Monday, December 27, 2010

Holidays In the Tropics

Fireworks. Food. Heat. Humidity.
HOLDIAYS IN SURINAME!


This is the third Chirstmas spent in the warmth of Suriname.
This year I moved into a cute little house in the city - luckily still under a huge mango tree. The part of town I live, really is enjoying this time of year. The last few evening have been spend watching firework displays - so close the it sounds like we are under siege!

Monks the Chirstmas Monkey is now part of the family! I simply adore this little guy, and for the last couple of days we have been getting to know each other. I've discovered his love of cucumbers and cashews!

(he's definitely got personality!)

The Holland crew has made their arrive for the holidays. It's been an exciting last few weeks, full of adventures, laugher and as always - FOOD! Christmas this year included over 30 people seated together at one long table, outside under the canopy of twinkle lights. Everyone brought something to share - and we ate and ate! There was a theme this year 'the Suriname Flag'. Everyone was to dress in the colors of the Suriname Flag (Red, Green, Yellow, White) It was as fun as it sounds! I wore my Suriname belt, flip-flops and white/red tank top. Raoul cooked cow stomach (not kidding) and I contibuted 40 deviled eggs to the party.

Kendila is in town, and has promised to visit and cook with me. I'm looking forward to this! She makes one mean ginger beer! I'm make sure to take some photos of this event!

Wished my friends in Wan Hati Switi Kristneti - they all are doing well! Sa and Corvina are both pregnant!! I'm so looking forward to visiting them and seeing the new babies!

Gabbie's birthday was December 1st - she turned 9 yrs old. I can't even believe it. When I first met that girl she was just 6. Where has the time gone? I miss seeing her and the rest of the crew. It's truly amazing how fast the time goes - looking forward to seeing them again soon!

I do really miss home this season. My family all got together at Nina and Kevin's to celebrate Alex's first Christmas. I wasn't able to call early enough to catch them all together, but talking with Nina, Suzy and Dad, really made me 'hungry' to be home. Next year we will be together.

Trisha will make her second visit to Suriname on Wendsday! I'm definitely looking forward to seeing her and I'm sure we'll chat the days away! She'll be here for End of Year, and I promise it will be like no other she's experienced!

Here's to a Bright, Happy and Safe New Year! xoxo

Monday, December 20, 2010

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Dance and Trance

Suriname is full of different culture and traditions. I have been blessed to have lived in Wan Hati and experience the Maroon culture and tradition. Learning so much about their way of life, and why they hold ceremonies.

I am also lucky to be able to experience some of the culture of the Javanese here in Suriname. I have now experienced Dyaran Kepang twice - and I would go again!

Across the Suriname River from Paramaribo, is the town of Nieuw Amsterdam. On festival days, one can watch and be mesmerized, as the Javanese enact their traditional Dyaran Kepang ceremony--a trance dance where the performers take on the spirit of a horse, monkey, or tiger as they fall under the spell of rhythmic, monotonous gamelan.

The gamelan begins and the men come out riding decorated stick horses. They preform a dance to the ancestors. There is a medicine man that leads them into the trance. He puts water with a sort of perfume on them - there is prayers and the spirits are summoned. He then leads them gently into trance.

When the dancers are in trance there bodies take over their minds and become transformed into another living being. The dancers start with the horse.

They gallop around - sometime turning violent and kicking one another. Each time I've witnessed them they tend to have a lot of rage, and are slightly frightening. The eat sharp and fibrous elephant grass, rose petals and drink out of buckets of water.

If the medicine man sprinkles them again with the water - he can lead them into transformation of monkeys.

The monkey spirit beats on his check and tears a coconut apart with his teeth! They are usual playful - and I enjoy watching them. They will attempt to steal things out of your purse. The last time we watch them - they were transfixed on a balloon, one took his sash and tied it to a coconut in attempt to make his own. They roll around and hop as a monkey would in the wild. They are curious and come right up to you - when you look at them you can tell by their face/eyes that they are completely consumed in the spirit.

I have never witnessed the tiger-spirit but have been told they have been known to tear the heads off of live chickens.

The medicine man uses a sort of powder and chants in their ear to lead them out of trance. This can be hard to watch - sometimes they struggle and yell. They tend to wake up dazed and looking confused as the spirits leave them.

Researchers have investigated the stomach contents of the dancers and mysteriously not found any trace of what they have ingested.

I continue to love and learn and be amazed here in Suriname.

Monday, August 30, 2010

Tough Truck Challenge and HIV/AIDS

That's what my Sunday held in store for me!

Woke up early and headed out to watch Motorsur - very exciting (and very hot!)
Basically what is was - two tracks were dug up in the middle of a pasture area. Big holes, muddy, bumpy - tough. Trucks lined at the start side-by-side and raced each other through the track.

There was a DJ playing really fun, old-school music and Parbo to drink - Ula held our huge umbrella for shade. We had a nice day out!

I had been struggling with writing a project plan for our hiv/aids awareness - TTC program. I made myself sit and finish most of the plan. It's been hard to get into that kind of groove of writing. I feel like I need a constant spell and grammar checker and wordsmith with me! I'm doing the best I can, and learning constantly!

Sunday night we went over to another PCV's house for a potluck. He's got the most adorable puppy - the puppy is going to America soon (his girlfriend is visiting and the dog is going home with her) so he had a going away party for the dog. I of course loved this!

Oliva called me today - I miss her and her family! I hope to see them before I leave to visit home!

17 days!!!

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Lazy Saturday - much enjoyed!

Being back at the 5-day a week work grind has been hard on me -- but when things start to come together, it feels really good!

I have been working on a really cool program that we hope to launch soon in targeted areas of Suriname. Yesterday I presented this information to the Sur 15s at their Mid-Service Conference.


WHAT IS TEXT TO CHANGE?
Text to Change (TTC) is a non-profit organization, founded in 2007. It uses state of the art mobile phone technology to collect and disseminate health information. TTC has been one of the pioneers in using mobile phones for health monitoring and advocacy in Uganda reaching out to the general public at a large scale. TTC work is demand driven and sets up complete programs with local and international partners. The aim of TTC is to make life saving knowledge easily available to the general public and to community and family level caregivers. TTC is specialized in interactive and incentive based SMS programs addressing a wide range of health issues such as HIV/AIDS, Malaria and Reproductive Health. The website for TTC is http://www.texttochange.org/

TEXT TO CHANGE AND UNICEF SURINAME:
UNICEF and TTC are working to launch an HIV/AIDS awareness quiz for youth age range of 14- 30 in Suriname. This program will run for four months – beginning in September and ending in December, in alignment with World AIDS Day (December 1st). Each month participates will receive a number of multiple choice questions via text message. They then respond back via text. Correct answers are rewarded with a top-off. If a participate responds with an incorrect answer, they will receive the correct answer back via text message. Participates that complete the 4 month long program will be rewarded with free airtime. All text messaging is free to the participants.


As this moves along - I'll be sure to updated you all on the progess.

Today was hot, so I napped and then around 5 (when it cooled off) went off to fly my new kite! Enjoyed a nice easy day. xoxo

Friday, August 27, 2010

Political update - (8/13/010)

BBC Caribbean.com
13 August, 2010 - Published 12:51 GMT

Bouterse gets down to business

Suriname's new leader Desi Bouterse has begun duties for the first time as a democratically-elected leader of this Caricom nation after taking the oath of office on Thursday.

He first came to power in February 1980, when he led a coup that suspended Suriname's constitution and dissolved the Parliament five years after the former Dutch colony gained independence.

He seized power once again in 1990 after leading another coup and has remained a powerful force on the country's political landscape, even after he stopped serving as military chief in 1992.
Mr Bouterse, a convicted drug smuggler, was elected by parliament last month after his Mega Combination coalition won 23 of the 51 seats in the May election.
In his inaugural address, he called for national unity, saying that service and sacrifice will be the base of his work.

Hear BBC Caribbean Report coverage of the inauguration
"The opposition are not our opponents. We see them as co-operation partners to accomplish policy together," he said.

Caricom absence
There was a noticeable absence of his Caribbean Community (Caricom) colleagues at Thursday's inauguration.
Guyana's Prime Minister Sam Hinds was the only high level Caricom government representative present.
Venezuela's Hugo Chavez, the only head of state to say he would attend the ceremony, cancelled at the last minute.

Charges
But while Mr Bouterse has been appealing for national unity, not everyone has forgotten his past.
The international journalists group, Reporters Without Borders, commenting on Mr Bouterse's installation, said it cannot forget that he continues to be charged with the murders of five journalists in 1982, while he was dictator.

The organisation said in a statement that even if legal proceedings are suspended for the duration of Mr Bouterse's presidency, it would be unacceptable if the murders were to go unpunished indefinitely.

The former military ruler is on trial for his alleged role in the abduction and summary execution 15 people, all suspected enemies of his regime.

Mr Bouterse has always denied being directly involved in their deaths.
The victims were rounded up in the night, taken to a military base and executed.
Mr Bouterse has also been convicted by the Netherlands - Suriname's former colonial power - of cocaine trafficking and there is a warrant out for his arrest.

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Suriname ex-dictator back as elected president
AP
Friday, August 13, 2010

PARAMARIBO, Suriname (AP) — A former coup leader, convicted drug trafficker and accused murderer swore to uphold the country's laws at his inauguration Thursday without mentioning concerns in Suriname and abroad about his return to power — this time through the democratic process.

President Desi Bouterse pledged in a speech to fight corruption and help impoverished communities in the vast rain forest hinterland of South America's smallest nation. He also said he would strengthen the resource-dependent economy and further distance the former Dutch colony from the Netherlands while forging closer ties with other nations.

But in a ceremony that was avoided by the hemisphere's leaders, Bouterse did not address his history as Suriname's two-time dictator — a past that made his election last month by Parliament uncomfortable for the international community.

The closest Bouterse came to touching on such concerns was his vow to respect the views of others.

"I want to assure you that we will never abandon the principles of consultation and cooperation or make arrogant use of our majority," he said. "The opposition is not our enemy."

Bouterse's return to power in the ethnically diverse country of 500,000 has many wondering whether it will mean a return to a dark past when human rights were trampled and isolated Suriname was a major launching pad for drugs bound for the United States and Europe.
No foreign heads of state attended yesterday's inauguration at a sports arena. Venezuelan President Hugo Chavez had been expected to attend but cancelled at the last minute.

Bouterse, 64, has loomed over Surinamese politics for three decades. He first came to power in 1980, when he led a coup that saw the constitution suspended and Parliament dissolved just five years after independence. Under international pressure he allowed the return of civilian rule in 1987, only to launch a second coup in 1990. Even after stepping down as army chief in 1992, he has remained a powerful force.

He also has been dogged by allegations of corruption. Convicted of drug trafficking in absentia in 1999 in the Netherlands -- prosecutors said he was the leader of the "Suri Cartel" -- he was sentenced to 11 years. He avoided that punishment because Suriname doesn't have an extradition treaty with its former colonial ruler, and now he enjoys immunity as head of state during his five-year term.

"Has he changed? I hope so," said Henri Behr, whose younger brother, a journalist and violinist in Suriname's symphony orchestra, was among the 15 opposition leaders abducted and executed by soldiers in 1982. "I'd like to think he will be different, but perhaps that's being naive."
In the past, Bouterse has accepted "political responsibility" for the so-called December killings while denying a direct role in them. As president he is not required to testify, and if convicted, he could potentially engineer a pardon and avoid a 20-year sentence. Some fear he could interfere directly with the trial if testimony gets too uncomfortable.

So far there is no concrete indication that the new president will try to interfere, and his only reference to the judiciary yesterday was to a desire to reform it so that it is no longer based on the Dutch system.

Bouterse has shrugged off his conviction in the Dutch court and the criticism of his record while strengthening his political machine.

His aides declined requests for an interview, and his large security detail discouraged attempts to speak with him as he held a long meeting over drinks before the inauguration.
His son insisted the country has nothing to worry about.

"I know he will be a good president because I know what kind of man he is," Dino Bouterse said. "He will be the best."

Thursday, August 26, 2010

It's the little things

Today I felt SO proud of myself!

There is a public bus system in place here. Unfortuntely it is completely unorganized and drives me crazy!

In the mornings it's pretty simple - I stand on the street and flag down any bus that's heading toward town. I can handle that one.

It's the getting from work BACK home that has caused me to take many detours and to see a lot of town!

One day I rode the PKS bus into work, I got out at the 'end' and took note of where it was parked. After work that day I went back to the exact location, the same line number 3 was on the bus. I got on, waited for the bus to full - then we were off. 10 minutes in I realized this was NOT the bus I was suppose to be in....I ended up on the 'highway' scared to get off cuz I would be totally lost. 2 hours later I had ridden the bus all the way back into town - then got in a 'taxi' to take me home! I apparently was on Line 3. Line 3 goes to Paran. PKS can have any line number on it it wants...cuz no one looks for that. Eessh.

Since that experience I've been taking the bus that I know will drop me by the Peace Corps office, and walking it home. I'm was a little gun sky of this bus stuff.

Today I sucessfully found the PKS waiting area. (Again first I rode til the end of the line. Ironically a different location then the previous time...) After work, I went back to that area- got on the PKS bus - even asked the driver 'are you the PKS, going by Choi' - 'yes ' he replies. I get in the bus. There is just one lady in it with me. After 15 minutes of sitting there alone....the driver starts talking to me in Dutch. I explain I don't understand Dutch. 5 more minutes later the lady turns to me - she talks in Saran tongo - asks me what I'm doing on the bus. I say I'm waiting for it to take me home - and I tell here where I'm going. She replies that I am in fact on the right bus. BUT....this bus is not going anymore today. She was the wife of the driver. She tells me that if I want to take the PKS bus thats running I have to walk over to the market - look for the Line 5 (but don't get on Line 5) infront of Line 5 I will see the PKS bus. Those are the buses that are running.

I thanked her -walked over to the market, saw the Line 5's walked in front of them. And just like she said there was a PKS bus almost ready to go! I took a seat only waiting a few minutes for the rest of the bus to fill...off we went.

A huge smile crossed my face as I saw Choi, pressed the button - and got off exactly where I wanted....success!

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Suriname Version 3.0

I know, I'm probably the worst blogger there is...

As I'm sure you can imagine - there is so much that has happened since my last update over 7 months ago. So a really brief recap - and forward on!

Suzy came to visit for three weeks toward the end of my two-years. We had a blast and did lots of fun, silly sister things together. The village loves her, and she loved the village! I'll try to get some photos posted of her vist (there's an album if your on fb)

My two-years came to end in Wan Hati. I moved out of the bush on July 15th and into the city. I extended my peace corps service for a third year! I just love it here that much! I took a position working 5 days a week with UNICEF. It was hard to leave all my friends and the kids in the WH, but I'm so happy that I have another year here to visit them! (I've already been back once!)

I'm working with Innovations for UNICEF. It's exciting, challenging and an office chalked full of fun people. I've been here a little over a month now, and so far so good!

I hope to keep up my posts now that I'm more accessable to a computer.

Can't wait to see a lot of you when I come home in 20(ish) days! It'll be almost 2 1/2 years that I haven't seen friends or Chicago!

Short and sweet for now - but with promises of more soon.

xoxo

Saturday, January 23, 2010

January 10th

6:00pm today five year old Fabine asked me if I had a car. I told her no. (slow to realize that she wanted a toy car...) I told her I don't have any money to buy a car. I work for free.
Rosanda her 11 year old sister looked at me and said 'white people are richer then black people.'

I asked her if she had ever heard of Oprah.

How could she have, she doesn't have t.v. Part of the three goals of peace corps is to help provide an understanding of American culture. I explained as much as I could of Oprah's fame and ever expanding empire. I told her how I was even lucky enough to go to one of her shows, that is really hard to get tickets, Rosanda just looked at me more confused then interested.

I think a wonderful activity will be to have a few days here were the kids and I discuss famous, history making Black Americans. Maybe I'll wait til I can get into the city and download some images and bio's so that there are visuals and stories to share -- make it a celebration kind of learning.

Today in general was a long one. It started with waking too early to a dream that felt to real. Dream involved previous snake making a home inside my pillow case. Basi A annoyed me by asking where he's suppose to poop (since the latrine funding is taking awhile) in front of my new visiting neighbors, and before 7:30am I hadn't even had my coffee yet. I just grumbled at him.

Gabbie came over at 8:00am wanting to play with playdough - I told her we would play later, that I was going to church. She laughed right in my face. (I usually don't go to church) I locked her out the house. She came back and had brought me a mango.

After playing with playdough until 10:00am she left.

I cooked mac and tuna, ate all of it at one sitting...then took a walk.

Hot.

Headed to Kendilia's house. She made me fold laundry, wash Sofie and take out all (at least 20) of Alisha's little tiny braids. Then she shoved food and cake at me to eat.

Armondo and Danka (both 15yrs old) come over and sang 'I love your sexy body' on repeat--finally followed by Armondo saying 'I want to eat food in a barn'.

I told him tomorrow 4:00 English lesson. We've skipped to many (apparently!)

Danka asked me if I had any condoms, I asked why - do you want one? Kendila screamed 'Don't give him any!!' He disappeared for about five minutes. (I thought out of embarassment) NO.

He had filled a condom he DID have with water and threw it at the porch where we were all sitting.

Kendila yelled and screamed.

Sofie and Alisha started crying.

Armondo laughed his head off.

I was just relieved to know why he was so eager for condoms. All that made me tired and a little cranky, so I headed home. On my way back home, Captian and his wife stopped me. They had a handful of people sitting around and visiting. Captian's wife starts telling the group how yesterday, in front of her house, one of the worker guys told me he didn't have a woman. I said, So? I already have a man in America.'
'You don't have a man here, I'll be your man', he replied.
Me, 'Why would I want you?!'

Luckily everyone errupted into laugher and I fled the scene before he could answer. So today as she retold the story, they all laughed again and told me I was tough and a smart mouth. Claudia asked me what my boyfriends name was, I answered Jonny Depp.

Before I could make it to my hammock, Olivia and Ande called me over. Olivia is due next month and Sister Anna is rumored to not be returning for another five months. I told them I had heard the same news, but I hadn't spoken directly to Sister Anna. They nodded and we chatted for a minute more. Back home washed my dishes, lazed around, finished my book. Then ran into Fabine.

Sunday, January 17, 2010

Happy Birthday Mom!

You let me know you love me
in so many different ways
You make me feel important
with encouragement and praise

You're always there when I need you
to comfort and to care
I know I'm in your thoughts
your love follows me everywhere

Thank you for all you've done
and given so generously
I love you my wonderful mom
for setting me straight and then setting me free

You're the best mom you can be.


Friday, January 15, 2010

The Visitor

Jan. 5th 2010

The lanti boat is still broke, luckily staff was heading out to visit AT, so I caught a ride out with them today. We headed out bright and early this morning and made it to AT's site before lunch time. It was great to see AT's house and village. His garden hosts the largest pumpkins I have ever seen in my life! He gave us a tour - it was a short one, his village is so tiny! After waiting out a few rain showers, Jono drove me to Wan Hati.

I don't know if it's the travelling, the fresh air or the change in scenery, but I always am so tired when I first get back (maybe it's the thought of having to clean up my house and unpack that drains all my motivation)

Before I can even get all my bags in the house, Jeni is in the front yard smiling at me and just chatting away. Next, Olivia is heading over - as usual she walks right in and takes a seat. We talk about our New Years and how much fun we had during the holidays. She then asks if she could borrow one of my gasbombs. I have two, but one is empty and unfortunately the second is about to be! Since the lanti boat isn't running its hard to get someone to take and fill the gasbombs in Moengo. I made sure to include lots of snacks during my shopping - just incase I have to go a few days without being about to cook. Olivia heads out and I head to take a nap.

Around 5pm the sound of something rustling around wakes me up, I try to ignore it - but it's really irratating me! I battle with a mouse problem in the house, and they keep me up at all hours. I can't take the noise anymore and get up to investigate. The noise is coming from behind my backpack. I peer over it and see a SNAKE! It's head is up and bobbing from side to side. Something compels me to grab my can of Raid and spray its face.

It jumps - I leap onto my bed.

It spews out a slimy fully intacted mouse. Mouse goes airborne landing by the base of my bed.

I'm horrified.

The snake is HUGE. Easily the full length of my room. Huge.

I watch as it slithers it's way into one of my bags. I don't want to leave to get help for fear it will move somewhere else in my house and we won't be able to find it. I see all the guys out on the soccer area and figure I'll wait til they walk by my house then get one of them to help me.

Sometimes I really wonder what I'm thinking...

As I'm standing on my bed - the snake starts to wriggle it's head out of my bag. I grab my broom and jump back up on my bed. Then knowing full well I shouldn't - I wack my pack with the broomstick.

Snake is pissed and bolts out of the bag.

The sound of the snake on my floor freaks me out , and he heads straight for under my bed.

I race into the other room and stand on the table, broomstick and Raid in hand. I look out the window, the guys are still playing soccer - it's starting to get dark.

No sooner do I look back at my bed - I see the snake's head and half it's body on the top of my mosquito net! The rest of him is dangling down the side of the net.

Now addrenaline is coursing through me. Fast as a flash I slide under the netting (opposite side from snake) I take my can of Raid - and fire full on at it's face. As I know from earlier snake doesn't like Raid.

He flies off the top of the netting back onto the floor and into my wash area.

He's big and mad and knocking over all my bottles. I trade my can of Raid for my machete. There's a drain hole in the side of the wash area, big enough for him to fit through--if I can get him to do it.

I have a big pink plastic tub I use as a shield and descide to trade back to my Raid bottle. (machete is long, but not long enough for my confort!)

I'm wacking the area like a crazy women with the broomstick trying to scare him to the drain hole - holding my pink tub in front of me like a warrior incase he comes to close to me.

Somehow now he worked his way to the ceiling and is dangling his head down at me.

I aim and spray - at the same time backing up to stand ontop of my table again.

Snake hates me.

He's back on the ground. I reach out and poke him with the broomstick - he's close to the drain hole. I wack him again and he darts out of the hole!!

I watch from my window as he heads out into the bush.

It's pretty dark as I take the dead mouse outside. The guys are walking past my house - finished playing soccer.

Sleep well, they call out.

Saturday, January 2, 2010

Happy New Year

---How Anansi got his stories ---

Once there were no stories in the world. The Sky-God, Nyame, had them all. Anansi went to Nyame and asked how much they would cost to buy.
Nyame set a high price: Anansi must bring back Onini the Python, Osebo the Leopard, the Mmoboro Hornets, and Mmoatia, the dwarf.
Anansi set about capturing these. First he went to where Python lived and debated out loud whether Python was really longer than the palm branch or not as his wife Aso says. Python overheard and, when Anansi explained the debate, agreed to lie along the palm branch. Because he cannot easily make himself completely straight a true impression of his actual length is difficult to obtain, so Python agreed to be tied to the branch. When he was completely tied, Anansi took him to Nyame.
To catch the leopard, Anansi dug a deep hole in the ground. When the leopard fell in the hole Anansi offered to help him out with his webs. Once the leopard was out of the hole though he was bound in Anansi's webs and was carried away.
To catch the hornets, Anansi filled a calabash with water and poured some over a banana leaf he held over his head and some over the nest, calling out that it was raining. He suggested the hornets get into the empty calabash and, when they obliged, quickly sealed the opening.
To catch the dwarf he made a doll and covered it with sticky gum. He placed the doll under the odum tree where the dwarfs play and put some yam in a bowl in front of it. When the dwarf came and ate the yam she thanked the doll which of course did not reply. Annoyed at its bad manners she struck it, first with one hand then the other. Anansi captured her.
Anansi handed his captives over to Nyame who rewards him with the stories, which now become known as Anansi stories.
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The kids love to share and tell anansi (anansi is a cunning trickster in spider form) stories. I love listening and sharing with them.

Here's to a year full of stories and adventures!