Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Chef Jason

I am a very blessed woman-my husband loves to cook.  And he is a very good cook.  Here in Tanzania we have to be creative when it comes to dinner time.  At our local market we can find tomatoes, onions, garlic, carrots, bell pepper, cucumbers, avocados, bananas, fruit that is in season (right now it is mango season!), corn, potatoes, wheat, rice, and every type of bean that you could ever imagine.  There are also all types of leaves that Tanzanians like to cook in oil, as well as peanuts that you roast yourself.  And spaghetti noodles (where would we be without pasta?).  So behold the creations of Chef Jason-made from scratch and mostly local.


Banana bread with black tea is our staple breakfast.  We used to have wonderful loose leaf tea from Irente Biodiversity Reserve in Lushoto, but we enjoyed it too much and it is now gone.  Now we enjoy a cup of Chai Bora with our freshly made banana bread.


One of the first meals Jason perfected was spaghetti with tomato sauce.  Good old comfort food sometimes served with a side of parachichi for me.


Jason tried another variation on pasta-peanut noodles!  We can buy peanut butter at the store on campus and it has saved our lives (not really, but we are thankful for peanut butter).  We serve our peanut noodles with grated carrots and cucumber.  So refreshing and tasty!


This meal is one of my creations.  Chef Heather serves up roasted potatoes with local vegetables and rosemary.  I plan on growing a little rosemary bush on our back balcony to have fresh rosemary available.


One day Chef Jason marched to the local butcher in search of meat.  Our butcher shop consists of a little room that is tiled with identifiable and unidentifiable parts of cows and goats and mystery meat hanging from the ceiling.  Jason brought back some mystery meat for this delightful stir fry made with tomatoes, onions, bell pepper, and soy sauce.


Tonight's meal was homemade pizza.  We made the dough and sauce and a fancy store in Mbeya provided the cheese.  Served with an ice-cold Tangawizi (a type of ginger ale soda made by Coca Cola) a bad evening can turn into a good evening.

And now I am off to go grade quizzes.  Enough procrastinating for me.  Until next time,

Peace,
Heather

Sunday, November 3, 2013

Better Homes and No Garden-Tanzania Edition

Welcome to our home in Mbeya, Tanzania!  We have a two bedroom apartment with a view of the local mountains from our living room windows and front balcony.  Jason and I have spent time cleaning and organizing and now we have have a very livable home.  We still have some things we would like to purchase, but for the most part we are all settled in and can welcome guests into our home.  Karibu!



When you first enter our home, you will be welcomed into our living room.  We have maps of Tanzania and the world decorating our walls at the moment.  We have a nice selection of books left by the previous volunteer in our bookcase.  Jason and I sit and play games at the coffee table most every night.



Up next is our kitchen!  We have a nice, big kitchen in which to prepare our meals.  We have a little stove that has both electric and gas burners (the gas is very nice when the power is out) and a little oven.  We have a kitchen sink, but I need to do dishes in basins as the sink has no stopper and the water is not usually on anyway.  Jason and I bought a refrigerator a couple of weeks ago and it has been so nice to have cold water to drink.  On top of the refrigerator is our drinking water, which we collect from the bathroom sink, then boil to make it safe to drink.




Our bathroom!  We have a shower room with a shower that spills cold water, so we normally take bucket baths.  We have a toilet room with a Western toilet!  The downside of the Western toilet is that it really only flushes when the water is on.  And lastly we have a little sink area where we can store our buckets of water.  We have water ~3 times per day, so we need to collect and store the water in order to have it when we need it.


This is our guest bedroom.  We have two almost twin-sized beds, and a chair.  Come visit us!


Our bedroom!  We have a large, king-sized bed with the most amazing, fuzzy blanket on which Jason has bestowed the title of "Beauty and the Beast Blanket" as it is purple with pink roses that look like the forbidden rose in "Beauty and the Beast."  We have a big wardrobe in which to store our clothes and not pictured is a little vanity with a big mirror on which we store our toiletries.  Our bedroom windows look out over the mountains.



Attached to the guest bedroom is a little balcony that gets plenty of sun.  I hope to grow a bucket garden here one day soon.  The first balcony picture looks west to the eucalyptus forest and the farms upon which the teachers cultivate their maize.  The second picture looks east to more staff housing and the university beyond.  We are happy to call Mbeya and Mbeya University of Science and Technology our home for the next two years!

Peace,
Heather and Jason

Friday, October 25, 2013

Hearing Their Cry

This post stems from a conversation I had today with a young man attending the university Jason and I work at.  After going through the usual Tanzanian greetings and finding out where I was from, he proceeded to ask me a rather difficult and uncomfortable question: "Where does all the money America gives to Tanzania go?" he asked. "We are still crying.  The people never see it."  He told me to go tell the American embassy that the money they give to Tanzania is going to the wrong people.  "There are people all over Tanzania who do not know how to end their day" he said.  "Their crying is not heard."

"That is why we are here," I explained.  "We have been sent to listen.  The Peace Corps sends volunteers all over Tanzania to work alongside Tanzanians in villages and towns.  We help Tanzanians connect with the right people so that they do not have to cry anymore."

A smile widened the young man's face.  "This is good," he said.  "You will learn from Tanzanians and Tanzanians will learn from Americans."

And this is what it is all about.  Listening.  Sharing. Learning.  What we are doing here seems small and insignificant, and the work here is harder than I ever could have imagined, but it is good.  We hear the cry of our small little community.  God hears their cry.  And together, us and God, we make a terrific trio.

Peace,
Heather

Wednesday, October 23, 2013

Tukuyu

One fine weekend in October Jason and I visited our friend Beth when we had time off from work due to the Tanzanian national holiday, Nyrere Day (celebrating Tanzania’s founding father).  Beth lives near the hopping little town of Tukuyu and is surrounded by lush mountains that you can climb and tea fields that you can meander through.  We did both on our visit.  I’ll let the pictures tell the rest of the story.
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This is on the trail on the way to the top of Ngozi Crater, which is not too steep at this point in the journey.  Ngozi Crater holds a deep blue lake which locals spin magical tales about.  You can see little banana trees growing around us.  Full grown banana trees have leaves as tall as Jason!  On our hike back down the mountain, we saw monkeys swinging in the tall trees that guard the path on the crater.

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Tanzania’s Crater Lake, a nice 2629 meters high and well worth the scramble to the crater rim. We ate lunch on the rim and enjoyed the rumble of thunder from an approaching storm that surrounded us.

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Beth (in the pink shirt) and Rachel (in purple) and I scrambled/down-climbed the steep sides of the crater in an attempt to reach the lake.  Roots from sturdy trees served as our climbing ropes in some cases.  About halfway down the crater wall to the lake, I chickened out and returned to the rim.

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Jason and I hung out on the rim while our friends took a swim in the crater lake.

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In the tea fields near Beth’s school!  The tea plantations stretch as far as the eye can see over verdant rolling hills.

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Beth, Eunice, and Jason.  Eunice attends college in Mbeya and over the weekend she gave us a tour of the tea fields.  She has a very bubbly personality and is very patient in teaching Kiswalil.  She is also very generous.
Until our next adventure!
Heather

Sunday, September 29, 2013

Homestay Songs

Here are two recordings we made of our host family singing before going to bed. This post uses HTML 5 which may not work for everyone, so I included a few download links as well. Please post a comment or e-mail me if you are having issues.

When the storms of life are raging (download):


How great thou art (download):

Friday, September 27, 2013

Fish out of Water

As funny as it may sound, before I came to Tanzania I would not have been able to put into words what defines American culture (I could, however, describe to you a bacterial culture).  I guess I never gave my own culture much thought.  I grew up in it, I lived in it, and I knew what was expected of me and how to behave.  Now I find myself in Tanzania-and making mistakes, like not bowing to let the little children touch my head when they greet me.  According to the experts from our Peace Corps training, being aware of your own culture and being aware of your own limitations are the top two qualities necessary for living and working in another culture.  Seeing and experiencing a different culture has made me more aware of my American culture as I learn about my new culture.

One of the striking differences between American and Tanzanian culture is independence/community.  Americans are very independent.  We like to figure out solutions to problems on our own with minimal intervention from others.  Here in Tanzania, however, you rely on your community much more heavily.  For example, today Jason and I took a long walk into the village situated along the main highway.  This village has more shops than the little village located just outside of the University grounds.  We were looking to buy some mahindi ya bisi (popcorn!) as well as some siage ya karanga (peanut butter!).  While searching we ran into a worker at the University who has been helping us with repairs around our apartment.  Our American mindset would be to fix our broken cooker ourselves, but here in Tanzania we are learning there is a great need for community support.  We never would have found a proper electrician without the aid of our friend.  Today while talking we mentioned we would like some little stools made.  Our friend immediately offered to talk to the carpenter who he uses and get the stools made for us.  My American reaction is to not have our friend handle the making of the stools for us, as I would like to have a say in how our stools are made.  We see the world through our culture-colored lenses and I am learning to adjust mine.

Another difference between American and Tanzanian culture is in the way each culture handles greetings and goodbyes.  In America, we are casual with greeting each other (Hey!  What's up?) and we spend time saying goodbye to each other and wrapping up conversations.  In Tanzania, greetings are elaborate.  We are asked "Habari za leo?" (what is the news of the day?), "Habari za nyumbani?" (what is the news of home), Habari za sokoni? (how was the market?).  Because we are teachers, school children will often say "Shikamoo" to us, which is a greeting of respect meaning literally "I hold your feet."  While greeting each other, you often shake hands and continue to hold hands for what feels like a very long time to this American.  While we are on the topic of holding hands, it is perfectly normal to see two males or two females walking and talking and holding hands, but a male and a female should not hold hands in public (scandalous!).  Tanzanian goodbyes are brief.  In fact, if you are having a phone conversation, there may be no goodbye.  Tanzanians just hang up when they feel like the conversation has come to an end.  Jason and I have not mastered how to discern when the end is yet.

As Americans, we value privacy.  We enjoy alone time, especially when sick.  If you come to Tanzania, you may feel like Tanzanians are nosy, but their inquisitiveness is actually a part of their culture and how they build relationships.  For example, when meeting someone for the first time, you may be asked if you are married, if you have children, and what your religion is.  In America, these are not the usual questions you ask after asking a person's name.  Another example is when Americans are sick, they like to be alone and rest. Tanzanians want to be constantly checked on to make sure they are alright.

Lastly, I would like to share with you how Tanzanians view Americans.  Some of these attributes may come as a shock, while others may make you proud.  I know that listening to Tanzanians describe Americans was enlightening to me, so I hope you find the following list interesting and challenging:


  1. Not tolerant
  2. Punctual
  3. Hard-working
  4. Direct
  5. Frown upon corporal punishment
  6. Anxious to know what we do not know
  7. Risk takers
  8. Self-centered
  9. Like space and privacy
  10. Appreciate nature
  11. Gender sensitive
  12. Like animals
  13. Like to cry/emotional
  14. Concerned about human rights and democracy

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

A Place to Call Home

Site Announcement.  Those two words create a spark of excitement that spreads like a wildfire among Peace Corps trainees.  Every trainee waits for this day-the day they find out where they will be spending the next two years of their lives living and working alongside Tanzanians.  The Peace Corps makes site announcement very dramatic.  The staff bring out a map with each trainee's picture covered by a post-it note and linked to a region by a string.  Each person is revealed one at a time.  People bounded up to the board, excited to hear more details about their site.  My name (and thus Jason's too) was called as a picture was revealed linked to the region of Mbeya!  Mbeya is a region located in the southwestern corner of Tanzania.  We were told that Mbeya is a lush, mountainous region full of tea plantations and banana trees.  Sign us up!  After learning about our region we were informed that we would be living near the city of Mbeya and teaching at the Mbeya University of Science and Technology (MUST)!  Jason was assigned to teach ICT subjects (Information and Communication Technology) and I was assigned to teach Biology.

Three days later we found ourselves on a bus headed from Korogwe to Mbeya via Iringa.  A word about transportation in Tanzania.  The roads, while mostly paved, are rough.  The bus does not stop very often, which means you should not drink water while traveling. If you do, you might have to "chimba dawa" (literally meaning "to take medicine") which entails stopping the bus to squat on the side of the road.  When the bus does make official stops, you are bombarded by vendors selling soda, fruits, and other snacks.  If you did not buy any from the vendors who push their wares through your window don't worry, your neighbors on the bus will notice and share food with you.  There is no air conditioning operating on the bus, which made for a warm ride.  Buses do not often arrive on time.  We found ourselves waiting at the bus stand for two hours wondering if the bus was still coming.  All these things make traveling in Tanzania an adventure.  If you approach bus travel in Tanzania with the mindset that life is about the journey, and not the destination, you will be just fine.  That, and bring your iPod.  You are going to need it.

Once in Mbeya we spent some time with current volunteers.  They spoiled us.  They made us homemade pizza for dinner the night we arrived and homemade cinnamon rolls the next morning.  Then it was off to our site!  After a short dala dala (mini-bus) ride, we hailed a taxi to travel the last stretch of dirt road and arrived at the doors to the university.  We then waited quite some time to see the acting deputy head of the school.  In fact, much of our time at site visit was spent waiting-karibu (welcome to) Tanzania!  We toured the university during our stay, Jason met some of his fellow teachers in the ICT department, and we learned what we will be teaching!  Jason will teach Electrical Fundamentals and Introduction to Software Engineering and I will teach Applied Biology I and II (basically Microbiology and Molecular Biology/Genetics) in the Laboratory Sciences department.  We are very excited to begin working with our fellow teachers at MUST.

After spending three days at our site we returned to Korogwe for some final training and our final exams (which we both passed :) ).  On September 12th we officially swore in as Peace Corps Volunteers.  Swearing-in was quite the event as it was held at the US ambassador's residence in Dar es Salaam.  Speeches were given, all of us new volunteers sang a song, and there was food-very fancy food.  The Tanzanian media was present, so we were on the news!  We spent most of the 13th (14 hours!) on a bus from Dar es Salaam to Mbeya.  Praise the Lord that we were on the nicest bus we have ever traveled in while in Tanzania, it was only four seats wide instead of the usual five.  We have been living in our apartment for a few days now.  The place needs cleaning, but once we tidy up it will be very nice!  We have electricity (it seems to go out every night-it's funny as we live right next to the girl's dormitory and they all scream when the lights go out), running water three times per day (morning, noon, and evening), two balconies, a big living room/dining room, kitchen with attached pantry, two bedrooms, a shower room, and a western style toilet (oh yeah!).  Pictures will be forth coming once we settle in.  Right now we are busy cleaning and trying to figure out where we can buy all the things we need (like flour...unga wa ngano uko wapi?)  After next week Jason and I will begin to prepare our lessons for the start of school on the 28th of October.  Sorry for the long absence from our blog...we have been busy!

Kwa heri!
Heather and Jason

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The main tent under which speeches were given-go America!

Jason and Me all dressed up for the occasion-I had the dress made in Korogwe!

Our Community Based Training (CBT) group-we will miss everyone!