So…it has been a while since my last entry. I have little time on computers, so I usually spend it responding to individual e-mails and such…but I don’t want to neglect this medium for delivering my experience to my community back home.
Currently, I am in Tamale right now. I have finished my testing (language and sector) and have been sworn in as an official Peace Corps Volunteer. The past week has been a culmination of formalities, studying, and celebrating. My fellow PCVs and I who are located in the northern parts of Ghana have been relaxing and saying our goodbyes for now for the past 3 days here in Tamale. I am departing from here within the hour…it will be nice to get to my house for the next 2 years and unpack finally. Living out of a bag for 3 months gets to be unnerving and tries the patience a little bit…I’m sure most of yall who know agree. Anyways…my attempt at making a difference in my primary project begins…and I am more than ready and feel quite capable right now. It is funny though, because if I stated my action plan…which consists of: introducing myself to everyone, sitting small with them while they do their work, making no initial commitments and most importantly, listening; it may seem like I am not working…atleast to myself it seems like it is not work. But this is my plan. Development is in the will of the community…and as a facilitator, I need to understand their concept of developement…what do they want from the revenue brought by their tourism…what do they see as most important in preserving, in terms of traditionally…what is their concept of a better livelyhood? These are questions that have to be answered and understood by me before I can act, connect resources, make requests, and put into play what will need to be sustainable progress. I was thinking of this the other day and came upon a thought/idea that I wanted to write into my journal. Then, as if instilled in me, I thought what my journal is to me. It is my place for refuge…it is my personality on paper…it is my growth…it is my blueprint of this life so far and my interpretation of where I might fit. I thought…this entry would be “work” related…do I want to taint my journal with entries of that facit of my life? The word “work,” I guess it has a negative connotation in me instilled by all of those who hate their jobs and who I have conversed with. All of those mondane tasks that I felt were unnessasary in my developement, whether it was studying or putting into practice lessons taught in the classroom…they had put this bad taste in my mouth when I think of the word “work.” I realized though, that this entry, it wasn’t on this past perception I had of work…it was an interpretation of my livelyhood for the next two years. It is what I wanted to give and get out of it…and the freedom I have here provides a lot of room to move I must say…so convinced me to put in this entry. Now all facits of my life are in my pages of self reflection and expression…it is as if it has all come together…my desires are being played out even in my “work.”
I want to state this…to my friends looking for jobs, who have jobs…and have that feeling of not being satisfied. I think that feeling should be looked into…question your current situation…don’t be led somewhere by ideals that are not your own only later to be left wondering how you got there. Find yourself now before you lose yourself in the crowd. Do what you love and love what you do (got that from a shirt my cousin Jennifer gave to me). Spend time searching for that job you want…it is time well spent in my opinion…and don’t be afraid to take that next step if it seems uncertain. It is better to regret something you did than something you didn’t do. These are my opinions…my realizations to how I view things right now in my life. It has helped me find satisfaction in even my “work,” that word to me that was not dreadfull, but definitely not desirable either. It has changed my definition of the word.
I want comments on this one…I released myself onto this entry and I want my community to send me some feedback. This is what my life in this place has brought me so far…does this help yall…does this concern yall…let me know. It is something I am starting to feel more strongly about…and I have much interest in hearing other’s perspectives…especially those who have been out in the “real world” for a while.
Side note…as mentioned before…time on the computer here is limited and expensive…so my spelling, which is horrendious (sp?), as all yall who know me know, does not concern me as much as getting out my thoughts…so sorry to those who are turned off by incorrect spelling or grammar, it is just not of importance to me right now and I think I come close enough to correct spelling of a word to understand what word was intended. This is my position for all of my entries…so expect bad spelling…I feel like it might make the connection even greater for those who know me well enough to know which words I suck at spelling.
On that probably uneeded side note I will take my leave…it is 100 miles or so to my house, but the travel is uncertain and it might be night by the time I get home…damn, I hope I have a candle or two left at my house. Ok, well much love to all and I hope all is well.
