Friday, October 1, 2010

Where smiles are born :)

The landscape up in Mahajanga (north-west coast) is sooo much different than my home on the east coast. This region hasn't had any rain since April, which explains the golden dryness of the hills, valleys, and plains. Even though this is obviously beautiful in its own right, I'm looking forward to getting back to Betsi-Land with all its green wetness! :)

A market in downtown Mahajanga. These are some local cacti and small Baobab trees (top left) that ar commonly grown in this region.


This cutie was made to live in the front of the camera- she was smilin &posing all day for us!


Even though the patient was still out of it from anasthesia, the smiles on the face of this mother (far left) and sisters illustrates their happiness, after the completion of her 14 year old sons' cleft lip surgury.



It usually takes a week or so for the babies to really show off their smile, after the pain wears down, but this mother is already happy with her daughter's beautiful new face.





I think this momma told me MISAOTRA BETSAKA (thanks so much!) a good dozen times. Most families were sooo appreciative to everyone involved: of course the surgeons, anasthesiologists, dentists, nurses, and us translators. I loved being able to sit down with the families and share their happiness of their childs' transformation (which is shown in next pic).



This is her before and after shot. Such a precious soul.












This American nurse, Kathy, was such an enigma of energy the whole 10 days. It's obvious she's already been on about 10 Op. Smile missions and has a special connection to these kids, no matter the cultural/ language barrier.




My first witnessed surgury. He is a 15 year old who will be recieving local anasthethsia to fix his cleft lip.



This was such an amazing experience to be right up in there with the surgeons, holding the patients' hand, and comforting them as much as possible through this no doubt frightening event. We PCV translator's talked to the patients (usually 13 years and older/ younger would be general anasth.) as they were recieving the shots of nova-caine (mitovy-tovy mainaikatra tantely, fa dia ngoly: it'll feel close to getting stung by a bee, but then will go numb) and as the doc's progress through the surgury. These guys and girls cut with such confidence! Don't know if I could do it, but sure was awesome to observe and learn about it!



Vita!!!! (Finished!) He looks great!



Bailey (fellow PCV) and I were there as he first stared in the mirror at his new face. He exerted a humble satisfaction with his doctor's work. I was sooo happy to have led him through this life-changing experience.




This was one smiley dad, all day long!! So precious!




This is the finished result of the baby getting worked on below. She was known to be one of the most difficult cases, but was a success!




She worked for about 2 hours to finish this adorable lil girl, it was quite intense! She had a bilateral, complete lip and palet.




Esther and I all scrubbed out!




This lil guy wanted to show off his before/ after ;P "Tena bagosy izy!!" said his mom: He's so handsome!



My amazing sister, Kelly, in my Betsimisaraka family(our east coast regional tribe) gave me a super fantastic birthday prezzy!!! She woke me up for a deeelicious bed n. brekky of Bolo (the best, delicious choco/cream cookies snack made here) pancakes, with a homemade card. This was at our Peace Corps hostel, the day everyone left to get back to site/ head on from the awesome 10 days of Op. Smile work we did together. Thanks sista, I love u, girl!




This was my first stop on my business trip to the northwest coast. Started with a Handwashing kabary with the women and kids of Jennie's site (this is her house in the background) of Berivotra, near Mahajanga. Global Handwashing Day- Oct. 15!!!! :)



After the handwashing kabary, I moved on to speaking about birth control with the women and mothers. Jennie said she thinks the average family has 8 kids. In this photo, I'm showing the poster that asks "Where do you like" with 1 picture a family of 8 kids, scraggly skinny, not enough food, unhappy; and the other is a happy family of 3 children. This is the first group of women that had a couple say they like the family with sooo many kids, since more kids, more help for work they have. We all had good discussions on why kids shouldn't have to be so responsible to work at such young ages, and most everyone participated in these talks.



Stop 2 of my business trip to Mahajanga: teaching at fellow Education PCV, Brian's site in the city. He works at a verrry well run and managed private pre-school and elementary school. It was kind of culture shock to see such clean kids! But I feel good about introducing soap to their routine: previously they would wash their hands with just water after using the latrine or after recess but now have shown to understand my lessons on why soap is so important in preventing bacterial diseases and worms, since Brian has reported back to me that they're still using it :).



Another class of pupils with squeaky clean hands.



This is the school's elementary kids. They were "efa mahay be" (already knew well) the reasons why we need to have good body and drinking water sanitation.




Brittany, Kinsey, Katie, Chris, Corie, Kanto, Beth, and Dorothy: The reinstatement "zoky's" (older siblins). Our last time at Lac Mantasoa all together ;,( There are 11 of us that did return back here to Radagascar November 2009, after being evacuated last year, but only 8 of us could make this Close-of-Service conference that helped us start thinking about how to say goodbye to our villages/have a proper closure, look towards the future, and how to articulate all the skills' learned through our Peace Corps service.



" Keep it Real" We're doin' it right here, right now!! :) Bamboo, 1 of our training center's dog wanted to get in with it 2



Mantasoa alllways has some spectacular sunsets over the lac, brilliant colors!



These are some kids playing, in the Mantasoa area (on the plateau/ center of the island). Mahay be!!


Some of my village kids playing in Antetezambaro (on the east coast) I'm sooooo looking forward to getting back to them soon!! I miss the east coast vibe and heat!






























Tuesday, September 14, 2010

pictures,pictures,pictures! Op. Smile, Marathon, Antetezambaro Awesomeness!

This cutie had the cleft palate surgury last year, through Operation Smile and is just back to do a check up with the doc's! Everything looks great!! They're from Antsiranana (Diego), the northern tip of Mada, which is quite hot so many women use a mud/mashed leaf mixture to protect their face from the sun and because they think it makes them have a "tsara tarehy" (pretty face).

A plastic surgeon that I was helping him to understand the story of this wee cutie, by translating.



Just 1 of the cuties I wantd to put in my pocket to take home!!!


Super-cutie #2! (actually she was #331...there were about 400 patients who came to try to get surgury/reconstruction/palate plates with the help from Op. Smile...unfortunately the doc's will only have enough time and donations to compete about 220, but still a big drop in the bucket)


I have to say she was the most "tamana be" (well/ happily settled) in my arms....my heart was melted into jello after spending time with her!


Joanna and I the evening b4 the longest, hardest physical challenge of my life, in our shweet, homemade running shirts....."ALEFA Kanto!" (GO!/u can do it!)



"Mpanao Fahasalamana Zaho" (I'm a worker of health), as Joanna and I took this Tana Marathon opportunity to do some business...advertising healthy lifestyles and activities, and advertising our Peace Corps work here in Mada. :)


" MAtanjaka be zahay!!!" (we're sooo strong!) :) 1 of the several billboards advertising the marathon around Tana, the capital city.



That joyous moment after finishing the 26mile/42KM run, to find my family waiting for me at the finish line!! My momma ran the last 100 yards with me, followed by an hour long, much needed massage! I'm sooo blessed and grateful 4 my beauutiful family here in Radagasikara! This is Dada,Me,Pajhi (9 years old), Momma, and Bableu (1 1/2)



My beauuuuuutiful victory flowers that Beth, fellow PCV, got for me to smell as I crossed the finish line. I needed them with all that smelly sweat!! It was hard, but worth it! LOok at my shweet t-shirt to proove it :)


Best friend, Andrea (she's my hair stylist:)) and I gathering crabs and fish...they were all too small to keep, but was a glorious day in paradise anyways! :)



Bijou, Claudy, Kanto, Mamy, and Andrea soakin up the sun in our home of Antetezambaro


This was me, Aaron, and Katie @ her site with her kids. She's an environment PCV but Aaron and I visited to do a clean water presentation for her village since we're health PCV's. Just a few kids doing the typical Gasy pose of scowling 4 pictures (don't know why....it's not their typical "fomba" (custom) to smile.
















Friday, August 13, 2010

the super success of the sustainable Fety Riba Mena!

WAHOO! WHAT A SUPER FANTASTIC, service-filled past few weeks, mostly accredited to our Fety Riba Mena. (party of the red ribbon). This was the name of the 3rd Cirque de SIDA , I've done. The 6 PCV's around the region of Lac Aloatra, the lake we biked 222K around to do AIDS sensibilizations for 2 weeks, did an awesome job of organizing this fety, which was filled with skits, singing, dancing, and teaching/ sensibilizations about what AIDS is, how it's transfered, and the severity of this epidemic, which still has no cure. It sure was exhausting as we 22 PCV's got up each morning about 6AM, packed up our tents and gear, and biked anywhere from 10-60K each morning to get to the next town. We would arrive usually before noon at each of the 10 villages we did fety's at, set up our sleeping arrangements which was either at a village guest house, or the PCV"s house, then began setting up our "booths". Our 6 booths all had an AIDS prevention theme, but included all the 4 sectors of Peace Corps here in Madagascar: health, teaching, environment, and small business. From 1-3PM, we would take turns at all the 6booths,
1.) an HIV/AIDS info booth
2.) overall health (balanced nutrition, preventing malaria/diarrhea);
3.) budgeting family finances &family planning;
4.) what is Peace Corps?(our 3 objectives of technical training, sharing American culture with our villagers, &sharing the Malagasy culture with friends back in the western world) We also talked about the meaning of the red ribbon, because this is an American-created symbol of AIDS awareness and most Gasy didn't know what it meant at first sight
5.) a song booth, especially for the kids to learn the songs PCV's used the tune, to make up new lyrics about AIDS prevention to well-known songs such as Shakira's "WacaWaca" World Cup tune (is this huge in the West as well?) and another Malagasy artists' pop song of "za tsy kivy" (I'm not disappointed) Gasy love to sing and LOVED even more watching the vazaha(white people) sing Gasy!
6.) advanced farming techniques/ esspecially focusing on planting ananambo (moringa in english), which is a tree with tiny leaves, that power-packed with TONS of nutrients- Vit.A,B,C,D, thiamin, potassium, calcium, and protein!!! and it typically grows well in all types of soil, even sandy nutrient-lacking soil such as my own here on the east coast so is a super cheap/free source of healthy eating, especially for those with diseases or a weakened immune system. Has anyone every seen this in the States? Because I'd never heard of it before coming to Mada?
Then from 3-5, we put on our 'performance', that attracted usually a couple thousand at each village. We were lucky enough to have PSI come with their speaker/music equipment and their sensibilization expertise. I was in charge of organizing and leading the 'condom relay races', which included recruiting 12 volunteers for the 2 teams that had to master each of the 6 steps of using a condom correctly. (1:Checking the expiration date& that the package still has air 2:Opening the pkg with hands, not teeth! 3:Setting the condom, correct side up on the penis and rolling down slowly 4:When protected sex is finished, carefully taking off the condom being careful not to spill the rano aina (I don't think I need to translate what this is;P) 5:Tying the condom to prevent spillage 6:Wrapping in paper/ throwing in the kabone (latrine) or rubbish bin. So there ya go, sorry if my sensibilization offends, but I'm just completing part of my objective as a PCV, to share my work and experience with friends back home:) I've thought about how a public performance like this probably wouldn't be ok with so many of the conservative family activists, but the game relayed (no pun intended) essential info in a way that really got people more comfortable with the idea of protecting themselves, their partners, and families against diseases that can kill, so why shouldn't we make it a public performance!?? But I truly think all 10 fety's we did were a huge success, that reached thousands of people. Maybe even millions, since on the last day, in Ambatondrazaka, the region capital where we finished our bike tour, I was asked to do a t.v/ radio interview to explain our Fety Riba Mena, so who knows the numbers of people we reached out to to spread such an urgent message of protecting Madagascar's future from this devastating disease that killing thousands and thousands each day, all over the world. But with baby steps and education, we can do what we're capable of in halting this epidemic.
I had an interesting chat with a waiter yesterday, about the effectiveness of 'aid' organizations such as Red Cross, USAID etc that come into a poverty-stricken place to provide food and medicine hand-outs. NO doubt this aid is appreciated by the people.....but then expected. The waiter had observed that the recipients became lazy to help themselves and started asking when the next shipment of food would arrive. This brought a surge of emotion over me- sadness knowing that this is a true fact and down side of foreign 'aide' organizations; stricken, knowing that a local made an impressive insight in recognizing this problem, which is a step towards awareness, which can be a step towards change, if taken seriously; happiness and fulfillment knowing that I, as Peace Corps Volunteer living in a small village with no electricity/running water,and easily getting by on my living stipend of $200/month, am NOT part of this 'aide', but am quite the opposite. My role is to supplement this 'aide' that's given to developing countries, in this case, Madagascar, the 10 "poorest"country in the world in statistics of wealthy nations, but one of the richest in varieties of animals, plants, fruits, landscapes, beauty, and culture. I've had villagers ask for money and medicine, them recognizing that I have much more than they do, which is no lie for sure; but I no hand-outs are not sustainable and would also lead to a chain reaction of people asking for $ & meds. I'm a community health volunteer, dedicated to helping villagers help themselves. And it's surely not just them getting help from me! Although I feel as if I have done a lot of good work here, though my daily interactions with friends in Antetezambaro, teaching students at the local elementary& middle schools, organizing AIDS awareness festivals, chatting with young mom's about the importance of vaccines on bush taxi's, helping the urgent patients that have come to my house looking for a doctor that isn't around- all of this couldn't compare to everything I've gained from the Malagasy people, culture, lifestyle. Mifampianara: to teach each other, I teach you; you teach me. This philosophy, which is 2/3 objectives of Peace Corps is the most magical part of these few years that will be with me forever.
I don't know if many people are still reading this, as I recognize that I've gone on quite a ranting reflection, but to summarize all of this, I DO think that foreign aide organizations are doing lots of good work and reaching out to people in need all over the world. But I also think it's important for all of us to also think about how we can supplement financial aide- that is used up quickly and sometimes incorrectly and quickly causes the recipients to ask "where's more?". How can we give a deeper, more meaningful and sustainable aide? For me, I've already had 1 1/2 years of obtaining this goal and objective of providing sustainable aide, which has in return given me more sustainable knowledge that I'll use in my own life, forever. Serving others= serving yourselves,families, and the world!!!

Sunday, July 18, 2010

Volona ny Vaoteraka!! (month of newborns)

I uploaded pics out of order, but this is after I spent the day harvesting rice with some friends. It's all either shoved into a gooney and brought back to the house for drying, or immediatly spread out on a mat to dry in the sun for 2 days (as in 4th picture below).

This was me interviewing an 8 year old a couple weeks ago, in a tiny village 10K away from Antetezambaro. Dr. Dezy (behind) and I went to a different surrounding villages each day of the week, to do yearly physicals for elementary school students. It was great to get out to ambanivolo be (really out in the bush). We weighed them, checked their height, teeth, skin, and vital signs and Dezy prescribed any meds/ malaria tests that were needed. This is me interviewing an 8 year old.


One of my favorite jobs of weighing babies and helping with vaccines every Thursday! So fun! but watch out for especially the wee boys who typically can't control their bladder releases as soon as they touch the scale...DUCK!!;))




This is Baby Kanto at about 12 hours old!!! 3.0Kilo (6.6 lbs) and a smiling star!! My first witnessed labor from the start of the tiring and painful labor to the beauuutiful and magical Creation of life, as I helped welcome her into the world! I'm honored to share a name with such a precious being!




Another shot of our rice paddies in Antetezambaro. She just finished seperating the grains of rice from the stalk, spread them out onto a tsihey (woven mat), and waits for them to dry out under the sun, for 2-3 days.








My good friend, Osoa, as she uses a small pairing knife to clip each stalk of rice. Each stalk holds about 20 grains of rice. You can see the golden fields in the distance, all ripe and waiting to be clipped, dried out, pounded to get the shelling off, rocks picked out, and cleaned before supplying a family with their year-long supply of rice.




It's been a while since I've had time or access to the internet, and because so much happens within each of my months here in Radagascar, it's hard for me to think about where I want my reflections to begin. The month of June, I"ll definitely claim as "Volona ny Vaoteraka"= Month of Babies, since on just the 2nd day of the month, the labor goddesses were provoked, as a young 16 year old girl arrived at the CSB to deliver her baby. That flight of the first vibration of baby love was not witnessed fully because the young mother wasn't progressing enough, so we had to send her to the the hospital in Tamatave. This was quite an intense first witness of how Malagasy people deliver a baby, which includes having at least one person standing at the crown of the mother's head, to be in a position to push her baby bellow down towards her legs, as hard as possible, hoping to push the baby down the birthing path quicker. Plus, "fomba Gasy" (Malagasy tradition/customs) include being as quiet as possible while pushing during labor. They believe it's a complete waste of energy to let out screams while pushing, since that energy could be used internally. And of course no epidural/ numbing meds at least in my local med clinic are available to help with the pain and discomfort of it all. Anyways, after a few hours of hard pushing, we had to tell her family to quickly get her to Tamatave and I never heard about the rest of her labor and birth. But just the next week, I saw an entire labor, from right after the water broke to the first suckles of Kanto's mother's life milk. This was another young mother, 17 years old. She's from my village so her mother didn't have to bring her very far. The baby's father had just left to work in the fields, so he wasn't there to support her, but I happily stayed by her side, supplied her with an arm/ hand to squeeze when needed , and kept her legs in position for the doctor to carry out the birth. After a couple intense hours of hardwork, a beauuutiful baby was brought into this world by candlelight at 8PM, 11th June. I gladly was the messenger of "vehivavy izy!!" =it's a girl! And sorta jokingly, when I asked the mother what her name is, I said "you should name her Kanto!" and she did!! Talk about fuzzy feelings inside! To know that the first baby I witnessed enter into this world is named after me!! :) I had a towel waiting for her arrival, so after the doctor clipped the cord, I brought her to the scale to weigh and get her cleaned up. Kanto had just a wee peep of a cry, but mostly had huuuuge eyes, wanting to sense the new world surrounding her. That was an overwhelmingly, emotionally beautiful sight- to get the opportunity to witness, exerience, feel the energies, spirits, see the natural body functions and releases involved in Creation of Life!! It's been great that Baby Kanto lives quite close to me, so I've been able to go visit frequently. I knew this beauuutiful, magical experience was a sign that my own American family's 2 upcoming babies were getting ready to embark upon us all! i could feel it in my bones! :) Sure enough, just 4 days later, on 15 June, 2010, Jon and Molly welcomed a bouncy, chubby cheeked (taking after big bro, Will) Brandon Nicholas Cummings into the world followed by my new Scottish Baby Sister, Vienna Rose Michele Cooney born on the 24th. Since my beauutiful, shining star sister, Jenny and I are soooo close, I'm honored to become the role of Vienna's big sister, for sister-ship is essential to our lives and Vienna will already have a variety of great Aunties, but of course her being Jenny's first baby, still needs a sister- and that's me!:) It's truly sad to be missing out on their fresh, new life, but I hope Jack Truman Baker, Brandon Nicholas Cummings, and Vienna Rose Michele Cooney are recieving my sould-starrd spirit I'm sending them in my dreams and always. Cheers to the Volona ny Vaoteraka!



The end of the month brought another fascinatingly,culturally enriching, work-filled day. I had 2 other volunteers, Aaron and Megan, come visit my site to help do a fantana mitsitsy (fuel-efficient cook stove made by mixing red clay, fresh cow poo, and sand). This demonstration happened to be on the same day as the mass circumsision planned for our commune, at our CSB. Since June 26 was the 50th anniversary of Madagascar's independance from France, the transitional government (the international world still does not recognize Mada as having an official gov't) went around the country to offer the ritual of circumcision, which typically occurs only every 7 years, as well as free doctor visits/ medicines to anyone with health problems. There were 50 boys that arrived to be circumsized, age ranging from 1 year old-16 years old (yes, 16!!!) that came in with their fathers to hold them while they went through what looked like, no doubt an excruciatingly painful, 45 minute long procedure. There were about 10 doctor's that came in from Tamatave, as they were working on 3 males, at the same time, on the same bench, as family/friends watch the process. One of doc's assumed I was a doctor and asked if I wanted to do the next boy!!! ahhhhh, "thanks but no thanks!! I'm a mpanentana (community health volunteer) NOT a doctor! Although of course I sympathethized for the boys, I'm also grateful to get the chance to see any cultural experience. I was kind of aghast to find out that the foreskin is given directly to the grandfather or uncle, to be eated with a banana following the procedure. A person would be cursed if they came into contact with the skin, so the belief is that it must be eaten to prevent that chance from happening.
Because of this news-worthy event, there were reporters there who were not only taking pictures and interviewing the doctor's doing the circumcisions, but also interviewing and photographing us PCV"s as we demonstrated the cookstove. Because a lot of people were there at the CSB to take advantage the free doctor visit/ medicines, It was miresaka be! (lotsa people..maybe a thousand that showed up) The week following, I had several people from all around the region telling me they heard me on the radio and wantd to know if I can show them how to build one too!!! It was sooo cool!
The next super cool event on my calender involves leaving tomorrow, with about 25 fellow PCV's to Lac Aloatra, the largest freshwater lake in Mada. We're all biking around the lake, which is 212K and stopping in each village to do AIDS sensibilizations....it's the 3rd edition of Cirque de Sida. They just keep gettin better all the time!! I'm xcited for it and will be verrry grateful, I'm sure, for the bike cushion I brought back with me. Biking, camping, roasting marshmellow's with friends, and spreading the good word of smart choices and safe sex....should be quite a fulfilling 2 week adventure!!!! Hope to share with ya all the good news that happened next time= amy menarak!!!! Cheers mates*

Saturday, May 29, 2010

No hands, no hands!!!!!!!

Life is good, life is great,
it's so mysterious how it all comes full circle,
there's no energy left to Hate;
once you expend so much Heat
into loving the world around you,
makes me empathetic towards those feeling blue,
But admit I take on more of a yellow hue
The shade of sunshine, with the rays illuminated my life
Never planning on it, but getting through the challenges of strife
Has made me who I am, who I never could've dreamt of being
10 years ago, I recall dreaming about today
But my immature brain hardly seeing
The abundance of beauty and love that was on the horizon
And, of course my life, that's constantly full of FUN!
I'm grateful to Andriamanitra, my parents, friends, family, and Lover,
What an amzing experience this is...the process of undoing Life's cover.

Thanks y'all for being with me the past year to share all my ups and downs and exciting adventures and frusterations. It's a never ending roller coaster ride and I'm keeping my hands up for the whole ride! Sometimes people that hold onto the safetey bar too tightly don't ever experience all the exhilarating feelings that are natural too this life. But anxiety holds onto them and causes more pain than the eye can see beauty. I've chosen to live a life, full of absorbing that beauty, but also getting through the challenges of sadness and strife. A great quote that has summarized my past couple months: "Happy people see challenges; Anxious people see blessings and curses." Even the obstacles are all a valuable part of this game of Life, and I'm grateful to have gotten to learn sooo many lessons from these challenges encountered. Don't get me wrong, I also feel very blessed and grateful to God, but also know that part of where I am is because of my own endurance and confronting and stepping up to the challenges, not holding on to the bar too tightly or avoid getting thrown off the coaster of life. This all may be too philosophical to understand well, but to keep it simple, I'd say "NO HANDS, NO HANDS" as I look around and soak up the beauty from the top of world and meditate about which direction I'll let the wind take me next.

Back to site, my paradise bamboo hut n. the sand tomorrow...WAAAHOOO!! I'm soo ready after a great, but getting to be long 2 1/2 weeks of lotsa fellow American PCV's, and an endless supply of electricity and running water. I want to get back to the raw life in Antetezambaro. Bring it on, Magnum (yes, I know there are now prob. hundreds of roller coasters that are already much higher than it, but still remains one of my classic faves:)), I'm ready to keep my hands up and Enjoy the Ride!!!! Cheers* amy menaraka koa!

Saturday, May 15, 2010

Maka aina zaho! ( I'm "taking in" some life)






























Just wanted to get some pictures up of my fun Gasy music filled night last night and from vacation last month, while I have good (and free, thanks to Peace Corps!;)) internet. Jayne was a health PCV a year before me, here in Mada, and got evacuated with me, but immediatly came back to be with Mika, her Gasy rock-star man...Mika and Davis is their names' -look out for them, they'll be heading to Europe to tour soon, and who knows, maybe America could be in their future!?. They're a great, guitar pickin, great drumming beats, some boogie blues, some slow rhythmic feel good chill tunes Gasy music. It was sooo great to get to see Jayne and catch up with someone who knows Madagascar from the first time around and get a good dose of soom good live world music at the same time!:)

Yes, my travels up to the northern tip of Madagascar- Antsinanana, then heading off to the mid-south of Mada afterwards, did start off the craziest, tragedy, pain, and sad-ness filled month I've ever experienced, but it all has made me stronger. These pics illustrate some of the beauty that intertwined with the shock of dealing with the car accident (which I'm soooo happy and relieved to relay , all 4 victims are doing well, the mother is actually going back to teach her middle-schoolers next week!:)), followed by witnessing a sick man die on a too- slow moving train, follwed by getting back to site and immediatley witnessing a stillbirth (the lifeless body of a perfectly shaped wee human being was heart-breaking: this was the topper that really made me believe in the power of bad things coming in 3's...but it didn't stop!!) and watching a teenager, from my village of Antetezambaro, slowly pass away from excruciating stomach pains and seizures, which my doctor thought was caused from some sort of poison but they don't really know, coulda been appendicitus I was thinking??? It sure was testing my emotional strength to have to witness these tragedy's , but really made me think about my own future and the fragility of life in general. Working at the CSB has made me realize how into the medical field I really am..it's exciting! But then again, health workers are constantly have to witness these sad, painful sicknesses and deaths, and that's a life that needs some positively strong emotional courage and strength. But I think I have it! And have only gained more through these experiences!
I put up this wicked chamelion who was obviously getting enragd by our close presence, as is illustrated in his bright, vivacious green body quickly changing to fire-truck red! Then these lemurs were adorably curious(in the national park of Ranomafana). I think about 5 got quite close...some were ring-tailed, others were the brown lemur. The wee boy pictured(in the tiny train town of Andrambovato), with his friends, was sooo excited to show my this wasp-looking bug that he caught. I guess it didn't sting cuz he played with it for a while! And the red, clay-boulder filled rushing river (on the road north, coming home from Antinanana)picture is evidence of whyMadagascar is also known as "the big red island". And this gorrrrrgeous sunset was in the northern tip of Antsinana, where the Indian Ocean collides with the Mozambique Channel. Sooo many deep variations of warm colors, highlighting the "sugar loaf" mountain in the distant center. And finally, the top picture, is one of my best friends, Perline, a 17year old girl who I got to know from seeing her pick up her tuberculosis meds daily, before she hit her death bed. She looked kinda skinny, but was still up and active, fairly healthy before I left for Antsinanana but when I came back from vacation, she was all skin and bones and hardly able to stand on her own. Her body stopped absorbing the meds or nutrients from food. But Thankfully, she's on the up, with lotsa prayers and a strong will to live, on her part. She's such a kind-hearted soul, seen in this pic after giving me my kapa trano (house shoes) that she weaved just for me! She still needs all the strong, healthy vibes she can get!!!!
So, mazatoa sary, zaho handeha maka aina (enjoy the pics! I'm going to "take" some life in) As I'm also preparing to organize the 2nd Cirque de SIDA at Lake Montasoa , that is Thursday, May 20th. It should be quite a huuuge festival for all 12 surrounding villages, which could be a few thousand people who show..the more the merrier! Another health PCV and I were busy a couple days ago making 22 posters advertising the festival, which may also include HIV/STI testing right there, for those interested! I"m in charge of organizing, with the mayor of the village, students, the organization Population Services International (PSI) that's bringing their cinemobile video equipment (I did it with them last January, when they came to Antetezambaro to talk about prevnting malaria) to show an AIDS film/ music videos, and delegating jobs for th 35 PCV's that are having their 3 month in-service training. A lotta stuff to think about, but I'm sure everything will work out, it always does!!! :) Cheers* amy menarka!