My Place
Finally some pictures of my place! It’s a lot like the
apartment I had back during my Senior year of college. Rent is 2500 pesos a
month, and it falls under the rent allowance by Peace Corps Philippines. I just
recently cleaned it up, and rearranged things. I have a lot more room now.
Piercing the Veil
Community work is all about building relationships. Doing my
job eight to five doesn’t cut it. I’ve been trying to open up more and more
with people, and it’s paying off. I feel I’m finally getting truthful and in
depth answers about my town, and I’m starting to understand the challenges they
are facing and why. As much as I wanted the answers to be clear and cut, the
people here are not ignorant. They live in a situation where there are no easy
solutions for progress.
I had an idea for the out of school youth. If the
municipality would pay for poor youth to go to school (reimbursement for not
contributing to the farm or shop), then the kids could get a high paying job
after high school and the money would come back in taxes. However, the answer I
got from everyone was that kids don’t make more if they graduate high school.
College maybe (though jobs are competitive for college graduates too). No doubt
going to school still has so many benefits, but when trying to convince people
to send their kid to school which won’t give them more money, when they could
learn their trade now isn’t easy, especially considering the lack of quality in
education here.
I’ve also learned a lot more about corruption in the
Philippines. I’m not going to go into too much detail on this one as you can
read up on it pretty easily on the side, and it’s something I can’t really
address in my work as a Peace Corps Volunteer. Politics is a no-no for
volunteers. One example I’ll cover briefly is the illegal mining. In the
mountainous, rural areas, there’s a lot of illegal mining going on, it’s the
best source of income for people there, but the environmental damage is quite
tangible as flooding over the past years during the typhoons have sharply
gotten worst due to deforestation. However, without a strong enough infrastructure
to enforce the law, and without a strong desire to enforce it either, it
continues.
Also related to learning about my community more, I asked
our new interns to make some SMART goals (specific, measureable, acceptable,
realistic, and time bound) for our child friendly municipality program. As
youth form Dupax I thought they were most able to come up with ideas. I finally
got them to create goals that met the criteria, but I still didn’t like them.
The issue was that there wasn’t a lot of passion behind the goals. So, I’ve
asked them not to focus on the goals, but to think about what changes they want
for youth in their community, what do they feel strong about. We’ll see if that
yields better results.
The Hardest Part
of Service
You’d think that typhoons, inter-cultural communication, or
living in a hut in the middle of nowhere would be the biggest problem a
volunteer faces. At least in my case, the typhoons are manageable,
communication is steadily improving, and as you saw from the pictures above, I
do not live in a hut in the middle of nowhere. The hardest challenges I’ve had
to overcome have been just regular life problems that can happen at home.
Struggles of friends, news from back home, personal feelings, all make the new
problems I’ve faced in an unfamiliar place pale in comparison. Life is still
life in the Peace Corps. Things don’t go on hold just because I’m somewhere
else.
Where the change of scenery comes into play is when life
hits hard, the safety net to fall back on isn’t as strong back home. It’s why
it’s that much more important to keep doing whatever’s good, whether it’s
working out, reading, learning new things, getting projects underway, and
talking with friends made in service.
I’ll admit that I’ve had better days than as I write this,
but I do have enough going for me to turn it around. Still wouldn’t trade in my
service for anything.
What’s Happening
and What’s Coming Up
A few knew hobbies I’m picking up. Started dance lessons.
One of the interns (the bakla of course [look up what bakla means]) knows how
to dance, and I’ve been learning from him. So far just the cha cha, and a
little swing. Mostly it’s so I can participate during the intermissions at our
functions, but also dancing’s one of those things that is pretty cool to watch
when someone’s good at it, so why not be good at it myself? Also want to pick
up Capoeira and T’ai Chi. Got a T’ai Chi book from our resource center in
Manila, and I’ll scrounge through youtube to see if I can’t find some videos
for the Brazilian dance fighting. I got seven other books mostly about
development work and entrepreneurship ship to get through as well as a draft of
a story my sister’s working on. Start with the latter, and start binging on
reading to get through them all.
For my birthday July 30th I’m asking my mom and dad for an I-Tunes
gift card. Since sending packages from there to here have gotten more
challenging, I think the gift card will suffice. I’m all ears for any
recommendations on what I should get.
Also, I’ve been selected to be a resource volunteer for the
incoming batch. The new volunteers show up the first week of July. I’ll be
facilitating the Child Youth and Family sector of volunteers during their
Supervisor’s Training in late August. It’s when they’ll find out their permanent
site and meet their new boss. My own supervisor Nereo will be helping me with
the sessions.
Besides that I’ll just keep plugging away at getting things
done at site. On Monday I’ll try to start three days of morning stretches for
anyone who’s interested. An easy way to improve health in the municipal hall,
or if no one comes, just an excuse for me to get to work early and get off on a
good foot myself.
Oh, and yesterday was my one year anniversary of coming to
the Philippines. I’ll have another post in a week or so about my thoughts on
that. I’ll try to get some pictures of the community too.
Cheers.
PICTURES!
Here's a look at the main room from the front door. I just rearranged things a bit to have more space.
Above is a closer view.Below is a look into the bedroom. I cut my mosquitoe net into piece to cover the windows. I need to find some duct tape to secure it on the walls though.
The kitchen. On the left are the plastic bags I use to put trash in, and behind that my rack where I keep spices and a few other things. The fridge at the end doubled my electric bill, but that's the sacrifice for not needing to go to market every day.
The outdoor deck. You can actually see the street from here. Whenever I take a shower in the bathroom (or as they call it here, Comfort Room), I have to crouch really low so anyone driving or walking by can't see it.
Here's the view outside from the front. If you see the mountains in the back, that's where the far flung barangays are.
Here's a look at the building. On the ground floor there's an internet cafe and small snack shop. My place is on the second floor, furtherst on the left.
And below is a look at the street heading to my workplace. It's about a minute and a half walk away. Now that the rain's coming again, the proximity is nice.
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