Tuesday, March 10, 2015
Stacey's Family Farm
I wrote about a visit to Stacey's family last weekend. I thought you might be interested to see what a middle class family's farm looks like. They moved back to their home area 5 years ago and bought 11 acres. The first thing they did was to plant a hedge around the homestead area with eucalyptus trees also known as sweet gum trees. The are fast growing trees that are used for lumber. Kennedy, Stacey's dad said, "It won't be long until Ryan and Stacey will be needing them for their own homes. The trees were probably already 60 feet tall. The next thing was building of a brick house.
They started an orchard with many types of fruit trees: mango, guava, macademia nut, orange, apple, sweet apple, passion fruit, and papaya. This one is a papaya.
This apple tree was grafted and had several blossoms.
The banana grove probably had at least 30 varieties of bananas, some for cooking and some for sweet eating.
Passion fruit vines had started producing and they weren't even a year old.
They had recently sold over 50 chickens and were starting to rebuild their flock. It was unusual for the chickens to have an inside place to go.
This is Margaret's outdoor kitchen. It is unusual that it is located inside a building. Most Kenyan women cook outside using sticks and charcoal. It is a new development from Kennedy's project, being more efficient. A fire is lit in the bottom part, the fire and heat are contained, the cement around it is heated, smoke isn't a problem since air can't interfere with it and cooking is more efficient. They have only had this stove for a month and were very proud of it. Kennedy was telling that all farmers involved in his project were required to have one.
This is napier grass that is grown to feed cattle. Their hired man was chopping it up to make silage. They also showed us a hedge they have planted that is also used to feed both the cattle and chickens that has protein in it.
Directly behind the bull calf is the house. To the right is the outdoor kitchen building and chicken room.
Uncovering our feast of pilau (spiced rice), spaghetti, meat sauce, Maryland chicken, meatballs, chicken stew, salad and chapati. There was cake, probably the best cake I've had in Kenya that Stacey made for us, fruits from their orchard and ice cream. That's a mango tree behind Kennedy, Stacey's dad.
Behind the family you can see the corner of the outdoor kitchen building and the stand they use to wash and dry dishes and the firewood pile used for cooking.
In the backgronud the closest building is the outdoor kitchen and chicken room, on the right is their house and the far building is the barn for the cattle.
Sunday, March 8, 2015
Visit to Stacey's Home
The KCSE results were released on Tuesday. It is a huge day for students, parents, teachers, administrators, literally anyone involved in the educational system.
Stacey is one of my Form IV Leavers. That means she has finished school at St. Monica's. She was one of the top students in my homeroom class. Her parents were extremely active and involved in school activities, coming to visit Stacey any time they could giving not only Stacey advice and support, but also many girls in our class and others.
As I expected, Stacey did very well on her KCSE, scoring an A-. That gives her direct admission to the university and a chance for a good career. Her parents had asked me to come visit them but it had never worked out until this past weekend. We were invited on Saturday to celebrate her results. In these two photos they are examining the official results.
Her father as I understand it, has a position similar to a county extension agent, he advises farmers on agricultural and animal husbandry. He works for a British project similar to the American Project Heifer. Stacey's mother supervises their farm activities. They have an orchard with many types of fruit, grow maize and beans, napier grass to feed their cattle, have started a small dairy herd and poultry. They sell their products to local projects and hotels (restaurants). Kennedy, Stacey's father, was proud to tell us that the farm is what has been paying school fees for both Stacey and her brother, Ryan, who is in university.
Stacey is a bright, responsible girl who will do well in whatever career she follows. She is hard-working, conscientious, motivated, and sensible. With young people like her as future leaders, perhaps the country will eventually get rid of corruption. Her family was surprised and thrilled by her results especially since her score on the KCPE (test at the end of 8th grade) was a B-.
As we were leaving they presented us with a bunch of bananas from the banana orchard. They are the small, about 4 inch bananas that are really sweet. We look forward to enjoying them at the end of the week. We also received the gift of some fabric. You know how I love fabric!
It was a wonderful visit and day. I think everyone felt blessed with the fellowship and friendship.
Stacey is one of my Form IV Leavers. That means she has finished school at St. Monica's. She was one of the top students in my homeroom class. Her parents were extremely active and involved in school activities, coming to visit Stacey any time they could giving not only Stacey advice and support, but also many girls in our class and others.
Stacey is a bright, responsible girl who will do well in whatever career she follows. She is hard-working, conscientious, motivated, and sensible. With young people like her as future leaders, perhaps the country will eventually get rid of corruption. Her family was surprised and thrilled by her results especially since her score on the KCPE (test at the end of 8th grade) was a B-.
As we were leaving they presented us with a bunch of bananas from the banana orchard. They are the small, about 4 inch bananas that are really sweet. We look forward to enjoying them at the end of the week. We also received the gift of some fabric. You know how I love fabric!
Monday, March 2, 2015
Teresa's Visit to Kitale
Teresa Villaruz, our newest Maryknoll Lay Missioner visited Kitale last weekend. She arrived in January and is currently going to language school in Mombasa. She is going to live and work in Mombasa but we wanted her to visit those of us in Kitale and visit our sites of work.
She spent time at both Weaver Bird and St. Monica's. John took her to visit most of his classes. She also talked to his YCS students.
Kenyans love visitors, especially those from other countries. They loved meeting Teresa.
My class wanted to teach her how to dance the Kenyan way.
They are always curious about our hair and want to touch it!
Friday, February 13, 2015
Academic Success for Gladys
A couple of weeks ago we traveled about 2 1/2 hours to visit Gladys, our nursing student. 
She had been in nursing school for over a year before we realized that she didn't have any visitors. As a total orphan, she has no parents and her siblings can't afford the cost of transport to see her. One of our New Years' resolutions was to visit her a couple of times this year.
This is a friend Gladys has made who has an aunt we know in Kitale.
I just got off the phone with Gladys. The results are out from her last six months of study. She is the top student in her class. We are so proud of her!
We thought you might like to see some of the typical Kenyan sights as you are driving along.
The man has gotten water and is taking it home to his family.
A market area with many things for sale. One day of the week is the busiest market day when venders from all around come to sell their things. Other days of the week are quieter. This is not a busy market day. The women have bananas in the baskets on their heads.
Piki piki (motorcycle) drivers with loads for delivery.
Women and girls carry things on their heads to keep their hands free for other things. Girls at school often carry basins of water on their heads to the dorm. A common sight is a young woman with a load on her head, a baby tied to her back and bags in her arms.
Matatus stopping at a stage to drop up and pick up passengers. Piki piki drivers waiting to pick up passengers.
Vegetables for sale along the side of the road in small buckets: tomatoes, onions, potatoes. The larger stand has fruits and vegetables such as pineapple, cabbage, avocados, butternut squash and mangoes,
She had been in nursing school for over a year before we realized that she didn't have any visitors. As a total orphan, she has no parents and her siblings can't afford the cost of transport to see her. One of our New Years' resolutions was to visit her a couple of times this year.
This is a friend Gladys has made who has an aunt we know in Kitale.
I just got off the phone with Gladys. The results are out from her last six months of study. She is the top student in her class. We are so proud of her!
We thought you might like to see some of the typical Kenyan sights as you are driving along.
The man has gotten water and is taking it home to his family.
A market area with many things for sale. One day of the week is the busiest market day when venders from all around come to sell their things. Other days of the week are quieter. This is not a busy market day. The women have bananas in the baskets on their heads.
Piki piki (motorcycle) drivers with loads for delivery.
Women and girls carry things on their heads to keep their hands free for other things. Girls at school often carry basins of water on their heads to the dorm. A common sight is a young woman with a load on her head, a baby tied to her back and bags in her arms. 
Matatus stopping at a stage to drop up and pick up passengers. Piki piki drivers waiting to pick up passengers.
Vegetables for sale along the side of the road in small buckets: tomatoes, onions, potatoes. The larger stand has fruits and vegetables such as pineapple, cabbage, avocados, butternut squash and mangoes,
Sunday, January 25, 2015
Water Shortage
This is the first time we have run out of water in our house since we've lived in this house, for four years. This is the reason why.
Most houses in Kenya have a water tank to store water. On our compound, every house has its own water tank. Ours holds about 200 - 250 gallons. Even if water isn't running in the pipes from the city, there is usually enough in storage in the tank to hold you over.
For some reason this dry season the water isn't running. Although we were gone most of the month of November and all of December, we ran out of water. Obviously, the city is having trouble delivering water through the pipelines. Part of the problem is that when the water does flow the water pressure is so low that it can't run up to fill the tanks.
Fortunately we do have an outside tap that isn't linked to water tanks. So, six houses were using this tap to fill buckets when the water was flowing. We all found as many buckets and basins as we could and filled them so we'd have water to use.
Now we have a supply of water for washing dishing, drinking, and occasionally washing hands. In the meantime hand sanitizer works just fine.
We've learned that our kitchen tap isn't connected to the rest of the water pipes in the house. When the water was running at times we have running water in the bathrooms but not the kitchen. Figure that one out!
I'm happy to report that this weekend we have had a little more pressure and a little more water available to use. John has filled up the buckets so Alice can do our laundry and clean the house tomorrow. O'Cheing hasn't been daily washing out car. Instead,he is using a rag to brush the dust off of the windshield and doors. I noticed at school that it has a nice red roof from the dust.
For some reason this dry season the water isn't running. Although we were gone most of the month of November and all of December, we ran out of water. Obviously, the city is having trouble delivering water through the pipelines. Part of the problem is that when the water does flow the water pressure is so low that it can't run up to fill the tanks.
Fortunately we do have an outside tap that isn't linked to water tanks. So, six houses were using this tap to fill buckets when the water was flowing. We all found as many buckets and basins as we could and filled them so we'd have water to use.
Now we have a supply of water for washing dishing, drinking, and occasionally washing hands. In the meantime hand sanitizer works just fine.
We've learned that our kitchen tap isn't connected to the rest of the water pipes in the house. When the water was running at times we have running water in the bathrooms but not the kitchen. Figure that one out!
I'm happy to report that this weekend we have had a little more pressure and a little more water available to use. John has filled up the buckets so Alice can do our laundry and clean the house tomorrow. O'Cheing hasn't been daily washing out car. Instead,he is using a rag to brush the dust off of the windshield and doors. I noticed at school that it has a nice red roof from the dust.
Friday, January 16, 2015
Update on the Monkeys
The same week the monkeys got into our house, we found out they also got into Joe and Nancy’s managing to get a mango. Then they also got into Mahendra's (our landlord) There they got eggs and fruit. 
Not good. We’re an easy source of food.
Neither of us had seen the monkeys early in the week so we were hoping that they had moved on to better places. We weren’t so lucky. Thursday afternoon I chased a monkey out of the house. The good news is that he didn’t get anything. But he didn’t seem to be frightened of us. I took this picture of him sitting on the kitchen window ledge staring right at me. Our noses were less than 2 feet apart. The outside faucet is on the pipes that come into my sink. They have learned to climb up those pipes and scramble right in the window.
John decided to declare war on them. His sister Nancy had given him a slingshot for Christmas a couple of years ago. He got it out and got some ammunition (rocks) out of the driveways. He got off a couple of good shots at them, but also got his hand a couple of times.
Saturday morning I heard noise in the kitchen. Twice during the day John ran outside to drive them away. Every time we hear noise in the kitchen, we dash in thinking it might be monkeys. Who is going to win this war?
Not good. We’re an easy source of food.Neither of us had seen the monkeys early in the week so we were hoping that they had moved on to better places. We weren’t so lucky. Thursday afternoon I chased a monkey out of the house. The good news is that he didn’t get anything. But he didn’t seem to be frightened of us. I took this picture of him sitting on the kitchen window ledge staring right at me. Our noses were less than 2 feet apart. The outside faucet is on the pipes that come into my sink. They have learned to climb up those pipes and scramble right in the window.
John decided to declare war on them. His sister Nancy had given him a slingshot for Christmas a couple of years ago. He got it out and got some ammunition (rocks) out of the driveways. He got off a couple of good shots at them, but also got his hand a couple of times.
Saturday morning I heard noise in the kitchen. Twice during the day John ran outside to drive them away. Every time we hear noise in the kitchen, we dash in thinking it might be monkeys. Who is going to win this war?
Fathers' General Assembly
I represented the Maryknoll Lay Missioners at the yearly General Assembly of the Maryknoll Fathers and Brothers. I had a good time learning more about the Society and spending time visiting with the priests and brothers. The countries represented were Namibia, Tanzania, South Sudan, Sudan and Kenya. You could tell the priests were also enjoyed reconnecting with one another. Sister Teresa was also there representing the Maryknoll Sisters.
John enjoyed telling everyone that I had left him this week for 25 other men!
I had to give a 10 minute presentation on our organization on Monday. After that I was free to simply listen and take notes about things that might affect our organization. My impression is that we are facing many of the same problems as the Society: small numbers, distance,name recognition, priorities of those working abroad and those in the home office, confusion over finances and financial procedures, length of meetings, and representing the Catholic church in developing nations.
The highlight of the three days was the celebration of the Jubilarians. Two priests celebrated 60 years as Maryknoll priets, one 40 years and two 25 years. Afterwards we had a nice feast with entertainment. I wish I had some pictures of us dancing!
Sunday, January 11, 2015
Strike Entering Week Two
As I reported last week, women teachers came to school last Tuesday to inspect girls' bags as they entered school. All went well although a teachers strike had been called. They were talking about returning on Wednesday to see what was happening. There were several teachers around Wednesday morning, but since then teachers employed by the Teachers' Service Commission (government employees) haven't been seen.
Our Board of Governors (similar to a local school board) hires and pays the salaries of teachers that haven't yet been accepted by TCS in order to keep our class size at 50 students. They are all young people that have graduated from university and are licensed to teach. However, it takes about 3 years before they are accepted into the government system to become members of TSC, basically because of bureaucracy and corruption.
Those BOG teachers and myself have been teaching since Thursday. I have heard the voices of several of the TSC teachers so they have been on the compound, but they have not been in their offices or in class. Saturday I asked one of the BOG teachers if he thought the TSC teachers were honoring the strike because they thought it was the right thing to do or because they had been intimidated. He replied that he seen a text message sent by one of the teachers' unions that threatened bodily harm if teachers broke the strike. (Most of the TSC teachers did teach during last year's strike until we were chased away by union officials.)
Who knows how long this situation will continue. The Industrial Court ruled on Friday that the strike was legal. Friday the Secretaries of Labour, Education and Treasury met with the two teachers' unions. They have reached agreement on 38 out of 39 issues. The one issue still unresolved is basic salary. The unions are asking for harmonization (equality) of salaries of all public servants. Unfortunately, many people in government jobs (many of whom are uneducated) receive far higher salaries than teachers, some up to 100 or even 200 times more.
There was an ugly article in toady's paper coming from the Secretary of Education. He was quoted as saying the reason union officials wanted hired basic salaries for teachers is because that would increase the amount of money coming into the unions and therefore affect their salaries.
The unions and TCS are summoned to appear in court on Wednesday to resolve matters. However, it's a common occurrence for a party not to appear in court when summoned claiming unforeseen circumstances.
John's school, Weaver Bird, hires their own teachers so they don't have any TSC employees. Therefore, they are teaching classes. The unions have threatened to close down the better private schools also. I don't think they will have the ability to do that.
Meanwhile, the 366 girls that have reported to St. Monica's continue to work in their classes independently using notes from last year's students and materials they have.
Let's pray the strike will come to an end soon.
Our Board of Governors (similar to a local school board) hires and pays the salaries of teachers that haven't yet been accepted by TCS in order to keep our class size at 50 students. They are all young people that have graduated from university and are licensed to teach. However, it takes about 3 years before they are accepted into the government system to become members of TSC, basically because of bureaucracy and corruption.
Those BOG teachers and myself have been teaching since Thursday. I have heard the voices of several of the TSC teachers so they have been on the compound, but they have not been in their offices or in class. Saturday I asked one of the BOG teachers if he thought the TSC teachers were honoring the strike because they thought it was the right thing to do or because they had been intimidated. He replied that he seen a text message sent by one of the teachers' unions that threatened bodily harm if teachers broke the strike. (Most of the TSC teachers did teach during last year's strike until we were chased away by union officials.)
Who knows how long this situation will continue. The Industrial Court ruled on Friday that the strike was legal. Friday the Secretaries of Labour, Education and Treasury met with the two teachers' unions. They have reached agreement on 38 out of 39 issues. The one issue still unresolved is basic salary. The unions are asking for harmonization (equality) of salaries of all public servants. Unfortunately, many people in government jobs (many of whom are uneducated) receive far higher salaries than teachers, some up to 100 or even 200 times more.
There was an ugly article in toady's paper coming from the Secretary of Education. He was quoted as saying the reason union officials wanted hired basic salaries for teachers is because that would increase the amount of money coming into the unions and therefore affect their salaries.
The unions and TCS are summoned to appear in court on Wednesday to resolve matters. However, it's a common occurrence for a party not to appear in court when summoned claiming unforeseen circumstances.
John's school, Weaver Bird, hires their own teachers so they don't have any TSC employees. Therefore, they are teaching classes. The unions have threatened to close down the better private schools also. I don't think they will have the ability to do that.
Meanwhile, the 366 girls that have reported to St. Monica's continue to work in their classes independently using notes from last year's students and materials they have.
Let's pray the strike will come to an end soon.
Thursday, January 8, 2015
Seatbelt First
I had a first today. I often give fellow teachers a ride if I see them going to or coming from school. This afternoon I picked up two of them in the school driveway. The back door of my car was stuck so I had to unfasten my seat belt to get it open. As they were getting into the car, I was refastening my seat belt. To my amazement, they both fastened theirs! I've never seen a Kenyan put on a seat belt.
Tuesday, January 6, 2015
Students Return to School
The headlines in today's Daily Nation: Schools paralysed as teachers demand fresh salary talks with Labour minister and >Teachers keep off class as strike starts
Today is the day students across the country are supposed to return to school. However, the teachers are on strike. It is a confusing situation. Parents are unsure whether or not to send their children to school.
I got a text yesterday afternoon telling me to report to school this afternoon to inspect belongings as the girls report to school. I wasn't for sure whether I should go or not.
The teachers' unions use force to ensure all teachers are striking. Last year during a strike, St. Monica's teachers were teaching although we weren't supposed to be. One day I was in the classroom when a man appeared at my classroom door. I naively thought he must be a parent. After I finished what I was saying I went over to see what he wanted. He politely informed me that teachers were on strike and no one was to be teaching. He was a union official. I got by with it because I'm white. The rest of the teachers saw the union officials and ran away from the school so they wouldn't get beaten.
I called a fellow teacher this morning and she said she was going. So I went. I didn't know what to expect. Everything was fine. By the time I left school, 200 out of 600 girls had reported. I'm sure the small number was due to parents not knowing if it was safe to send their children and if they would even be allowed to stay at school.
Several girls called ahead and got permission to come in their home clothes. (Students must be in full school uniform. No home clothes are allowed.) There was fighting among people due to the strike in their home area and they were afraid to dress in the school uniforms for fear they would be harassed and not allowed to take public transport.
After talking to several teachers today, it looks like most of us are going to report to school around 10:00 tomorrow morning. The Teachers Service Commission (TSC) hires all government teachers. They have ordered that a roll call of teachers be taken every day so they know who is on duty. However, the unions are threatening violence for anyone caught teaching.
Today the largest teachers' union is meeting with the Secretary of Labour. Technically, they don't have any right to be talking to them. The people they are negotiating with is the TSC who determines their contracts. The next meeting between the unions and the TSC isn't until Friday. Meanwhile, the Kenya National Association of Parents has received a court order blocking the strike.
Meanwhile, those students who are at school will continue to stay for now. Tomorrow girls will be doing thorough cleaning of the dorms and classrooms so no teaching would be going on anyway.
We pray the strike will end soon.
Today is the day students across the country are supposed to return to school. However, the teachers are on strike. It is a confusing situation. Parents are unsure whether or not to send their children to school.
I got a text yesterday afternoon telling me to report to school this afternoon to inspect belongings as the girls report to school. I wasn't for sure whether I should go or not.
The teachers' unions use force to ensure all teachers are striking. Last year during a strike, St. Monica's teachers were teaching although we weren't supposed to be. One day I was in the classroom when a man appeared at my classroom door. I naively thought he must be a parent. After I finished what I was saying I went over to see what he wanted. He politely informed me that teachers were on strike and no one was to be teaching. He was a union official. I got by with it because I'm white. The rest of the teachers saw the union officials and ran away from the school so they wouldn't get beaten.
I called a fellow teacher this morning and she said she was going. So I went. I didn't know what to expect. Everything was fine. By the time I left school, 200 out of 600 girls had reported. I'm sure the small number was due to parents not knowing if it was safe to send their children and if they would even be allowed to stay at school.
Several girls called ahead and got permission to come in their home clothes. (Students must be in full school uniform. No home clothes are allowed.) There was fighting among people due to the strike in their home area and they were afraid to dress in the school uniforms for fear they would be harassed and not allowed to take public transport.
After talking to several teachers today, it looks like most of us are going to report to school around 10:00 tomorrow morning. The Teachers Service Commission (TSC) hires all government teachers. They have ordered that a roll call of teachers be taken every day so they know who is on duty. However, the unions are threatening violence for anyone caught teaching.
Today the largest teachers' union is meeting with the Secretary of Labour. Technically, they don't have any right to be talking to them. The people they are negotiating with is the TSC who determines their contracts. The next meeting between the unions and the TSC isn't until Friday. Meanwhile, the Kenya National Association of Parents has received a court order blocking the strike.
Meanwhile, those students who are at school will continue to stay for now. Tomorrow girls will be doing thorough cleaning of the dorms and classrooms so no teaching would be going on anyway.
We pray the strike will end soon.
Saturday, January 3, 2015
Prayer Day for Form Four Students
Before the Kenya Comprehensive of Secondary Student exam is taken, a Prayer Day is held. Parents and well wishes are invited to attend. A mass is said for student success and the rest of the day is spend with students visiting with their families. We held mass in our unfinished dining hall. It was packed. I'm guessing there were 800+ people attending for our 154 candidates.
Students are dancing into the dining hall for mass.
Charity is our class prefect. She is in charge of student discipline, record keeping and any other tasks the teachers would like her to complete. Each prefect spoke for a few minutes encouraging fellow students to do well on the exam.
I was asked to speak on behalf of the Form Four class teachers.
Parents bring new items for the students to use when taking the exam: pens, rulers, clipboards, geometric sets, etc. The priest blesses them at the end of mass.
Afterwards, parents and students share the food they have brought enjoying the company of one another.
Afterwards, parents and students share the food they have brought enjoying the company of one another.
How Did you Spend your New Year's Eve?
On New Year's Day we needed to go to a nearby mall in Nairobi to book our bus tickets for the return trip to Kitale. We were chatting with the taxi driver and asked if he saw in the new year. His answer wasn't a typical American response.
"Yes, I saw the new year in at church. We were giving thanks for all the blessings we received in 2014."
I wonder what percentage of Kenyan bring in the new year in the same way? Several students has commented that they spent New Year's Eve at church. I had thought that perhaps it was a special celebration for the youth. Perhaps it is more widespread than I had thought.
"Yes, I saw the new year in at church. We were giving thanks for all the blessings we received in 2014."
I wonder what percentage of Kenyan bring in the new year in the same way? Several students has commented that they spent New Year's Eve at church. I had thought that perhaps it was a special celebration for the youth. Perhaps it is more widespread than I had thought.
Sunday, July 20, 2014
Typical Student Questions
Friday afternoon I taught a coworker’s class as he was sick. Perhaps taught is the wrong word to use. I always like to answer questions before I begin the day’s lesson. As this was the first time I had been in this particular class, I asked if they had any questions, not just English questions.
Here are some of their typical questions:
How many children do you have? This is a question that is not discussed in normal Kenyan society. I think perhaps it is due to superstition. You don’t want the evil spirits to know about your blessings. If they know, they might cause harm. If you know someone well, they know about your family, but it is not common when introducing yourself to give private information like this.
The next question is always, “How many grandchildren do you have?” An important part of African culture is the continuity of family lineage. Having children is a mark of adulthood and extremely important as a measure of your worth. Childless women are a disgrace. It is a man’s duty to abandon a barren woman in order to beget children. They can’t begin to imagine that our daughters’ lack of children doesn’t bother us. It doesn’t matter that they have successful careers that are extremely satisfying.
“What is your traditional food?” The main staple of their diet are corn and beans. They don’t have the variety in diet that we do. Every day they eat ugali with sukumawiki (chard) or githeri (cooked corn and beans). It is a special treat to have rice which isn’t considered heavy or starchy enough to be filling. Other special treats are chapati (similar to tortillas), meat of any type, chips (French fries). The school diet is: hot black tea and 2 slices of bread for midmorning tea, lunch depending on the day ugali or githeri, and supper is ugali. They don’t have variety. They do get one small piece of beef (beef cube) in their stew on Saturday evenings. When the girls go out for school trips, they love to get soda and white bread for their meals, sometimes samosas. They don’t think we eat nearly enough.
Circumcision is an important rite of passage. It marks acceptance into adulthood. The entire community celebrates the circumcision of those old enough. They can’t understand that we don’t have a similar practice to mark the transition of a child into adulthood. Thank heavens, female circumcision is a dying tradition in most places in Kenya. People don’t talk openly about it.
They also can’t believe we don't pay dowry to marry. Here a man’s family pays a dowry to the wife’s family. It is a symbol of her worth. It is a sign of respect to her parents for raising her. The dowry might include animals such as cows and goats, luggage, fabric, food staples and an amount of cash. It is usually a large amount that takes several years to pay off. Simon, one of our teachers, is probably in his early 40s. They have two children that I know of but probably more. He has paid off the dowry for his wife and is going to have his marriage blessed in the Catholic church in two weeks. It is a big celebration that the entire school staff is looking forward to.
A later question is “Do people in your country practice witchcraft?” It is quietly practiced here. They do believe that people can curse you. It’s not as bad in Kenya as in Tanzania where it is rampart. Anything bad that happens is usually attributed to a curse someone has placed on you, especially the death of a young person.
Things they can’t believe:
We don’t send our students to boarding school.
We don’t teach Christian Religious Education in our schools.
The majority of people know how to drive.
We don’t have a national identification card.
We can survive in the winter. (Keep in mind they don’t have heat in their homes.)
It's interesting that they shake their head at our culture, while we shake our head at theirs. I always pray that I am learning the best from their culture as they learn something good from our culture.
Here are some of their typical questions:
How many children do you have? This is a question that is not discussed in normal Kenyan society. I think perhaps it is due to superstition. You don’t want the evil spirits to know about your blessings. If they know, they might cause harm. If you know someone well, they know about your family, but it is not common when introducing yourself to give private information like this.
The next question is always, “How many grandchildren do you have?” An important part of African culture is the continuity of family lineage. Having children is a mark of adulthood and extremely important as a measure of your worth. Childless women are a disgrace. It is a man’s duty to abandon a barren woman in order to beget children. They can’t begin to imagine that our daughters’ lack of children doesn’t bother us. It doesn’t matter that they have successful careers that are extremely satisfying.
“What is your traditional food?” The main staple of their diet are corn and beans. They don’t have the variety in diet that we do. Every day they eat ugali with sukumawiki (chard) or githeri (cooked corn and beans). It is a special treat to have rice which isn’t considered heavy or starchy enough to be filling. Other special treats are chapati (similar to tortillas), meat of any type, chips (French fries). The school diet is: hot black tea and 2 slices of bread for midmorning tea, lunch depending on the day ugali or githeri, and supper is ugali. They don’t have variety. They do get one small piece of beef (beef cube) in their stew on Saturday evenings. When the girls go out for school trips, they love to get soda and white bread for their meals, sometimes samosas. They don’t think we eat nearly enough.
Circumcision is an important rite of passage. It marks acceptance into adulthood. The entire community celebrates the circumcision of those old enough. They can’t understand that we don’t have a similar practice to mark the transition of a child into adulthood. Thank heavens, female circumcision is a dying tradition in most places in Kenya. People don’t talk openly about it.
They also can’t believe we don't pay dowry to marry. Here a man’s family pays a dowry to the wife’s family. It is a symbol of her worth. It is a sign of respect to her parents for raising her. The dowry might include animals such as cows and goats, luggage, fabric, food staples and an amount of cash. It is usually a large amount that takes several years to pay off. Simon, one of our teachers, is probably in his early 40s. They have two children that I know of but probably more. He has paid off the dowry for his wife and is going to have his marriage blessed in the Catholic church in two weeks. It is a big celebration that the entire school staff is looking forward to.
A later question is “Do people in your country practice witchcraft?” It is quietly practiced here. They do believe that people can curse you. It’s not as bad in Kenya as in Tanzania where it is rampart. Anything bad that happens is usually attributed to a curse someone has placed on you, especially the death of a young person.
Things they can’t believe:
We don’t send our students to boarding school.
We don’t teach Christian Religious Education in our schools.
The majority of people know how to drive.
We don’t have a national identification card.
We can survive in the winter. (Keep in mind they don’t have heat in their homes.)
It's interesting that they shake their head at our culture, while we shake our head at theirs. I always pray that I am learning the best from their culture as they learn something good from our culture.
Sunday, January 26, 2014
Kenyan English
As a teacher of English, not English teacher, I find the usage of words so interesting in Kenya. Here are some more examples of Kenyan English.
One of the young teachers on staff had hurt his arm over the weekend. As I was shaking his hand in the morning greeting, he said, “My arm is shouting.”
A student was describing an argument between her sister and her, “She was flinging harsh words at me.”
“You’re phone was crying,” was how I was greeting upon my return to the staff room after class. Translation, your phone was ringing.
I give fellow teachers a ride when I am leaving school. They think our car is so nice. One of them commented, “I am feeling the car,” meaning it is such a nice, comfortable ride.
During the rainy season the roads can be very slippery as they are dirt and dusty. When that dust gets wet, it almost feels like you are driving in snow or ice. I was nervous thinking I might end up in the ditch when a rider commented, “Your car is dancing.”
When faced with many options they will say, “I’m spoilt for choice.”
There was some confusion as to whether the entire bill was paid. I was told, “You are a clean lady. You don’t owe anything.”
Both students and teachers like to sit in the sun during the morning break. They call it basking. I was surprised one morning when I was told that I was swimming in the sun as I was standing in the sunlight waiting for class to start.
When asked if students are ready for an exam they usually answer, "Somehowly." There is no such word in the Oxford dictionary. I won't allow them to use it in my presence
One of the young teachers on staff had hurt his arm over the weekend. As I was shaking his hand in the morning greeting, he said, “My arm is shouting.”
A student was describing an argument between her sister and her, “She was flinging harsh words at me.”
“You’re phone was crying,” was how I was greeting upon my return to the staff room after class. Translation, your phone was ringing.
I give fellow teachers a ride when I am leaving school. They think our car is so nice. One of them commented, “I am feeling the car,” meaning it is such a nice, comfortable ride.
During the rainy season the roads can be very slippery as they are dirt and dusty. When that dust gets wet, it almost feels like you are driving in snow or ice. I was nervous thinking I might end up in the ditch when a rider commented, “Your car is dancing.”
When faced with many options they will say, “I’m spoilt for choice.”
There was some confusion as to whether the entire bill was paid. I was told, “You are a clean lady. You don’t owe anything.”
Both students and teachers like to sit in the sun during the morning break. They call it basking. I was surprised one morning when I was told that I was swimming in the sun as I was standing in the sunlight waiting for class to start.
When asked if students are ready for an exam they usually answer, "Somehowly." There is no such word in the Oxford dictionary. I won't allow them to use it in my presence
Form I Student Selection
Our principal and three teachers have spent the past two days in Eldoret for Form I student selection. When they returned to school today they were ecstatic. Jomo, the Academic HOD said, "We are the hot cake." I had to ask what that meant.
First a little background . . .
When Standard 8 students (8th graders) take the KCPE (Kenya Comprehensive Primary Exam) they indicate three secondary schools they would like to attend. Their scores determine whether they are able to attend one of their choices. The Department of Education looks at this information when assigning students to schools, but in the past their personal choices really had little weight. This year, however, they gave students to their first choice schools if they had a high enough score on the exam. I guess there were even some schools in our area that didn't have any students request them! How embarrassing would that be!
We were given 184 students who scored high enough to qualify for our school and listed us as their first choice. The best news is that their scores are higher than we've ever received before. In the past our KCPE scores were in the 320s to 370s. This year the lowest score to be admitted to St. Monica's is 357. We even have several that scored above 400 out of 500 marks.
In the past there have always been several no shows basically because they don't like the school they were assigned to and want to find a better one. Last year we had over 50 no shows probably because parents didn't want their young daughters to be so far away from home during the election. Since all 184 students requested St. Monica's that means they'll show on the first day unless there is a problem with fees. That means we can start classes with them immediately and have high expectations of them from the very beginning.
"We are the hot cake" means we have arrived; we are the hot item, the hot seller, the popular choice. People are seeking us out and want their daughters to come to our school. It's a reflection of our 2012 KCSE scores. We really can say we are one of the top schools in our area.
You can sense an excitement, a sense of pride in both the girls and staff. Last year’s Form IV was a difficult class with many discipline problems. This year’s Form IVs, are motivated and well behaved students. They are true leaders. We expect even higher scores from this group than in 2012.
Meanwhile, we are waiting for the Form Is to arrive on February 6th.
First a little background . . .
When Standard 8 students (8th graders) take the KCPE (Kenya Comprehensive Primary Exam) they indicate three secondary schools they would like to attend. Their scores determine whether they are able to attend one of their choices. The Department of Education looks at this information when assigning students to schools, but in the past their personal choices really had little weight. This year, however, they gave students to their first choice schools if they had a high enough score on the exam. I guess there were even some schools in our area that didn't have any students request them! How embarrassing would that be!
We were given 184 students who scored high enough to qualify for our school and listed us as their first choice. The best news is that their scores are higher than we've ever received before. In the past our KCPE scores were in the 320s to 370s. This year the lowest score to be admitted to St. Monica's is 357. We even have several that scored above 400 out of 500 marks.
In the past there have always been several no shows basically because they don't like the school they were assigned to and want to find a better one. Last year we had over 50 no shows probably because parents didn't want their young daughters to be so far away from home during the election. Since all 184 students requested St. Monica's that means they'll show on the first day unless there is a problem with fees. That means we can start classes with them immediately and have high expectations of them from the very beginning.
"We are the hot cake" means we have arrived; we are the hot item, the hot seller, the popular choice. People are seeking us out and want their daughters to come to our school. It's a reflection of our 2012 KCSE scores. We really can say we are one of the top schools in our area.
You can sense an excitement, a sense of pride in both the girls and staff. Last year’s Form IV was a difficult class with many discipline problems. This year’s Form IVs, are motivated and well behaved students. They are true leaders. We expect even higher scores from this group than in 2012.
Meanwhile, we are waiting for the Form Is to arrive on February 6th.
Tuesday, January 21, 2014
Christmas in Nigeria
We were able to spend two and a half weeks with Katrina in Nigeria for Christmas. She kept us busy with all kinds of activities: a wedding, ultimate football, cricket, a baby naming ceremony, the psychology department Christmas party, greeting her colleagues, lunch out, shopping, visits to a tailor, Christmas concert, and Christmas services. However, the best part was being able to spend quality time with our daughter.
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Tuesday, January 7, 2014
The Gift of Bread
I just unintentionally gave the monkeys a nice gift. I've been sitting out in the banda reading since I've been home from school. It's only about 12 feet from the back door of the house. I'd seen and heard monkeys in the trees by the fence and had seen that they had even gotten as far as our water tank.
I don't know what made me look over at the house, but I saw a tail of a monkey in the kitchen window! I looked down on the ground and saw that they had gotten the loaf of bread I had left out on the counter from making my lunch. The electricity is currently off and I didn't want to open the fridge door to put it back in yet.
I ran in and found one monkey sitting on the counter. Needless to say, I shooed him out as quickly as possible. I can't believe they were so quiet. I was sitting on the kitchen counter to take these pictures. The monkeys were less than 10 feet away.
Perched on the clothesline
This flower pot is about 4 feet away from the door
Looking up for bread crumbs falling from the back porch roof
There is the last of our bread
On the back porch
In the banda
Sitting at the edge of the kitchen garden about 5 feet away.
At one point one even climbed up to look in the window where I was sitting. We both were surprised!
The song "Ten Little Monkeys jumping on the bed" has a new more personal meaning!
I don't know what made me look over at the house, but I saw a tail of a monkey in the kitchen window! I looked down on the ground and saw that they had gotten the loaf of bread I had left out on the counter from making my lunch. The electricity is currently off and I didn't want to open the fridge door to put it back in yet.
I ran in and found one monkey sitting on the counter. Needless to say, I shooed him out as quickly as possible. I can't believe they were so quiet. I was sitting on the kitchen counter to take these pictures. The monkeys were less than 10 feet away.
At one point one even climbed up to look in the window where I was sitting. We both were surprised!
The song "Ten Little Monkeys jumping on the bed" has a new more personal meaning!
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