Saturday gratitude: Extension and other wonderful things

I have been in a funk lately over the ever-continuing disappointment in my site and staff not following up on my requests for help. I have spent so much time reading in my hut recently that even one of my elder host brothers who never talks to me asked if I was hiding from the family.

So I am reusing my PCV blogger friend April’s idea (check out her awesome blog at Hello from Kosovo) for a weekly gratitude post as a way to get my mind back into a more positive mindset, especially when I do have exciting news.

In February I applied to extend my Peace Corps service in Swaziland with an NGO in town. I found out last week that my application was approved, so I will be working on behavior change communications at PSI in Mbabane. You can check out PSI Swaziland’s website here, and I will post more about what my extension will be like later. I should start work in August or September.

Also this week I finally had two successful English club lessons. We have been discussing poetry for nearly two months, and this week we started writing our own poems. A handful of my 40 students finished their poems on Thursday and they did a spectacular job. I cannot wait to write more about this project once we are finished!

If you remember me writing about one of my students last year who was struggling to pay his school fees, he missed about a month of this first term while he was in South Africa organizing money. He’s been back at school for three weeks, and he was just awarded the position of head boy! Each grade has a male and female prefect who are responsible for attendance, behavior, and cleanliness of the students in their grade. The head boy and head girl are responsible for all of the students and prefects. There’s no class president here, so these are the highest positions available to students.

Baking for the week

  • I took a chocolate cake to a meeting about the upcoming GLOW camp.
  • Today I made carrot cake and gingerbread cookies for two birthdays on my homestead.

Media consumption for the week

  • Among Flowers, a short travel narrative about a trip to Nepal to collect seeds by Jamaica Kincaid.
  • Felicity by Mary Oliver, which is one of this month’s book club books and is a short collection of poems. I really enjoyed this collection.
  • The Pillowman by Martin McDonagh is our other book club book. I read a quarter of this play and disliked it so much I can’t finish it.
  • I started Nine African Stories by Doris Lessing. This was recommended to me, and I found it in my school’s library. Its title is a misnomer. It should be called Nine Colonizer Stories (that take place in Southern Rhodesia). I thought these stories would be more like Cry, the Beloved Country (a book written by a white man about a Xhosa story that is well regarded), but they are patriarchal stories about the English settlers in what is now Zimbabwe. Race issues brought on by colonization are exploding right now in South Africa and Zimbabwe, and I don’t have a taste for these stories that make no apology. I will finish them anyway.
  • I also started Ron Chernow’s Alexander Hamilton. I bought the music from the musical Hamilton a few months ago. Like many Americans, I knew little about this founding father, and this musical made me want to learn more.
  • My younger bhuti and I watched How to Train Your Dragon 2. We started Mrs. Doubtfire and Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs, but he had seen those before. We tried 42-The Jackie Robinson Story, which he didn’t like, and finally settled on Puss in Boots.
  • I watched a few episodes of Outlander and The Handmaid’s Tale and a German movie called Liebe mich!.
  • I am listening to Sands and Bholoja, two of Swaziland’s more famous musicians, as I write this.
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Wednesday photo: Congratulations cake

My tutor just got a real job at a neighboring community’s clinic as an HIV counselor, so a cake was in order! 
 

It is an extra special occassion when I use both icing and sprinkles.


She very nicely shared a slice with me and her sister-in-law and then she saved the rest for herself.  

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If hyenas could talk

Hyenas are usually on the move, never lingering for long at one spot, unless you find a mother with her cubs. For this reason, my photos of hyenas usually show only their backside moving away.

On my latest trip to Kruger, we spied two hyenas leaving a watering hole on the trail of something. We later saw some zebra and giraffe in the area, but our vehicle brought a new smell to the area, the smell of two hamburgers brought along as snacks by some of my fellow safari goers. The hyenas spent a whole five minutes near us, with one intensely smelling us, as my photos show.

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Cruncher: Snickers, hurry up! I smell something tasty!

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Cruncher: I can’t tell if it is dead or alive, but it smells like buffalo.

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Snickers: Oh yeah, Cruncher, I’ve got the smell. It was right here. 

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Snickers: Cruncher! Something is watching us! Cruncher: That’s not food. There’s more scent here. 

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Cruncher: I smell live zebra. I’m gonna check it out. Snickers: I’ve still got the buffalo you smelled. I need to figure out what’s going on here with this big box on the path.

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Snickers: There’s something moving inside. And, oh, the smell!

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Snickers: Cruncher, I’m going up close. The smell is here. It’s inside the box.

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Snickers: Mmmmm.

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Snickers: Cruncher, I’ve got it. You want some?

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Cruncher: Give it up, Snickers. I said that’s not food. There’s some better looking zebra right here. Let’s kill one.

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Snickers: But Cruncher, there’s meat right there. I can still smell it. Cruncher: C’mon, Snickers. Let’s go get this zebra and have a feast. 

Special thanks to Taylor for the hyena names!

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Wednesday photo: Newborn calf

My family grew by one with the birth of a calf. He arrived on early Sunday morning, born into a muddy, post-rain kraal, which gave him his name: Ngumdagga. He is “of the mud.”

 

Baby Ngumdagga


Of course, I want to befriend this baby, but I am not friends with his mother Madiba or brother White Spot (I always forget the siSwati), so it’s a challenge. 

Today I watched Lentjisi, the son of the other mother cow Pineapple (these cows are part of the dowry my bhuti is paying for his second wife), play fight with the baby and it was hysterical, watching them both bounce around on wobbly knees. 

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Wednesday photo: Poetry

I had a mostly hate relationship with poetry until a few weeks ago. My English club kids asked for poetry lessons, which meant lots of research on my end. I spent hours and hours perusing middle school and high school poetry lessons and suggestions posted on the internet. I had not realized I was entering a black hole I would find happiness in.

As I spent more and more time looking for the perfect poems for Swazi students who I expected also had not had an always-positive experience with poetry, I found a new favorite poem. I have always loved Nikki Giovanni’s “Ego-Tripping,” and now it has some competition: Jimmy Santiago Baca’s “I Am Offering this Poem.”

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I tried to take a photo of my piles of handwritten poems that I am using for school, but it didn’t turn out well. Instead, here’s an excerpt from “I Am Offering this Poem.”

I have not found a way to work this poem into my poetry lessons yet, because we are talking about heritage, but I will keep it on the back burner until the time is right.

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A moment in my life: Three hot

So many entertaining things happen in my life in Swaziland. These are the moments I will want to remember because they make me laugh, and they show insight into my daily routine. These moments are often hard to photograph and usually last only a minute or two. I will start sharing them with you in this occasional series. 

It’s three hot today, for the ninth (at least!) day in a row.

Three hot is when it is hotter than too hot.

It’s when:

  • I have turned my fan up to the third speed, but that really just means the already hot air is just blown at me faster.
  • It is cooler outside than inside.
  • I take a cold bath in the middle of the day to cool off.
  • I wake up sweaty.
  • I lay on my cement floor in my underwear.
  • I eat yogurt for dinner so I do not have to turn on my stove.
  • Standing up from my spot on the floor to do anything else breaks a sweat.
  • I will need another bath after my walk to the stesh, yet I have to go to school via an overcrowded khumbi with the windows closed.
  • My chocolate is melting.

How how is three hot? I’ve decided anything above 90*F, because it’s hard for me to notice a difference in temperature when it is 90* or hotter.

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Wednesday photo: Wild dogs

After seeing a kill on our first drive in Kruger, I would have left my Kruger trip happy. But my guide and the rest of the safari-goers in my group knew that I really, really, really wanted to see wild dogs.

Be nice to your guide, and your guide will do what he can to find what you really, really, really want. This means be happy about other sightings, be engaged, ask questions, and don’t sleep in the vehicle, and then your guide might just ask every other guide he meets if anyone has found wild dogs.

No one had seen them. Our guide KB took a chance driving to the farthest reaches of potential game drives, a place we were both thinking of because it was a road we had not yet driven. It was hot and the middle of the afternoon. We watched a rhino leave a watering hole and head to the shade for a nap. We continued onward, nearing our turnaround time. I was watching intently on the left side of the car so that KB could solely focus on the right. We approached a car that signaled for us to stop, and there they were: three dogs resting in the shade of a shrub. After those three, we spied seven more, and then two more joined the pack to happy hellos from the group.

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We watched for nearly an hour as they ended their siesta to look for a nice zebra meal, but it looked like they would stay hungry as the zebra stallion quickly organized his females to protect the foal. Even 12 wild dogs cannot take on so many zebras; they would need to separate one away from the dazzle (a group of zebras) in order to make a successful kill.

A couple self-drivers passed while we were watching, and neither were entranced. It was a perfect example of how underrated and misunderstood the wild dogs are. They are not mutts that have returned to the wild, but canines that have always lived as a part of the bush life. A wild dog is similar to a hyena because of its pack mentality and social structure, yet one is much less likely to take on a lion than a hyena.

While I have seriously been looking for wild dogs for the last year, it was my fabulous Acacia guide Phelile whose passion about wild dogs convinced me to love them (and birds!). And then there’s KB, who shared bush lingo secrets and answered my endless questions during this trip’s quest. Thank you for increasing my passion for the bush! Ngiyabonga kakhulu and kea leboga!

For more on traveling to Kruger from Swaziland, check out my post Why I keep returning to Kruger.

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Why I keep returning to Kruger

Sunrise leopards. Hundreds of elephants walking into the sunset. Giraffes manicuring acacia trees. Vultures swarming a kill. Black-maned lions patrolling shoulder to shoulder down the road. A cheetah scanning the plains from her perch on a fallen tree.

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A herd of elephants following the leader.

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One of four males we saw on patrol together.

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This cheetah posed for us for nearly a half hour.

Kruger National Park in South Africa is all this and more.

I fell in love with elephants on my first safari at Mole National Park in Ghana in 2014 (read about them here). From Ghana I traveled to Kenya where, after reaffirming my newfound wildlife love with the orphaned baby elephants at David Sheldrick in Nairobi, I went on an eight-day safari through Lake Nakuru, Crater Lake, Hell’s Canyon, and the Maasai Mara parks. I learned what bad wildlife luck is like on this trip (only two sleeping lions, one distant rhino, no flamingos, and a handful of elephants and giraffes), but I also learned that wildlife watching is not all about counting what you have and have not seen, because the wilderness is often equally stunning.

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The beautiful hills of the Maasai Mara.

Since then, I searched America’s western wilderness for bears, bison, wolves, and mountain goats amongst beautiful settings like Yellowstone, Glacier, and Grand Teton National Parks while I lived in Utah. I never found those mountain goats up close, though.

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Grand Teton National Park.

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One of Yellowstone’s many geysers.

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Sunset at Grand Prismatic Spring at Yellowstone.

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Baby bison at Yellowstone.

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The hidden Triple Falls at Glacier.

Upon moving to Swaziland as a Peace Corps Volunteer, I have dedicated nearly all of my vacation days to beautiful vistas and wildlife. For as much as I have loved exploring new places across southern Africa, I have nearly run out of money and vacation days.

My favorite vista and wildlife combination is this view on Christmas Eve from the Okaukuejo watering hole at Etosha National Park in Namibia.

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A black rhino in silhouette at Okaukuejo camp’s watering hole at Etosha National Park in Namibia.

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Two giraffe in silhouette at Okaukuejo watering hole at Etosha National Park in Namibia.

So I booked another organized trip to Kruger, and I know I will not regret the decision. I will spend another four nights at Lower Sabie where I hope to hear the lions roar throughout the night and then excitedly depart camp at 5:30 a.m. hoping to see those same lions right outside the gate.

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The view from Nkumbe view site.

Even though I have done this trip once before and went to Kruger again while my parents visited, I am not concerned about being bored with the same scenery. Another rainy season is winding down. Kruger is vast and would take years to fully explore. The animals are ever changing, and I never get tired of seeing elephants. And if the wildlife gods could arrange some wild dogs for this trip, I would be so thankful.

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There were so many baby elephants in October. 

 

Things to know before you go

Kruger is a giant place and it would be hard to explore alone on your first visit, especially if your first visit is your first safari. Trying to look for animals and drive a car at the same time is tricky, even when you have some experience. An organized visit will also provide a guide, who will be adept at spotting animals from a distance and be able to share facts about the animals and the wilderness.

As a Peace Corps Volunteer in Swaziland, I recommend traveling with All Out Africa. The company runs monthly three- and five-day trips to Kruger, camping at Lower Sabie. PCVs receive a volunteer discount and transport is organized from the pickup at Lidwala to the return there. All meals and game drives are provided, as well. The drives start at dawn and continue until dusk, with breaks for meals in between. One of the best aspects of this trip is that the camping happens inside Kruger, rather than in one of the gate communities. This means more time for game drives!

The rack rate for the five-day trip in 2018 is R5870 and for PCVs is R5170. The price drops to R3858 if you have a Wild Card, the card for free entry into South African and Swazi national and provincial parks. If you are a SADC resident, a single Wild Card costs R565. Buying a Wild Card will save you money.

Please note that I receive no compensation for recommending this trip. I simply think it is awesome enough that you should take it, too! Plus, about 10 PCVs from my cohort have taken the trip, and some of them brought their parents and friends. Everyone has loved it!

Other note: South Africans refer to Kruger as the Kruger, which I find particularly entertaining as I come from the state that calls its largest university the Ohio State University.

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Tick bite fever: Another strange illness to add to my Peace Corps service

I have not been very sick during my service, but when it happens, it has not been a normal cold or stomach bug. 

I’ve had food poisoning a few times and a horrible bout of salmonella. I’ve had a chest cold that needed an inhaler. And then I had a rather symptom-less turn with tick bite fever. 

 

The scar from the first tick bite.


The first round was fever-less, with only one day of oozing puss. So, of course, I had to get an extremely virulent version a month later. 

 

Round two: The bite three days old and about two hours before symptoms began.


The second bite is on my right ankle. I’d been keeping an eye on it because I wasn’t sure what it was. By this past Friday morning, I was pretty sure it was a tick bite. Halfway through eating lunch I became clammy and nauseous. Luckily, I was at our training center helping out, and I was able to get a ride to the office and see the PCMO before the office closed. 

I spent my first night in the med hut on Friday and gingerly made my way home on Saturday afternoon. I’ve spent many hours since then sleeping, wishing I could sleep through the ever-blaring loud music my host brothers play, reading, and watching movies. 
I haven’t had the fever associated with the tick bite; instead, I’ve had a raging head ache only somewhat reduced by medication. My bite has grown in size, and fortunately reduced in pain. 

 

The bite on day six.

 
My little bhuti helped me with a translation so I could describe my illness in siSwati. Today, when talking about the likhatane that bit me with one of my older host brothers, babe chimed in saying he was concerned and that he would spray a pesticide this week on the tall grass between the homestead and the road. 

I look forward to trimmed grass and this being over! 

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Wednesday photo: Me

I don’t have many photos of me here, but yesterday my girls club counterpart took my phone and went a bit crazy.

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There’s about 20 other poses in the collection because Swazis really love photo shoots.

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