Forecariah

Life the past few weeks has flown by. I've been in a city named Forecariah for staging (pre-service training). I live with a family there who is really nice and very educated. All stagiares take the name of their host family. My name is Mahawaa Ava Fofana. Both of my host parents are teachers, and my host father is also a principal. They have about 12 children, most of which are older. The older students are studying at the University. I lucked out because my family speaks very good French and some English as well. Forecariah is a very nice town. It is much smaller than Conakry, the first city we were in. All the people there are very nice and always willing to help out their local "Fote". We still train everyday from 8am-5pm, which makes the time fly by.

There isn't much variety on food here. My family gives me rice and sauce everday for dinner, and for breakfast, i eat bread with butter or peanut butter and tea. For lunch, we (the other stagiares and myself) eat in the village.. either in the cafe nearby or in the market. The options are usually egg sandwiches with cheese and mayonaisse, brochettes (which are an unknown type of meat on a kabob then put into a sandwich), rice and sauce, fruits and vegetables, and bread with peanut butter. They have really great vegetables here. I eat alot of avocadoes and cucumbers.

I recently found out where my site will be after training. It's in the region of Guinea called the "Haute". It borders the country of Mali. Haute Guinea is known for being extremely hot and desert-like. One volunteer in that region told me that the hottest temperature she saw there was 142 degrees! Most volunteers in the Haute sleep outside at night because it's so hot.. thank god for my mosquito- net hammock! I will be the 5th Peace Corps volunteer at this site, but the first education volunteer. The other volunteers were all Agroforestry. On the information paper they gave me about my site, it said my hut has a chicken coop, a garden, and a place available for bee-keeping. I guess I'll have to learn how to do these things. In a few weeks, we'll be going to visit our sites for a week, so more details to come when I arrive.

Last week, I killed my first chicken. I have to say, it went better than expected. One person holds down the chicken, while another person cuts off the head. I was the holder of the chicken, which sounds like a better job, except after the head is cut off, blood sprays everywhere and the headless chicken flaps around and I have to hold it down. I have to admit, it was one of the best chickens I ever ate.

I'm going to try to upload some pictures now before my time at the internet cafe expires. But thanks for everyone following me and my adventures here! I'd love to get mail of any type! Anyone interested in calling can get my phone number from my parents.