"...the beauty of the rain...

is how it falls..."


And falls. And falls. And falls.

In the last month the rain gods have descended upon Burkina Faso with a vengeance, at least in the East, where deluge after deluge has left us…soggy. They came a bit late this year but have certainly left their mark. My village is dramatically transformed, resplendent in every imaginable hue of green. As the millet, sorghum and corn continue to grow, people have begun to emerge from the fields, the majority of actual cultivation completed. Tending and weeding are the tasks that remain until the harvest in October. Unfortunately the volume of rain that continues currently threatens crops in more vulnerable areas. Though we're hoping for a gentle conclusion to the season, it still pours at least every other day.

As the beginning of the school year approaches, I find myself in Ouagadougou for a Girls' Ed and Empowerment workshop regarding collaboration with our village parents' associations (APE = Parents' Association, AME = Mothers' Association). The APE/AME workshop includes 9 volunteers and accompanying APE/AME members from their villages (mine is my counterpart and treasurer of my school's APE, Aissatu), as well as officials from the central and regional bureaus of Burkina's Ministry of Primary Education and Department for the Promotion of Girls' Education. The week consists of various lectures, presentations, group activities and, most importantly, the creation of a manual specific to collaborating with APE/AME that will serve as a guide for future generations of volunteers. We just wrapped up our first day, which was so chock full of information that I find myself a bit fatigued, as a scheduled 8-5 day is a little more intensive than what I'm used to in village.

One thing that I've noted about the workshop so far reinforces a characteristic of Peace Corps that I've really come to appreciate, as my understanding of and experiences with development work grow. In order to establish their volunteer programs in a given country and as an appendage of the U.S. government, Peace Corps must be invited by that country's government. As a result, health volunteers collaborate with the Ministry of Health, secondary ed volunteers with the Ministry of Secondary Education, etc. This collaboration gives volunteers a better chance of facilitating projects that are relevant, as we have an immediate and reciprocal relationship with civil servants at a variety of levels. For instance, though I have yet to embark on any major collaboration with officials at the provincial level, I have sought their advice on numerous occassions and taken advantage of their contacts for projects I've undertaken. I also work closely with the Inspection (department-wide administrative body for primary schools) in my village, and hope to facilitate training for many of the APE/AME in our department (which has 29 primary schools) in partnership with my Inspection order to enable them to function more effectively.

I think the fact of Peace Corps' integration within government institutions and the specific programs they've undertaken negates a lot of the criticisms that I'm aware of (and that irk me enormously). We are not intelligence gatherers or remnants of a darker, colonial era and we're not shouldering the white man's burden. We're trying to help our host-country colleagues shoulder theirs. Peace Corps volunteers are, generally speaking, the best integrated, most culturally aware strangers that you'll find in any given developing country. I guarantee it.

A propos to rainy season work...it's been slow going, but I did pull off a pretty neat tree planting project. Moringa oleifera is an astoundingly nutritious, multifunctional tree native to India found in tropical, semi-arid and arid climates. "India's ancient tradition of ayurveda says the leaves of the Moringa tree prevent 300 diseases. Modern science confirms the basic idea. Scientific research has proven that these humble leaves are in fact a powerhouse of nutritional value. Gram for gram, Moringa leaves contain: 7 times the vitamin C found in oranges, 4 times the calcium found in milk, 4 times the vitamin A in carrots, 2 times the protein in milk, and 3 times the potassium found in bananas." (http://treesforlife.org/) Aside from their excceptional nutritional value, Moringa leaves can be used for medicinal purposes, to purify drinking water, to make vegetable oil for use as a healthier alternative to palm oil, as feed to improve the health of livestock and, when planted in and around gardens and fields, their fallen leaves improve plant growth and crop yield. Not too shabby.

Having learned about Moringas from a health volunteer, I went out in search of seeds in my region (where Moringas are fairly rare, unlike some other regions of Burkina). I stopped by an "éspace vert" (nursery) in Fada N'Gourma, my regional capital. The extremely kind and helpful owner enthusiastically showed me his Moringa tree and sold me 200+ seeds for the equivalent of about 50 cents. Next, I went to my local "forestier" (don't know how to explain his function, he's like a department (county)-wide official who gives people permission to cut down trees and is responsible for area forestry and environmental projects initiated by the gov't and NGOs). He offered me planting advice and had one of his helpers plant the seeds and raise the seedlings in a fenced in garden area until they were mature enough for distribution. I also worked with my good friends, Marcel and Martine Comberé, a dynamic village couple who are the president of our high school's APE and the president of our women's association respectively. They helped convene a meeting of the women's association at our village "maison de la femme" (women's community center) to educate those present on the value of Moringa, plant trees at the center and distribute over 150 seedlings to villagers. Our first meeting was a success and I look forward to repeating the experience and continuing with sessions involving the many uses of the plants (after those planted this summer are mature enough). Some people in village have already started using the leaves to make sauce that's served with tô, the staple dish in Burkina made from millet or corn. Since the sauce has more potential for nutrional value than the carbohydrate base (which consists of ground millet or corn "flour" mixed with water, then whipped into a malleable liquid that is cooked and shaped into servings the shape of a flying saucer), the leaves and vegetables used in the sauce (baobab leaves, okra, Moringa) can have a huge impact on health. All in all, an exciting undertaking with lots of possibilities for the coming year.

Now for a few pictures...

Richard, my friend's son, and a Moringa tree, only a few weeks after it was planted as a very small seedling. These suckers grow fast!

Loading up the trees before our education session my village's women's association.

And the educating begins.





Marcel interpreting my French presentation in local language.
It sounded so much more interesting in Mooré.








Planting Moringa trees outside the "Maison de la Femme" (women's community center).





Many hands make light work.





Me and village ladies planting.




Martine and trees.

Madame Legma, Governor of the Central-North region, putting in some face time with the village ladies. She's one of 3 female governors in Burkina and is originally from my village. She visits regularly and provides our women's association (and me) with a lot of support.

So that's the news that's fit. It's been over 15 months since I arrived and I've gotta say, I'm at once amazed that I've made it this far, enthusiastic for the next year, and wary of how quickly I know it will pass. That said, knowing that I'll be home to visit in 3 months is...fantastic. My plane tickets are booked and I'm mentally preparing for the cold and snow of WNY and the overwhelming excess and ease of l'Amerique in general. It's gonna be good.

Thanks for reading.

'Til next time (provided I don't float away during the next downpour),

Chrissy

"Here is a starving child, there is a mad dog; feed her, bomb him...information about Africa reaches us, most of the time, through a series of filters which, by reducing the vast continent to a cluster of emotive slogans, succeed in denying us any sense of complexity, context, truth...the West was always rather arbitrary about the names it pinned to Africa: Nigeria was named for an imperialist's wife, Ethiopia lazily derived from the Greek for 'a person with a black face.'"


Salman Rushdie, "Imaginary Homelands"

"Nothing ever stands still.

We must add to our heritage or lose it,

we must grow greater or grow less,

we must go forward or backward."

George Orwell, "The Lion and the Unicorn"

song of the moment: Imogen Heap's "Hide and Seek"
book i've read that you should too: Jeffrey Sachs' "The End of Poverty"