Year 3 – Volunteering in Cameroon


Gonging Out
July 28, 2011, 9:23 pm
Filed under: Cameroon, Peace Corps, Travel | Tags: , , , , ,
The classic patch, representing a tradition of which I'm proud to be a part

The classic patch, representing a tradition of which I'm proud to be a part

COS is like most other things Peace Corps: an acronym (for Close Of Service) and a lengthy and complex process. When we PCVs (another acronym for you) applied to serve, we all had to go through a one- to two-year process involving being nominated, getting medical and legal clearance—which required a lot of waiting and return visits to the doctor for additional paperwork—all before we could be invited to enter into Peace Corps service. Then after staging in Philadelphia and a slew of uncomfortable vaccination shots came the 11 week training that we had to do in Cameroon before taking the oath of a volunteer. A language level had to be reached too before we were allowed to swear in.

Now the COS process—which usually starts in March—has come to a close and all the paperwork and clearance processes that have to be undergone to return home are finished.  I have received my RPCV (Returned Peace Corps Volunteer) pin and DOS (Description Of Service) and I am ready to leave Cameroon.

The last official event that I participated in was the Gonging Out, which is a tradition for Peace Corps Cameroon in which we are given a small word of praise for our accomplishments, our pin, certification for French language, and a certificate of appreciation from the government of Cameroon. Now all I have to do is pack my bags, make my way to the airport and take off to my next destination!



Final Days

And just like that, one year is coming to it’s conclusion here in Cameroon. It seems like not long ago that I signed on for a third year of service, but in a few days I’ll be going home. Sunday morning, after my bags were loaded onto a bus in the chaotic but charming manner I am used to at the bustling bus station, I left Bamenda for the last time. I gazed over the rolling hills of the North West Region, and I thought how much I would miss this place. I’m now in Yaoundé and will set about this week finalizing all administrative and medical business before I depart at the end of the week.

Looking back on this year I feel like it went pretty well. I didn’t accomplish every little thing I had hopes of doing, but I actually feel like this was my favorite year spent in Cameroon. Not only did I meet great friends and strengthen existing relationships, but I added a few accomplishments too. In the overall scope of things, I feel my contributions are small to say the least, but I hope I’ve helped people to improve their skills and knowledge in a few areas. Even though I’ve been teaching this whole time, I feel liked I’ve learned so much more. I only hope one day I can return.

Here are the photos taken as I made my way out of Bamenda:

Leaving Bamenda Town, North West Region, Cameroon

Leaving Bamenda Town, North West Region, Cameroon

View of Bamenda approching Upstation, North West Region, Cameroon

View of Bamenda approching Upstation, North West Region, Cameroon

Last view of the hills around Bamenda, North West Region, Cameroon

Last view of the hills around Bamenda, North West Region, Cameroon



Independence Day
Landscape of the North West, Cameroon

Landscape of the North West, Cameroon

Happy (belated) 4th from Cameroon! I’m sure everyone back home celebrated at a barbeque, parade or picnic, fireworks lighting up the sky at night and sparklers all around. I didn’t see any fireworks, but I did celebrate nonetheless. I gathered with a few other volunteers and Cameroonian friends in a small town in the hills north of Bamenda and we had chilli, coleslaw and french fries (or is it freedom fries?). A humble celebration, but it was nice to observe it in good company and share the tradition with non-Americans. And it was a beautiful setting in which to be together. This year makes it my fourth year celebrating the 4th of July away from home. But I have to say, I did celebrate a lot this year. After starting Wednesday night at the U.S. Embassy’s formal event, I concluded my stay in Yaoundé by returning to the Embassy Saturday for a good ol’ traditional pool party, complete with grilled hotdogs & cheeseburgers, and live Blues. It was a small slice of the world I’ll be coming back to in August—a stark contrast to say, yesterday, when I had Achu* for lunch in my favorite Chop House**.

*Achu—a traditional food of the North West Region of Cameroon consisting of 1) a paste made of cocoyams & plantains mashed into a bowl-like mound which holds 2) a yellow sauce or soup containing many spices and crushed limestone. You eat it with your index finger and dip the paste into the yellow sauce. Usually served with a cow product such as meat, skin, or towel/tripe (rubbery, inner lining of the stomach) and Njama Njama (fried vegetable greens). It’s an acquired taste but grows on you after a while. Here’s a photo from a great Eating Achu post on Life abroad: As Robert sees it:

Eating Achu: Photo courtesy of www.robrasa.com/hisblog

Eating Achu: Photo courtesy of http://www.robrasa.com/hisblog

** Chop House—pretty self-explanatory; colloquial term for a small restaurant. Chop means to eat in Pidgin English. I guess you could say it’s Cameroon’s version of a diner. Always includes a jovial “mommy” serving the food and the menu is generally limited to a few specialty dishes.



U.S. Embassy Celebrates 50 years of Peace Corps
Yaounde, Cameroon

Yaounde, Cameroon

Hello! People from Cameroon would say the following after not hearing from me in a long time: “ça fait longtemps!” or “you have been missing!” (in both francophone and anglophone, respectively. And I do deserve it… it’s been a while. I’ve been preparing to come home, but also continuing to work here. So I’ve been quite busy. Sometimes the work feels like a lot, and I even feel discouraged from time to time. But when someone, a Cameroonian or American, thanks me for the volunteer work I’m doing it feels really good.

So I was overwhelmed with surprise and joy when a very important American–the U.S. Ambassador to Cameroon–thanked me personally during his remarks at an event in Yaoundé on Wednesday. The U.S. Embassy hosted a celebration in honor of Independence Day and Peace Corps’ 50th Anniversary. In order for us to be well represented, 50 Peace Corps volunteers including myself were invited to attend. The event was very nice and it was great to see my fellow volunteers from around country as well as various officials from the US and Cameroon. Standing alongside other PCVs felt really good as we were given praise. I’d like to thank Ambassador Jackson for his kind words in support of Peace Corps volunteers. You can check out the Ambassador’s Remarks to read what he said in full.

This trip to Yaoundé will be my second to last, seeing as the next time I’ll be here will be to COS or “Close of Service”–Peace Corps loves it’s acronyms.



Where have I been?
Delivering ICT Seminar in WUM, Northwest Region, Cameroon

Delivering ICT Seminar in WUM, Northwest Region, Cameroon

A busy time it is, indeed. Just when I felt my responsibilities were waning slightly and I might begin to focus some of my time on preparing to return to the United States, I was given the opportunity to embark on a seminar tour to teacher training colleges in the Northwest. I had designed a program of ICT seminars a while back, and had done a few pilot programs, but had no way to fund the travel and expenses to take it outside of Bamenda. Recently however, my counterpart, the Inspector Coordinator of the Regional Inspectorate of ICT, a very dynamic woman, arranged for the seminar tour including all of the logistics. I was very happy to take the program on the road, and all in all, it’s been going very well.

So far, we have visited the towns of Ndop, Mbengwi, Foundong, Wum, and have more to go, delivering seminars on topics including Researching though ICT and Learning Through ICT. In short, I’m working with the student teachers to improve their ability to utilize Information and Communication Technology in the classroom to enhance the learning of pupils, as well as give techniques for internet research to improve the teaching process.

I’ve enjoyed traveling, as grueling as traveling can be in Cameroon, and have been taking in the new scenery, meeting new people and colleagues, and have been doing good work—so far I’ve reached over 1,000 student teachers!

Presenting to student teachers in Wum, Northwest Region, Cameroon

Presenting to student teachers in Wum, Northwest Region, Cameroon



Un régal des fruits de mer!
Pirogues on the beach, Kribi, Cameroon

Pirogues on the beach, Kribi, Cameroon

And what a seafood feast it was! Recently in Kribi (which is in French-speaking Cameroon) where I was assisting with a training, I had the opportunity to organize a bountiful meal with some volunteer and Cameroonian friends. It all started when I was taking some time by myself drawing pirogues on the beach (they have a great shape), and different beach-goers were coming by to talk to me. This one fellow, a nice young Cameroonian man, wanted to try his hand at drawing. So I gave him a short lesson and we were friends after that. The next day I had the idea to buy a bunch of fresh seafood and cook it up—so my friend and I, along with his friend who is a cook, went to the market and bought crab, crayfish, and an assortment of other fish including a huge 2.5 Kg “carp” (at least that’s what they called it). And then volunteers and Cameroonians alike all congregated at his house that evening to eat. It was one of the best seafood feasts I’ve ever had. Crab both grilled and boiled, grilled fish and grilled crayfish kebabs. Délicieux!

The evening itself started in a fun way, as nine of us PCVs all took one small hatchback taxi to get to the house! It was like a clown car when we exited the vehicle. After all helping cook over the fire at the outdoor kitchen and eating the delicious meal, some of us went with our Cameroonian hosts to a cultural event called La Fois. A lot of music and dancing took place and our small group of volunteers—or Les Blancs—got on stage and danced for the whole crowd. It was quite The Time.

Crabs galore!

Crabs galore!

"Carp" on the grill

"Carp" on the grill

Crayfish delices!

Crayfish delices!



Family

As we are immersed in the holiday season, and people at home are bustling about and shopping and gathering to celebrate, family is in the forefront of most people’s minds. I can’t say that I’m bustling about as much as I am being tussled about by others’ bustling when I go out here in Cameroon, but I am thinking a lot about my family. And I think I can speak for most volunteers when I say that family is in the forefront of our minds.

“No matter what you’ve done for yourself or for humanity, if you can’t look back on having given love and attention to your own family, what have you really accomplished?”

—Elbert Hubbard

I want to take this opportunity to thank my wonderful family for all the support, encouragement, and understanding they have given me over the years. I may be far away at the moment, but you are always close to my heart and in my thoughts. Miss you all very much. Happy Holidays!

Your son, brother, nephew, cousin, grandson,
Gabriel



Happy Holidays!
Happy Holidays from Cameroon

Happy Holidays from Cameroon

Here’s wishing everyone at home a happy holiday season from Cameroon. Things are very festive here in Bamenda, where I’ll be celebrating this year, with decorations and Christmas carols everywhere. Can’t say the same for the recently passed Hanuka though, but some of us volunteers celebrated together. May all your wishes come true and may the New Year start festively, productively, and with the utmost happiness!



Treks
December 11, 2010, 11:24 pm
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Trekking into the forest, on the way up a mountain

Trekking into the forest, NWR, Cameroon (Photo by De-Ann Abraham)

Recently, I took a walk in the woods with the lovely De-Ann Abraham (PCV science teacher among many other things) and some of her students. I had been asking her to climb this one mountain by her village for some time, so she organized a hike guided by some boys from the village. The hike was very tough at the end, seeing as we had to literally bushwhack our way up—I’m very grateful for her efforts in putting the trip together, and for climbing through mud and thorns and over slippery rock to reach the top! I owe her one for supporting my crazy ideas.

View from the summit

View from the summit

Before reaching the summit, we visited a small village on the way up. To rest, we sat under the shade of a tree and were given palm wine to drink (fermented Raffia Palm sap) called Fuchou in the local language. We were joined by some of the villagers who were really nice and who offered us some jungle fruit, as well as Aföfou, which is a strong drink made of distilled palm wine. There is no electricity in this particular village, so it is very quiet, and people can just sit around talking. We had a great time sitting around and gave out bitter kola nuts as well as bought roasted Groundnuts (peanuts) for everyone.

Before moving on, I was asked for my phone number. Since no one could find any paper or a pencil, I just carved the number into the earth with a cutlass (machete). As a parting gift, the father of the house at which we were gathering gave us a bush rat. Later that evening the boys made a yummy peppé soup with it, which was great after a long day of trekking.

Some other highlights from the trip were numerous log bridges lashed and tied for those trekking to make it over the rivers that cut through the jungle. These were fun to cross, if not a little scary too, especially when raging whitewater was rushing by several meters below!

Crossing a log bridge while trekking in the forest

Crossing a log bridge while trekking in the forest

Village woman giving fruit

Village woman giving fruit (Photo by De-Ann Abraham)

Carving number in the dirt

Carving number in the dirt (Photo by De-Ann Abraham)



Year in Review: Part I
November 29, 2010, 11:17 am
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The ancient volcano cores of Rhumsiki, Extreme North Region of Cameroon

The ancient volcano cores of Rhumsiki, Extreme North Region of Cameroon

At the beginning of this year, I had the opportunity to travel the Extreme North Region, where I celebrated the holidays with some other volunteers and took in the sites. It was an amazing trip and I will never forget it as a part of my time here in Cameroon. In the Extreme North, the environment is so much different from areas in the South; an arid, flat, sub-Saharan realm with some very interesting and unique geological features. I won’t write anymore about what it looked like—I think the photos say it all.

Baobab Tree, Rhumsiki, Extreme North Region of Cameroon

Baobab Tree, Rhumsiki, Extreme North Region of Cameroon

Huts at Rhumsiki, Extreme North Region of Cameroon

Huts at Rhumsiki, Extreme North Region of Cameroon

Stalking Giraffe, Waza National Park, Cameroon

Stalking Giraffe, Waza National Park, Cameroon

When I traveled there it was during the cool season, when temperatures range between 80 and 90 degrees Fahrenheit. Temperatures can get much hotter, reaching up to 120 degrees. The remote location and environmental conditions limit the amount of goods that can be transported there. So life is tough for both the local people and the volunteers living in the Extreme North. But it is culturally diverse, and unique from the rest of Cameroon, with languages spoken ranging from Fulfulde and French to the less-spoken Arabic and Pidgin. The life is simple, so one can subsist without too many amenities. There’s no denying however that the Grand North (consisting of the Extreme North, North and The Adamaoua regions), is somewhat disconnected from the rest of Cameroon.

I’d have to say that the experiences available in the Extreme North are worth the grueling, seemingly endless train ride up there—at least from a visitor’s point of view. When I took the train, there was a 6-hour delay before we departed, and then the train ride took about twenty hours! It was soon forgotten though, replaced by better experiences including Waza National Park, where we had the chance to hang around giraffe, among other wild life. Fortunately, the train ride back to the south was accompanied by many fond memories and beautiful images of the time spent in the Extreme North.

For more info, check out the Wikipedia article Far North Region of Cameroon




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