january was my everest ...

january was my everest!  between project woes and tiring of “dealing” with things (such as rats dying in my water tank), the start of 2012 tested my perseverance and proved that i’m resilient and optimistic in the face of an, at times, elusive end.  and thank goodness, because for a village where not much happens … things sure can change overnight.

the sad truth is that i can’t shake the feeling that i am continually one month late in everything i’ve done. for this i blame the noncommittal weather, a project duration (9 months) that thwarts volunteers from observing the weather patterns of a calendar year, and me for not knowing better.  upon arriving in kwakiliga, it took one month to secure the profitability data necessary to comfortably pursue planting sunflower … and one month was the precise time it took to miss the rains, thus the window for planting passed.  it took another month to conduct the research necessary to start teaching permaculture … and one month was the precise time it took for the community to shift gears to the current planting season, thus the window for implementing permaculture passed.  again i say, for a village where not much happens … things sure can change overnight.

our obstacles did not stop there, that is merely the table of contents.  here is the meat of the matter.  at times i am convinced that we, in kwakiliga, sit at the cusp of global warming. remember the data that shows how the least populous areas on the globe, the ones that emit the least emissions, are the first to suffer at the hand of climate change because their locations are the most extreme?  

after sitting through the heat of the tanzanian plains, as well as conversation after conversation in which my neighbors inquire when the rains will come (as if i am a meteorologist), i can attest to this.  for the second year running, the rains are absent.  and unlike home, the repercussion isn’t letting your lawn wilt, it is a) pulling your children from school to save money, b) hiring yourself out as labor to haul coal or cultivate land, c) going hungry.  for me to have so much education in agriculture and zero rain in which to utilize it makes me feel helpless amongst those who look to me for help.    

were the rains themselves not problematic enough, rallying a community behind an idea they understand only in theory weighs down the process further.  when we postponed the sunflower project until the longer, more dependable rains of 2012, we held a kikundi meeting in which we formally proposed permaculture as a second project initiative.  this agricultural approach focuses upon conserving water and other seemingly finite resources in the harsh terrain that is kwakiliga.  the sad reality is rains are becoming increasingly irregular, and we need to shift our farming approach to compensate for drought becoming the “norm”. the members of kwakiliga’s farmer’s group were seemingly on board, with one man in particular orating his support and the need to “try”.  thus color me surprised when not one month later, the same man asked why we were doing permaculture when we should be focusing on planting sunflower. but that’s okay.  that’s informative.  a change of focus or priorities amongst our group members suggests the presence of motives that we need to assess in gauging the longevity of our project.  i think it’s immeasurably more productive to work with a handful of eager and experimental farmers interested in achieving a communal goal … rather than proceed with a group of wishy-washy participants who want a band-aid for “now” rather than a prescription for “tomorrow”.  so the approach i take is this: if i’m asking them to alter the ways that they (and their families before them) have approached agriculture, i must be patient and sacrifice my own concept of time … foregoing frustration … because, i quote again, for a village where not much happens, things really do change overnight. 

what we need now is a “win”, one that reinvigorates the hope and momentum in a community that is surprisingly abundant in both, despite the daily hardships it faces relative to villages a mere 15 kilometers away where rain and food are plentiful.  i need that too … and if january was my everest, february was my ascent!  for every test of patience and devotion endured last month, february equaled or even exceeded them in progress, momentum, enthusiasm, and a rebirth of my hope that, upon my departure, kwakiliga and its residents will be better off than where they started.

speaking of morale, it’s ridiculous how inconsequential occurrences can generate a “good day” … earned at the drop of a hat.  for instance, a recent trip to korogwe started off on a good note, when the bus conductor (now a friend) quite literally refused to take my money for the bus fare.  generally people try to charge us MORE in light of being wealthy westerners, so the fact that everyone else on the bus, with far less money than me, was expected to pay when i got a nod … that was something.  and then, when i dismounted said bus to the swarm of men normally wanting to sell me bus tickets to arusha or tanga or dar es salaam, none hassled me but instead one pulled me aside quite literally to greet me hello. 

  

its glorious days like those that made the decision to extend my stay in tanzania an easy one.  some of you knew this was a possibility, for the purpose of seeing the sunflower project through to completion.  the selfish side of me wants to leave a tangible imprint on kwakiliga’s trajectory or income security … a calculable improvement … and that requires extending.  the sad reality is the project’s milestones, hindered both by weather patterns and my limited stay, may not be realized beyond “theoretical” success in nine months here.  and that too is ok.  because sustainable development work (emphasis on “sustainable”) doesn’t occur on in a single year.  one of the most important roles i can play is foundation builder … groundwork doer … project generator … community assessor … observation maker.  not necessarily glamorous, but if in august of 2011 i had the information i now have in january of 2012, i would have been able to design a project whose implementation would utilize the periods in which work is sparse and free time plentiful rather than work against the tide of time, as it were.  thus i am doing what others weren’t able to do for me: paving the road for continued improvements … and making sure said road is as smooth a possible over my 1.5 month extension (departure june 20^th).

other things that happened in january and february:

• puppy mcharo died
• attended my first tanzanian “harusi” or wedding reception
• discussed the problems we’re facing in kwakiliga with the kikundi leadership
• successfully completed “white january” in which no alcohol is consumed
• started hearing folks say “tumekuzoea”, or ”we have become accustomed to you”
• ate baada, ugali made from cassava
• made my first real friend, a 25 year old “diva” and mother of two named mama zai
• met my new bibi and babu, or grandma and grandpa (have been known to share coffee with the latter)
• built a fence with a local “fundi”, or builder, using pangas (machetes) and jembes (hand hoes)
• discovered that google translate is a great asset to lesson planning on permaculture
• got the world’s best care packages (thanks lexi, justin, and jeff)
• traveled by long boat to a white sandbar in the middle of the indian ocean
• stymied an impending marriage proposal from a tangan chef named wilson 
• failed to stymy three other marriage proposals
• learned how to make a cigarette, including all the steps from growing tobacco to curing it
• traveled from kwakiliga to diani beach (kenya) to arusha (tanzania) in two days: five buses and 18 hours
• was in the “eye” of my first tornado, which started in a kwakiligan maize field