samedi, janvier 25, 2014

Training and forging for food


I am responsible for starting up a new project on GBV in my duty station, so we basically have to start from scratch and build up.

I just completed a weeklong training for local partner organizations. I was in charge of the last two days to plan and facilitate the workshop. It was so much work to come up with an agenda, develop content and activities for the workshop. I am used to working collaboratively with colleagues, and this was actually the first time that I had to do everything myself from developing a pre and post-test to thinking about some energizers….  For whole two days. When I got positive feedback from the participants, I forget how tired I was. Especially on the last day, I was just ready to collapse!

I have a very nice local colleague from the partner organization, who helped me to interpret at the workshop and translate materials. I was very happy to see how participants (they will be working in GBV programme) were so interested and almost leaning forward to hear what we had to say. When I said “can someone come up and do an energizer?” one of them said “no we don’t need one. We are so interested. We are not falling sleep!”

On one of days, I wore a local skirt (kind of wrap around tight long skirt) that I bought the day before with the local colleague in a market. Participants had such a good laugh as my skirt kept getting loose and my colleague (she is officially my friend at that point) had to come and fix it.

Despite the stress, there were some positive things in addition to the good feedback. One is that I became friends with the colleague. The other is that the training centre had such good food! You know by now things like “local” and “organic” really grab my heart. The training centre is also their agricultural extension centre, so they had locally grown and organic vegetables for lunch. I was getting sick, so my colleague would pick lemons off their trees, so that I can have hot lemon drink for my throat. I also found that they were growing sorrel to eat the leaves. I remember this back in Guyana where they made delicious red juice with this. It tastes like bissup (west African hibiscus juice.) I got permission to collect the flowers, as they were not going to eat this. I dried them in the sun, and I will experiment with this when I go back to YGN. I am now so into forging my own food!        

samedi, janvier 04, 2014

Happy 2014!


Wishing you a happy new year 2014!

2013 was by far the most adventurous year in my life. I was in total in 12 countries, starting with a new year in Japan to the Maldives, France, Spain, Morocco, Western Sahara, Mauritania, Senegal, Nepal, Japan, the US, Thailand and finally where I moved.  It was just extraordinary full of surprises and new friendships.

And then, I ended up in this beautiful country. I feel so lucky.  

M.FR and I had no plan to do anything special for Christmas-New Year, as we frankly did enough already this year. We just went on a short day trip to an old capital of the country. It was low key but enjoyable. We just brought some sandwiches and fruit (in my new fabulous yellow basket!) and ate lunch on a bench at one of famous pagodas. 

And it makes things even better, we received the shipment from Nepal. "Christmas and New Year Together" was how I felt.  It is just a pile of my belongings. However, it felt so nice to open the boxes and see my carpet, books, glasses and clothing etc after nearly a year.  

We spent the new year day, drilling holes on a wall to hang our paintings and photos. The house finally looks more "lived." I made modest vegetable curry for dinner, and we ate for the first time on our new dining table that we custom ordered (made with recycled teak woods.) This is exactly what I wanted even though I missed Japanese Oshogatsu and my family.