Tuesday 24 June 2014

It's the End of the Beginning

It has been quite the week. I have officially been sworn in as a Peace Corps Volunteer (hold the applause)

Though now the work has begun! I'm lucky that I get to stay in the same village because the community already knows who I am, and most of the host mothers from PST work at my school. Now this summer it is all about building trust in my community, working with students and creating a relationship with my counterpart, Meerim.

To Sum Up:


Culture Day


Taxi Cabs in Kyrgyzstan


My Apa at Swearing In


Peace Corps Volunteer!


US Ambassador for Kyrgyzstan


Studying Away


Keeping the Silly faces going!


Monday 9 June 2014

PST in full swing!

PST training is coming to a close. 8 long weeks of language, culture and technical trainings have given me the tools to start working.

We found out our permanent sites a few weeks ago. Everyone had their envelopes, opened them at the same time and, to my surprise, mine read:
Oblast-Chui
Village-International
It turns out the village I have been living in will be my home for the next two years! I’m glad I haven’t embarrassed myself too much yet. My host family was so happy that I will be staying near them, though I will be moving in with a different family. I have already met my counterpart, an English teacher at the local school named Meerim. I will be leading a summer English Club for the students to continue their skills and create some kind of relationship before the school year starts. The village is larger, and very close to the county center, a city named Kant. I’m lucky to have a lot of recourses close by and the capitol city is only an hour away. I can probably get coffee, clothes and chicken burgers once a month. I already feel spoiled.

All the other volunteers in my village now are leaving for different parts of the country, so my goal is to see each Oblast at least once. Travel around Kyrgyzstan for the next two years sounds pretty amazing, I must say.

Last weekend was Culture Day, where we dress in traditional Kyrgyz clothing and either dance, sing or act out pieces of their culture. I have a feeling it’s more fun for our host families than it is for us. At the end, my Apa asked me if we “won” culture day, and she didn’t quite understand that it was just for fun.


Next stop: Language Test and Swearing in!!