave me little jobs like carrying dishes outside or adding salt to things. I wasn’t too sad because the whole method of cutting things here really freaks me out. They hold the item they are cutting in their hand and then cut until the knife hits their palm. The knives are relatively blunt but every time I attempt to cut like that I have images of me cutting my entire hand off and all that blood would certainly ruin whatever dish I was preparing.

 

I am getting nervous since school starts on Monday and I will officially be a teacher! I have spent the past few days preparing lesson plans and activities and trying to decipher the curriculum that the ministry of education published for the grade that I will be teaching. I think it is absolutely fantastic that they have a curriculum that all schools in Rwanda can follow but there are some issues with it that can be frustrating. For example, here are some of the goals listed for the level I will teach:

– Produce sound and sound combinations peculiar to English

– Listen consciously

– Develop the art of conversation

– Use the appropriate register

– Use figurative language

– Recognize idiomatic spoken language

– Use the correct stress, rhythm and intonation

– Sensitively perceive the relationship between sounds and meaning

– Sensitively relate sound to meaning in her/his own performance

– Judge and interpret the effectiveness of oral communication

– Improve reading habits

The curriculum can be frustrating to go through because it is rather vague and doesn’t really provide any helpful material to aid teachers as they develop their plan for the year.

Then there are even more specific objectives like this one:

– Increase reading speed from 200 W.PM. to about 300 W.P.M

This is confusing to me- does it mean I should be testing my students on how fast they can read when they struggle to use basic introductions? The one thing that I am sure of is that the first few weeks will be quite the adventure as I attempt to navigate my role as an American teacher within the Rwandan education system.

 

As I continue to explore my community I am constantly amazed with just how beautiful this country is! Here are a few pictures from my latest walk- they are not the best quality images because it was a cloudy day but I wanted you to get a taste of where I live.

My school