Showing posts with label Rwanda. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rwanda. Show all posts

Saturday, April 11, 2015

6 Futures Update - The Wonders of a Gap Year!!!

For every generation, there's a gap?

You remember this picture:
Top row L-R: Claude, Maurice and Innocent
Bottom row L-R: Serge, Pacific and Du
and maybe this post about those six young men.

These were my top six students at ASYV. We worked together a ton and I really love these kids. They're being very serious in these official photos, but I remember them more like this:
Serge, Pacific, me, Innocent, Claude & Du.
(Maurice typically not pictured because, as always, he is behind the camera.)
So last year I told you that one of these six students received a full Scholarship to McGill University in Montreal (Innocent in the top right). I also told you that Pacific (bottom center) and Claude (top left) were accepted into a gap year program called Bridge2Rwanda.

Well a gap year does wonders. Five (5!) of these six students now have full scholarships to universities abroad! I am delighted for them all.

Thanks to support from Bridge2Rwanda and mostly their own hard work, Pacific (bottom center) will be attending Texas Christian University in Fort Worth Texas & Claude (top left) will be attending the University of Rochester in Rochester, NY.

Always resourceful, Maurice and Serge both found their own gap year programs. Serge was working with a program at the US embassy and will be joining Innocent at McGill University as a MasterCard Scholar. I am so glad they will be there together. Maurice was in a film internship program supported by the German government (? sure, why not?) and will be joining Immaculee & Jeaninne as a MasterCard Scholar at Arizona State University where he will major in film production. Maurice is going to fit right in and I can get regular reports from Macky & Jeaninne like the overprotective mother hen I have become.

Du, (bottom right) is still in the process of applying to Ashesi University in Ghana and I know he won't let up until he finds a program where he can succeed.

The resilience of these kids never ceases to amaze me. There have been a lot of “No”s on this journey but they kept pushing and fighting and this determination has been rewarded with some pretty huge opportunities.  I can't want to see how they use these chances.

Friday, December 20, 2013

When They Meet with an Obstacle, Mount to the Sky;

Happy Holidays!

Welcome to my 2013 holiday letter, a throwback to when we communicated in more than 140 character bursts. How quaint! 2013 was an amazing, incredible year.  I spent the year living in Rwanda and working for the Agahozo-Shalom Youth Village

I lived inside the village, near Rwamagana about an hour east of Kigali.  I ate my meals in a dining hall with 500 high school students.  I was a 'cousin' to a family of 15 orphaned and vulnerable girls who live together in the village, in the Eleanor Roosevelt Family.  With them, I worked on the farm, helped with homework, played games, taught English and tried to serve as an adult role model living the values of the village.  It was amazing to see a group of teenage girls learn to treat each other as family and blossom in the safety and opportunity of the village. 

It is a rare thing indeed to be given a whole additional family and I feel so lucky.  I traveled around Rwanda to visit each of the girls in their home outside of the village and those were rich and memorable trips.  It is not often that just showing up matters, but in some cases the presence of a foreign visitor for a girl that doesn't have much social status in her village can be a big deal.

Here's me with Eleanor Roosevelt:
The whole fam

My 'day job' was working in the Student Resource Center, like a high school guidance counselor's office, helping the oldest kids with resumes, studying for the TOEFL and scholarship applications. Having spent my professional life in consulting, I approached this role as if I had 500 clients.  Without fail, these were the best clients I ever had.  So appreciative.  So eager.  No less demanding.  There were always more requests from students than hours in the day and I was always busy and frequently exhausted, but the days were interesting and felt like they mattered.

Here's me at work in the resource center:
"Copy/paste from Wikipedia is frowned upon."


Really the best part of the work was making friends with the kids and getting to know them.  I had a blast and now I am really missing some of my buddies.
Ferdinand and me at his house in Kigali

Yvonne and me on a bus before a big adventure

Maxime, future ruler of the world.  Bow down now.

Me and Serge/O2: Rapper, class valedictorian and Ethanol Entrepreneur, to name just a few

Maurice and Miki discuss the documentation for Science Extravaganza day

Maurice is my new little brother and taught me all kinds of things.  He worked hard to take care of me all year. A real highlight of the year was him making me spaghetti dinner.  He is one of the students I worked closely with in Application Boot Camp for the last couple months. Give me a call if you know any admissions officers with clout.

It's hard to sum up an experience like this without leaning on trite cliches.  What I can say is that I've been inspired by children who have overcome more than you can imagine and still have wonderful positive outlooks and take charge attitudes.  I hope that I can stay mindful of them while dealing with things that qualify as annoying or 'problems' now that I'm back home.  It was also very nice to be reminded that we 'need' a lot less than we think we do, and that possessions can be a real drag.

Now that I'm used to being surrounded by 500 students all the time, being away from them feels quiet and strange.  

Aside from working with the kids, I really enjoyed running in Rwanda, with beautiful, hilly trails at elevation.  Now that I'm home safe, I can tell you without my mom having a heart attack that I also liked taking zippy little motos everywhere to get around.  They are just so convenient and the trip is always exciting.

While there, I took a couple of great side trips.  In April, I went Gorilla trekking in Rwanda.  It was a beautiful, memorable experience. 
This baby gorilla was about 2 meters from me, taking a nap


I also went on a visually stunning safari in Tanzania seeing the Serengeti and all manner of wildlife.  Highlights for me were watching the giraffes and the hyenas.
'Phants and 'Phants


In August, I went to Zanzibar for a beach vacation.  All the cliches about that place are totally true.  It blew away my expectations and was the most beautiful place I have ever vacationed.  The ocean views were straight out of a Corona commercial.  It's a pity it is not that easy to get to, because I heartily recommend it.

This beautiful view from my front porch of  cheap, cute rental

Me on the Beach in a state of total appreciation


I'd be remiss if I didn't take a chance to thank everyone who helped and supported me this year.  I received care packages, donations for the village, letters, and even simple emails checking in to keep me connected to home and my spirits up.  I always felt lucky and loved and thanks to everyone for being a part of that.
Thanks to folks from Scripps and others who donated dictionaries to the village

As for 2014, I truly have no idea.  Place your bets. Send your suggestions.  My short term goals are getting over jet lag, getting my winter coats out of storage and catching up on the NBA.  I'll be in North Carolina for the holidays visiting my mom, my sister and her two girls, Kate and Lindy, who in just one year grew up into complete, fully functioning adults.  I am hoping they will give me an internship or at least agree to mentor me.  I may try to be in Philly on March 1st when the 76ers retire Allen Iverson's number (Dorko, make a note). What can I say, it's a time of transition for me and my heroes.

As always, I hope you enjoy the holiday letter and don't find it too obnoxious.  You can 'opt out' by sending an email asking to be removed from this distribution list.  For those of you looking for more frequent updates, you can find me online at http://courtneyspondence.blogspot.com/ and @CourtneyMFK on Twitter.

Happy New Year!  May your 2014 be peaceful and fun.


Love,

Courtney

Sunday, November 17, 2013

Eleanor Roosevelt: The End of the First Year

Eleanor Roosevelt went home on November 7.  It was heartbreaking hugging the girls as the got on the busses that will carry them across Rwanda. They won't come back to Agahozo until January 4, so this is a long time for them to be in the vulnerable homes they were rescued from.  I understand the need for these girls to maintain relationships with their community, and to have place to go in 4 years when their time at Agahozo ends.  On the other hand, this is such a dangerous time for them, knowing some of them with be without adequate food and shelter, some will be without medications they need, some will be with guardians who don't love or care for them.   Hopefully what they have learned in this year will make this time more bearable.  Since I won't be here when they get back, this was excruciating for me.  I will be visiting a lot more of the girls in the coming weeks, so it wasn't goodbye for everyone, but it was still very hard.

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After a year in the village, Josiane is healthier, but still has her persistent, hacking cough at times. She enjoys singing with the choir and will continue this next year.  She was placed in the most remedial of the academic classes this year, but she made the biggest progress in her entire grade and got the highest grades in her entire class.  



Violette drastically improved her English this year.  She has found her niche with the student led, 'Genesis of Creativity' a fashion and modeling collective.  You saw her vamping on the runway in a recent post . She's excited about coming back for next year.


Ornella started and finished the year strong.  She did well in school and performed in debates, village quiz, basketball, science day, the school-wide chess competition and pretty much every opportunity that came her way.  I have challenged her to keep pushing her English outside of class with a current events discussion group made up of mostly Sr. 4 & Sr. 5 students.  She is a leader for her entire grade.  She already has a job tutoring English over the vacation, which should keep her busy.


Honorine worked hard at every opportunity she had.  She seeks attention at every turn and will continue to perform poems at Village Time.  She learned a lot socially this year and I expect that development to continue over the next years.


Adelphine is always a joy.  She still has her trademark broad smile and ready laugh for anyone. Still, she was sadder than most of the girls about the other cousins leaving. She is taking the separation pretty hard. I am looking forward to visiting her at her home in Kamonyi.


Chantal spent a lot of the year worrying about her brother who was home alone without a guardian.  The joy of being here can turn to guilt if someone you love is hungry and alone.  She was so excited to leave the village to go and see him and care for him.  She was very strong in her language classes and the school tagged her a 'language leader'.  She is planning to teach her new English skills to her brother when she gets home.  She will always be my attitudinal north star.  She was so positive with every challenge and such a delight to be around.


Noeline's transformation this year was quite substantial, though it might not show in the photos.  She got to be a kid at least a little bit, and this was something totally new for her.  She also got to have a few possessions for the first time, so started doing girly things like fretting about her outfit and accessorizing.  It was great to see her laugh and joke and dance.  Noeline was an absolute star all year on ASYV news, reporting regularly on the news around the village.  I think she'll continue to write and take steps to pursue her dream of being a journalist.


Alice has much better English than she lets on.  She made a lot of friends this year and is a very social girl.  Maybe she's not taking school that seriously, but everyone can't be valedictorian and I'm not that worried about it.  She's a confident girl and I think she's going to be just fine.




Adelaide really struggled to balance her interest in sports and dancing with some pressure she got from female Rwandan staff to stay at home and do fewer activities.  I tried hard to counterbalance this that she should do everything in the village and take advantage of as many opportunities as possible.  She's a very thoughtful girl and we'll see how this turns out of the coming years.  I really hope she sticks with the basketball team because she enjoys it and it's a great way for her to build confidence.


Agnes' self confidence grew by leaps and sounds this year.  She started to think about her opinions of things and to challenge things instead of accepting everything.  It was amazing to see her presenting a book report on Malaysia in English in front of her entire class when she had been too shy to speak many words even in Kinyarwanda at home when the year started.  She is well-liked by the other girls and is serious in her studies.  


Samila did well in school all year. She started the year a little more sophisticated and maybe a bit standoffish from her sisters but by the end she was a well-integrated part of the family.  She wants to continue pursuing drama and sketches and likes to watch movies.  At her behest, after everyone finished their exams we watched Twilight 1, which I had heard so much about of course, but never seen.  While I can't recommend it, the girls enjoyed it and we all had a good time.



Yvonne is a shining light.  She is so direct, and so positive at the same time.  "Cousin, you are dirty! (me coming back from running).  Go and wash!"  Said with a laugh and huge grin that makes it seem like a nice suggestion not a criticism.  Thanks, Yvonne. She had some back aches and headaches this year that are usually a sign more of stress than anything, but I think she'll be okay.  She is going to accompany me on some of my travels to visit the other girls and keep and eye on me.  I'm in good hands. She was very excited to go home and see her grandmother and her younger sister. She works hard at school and enjoys dancing with the other kids.



Grace found her voice this year in the theatre productions and sketches.  She learned to be loud and confident to express herself.  It was a lot of fun to see her on stage. Being an Adventists separates her a bit from the family.  She never does farm or muchaka with us, instead she goes to church on Saturdays with about 20 other kids and then does these activities by herself on Sunday.  She was a serious student who did well on her report cards, and I can't see any reason she won't continue to thrive in and out of the classroom next year.

Josiane was written up in the Village Times (a newsletter for friers and donors at ASYV) for her transformation this year.  She really benefitted from being in a safe place where she didn't have to fear physical harm or punishment.  When she started out the year I didn't think the muscles in her face could form a smile, but by the end she was laughing and teasing me with all the other girls. She improved so much in school. (It's a lot easier to learn things when you're not having a panic attack, apparently.)  She enjoys hanging out with her sisters so much.  She wants to study languages and maybe be a translator one day. 



Happiness became a 'Village Super Star' this year.  She is an amazing singer and it was clear she has one of the top voices in the entire village.  She worked with other singers and musicians to write and record her own song here in the village recording studio. There is an elaborate video with backup dancers and about 15 costume changes. She did all this on top of her choreography for the dance group.  It's clear she'll continue to be active in the performing arts and be a regular at Village Time.  She's classically shy offstage, but in her element and confident on stage.


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I'll miss them all so much, and it' so hard to think about family time next year without my being there.  They'll be fine, they have each other, but I'll be a mess without them back in the US. I think the village gives them so much, from basic needs like food and clothing to mental health care and arts enrichment, to a top quality education, but I think the most important thing the village gives them is each other. They are told and taught to behave like a family and for their whole lives they'll have 14 other girls who love them and can help them find shelter and work and care and between them there isn't a problem they won't be able to solve.  It's hard to go home and accept that I won't be with them any more, but I know they have so many other caring adults in their lives at Agahozo.  They are in good hands and they are being given every opportunity to succeed.

Real Love

This video pretty much sums up the year.




Special attention to Violette at 0:53, Yvonne at 1:15, Chantal at 1:31, Alice at 3:38, and Adelphine at 3:40.


Credit: Jerrod Popham, Thumbtacks and Parachutes productions, a fellow long term volunteer with me this year.

Blog spot is all kinds of messed up, maybe due to filesize, but you can try to watch the video here if you want:  http://thumbtacksandparachutes.com/

Thanks Jerrod for letting me post this video.

Saturday, November 9, 2013

Catching up on some Photos


Hi there.  Just checking in with a few photos from the phone.  

Crystal Cola is popular in Rwanda and you can buy it for take away in most of the tiny shops around:
IMHO, Our friends at Crystal may have some copyright and trademark discussions around their choice of font.
They are real, check them out here.




This sign is at a sports club in Kigali.  I was terrified for a while, but now I think it is a typo for a 'cap'.


Eleanor Roosevelt lives two houses away from my house, but right next to the boy cousin's house.  About 10 feet apart. All my girls are in love with the boy cousins, in a cute way.  (Mostly Avi & Miki.)  It's possible someone in the photo below has a little crush:
Adelphine and Avi

Remember the first day of school?  Here's some of Eleanor Roosevelt on the last day of school, getting their report cards.  
Yvonne, Josiane, Violette, Grace and Samila
They were also assigned combinations (like Math, Chemistry and Physics) or (History, Economics and Geography) and these are the only subjects they'll study for the next three years of high school. I'll be honest, there were some tears.

Doing laundry during grading week after exams:
Yvonne, Josiane, Josiane and Adelphine
After you wash your clothing you can just spread them on the ground to dry.  It works just fine.  It really does.  Also, as I assume I've mentioned before, you can wash your shoes after every wearing just like clothing.

Remember Immaculee?  She's finished with secondary school now, and she is glad:
Immaculee after her last National Exam
So, the kids are done with exams and leaving or left and I am working in the village for a few more weeks with a select group of Sr. 6 kids on TOEFL prep and university scholarship applications.  It's crazy and stressful and pretty amazing.  More on ER soon.  

I played pick up in Kigali the other day.  The girls are amazing. Like really aggressive on D and can put it.  It was awesome.  Also, I am old and out of shape.

Hope you are doing well.  I guess the global warming scientist can say I told you so now about the super storms for the Nth time (Sandy, Katrina, Hayian).  I wish that were worth a dern.

Tuesday, October 22, 2013

I'm supposed to feel like a car is running over my disemboweled guts, right?

There is a whole lot of saying goodbye going on.  (Some of the kids are leaving on Saturday.)

Is this what happens if you work in a high school at the end of the year, that you just feel like you can't breathe and the wind has been knocked out of you 100 times a day?  There have been a lot of tears and this is just the beginning.  I am thinking all the time of ways to stay here, ways to kidnap kids and smuggle them home in my carry-on.  Maybe I will tie myself to the mango tree.  I just do not know.  I am in a panic. 

Here's some pics from one of the goodbye parties:

This is Maxime.  You would not believe his back story. He is very lucky to be alive.  Now, he is first student in his class, the best traditional dancer in a troupe that placed second in the nation, a singer-song writer who won first place in the nation for his original song, the winner of a nation-wide young Entrepreneurship contest and the leader of the school Islamic group.  We talk business and music a lot and he is one of my heroes.  I look forward to working for him one day:


Ladies and Gentlemen, meet your future leader and his #1 fan


You might remember Fidele from the Tutoring Club Party fame.  He is also a badass modern dancer that apparently is not bound by the laws of  gravity.  Sorry about the shitty camera work.  I was freaking out because he's so amazing and because I love him so much:



Oh man, this is Julien and Jeannine (G9).  She is the point guard for the basketball team and third in her class.  Julien plays football and this is him at a party (note holding the econ book):
Julien knows how to party

Jeannine trying to get him to have some fun
He studies ALL THE TIME. He likes to tease me.  (I cannot tell you how rare this is in the village. )

This is Ferdinand Mundial.  He is an amazing rapper, modern and traditional dancer, traditional arts and crafts weaver and he started a program to teach science to other kids called "Did You Know?"  Mundial has me researching human trafficking in a lot of detail.  Lynn, can you let me know if Arts Together needs an amazing dance instructor and can sponsor a visa?
G9 and Mundial

Mundial, Me and Julien


This is a terrible photo, because everyone was moving quickly and it was dark, but my very own little Violette from Eleanor Roosevelt was a model in a fashion show.  She did not even look like the same kid. She was so poised and confident.  It was a long runway and she never broke her model glare or gait.

Rwanda's Next Top Model?

Final runway pass with an escort


This is Maurice.  I never had a little brother before, but now I do.  (Amy, he reminds me so much of Simon. You'll just have to trust me.)  Maurice is able to get under my skin more effectively than any child in the village. 



This is me and Serge.  (His rap name is O2.)  He is first in his class and in my heart (Serge does practice math SATs on Fridays for fun "to relax".  He is trying to build an ethanol lab that processes cassava.)
We were laughing so hard it took 10 tries to get this 'serious' one.

This is more like it. He might be the most considerate kid in the village.


This is the Smart Kids Speaking Lots of English Group that I formed.  We debated Syrian airstrikes and school uniforms among other things.  These kids are the future of ASYV and the future of Rwanda for sure.  Needless to say, they were articulate enough that the goodbye speeches left me crying for hours.  
Maxime, Brigitte, Henry, Eunice, Ornella and Eric

It's been a hard year at times, and it's far from over but it must have been amazing if I'm so sad to say goodbye to these kids that are leaving soon.

Sunday, October 20, 2013

Tutoring Club Year End Party

Sometimes I am surprised.  That's happened more here this year than usual.

So third term exams have finished and we're in the grading week.  Some of the kids will be leaving next Saturday.  (I CANNOT believe how quickly the year has gone, and I'm devastated I'll be saying goodbye to 6 Eleanor Roosevelt cousins in just a few days.)  Some Enrichment year and all of Senior 6 will be sticking around another few days for some exams.

There are many end of year functions to say goodbye for the year and farewell to the graduating Sr. 6 students.

This Sunday was the Tutoring Club Year End Fete.  I ended up having an amazing time. This was a surprise.

There's a lot of things I love about the village, but clubs are not in that set.  Clubs aren't really what you would expect if you think of high school clubs in the US.  Clubs here meet once per week. (Mondays from 7-7:50 PM) and kids don't choose the club, they get assigned.  So you end up with kids who don't really want to be there and who don't really have much at stake.  Compare this mandatory 50 minutes to my high school club experiences (debate and theatre) where I spent many hours with people I loved working on things I chose, and it's not really a fair comparison.  The tutoring club encourages studying, best study strategies and facilitates pairing kids who need help in a subject with someone who can provide it.  It is not that exciting as extracurricular activities go.  By the time you settle in to the meeting and take attendance, there's time for one or two items.  As a club we weren't exactly world beaters.  We posted inspirational quotes.  We researched modern learning methods and tried to explain them to the school (deep learning by making connections, not rote memorization).  We organized students into study groups. I felt sometimes like the club was not accomplishing that much.

That said, I now realize that some things happened that were great.  I had an excuse to meet with 16 Sr. 5 kids once a week and practice our English.  We had a topic to discuss (tutoring).  The kids got practice running meetings, setting agendas, reviewing action items.  The kids debated their suggestions and chose a course of action when they reached consensus.  Our president gained confidence in leading and in delegating. They are things maybe I took for granted.  These are just kids, and not kids who've had the chance to be in many different organizations before Agahozo.

This Sunday the club planned the end of year party.  There was a large event in the village (3000 trees were planted with hundreds of visitors from the Rwandan office of immigration).  That event ran over a few hours so when it was time for our party (3:00 - 4:00 PM) the kids were all still eating lunch.  At 3:50 or so when the president, Claire, came to find me I asked her if she even wanted to do it, or if things were to busy in the village.  I didn't think the party would be that big a deal and it was already way past the scheduled time.  She was adamant.  I went to the orange clubhouse and slowly things started to take shape. I brought juice and ground nuts (aka peanuts) to the party as instructed (that I had gone to Kigali to get the day before).

The kids had organized other refreshments (chapati and sambusas [with meat!] and we had the juice and ground nuts).  There was a strict protocol (of course, Rwanda!) with an emcee calling on the president to review the year, the former president as the guest of honor and even me to give some advice.  I was shocked that I was presented with a gift (a beautiful woven traditional trivet and a cute makeup bag from traditional fabric).  Last year's president, a kid I adore named Emmanuel gave a wonderful speech about what his time here at ASYV had meant to him.  There was a DJ.  There was dancing and good cheer.  The kids went around in a circle and all said one thing they learned from the club. Everyone had a great time.  I cried in my goodbye speech.

Okay so I can be a hard woman.  The club didn't cure hepatitis or build jet packs or change educational standards nationwide.  That wasn't the point of the club.  The club created some additional focus on academics in the village.  I got to know 16 kids I wouldn't have interacted with much otherwise, and we practiced English, how to run a club and how to cooperate.  I learned a lot more than I thought I did.


Here is about 1% of the photos taken at this event:

Fidele presenting me with a gift

Fidele, me, Julius and Emmanuel

Chipati & Sambusas  for the party

Fidel enjoys juice and chipati

Me, President Claire and Julius, the event Emcee

Emmanuel and Fidele toast with some juice

Patrick and Emmanuel

Aminudab, Me and Claire

Jackie, Emmanuel, Claire, Me andAminudab

Me and Fidele

Claire and Me

Claire, me and Fidele

Patrick and Me

ASYV 2013 Tutoring Club

Tutoring Club Ballers: Aminudab, Fidele, Julius and Emmanuel

Party breaks out