Saturday, July 26, 2008

An Average Day



As I was walking around my village today it occurred to me that a lot of people back home might not have any idea what Peace Corps is like. They know that I am here, that it’s beautiful and that I love my host family, but what of my day? What of my life in Pre-Service Training (PST)? To start with, Peace Corps is very obviously part of the U.S. government. For everything there is a rule, process and an acronym. During our first three months in country we intensively study the language and sit through technical sessions regarding our responsibilities as TEFL volunteers. We have a 9pm curfew and are not allowed to leave our village unaccompanied. We are not yet Peace Corps Volunteers(PCV); we are Peace Corps Trainees(PCT). At the end of PST we will attend a swearing in ceremony in Bishkek and our real service will begin.


Currently all 60 Krygyz PCTs are living in 4-6 person clusters in separate villages surrounding around a mid-sized town, Kaht, the Hub center. We have language sessions in our clusters everyday (Monday thru Saturday) from 8am-noon, followed by technical or cultural training sessions. Once a week the entire group meets for medical and safety sessions in Kaht (I’ve had 8 vaccinations since arrival and we have another ‘round’ of shots in August). The schedule and rules are frequently exasperating and I’m beginning to crave more independence.


Most evenings I help my sister cook dinner, which usually takes us a couple of hours, chat with her in English, eat at about 10pm, and then go to bed. I’m always planning to walk around town, but I never find the time to do it during daylight hours. Studying is also neglected as other chores and activities fill up the evenings. Yesterday I helped weed the strawberry patch and then we went to the family’s sunflower fields just outside of town. It's life in the country...city life is more complex and exciting, country life is more tranquil. There's more to it, of course, but that's my experience so far.

1 comment:

cousinmallory said...

First: I love you and I miss you so much. I feel like a part of me is gone. I know you laughed when you read that.... Dramatic, but true.
Thanks for posting the picture, it's gorgeous. Thank you for keeping me up to date on what you are doing; I have a better idea now about where you are and your daily routine. I'm surprised to hear that your sister speaks English! I really hope you get the independence you need soon.
Please keep writing, keep staying strong, and know I'm thinking about you. Love you.