One year in Botswana

Yesterday marked one year in Botswana with Peace Corps.

Let me tell you it hasn’t been easy at all.

There were days when I didn’t think I would last the rest of the week.

Peace Corps is hard but not in the ways that I imagined.

I’ve never questioned the American portrayal on race relations so much.

Nor ponder the unseen dangers of international development in a developing country.

Or wondered about other people’s integrity as they moonlight as humanitarians or service works.

While I am not living in a mud hut or fetching my own water as most would assume, I am always concerned when people ask me questions about my volunteer role enveloped by these old ideals.

But suffice to say it has been a learning process and one that challenges me to better myself. I am working on a book that will detail my true feelings on the experience.

Look out for it next spring!

The best way to sum up the past 12 months is through pictures. You guys know I love pictures 🙂

Let’s go!

Me with the Kgosi/Court President of my township.

Me and the Kgosi

Life savers!

Life Savers!

2 of the beautiful ladies that work in my office. I am actually working on a short film where I interviewed the people in my office and our township kgosi (above). Stay tuned for that release.

Neo

Raka

A house I helped to clean out. Built for orphans in a neighboring village (previous volunteers project).

House in Dukwi

The program I am most proud of accomplishing so far. Grassroot Soccer! Me and my counterpart (guy in the back) led 18 junior secondary school girls in hiv/AIDS awareness and life skills with this program that uses some soccer methodologies. It was so much fun!