Limited access to phones and Internet. Very different from Yaounde. I'm out in a remote village with very little creature comforts. The people are incredibly nice, but I've never been a person into "roughing" it and that's exactly what it is like out here.
The environment is lush. In the mountains surrounded by waterfalls. Will try to update more when I can get to another computer.
Experiences like this makes you appreciate the standard of living in the US :-)
Sunday, July 29, 2007
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Seems like a fairy tale, part two
The next day three delightful Tikar women from Belo, who live in Yaoundé, came to see me. They welcomed me to Cameroon and invited me to join their women’s organization, which helps Tikar people in the northwest province. I will pay the membership fee and join.
Belo is the location of the other organization where I’m volunteering. I was supposed to meet my contact there Saturday and stay until Wednesday. But he and I have been having problems connecting and confirming. I was about to abandon the idea of volunteering there and meeting the Tikar tribe until the visit from the ladies. They said they planned to call the mayor of Belo to meet me Saturday. Although not confirmed, they said I will probably be staying in one of his residences. He’ll show me around and provide some history for me. The ladies expressed regret that because of slavery I have lost my African ancestral family name. As a result the mayor and the others in the tribe would not be able to trace my specific family. (When my finances allow, I will hire a private investigator to do a record search starting in Mississippi to trace my family name. It’s doubtful, but it’s worth a try.)
They were so nice to me and kept saying how God had brought me to them. They prayed a blessing over me. Their warmth and sincerity actually made me cry. They asked about my parents and fully expect me to bring my daughter and brothers here next year so they can welcome them as members of the Tikar tribe.
During the visit from the Tikar ladies, Martin came in and invited them to my mufua ceremony. They promised to come and wear the uniform that represents the tribe and their organization. In addition, during the workshop, Martin invited all the participants to the mufua ceremony. Of course, this will generate good publicity for CITEC, as well as making me feel part of a family.
Now you can see why I used the term fairy tale to describe these events. It truly sounds like a plot from a Hollywood feel good movie. I had no expectations about this trip. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine these experiences. Like all of us, I have had my share of rejection and abandonment. Therefore it has been a true blessing to be so warmly welcomed and appreciated by so many people.
On my 'milestone' birthday last week I had this unfamiliar moment of peace in my soul. I knew that I was in a place in my life where acceptance by others no longer mattered. I find it interesting that within a week of REALLY letting go my lifelong obsession for acceptance, I’m experiencing acceptance in abundance (except at the Yaoundé airport :-)
I don’t know what tomorrow will bring. By the end of this trip they might want to run me out of the country :-) But this woman who grew up an unattractive, socially awkward girl from Meridian, Mississippi TREASURES AND APPRECIATES EVERY MOMENT.
Belo is the location of the other organization where I’m volunteering. I was supposed to meet my contact there Saturday and stay until Wednesday. But he and I have been having problems connecting and confirming. I was about to abandon the idea of volunteering there and meeting the Tikar tribe until the visit from the ladies. They said they planned to call the mayor of Belo to meet me Saturday. Although not confirmed, they said I will probably be staying in one of his residences. He’ll show me around and provide some history for me. The ladies expressed regret that because of slavery I have lost my African ancestral family name. As a result the mayor and the others in the tribe would not be able to trace my specific family. (When my finances allow, I will hire a private investigator to do a record search starting in Mississippi to trace my family name. It’s doubtful, but it’s worth a try.)
They were so nice to me and kept saying how God had brought me to them. They prayed a blessing over me. Their warmth and sincerity actually made me cry. They asked about my parents and fully expect me to bring my daughter and brothers here next year so they can welcome them as members of the Tikar tribe.
During the visit from the Tikar ladies, Martin came in and invited them to my mufua ceremony. They promised to come and wear the uniform that represents the tribe and their organization. In addition, during the workshop, Martin invited all the participants to the mufua ceremony. Of course, this will generate good publicity for CITEC, as well as making me feel part of a family.
Now you can see why I used the term fairy tale to describe these events. It truly sounds like a plot from a Hollywood feel good movie. I had no expectations about this trip. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine these experiences. Like all of us, I have had my share of rejection and abandonment. Therefore it has been a true blessing to be so warmly welcomed and appreciated by so many people.
On my 'milestone' birthday last week I had this unfamiliar moment of peace in my soul. I knew that I was in a place in my life where acceptance by others no longer mattered. I find it interesting that within a week of REALLY letting go my lifelong obsession for acceptance, I’m experiencing acceptance in abundance (except at the Yaoundé airport :-)
I don’t know what tomorrow will bring. By the end of this trip they might want to run me out of the country :-) But this woman who grew up an unattractive, socially awkward girl from Meridian, Mississippi TREASURES AND APPRECIATES EVERY MOMENT.
Seems like a fairy tale, part one
After Tuesday’s presentation, Martin said he wanted to have a serious discussion with me. I listened as he explained that he is a nobleman in his tribe called Fontem. His position is called a nkem (kim). He and other nkems serve just below the tribal chief. There are pictures of him dressed in ceremonial robes. I just thought they were typical African traditional clothing. As he was speaking, his wife got up and showed more pictures to confirm his position.
Each nkem can select a woman, called a mufua (moo-frwa), to be his assistant. The mufua represents the nkem in business matters and makes sure his wishes are executed. The mufua also manages other women in the tribe. Other women must cater to her and defer to her wishes. I guess you can tell where I'm going with this. Nkem Martin Amin asked me to be a mufua in the Fontem tribe, based on my work and attitude.
Of course I thought he was having a joke at the expense of his clueless African American visitor. But he and the entire family insisted that this was a legitimate invitation, not commonly extended. The attitude of the children convinced me the most. They were deadly serious, no snickering or teasing me the way they sometimes do.
After getting further assurance from his wife, I humbly accepted. It's an honor that he would think enough of me to embrace me in his family and his tribe. I have tremendous respect and admiration for this scholarly, kind gentleman.
But this is the kicker: on the Thursday before I leave, there will the first of two ceremonies. In the first ceremony on Thursday, they will anoint me as a mufua. Then they want me to return next May to go to their tribe in the southwest province for a second ceremony in front of the chief and the entire tribe. I am to bring my daughter and brothers, as they will now be related to a mufua. (I have to check, but I think they said this title passes down to my daughter. I know the nkem title passes down to one of Martin’s sons.)
Since I'm Tikar from the northwest province I asked if I can assume this role in the Fontem tribe in the southwest province. According to Martin and Stella, all the western provinces, be it north or south, have this concept of mufua. So a Tikar can be a mufua in the Fontem tribe.
So I will now be Mufua BeLinda Nichols.
Note: Although I appreciate and embrace this honor, the egalitarian soul that I am does not feel comfortable being in a position that requires other women to cater to me. However, since I don’t live here or in the village, it won’t pose a problem :-)
Each nkem can select a woman, called a mufua (moo-frwa), to be his assistant. The mufua represents the nkem in business matters and makes sure his wishes are executed. The mufua also manages other women in the tribe. Other women must cater to her and defer to her wishes. I guess you can tell where I'm going with this. Nkem Martin Amin asked me to be a mufua in the Fontem tribe, based on my work and attitude.
Of course I thought he was having a joke at the expense of his clueless African American visitor. But he and the entire family insisted that this was a legitimate invitation, not commonly extended. The attitude of the children convinced me the most. They were deadly serious, no snickering or teasing me the way they sometimes do.
After getting further assurance from his wife, I humbly accepted. It's an honor that he would think enough of me to embrace me in his family and his tribe. I have tremendous respect and admiration for this scholarly, kind gentleman.
But this is the kicker: on the Thursday before I leave, there will the first of two ceremonies. In the first ceremony on Thursday, they will anoint me as a mufua. Then they want me to return next May to go to their tribe in the southwest province for a second ceremony in front of the chief and the entire tribe. I am to bring my daughter and brothers, as they will now be related to a mufua. (I have to check, but I think they said this title passes down to my daughter. I know the nkem title passes down to one of Martin’s sons.)
Since I'm Tikar from the northwest province I asked if I can assume this role in the Fontem tribe in the southwest province. According to Martin and Stella, all the western provinces, be it north or south, have this concept of mufua. So a Tikar can be a mufua in the Fontem tribe.
So I will now be Mufua BeLinda Nichols.
Note: Although I appreciate and embrace this honor, the egalitarian soul that I am does not feel comfortable being in a position that requires other women to cater to me. However, since I don’t live here or in the village, it won’t pose a problem :-)
For my soror in Los Angeles . . .
Being here with the men in Cameroon is like being a diabetic in a Whitman sampler. You have all these delicious chocolate flavors, but you're afraid to take a bite because you might go into shock ;-)
Despite it all I still managed to get photos . . .
I will load them up later today on Shutterfly. com (or some other similar photo sharing site)and provide the link.
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Television . . .
Besides their own national television outlet, Cameroonians primarily get South African, French, and South American sports and entertainment.
They seem to get their news primarily from Cameroonian national TV and from CNN.
I haven't seen BBC coverage, but I heard someone mention it, so perhaps I just haven't seen it on the TV where I am.
The only American influence I see is CNN and a few shows imported from America like Heroes and other dramas. I've also seen a few BET videos and some pop music videos.
Of course being Cameroon, there is plenty of soccer coverage! Cameroon IS SOCCER!! It seems as if the main soccer coverage outlet comes from South Africa (as well as
local Cameroonian coverage). The South Africans cover soccer in a similar style to ESPN. In fact, I think the outlet I was watching had an ESPN affiliation. Unfortunately, I don't like soccer. They seem so disappointed when I'm not familiar with past or present Cameroonian soccer players, but I'm going to try to make better efforts to at least know the players and more about the game.
They are as passionate about soccer here as I am about American football players and the game.
As you would expect, the majority of images on the screen are black, which thrilled me. All my life, I've been a "minority". In the US it's always a major social and political struggle to see yourself portrayed positively, and as a child growing up it was just a struggle to be on the screen at all! It's really draining to be embroiled in an never ending controversy for your humanity. So to see these images almost made me cry. It's frustrating to exclusively have your standard of beauty defined by a European standard that you can't meet or shouldn't have to meet. ALL people are beautiful and ALL images should be portrayed in the media. Those in the house who lived in Canada have a clue of what I'm talking about, but even they still don't quite get how I feel because African TV is their life and this is all they know.
Despite seeing black images on African TV, you see also frequently see all types of images--Latin, Asian, African, European--a truer representation of humanity.
The main source of television entertainment comes from Nigerian TV. Every night we watch dramas from Nigeria. The production values are not the greatest,
but the stories are very interesting and they give you a true glimpse of African life and culture. Usually the shows are two-parters and you don't have
to wait until the next night to see the second part. The shows are mostly morality plays. There is always a central character who struggles with
a moral dilemma. You see this character make mistakes, suffer tragic consequences, and overcome to become a better person. Watching these shows have given
me an insight on how Africans conduct business, arrange marriages, take care of orphans/indigents, and balance tribal tradition with modern lifestyle.
One nice thing about TV here is that there are hardly any commercials!!!!!!!!!!!
They seem to get their news primarily from Cameroonian national TV and from CNN.
I haven't seen BBC coverage, but I heard someone mention it, so perhaps I just haven't seen it on the TV where I am.
The only American influence I see is CNN and a few shows imported from America like Heroes and other dramas. I've also seen a few BET videos and some pop music videos.
Of course being Cameroon, there is plenty of soccer coverage! Cameroon IS SOCCER!! It seems as if the main soccer coverage outlet comes from South Africa (as well as
local Cameroonian coverage). The South Africans cover soccer in a similar style to ESPN. In fact, I think the outlet I was watching had an ESPN affiliation. Unfortunately, I don't like soccer. They seem so disappointed when I'm not familiar with past or present Cameroonian soccer players, but I'm going to try to make better efforts to at least know the players and more about the game.
They are as passionate about soccer here as I am about American football players and the game.
As you would expect, the majority of images on the screen are black, which thrilled me. All my life, I've been a "minority". In the US it's always a major social and political struggle to see yourself portrayed positively, and as a child growing up it was just a struggle to be on the screen at all! It's really draining to be embroiled in an never ending controversy for your humanity. So to see these images almost made me cry. It's frustrating to exclusively have your standard of beauty defined by a European standard that you can't meet or shouldn't have to meet. ALL people are beautiful and ALL images should be portrayed in the media. Those in the house who lived in Canada have a clue of what I'm talking about, but even they still don't quite get how I feel because African TV is their life and this is all they know.
Despite seeing black images on African TV, you see also frequently see all types of images--Latin, Asian, African, European--a truer representation of humanity.
The main source of television entertainment comes from Nigerian TV. Every night we watch dramas from Nigeria. The production values are not the greatest,
but the stories are very interesting and they give you a true glimpse of African life and culture. Usually the shows are two-parters and you don't have
to wait until the next night to see the second part. The shows are mostly morality plays. There is always a central character who struggles with
a moral dilemma. You see this character make mistakes, suffer tragic consequences, and overcome to become a better person. Watching these shows have given
me an insight on how Africans conduct business, arrange marriages, take care of orphans/indigents, and balance tribal tradition with modern lifestyle.
One nice thing about TV here is that there are hardly any commercials!!!!!!!!!!!
First workshop presentation
About an hour or so before the presentation, there was a torrential downpour. It is the rainy season here, but I haven't seen rain since I've been here--until today. Martin and the CITEC staff were afraid that the rain would discourage participation. It rained heavily until about 15 minutes before the start of the presentation. When I arrived I was surprised that their was a decent number of people who showed up. I wanted to start with just those people. But Martin and Stella insisted I wait because it's hard for some of them to travel in the rain. So I reluctantly waited for 30 minutes and they were right to have me to start late. By then the room was filled. A lot of the participants came because they saw the TV show and wanted to see the American Tikar who is finding her roots. It's amazing how powerful the media is. I am now known throughout that entire country. It's kinda creepy and exciting at the same time. Some other attendees were there from the ministry and the universities, as well as some current CITEC students.
As I said last night about the TV appearance, it's good I don't know anyone in Cameroon. Everyone from the school was impressed by the dignitaries. But to me they were just participants in the workshop.
So I felt completely uninhibited and conducted my lecture the way I do in my classes at SFSU. One ministry official gave me intimidating stares that seemed to say "let's see what this lame American girl can offer to a high dignitary like me". Again, since I didn't know him I just did my thing. At the end of the evening, he was very complimentary to me and was asking for my opinions about things.
Just goes to show that if you're confident and competent, you can survive all kinds intimidating experiences. It took me many, MANY, years to get that truth.
They were really impressed. And I have to admit I think I did a good job. But I believe anyone with good public speaking skills could have pulled this off.
I think I just stand out because I'm a long,lost relative from the US, who's been fortunate enough to work in some major corporations and
provide a level of information they'd rarely get a chance to learn.
It was gratifying to see how they grasped the knowledge. Cameroonians REALLY APPRECIATE education and they absorb any knowledge they can. They make teaching the rewarding endeavor
it is supposed to be. Their focus is on community development projects. During our breakout session, they developed projects like building bridges, improving hospital,
and so on. No one seemed to be interested in software development or IT projects, which is where I placed my emphasis. I will change my focus accordingly for the remainder
of the workshop.
Since the first presentation went smoothly, I won't bore you with posts about the remaining three unless something "belindadelic" happens, and hey one never knows with me. :-)
As I said last night about the TV appearance, it's good I don't know anyone in Cameroon. Everyone from the school was impressed by the dignitaries. But to me they were just participants in the workshop.
So I felt completely uninhibited and conducted my lecture the way I do in my classes at SFSU. One ministry official gave me intimidating stares that seemed to say "let's see what this lame American girl can offer to a high dignitary like me". Again, since I didn't know him I just did my thing. At the end of the evening, he was very complimentary to me and was asking for my opinions about things.
Just goes to show that if you're confident and competent, you can survive all kinds intimidating experiences. It took me many, MANY, years to get that truth.
They were really impressed. And I have to admit I think I did a good job. But I believe anyone with good public speaking skills could have pulled this off.
I think I just stand out because I'm a long,lost relative from the US, who's been fortunate enough to work in some major corporations and
provide a level of information they'd rarely get a chance to learn.
It was gratifying to see how they grasped the knowledge. Cameroonians REALLY APPRECIATE education and they absorb any knowledge they can. They make teaching the rewarding endeavor
it is supposed to be. Their focus is on community development projects. During our breakout session, they developed projects like building bridges, improving hospital,
and so on. No one seemed to be interested in software development or IT projects, which is where I placed my emphasis. I will change my focus accordingly for the remainder
of the workshop.
Since the first presentation went smoothly, I won't bore you with posts about the remaining three unless something "belindadelic" happens, and hey one never knows with me. :-)
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Television appearance
It went really well. I think the main reason was because I don't know anybody in Cameroon. When we went to the television station, most of the folks who accompanied me were excited and star struck by the TV personalities. After all, this is their national television outlet and one of their highest rated shows. These personalities are like Oprah, Letterman, Leno, and Brokaw to them. But I didn't know them at all, except the two I met the night I arrived. So it was no big deal to me in that sense. But I was excited for the people with me and I wanted to do a good job for CITEC. Unfortunately for CITEC, the interviewer asked very few questions that allowed me to talk about the school. The questions focused mainly on my DNA test and pursuit of my
Cameroonian heritage. I was concerned that the people of CITEC may have thought I pulled a fast one and purposely wanted to focus on me. But they understood my position and didn't have any hard feelings against me. Plus, they knew I tried to mention CITEC as much as possible under the circumstances. One funny note: The interviewer noted that I was single. She asked me what I thought of Cameroonian men. I said they were strikingly handsome and I couldn't keep my eyes off them. (which is true!) I received loud applause from the men in the audience, Then she told the male viewers all over the country that I was available. Right after the show I started getting calls!!!! Go figure. I had to reach the "golden" years of my life and travel to another continent to get "some play". Oh well, better late than never . . .
Note: Since the appearance, people are very concerned about me finding my Tikar family. A group of Tikar women are supposed to be contacting me. I have to admit I'm ashamed to say that I really hadn't focused on trying to find the exact family. It seems like an impossible task. I was just happy to trace to Cameroon. Their interest and concern is now prompting me to consider trying to take that next step.
Cameroonian heritage. I was concerned that the people of CITEC may have thought I pulled a fast one and purposely wanted to focus on me. But they understood my position and didn't have any hard feelings against me. Plus, they knew I tried to mention CITEC as much as possible under the circumstances. One funny note: The interviewer noted that I was single. She asked me what I thought of Cameroonian men. I said they were strikingly handsome and I couldn't keep my eyes off them. (which is true!) I received loud applause from the men in the audience, Then she told the male viewers all over the country that I was available. Right after the show I started getting calls!!!! Go figure. I had to reach the "golden" years of my life and travel to another continent to get "some play". Oh well, better late than never . . .
Note: Since the appearance, people are very concerned about me finding my Tikar family. A group of Tikar women are supposed to be contacting me. I have to admit I'm ashamed to say that I really hadn't focused on trying to find the exact family. It seems like an impossible task. I was just happy to trace to Cameroon. Their interest and concern is now prompting me to consider trying to take that next step.
The story of why they hate to be photographed
Here's a follow up to why Cameroonians hate to be photographed.
While touring downtown Yaounde, my lame tourist self insisted on
taking more pictures. I took a snapshot of some workers on the street. When they say me they started running toward me in anger. They wanted to snatch the camera from me. My guides had to protect me! They were shouting at me in French. They
only thing I could respond was "desole" ("sorry in French). My guides explained that they were saying they wanted to be asked to be photographed. They didn't necessarily mind photos. They just didn't want some stranger taking their picture without permission,which is SO totally fair and understandable. This is when my guide explained the reasons why I and other tourist have problems taking photos. Cameroonians are angered by foreign photographers because:
>>Foreigners have taken their pictures without permission and often made a profit from them. They feel they've been taken advantage of financially. Although I hear a lot of criticism about capitalism, they respect the dollar or shall I say the franc.
>>When foreigners have taken photos, they only show negative or unflattering images, such as shanty houses, poor people on the streets, filth and debris and so on. They also want the world to see the good parts and things of Cameroon.
>>Foreigners, in the guise of tourists, have taken pictures of government buildings, military installations, and so on. However,these tourists turned out to be informants for foreign governments. As a result, the pictures were used for covert military
operations adversely affecting the country.
When I learned of this, I stopped being so bent out of shape because I couldn't take my tourist photos. I understood why it is so hard to find pictures of things in Cameroon. I'm still able to take photos, but I respect their space and privacy. So
the few photos I have managed to get of sensitive areas, I will not publish. (I think no one will mind me sharing "harmless" photos.) And I probably won't get to produce the extensive documentary I wanted since my subject matter is so limited. But it would hurt me to know that my desire to post some photos and produce a documentary made them feel that I compromised their security and showed them a lack of respect.
While touring downtown Yaounde, my lame tourist self insisted on
taking more pictures. I took a snapshot of some workers on the street. When they say me they started running toward me in anger. They wanted to snatch the camera from me. My guides had to protect me! They were shouting at me in French. They
only thing I could respond was "desole" ("sorry in French). My guides explained that they were saying they wanted to be asked to be photographed. They didn't necessarily mind photos. They just didn't want some stranger taking their picture without permission,which is SO totally fair and understandable. This is when my guide explained the reasons why I and other tourist have problems taking photos. Cameroonians are angered by foreign photographers because:
>>Foreigners have taken their pictures without permission and often made a profit from them. They feel they've been taken advantage of financially. Although I hear a lot of criticism about capitalism, they respect the dollar or shall I say the franc.
>>When foreigners have taken photos, they only show negative or unflattering images, such as shanty houses, poor people on the streets, filth and debris and so on. They also want the world to see the good parts and things of Cameroon.
>>Foreigners, in the guise of tourists, have taken pictures of government buildings, military installations, and so on. However,these tourists turned out to be informants for foreign governments. As a result, the pictures were used for covert military
operations adversely affecting the country.
When I learned of this, I stopped being so bent out of shape because I couldn't take my tourist photos. I understood why it is so hard to find pictures of things in Cameroon. I'm still able to take photos, but I respect their space and privacy. So
the few photos I have managed to get of sensitive areas, I will not publish. (I think no one will mind me sharing "harmless" photos.) And I probably won't get to produce the extensive documentary I wanted since my subject matter is so limited. But it would hurt me to know that my desire to post some photos and produce a documentary made them feel that I compromised their security and showed them a lack of respect.
My Host Family
Martin and his family are wonderful people. They have been so kind to me. I want people to know a bit about them.
Martin
Founded CITEC. Educated in Ottawa,Canada and has a Ph.d in statistical analysis. (In fact, he's in charge of montoring
the integrity of voting results in Cameroon!) Has written several books, including
research analysis and the educational process of Cameroon. Has taught in several universities in Africa: Yaounde, Uganda, and I think Ghana (need to verify that). Many people refer to him as "Daddy" because he's helps EVERYONE and has mentored countless numbers of people.
Stella
Martin's wife. Educated in Ottawa, Canada. Has a degree in education. Teaches secondary level high school. Mother of five sons who are being educated in Ottawa. Takes care of five "adopted" children. Great supportive person. Very kind and a GREAT COOK.
Five sons
Edmund, Kenneth, Marvin, Nelson, and Franklin. (not in chronological order) All live and go to school in Canada. Ages range from 19 to 30. Helped their father start CITEC by providing computers and technical expertise and support. All of them are being educated and/or working as computer engineers.
"Adopted" children ( I made a mistake in an earlier post and said they were taking care of four children)
Elizabeth: Will be 20 years old. Very kind. Warm smile. Great work ethic.
Stella: 13 years old. Sweet, sweet girl. Beautiful smile, Very dutiful and endearing.
Martin: not sure of age. I guess around 8 or 9. Very shy around me. Well behaved and respectful.
Joel: not sure of age. I guess between 14 to 17. Has hard time understanding my accent. Pretends not to like me, but I see him smiling at me from the corner of my eye when my back is turned.javascript:void(0)
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George: 21, could be older, but perhaps not much older. Really don't think he likes me, basically because I'm American. But I can tell I'm growing on him :-)
I get a lot of insight from the children and I'll share more of that in later posts.
Martin
Founded CITEC. Educated in Ottawa,Canada and has a Ph.d in statistical analysis. (In fact, he's in charge of montoring
the integrity of voting results in Cameroon!) Has written several books, including
research analysis and the educational process of Cameroon. Has taught in several universities in Africa: Yaounde, Uganda, and I think Ghana (need to verify that). Many people refer to him as "Daddy" because he's helps EVERYONE and has mentored countless numbers of people.
Stella
Martin's wife. Educated in Ottawa, Canada. Has a degree in education. Teaches secondary level high school. Mother of five sons who are being educated in Ottawa. Takes care of five "adopted" children. Great supportive person. Very kind and a GREAT COOK.
Five sons
Edmund, Kenneth, Marvin, Nelson, and Franklin. (not in chronological order) All live and go to school in Canada. Ages range from 19 to 30. Helped their father start CITEC by providing computers and technical expertise and support. All of them are being educated and/or working as computer engineers.
"Adopted" children ( I made a mistake in an earlier post and said they were taking care of four children)
Elizabeth: Will be 20 years old. Very kind. Warm smile. Great work ethic.
Stella: 13 years old. Sweet, sweet girl. Beautiful smile, Very dutiful and endearing.
Martin: not sure of age. I guess around 8 or 9. Very shy around me. Well behaved and respectful.
Joel: not sure of age. I guess between 14 to 17. Has hard time understanding my accent. Pretends not to like me, but I see him smiling at me from the corner of my eye when my back is turned.javascript:void(0)
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George: 21, could be older, but perhaps not much older. Really don't think he likes me, basically because I'm American. But I can tell I'm growing on him :-)
I get a lot of insight from the children and I'll share more of that in later posts.
Election Day
Note: Originally written on 7/22
7/22 is the day of national elections in Cameroon. There are 51 political parties. Wow!
Paul Biya is currently the President. He has been president since 1982.
The country is very excited about the elections. Their elections are held on Sunday.
Businesses that are normally open on Sunday are closed today.
Right now I'm looking at Cameroonian television coverage of the election.
The president and his wife just cast their votes. There was
mass excitement among the people to see them vote. There was coverage all morning.
After the president voted, full scale coverage ended :-)
I've been told that the ruling party stays in power mainly because of government workers. They secure their jobs by supporting
the status quo. That's the reason the President and his party have stayed in power for so long.
What I don't understand is the term limits issue in Cameroon. I need to ask how the president has justified
his many terms.
The newscasters continually urged Cameroonians to vote and exercise their democratic
right to vote. I'm impressed to see how attentive the young people are to the elections. They are glued to the television. Last night I overheard a conversation among them. One of the children asked one of the older ones if he was planning to vote. His response was "Yes, I'm supposed to vote." En masse the other children scolded him and SHOUTED you shouldn't say you're supposed to vote,
but that you're GOING TO VOTE. He had to assure them that he'd be voting.
The election process is peaceful in Cameroon, but of course not perfect.
Some younger voters were frustrated because they couldn't find their names on the voting list or their voting card had unexplainedly expired. (Sound familiar to you folks in Ohio and Florida!) They had international observers to monitor the elections. I found that funny. I agree with Jimmy Carter. We need international monitors in the US, not just in foreign countries. One other observation-- the children, as well as the adults were distressed that only 600,000 out of two million people in Douala ( the second largest city in Cameroon) were registered to vote. They were genuinely disturbed that the folks there were not more actively
engaged in the voting process. (I'll have to check, but I suspect percentage wise these are better numbers than some places in the US.)
Voting ends at 6pm.
Update: The election results indicate that the ruling party remains.
7/22 is the day of national elections in Cameroon. There are 51 political parties. Wow!
Paul Biya is currently the President. He has been president since 1982.
The country is very excited about the elections. Their elections are held on Sunday.
Businesses that are normally open on Sunday are closed today.
Right now I'm looking at Cameroonian television coverage of the election.
The president and his wife just cast their votes. There was
mass excitement among the people to see them vote. There was coverage all morning.
After the president voted, full scale coverage ended :-)
I've been told that the ruling party stays in power mainly because of government workers. They secure their jobs by supporting
the status quo. That's the reason the President and his party have stayed in power for so long.
What I don't understand is the term limits issue in Cameroon. I need to ask how the president has justified
his many terms.
The newscasters continually urged Cameroonians to vote and exercise their democratic
right to vote. I'm impressed to see how attentive the young people are to the elections. They are glued to the television. Last night I overheard a conversation among them. One of the children asked one of the older ones if he was planning to vote. His response was "Yes, I'm supposed to vote." En masse the other children scolded him and SHOUTED you shouldn't say you're supposed to vote,
but that you're GOING TO VOTE. He had to assure them that he'd be voting.
The election process is peaceful in Cameroon, but of course not perfect.
Some younger voters were frustrated because they couldn't find their names on the voting list or their voting card had unexplainedly expired. (Sound familiar to you folks in Ohio and Florida!) They had international observers to monitor the elections. I found that funny. I agree with Jimmy Carter. We need international monitors in the US, not just in foreign countries. One other observation-- the children, as well as the adults were distressed that only 600,000 out of two million people in Douala ( the second largest city in Cameroon) were registered to vote. They were genuinely disturbed that the folks there were not more actively
engaged in the voting process. (I'll have to check, but I suspect percentage wise these are better numbers than some places in the US.)
Voting ends at 6pm.
Update: The election results indicate that the ruling party remains.
Update: Cultural faux pauxs . . .
Right after I made the first post, I went back and saw that the women who expressed that opinion were wearing slacks. Either I'm a evil western influence or they felt sorry for me and wanted me to feel welcome :-) But I doubt I'll see any jeans on them!
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Cultural faux pauxs . . .
As I mentioned in the previous post, I'm a rabbit mouth American :-)
I'm also not lady-like because a woman "my age" shouldn't be wearing so many trousers, particularly jeans!
Believe me, I take all this in stride. It's a good lesson in cultural differences.
I have to admit that I am concerned that I won't be understood when I'm delivering my lectures. I'll try to slow down, but I can't change the way I speak in 48 hours. (This is really funny because I'm always telling my English as second language students to slow down during their presentation. I bet they wish they could see me now!!!)
I did bring skirts for my television appearances. I brought capri slacks for my workshop presentations, which apparently is acceptable. Plus as I watch TV and look around, many women wear jeans and slacks--even the first lady of the country wears slacks.
I think the problem with me is the age--a woman my age. It's OK for the younger women to wear slacks, not just some old spinster like me :-) :-)
All in all people have been wonderful to me. They still treat me like a queen. The food has been fabulous and the weather perfect. But I just want to document EVERYTHING I experience. Very few people visit Cameroon so I have a rare opportunity to reveal the culture to the world. And it's a great culture. In future posts I will highlight that so it won't seem as if I'm portraying a negative picture.
I'm also not lady-like because a woman "my age" shouldn't be wearing so many trousers, particularly jeans!
Believe me, I take all this in stride. It's a good lesson in cultural differences.
I have to admit that I am concerned that I won't be understood when I'm delivering my lectures. I'll try to slow down, but I can't change the way I speak in 48 hours. (This is really funny because I'm always telling my English as second language students to slow down during their presentation. I bet they wish they could see me now!!!)
I did bring skirts for my television appearances. I brought capri slacks for my workshop presentations, which apparently is acceptable. Plus as I watch TV and look around, many women wear jeans and slacks--even the first lady of the country wears slacks.
I think the problem with me is the age--a woman my age. It's OK for the younger women to wear slacks, not just some old spinster like me :-) :-)
All in all people have been wonderful to me. They still treat me like a queen. The food has been fabulous and the weather perfect. But I just want to document EVERYTHING I experience. Very few people visit Cameroon so I have a rare opportunity to reveal the culture to the world. And it's a great culture. In future posts I will highlight that so it won't seem as if I'm portraying a negative picture.
From the mouths of babes . . .
The children of the house and their friends were laughing at me. At first I didn't know why and in fact I didn't mind. After all children will be children. Eventually, my curiosity got the best of me and I had to ask why. They said they couldn't understand a word I was saying. I talked to fast. They said I was a typical American--rabbit mouth! They went on to compare and contrast American English versus British English. And of course, they criticized American English as being inferior. We don't take the time to enunciate words like the British and as a result it's harder for them to understand us.
I have to admit the criticism revealed an American bias on my part. I always think of other cultures as sounding strange. I was so focused on trying to decipher their accents that it didn't occur to me they were having the same problem! Shame on me!
Now this conversation revealed the resentment younger people have for America. It goes without saying they (not just the children) hate American foreign policy and the war in Iraq. When I asked one of the kids to come visit me in America, you would have thought I had cursed his family. He had no interest. Now I don't know if this is reflective of all youngsters in Cameroon. I haven't been here long enough to meet others, but somehow I think it "might" be the general attitude. They prefer Europe and Canada.
I even had someone (not the children) to tell me that it might be best for me not to tell many people I'm American for the sake of my safety! I should emphasize that I have Cameroonian heritage. Not don't be alarmed. I'm in a safe place here, protected by my hosts. But I think if I were on my own without knowing someone, I'd be wrapping up my visit pretty quickly :-) And I sure won't being going out at night!
Again I'm in no REAL danger, but it emphasizes the point of how current American policy has severely damaged the reputation of the USA to the world.
Good job, Mr. Bush!!
I have to admit the criticism revealed an American bias on my part. I always think of other cultures as sounding strange. I was so focused on trying to decipher their accents that it didn't occur to me they were having the same problem! Shame on me!
Now this conversation revealed the resentment younger people have for America. It goes without saying they (not just the children) hate American foreign policy and the war in Iraq. When I asked one of the kids to come visit me in America, you would have thought I had cursed his family. He had no interest. Now I don't know if this is reflective of all youngsters in Cameroon. I haven't been here long enough to meet others, but somehow I think it "might" be the general attitude. They prefer Europe and Canada.
I even had someone (not the children) to tell me that it might be best for me not to tell many people I'm American for the sake of my safety! I should emphasize that I have Cameroonian heritage. Not don't be alarmed. I'm in a safe place here, protected by my hosts. But I think if I were on my own without knowing someone, I'd be wrapping up my visit pretty quickly :-) And I sure won't being going out at night!
Again I'm in no REAL danger, but it emphasizes the point of how current American policy has severely damaged the reputation of the USA to the world.
Good job, Mr. Bush!!
Trip to the open air market . . .
On Saturday, I accompanied Stella to an open air market. So far on this trip this has been the most "third world" experience I've had. When I was researching Cameroon I read a blog of traveler who had visited one of these markets and it's pretty much what she described.
In these markets, you find anything you need--fruits, vegetables, meats, fish, clothing, toiletries, and so on. It's very colorful and extremely busy. You walk through the market at your own risk. No one says excuse me and they will knock you over without any hesitancy.
I looked like the typical tourist with my camera trying to take snapshots. It was difficult because so many people were moving about. As I tried to take a snapshot someone would knock me over because I wasn't moving. Stella was very patient with me, guiding me along and protecting me from those who didn't want their pictures taken AND from those insisting to have their picture taken. (Cameroonians aren't very receptive to photographs. Now I know why it was so hard during my research to find pictures of the country!)
It was a different and fabulous experience. The only drawback was the sanitation factor. The market was located in a spot where the sanitation was poor. Junk and debris were everywhere. The meats were displayed on long tables in the open air-- flies circled all around! However, fish were contained in freezers in a little building in the back.
My hosts wanted me to know that this open air market doesn't totally reflect Yaounde. There are modern shops and malls downtown, which I am scheduled to visit later. And I want to mention this too. Africa/Cameroon contains many modern features and I don't want to contribute to the perception that the continent is exclusively filled with rural and backward people. Many people here are highly intelligent and educated. I have not lacked for any creature comforts. I think the biggest difference is the degree of luxury. In the west, material/creature comforts are more extravagant, modern, and luxurious. You get many of the same things here, but not quite as modern or extravagant.
But all in all it was a great picture into a different culture!!
In these markets, you find anything you need--fruits, vegetables, meats, fish, clothing, toiletries, and so on. It's very colorful and extremely busy. You walk through the market at your own risk. No one says excuse me and they will knock you over without any hesitancy.
I looked like the typical tourist with my camera trying to take snapshots. It was difficult because so many people were moving about. As I tried to take a snapshot someone would knock me over because I wasn't moving. Stella was very patient with me, guiding me along and protecting me from those who didn't want their pictures taken AND from those insisting to have their picture taken. (Cameroonians aren't very receptive to photographs. Now I know why it was so hard during my research to find pictures of the country!)
It was a different and fabulous experience. The only drawback was the sanitation factor. The market was located in a spot where the sanitation was poor. Junk and debris were everywhere. The meats were displayed on long tables in the open air-- flies circled all around! However, fish were contained in freezers in a little building in the back.
My hosts wanted me to know that this open air market doesn't totally reflect Yaounde. There are modern shops and malls downtown, which I am scheduled to visit later. And I want to mention this too. Africa/Cameroon contains many modern features and I don't want to contribute to the perception that the continent is exclusively filled with rural and backward people. Many people here are highly intelligent and educated. I have not lacked for any creature comforts. I think the biggest difference is the degree of luxury. In the west, material/creature comforts are more extravagant, modern, and luxurious. You get many of the same things here, but not quite as modern or extravagant.
But all in all it was a great picture into a different culture!!
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Royal Treatment
After I arrived at Professor Amin's (Martin)home I met his gracious wife, Stella. Although they have five grown sons who live in Canada, they've adopted three children, who are really Martin's nephew and nieces.
They had invited more CITEC staff members and two local television personalities. Martin wants me to go on television to talk about my trip and "casually" mention the work at CITEC. I knew I'd be making a couple of television appearances, but what I didn't know was the appearances are for national television. Not only will I be seen in Yaounde, but the ENTIRE country. Oh my!!! The first appearance will be on a show called "Hello", their version of Good Morning America. The second appearance will be on the afternoon show, sort of like a Regis and Kelly formatted type of show, only with one host.
They were all so happy to see me, and some of them traveled a distance to be here to meet me. Usually I'm a shy person, but I was so humbled and honored that they'd take time out of their life to meet me, I decided I should be as engaging and as talkative as I could be. I was a chatterbox. I hope I didn't overdo it! But I figured how terrible would it be to come and meet someone and then that person didn't have much to say!! I hope didn't talk myself out and have something left for the interviews!!!
Stella prepared a lovely and delicious buffet. We sat and talked. I videotaped the guests for my documentary. There wasn't enough light, but I can't worry about everything.
For a shy kid from Mississippi, with self-esteem issues and few friends, I never felt so special. Although I know it was the staff has been "assigned" to take care of me, I will always treasure that moment of feeling special.
They had invited more CITEC staff members and two local television personalities. Martin wants me to go on television to talk about my trip and "casually" mention the work at CITEC. I knew I'd be making a couple of television appearances, but what I didn't know was the appearances are for national television. Not only will I be seen in Yaounde, but the ENTIRE country. Oh my!!! The first appearance will be on a show called "Hello", their version of Good Morning America. The second appearance will be on the afternoon show, sort of like a Regis and Kelly formatted type of show, only with one host.
They were all so happy to see me, and some of them traveled a distance to be here to meet me. Usually I'm a shy person, but I was so humbled and honored that they'd take time out of their life to meet me, I decided I should be as engaging and as talkative as I could be. I was a chatterbox. I hope I didn't overdo it! But I figured how terrible would it be to come and meet someone and then that person didn't have much to say!! I hope didn't talk myself out and have something left for the interviews!!!
Stella prepared a lovely and delicious buffet. We sat and talked. I videotaped the guests for my documentary. There wasn't enough light, but I can't worry about everything.
For a shy kid from Mississippi, with self-esteem issues and few friends, I never felt so special. Although I know it was the staff has been "assigned" to take care of me, I will always treasure that moment of feeling special.
Back home . . .
After the airport experience, the experience of meeting my host was like night and day. My host, Professor Martin Amin, was so warm and welcoming. He was there to greet me with staff members of CITEC.(The staff members were very handsome :) They grabbed my bags and put them in an SUV. Everything was happening so fast that it occurred to me that I hadn't fully realized I was in AFRICA. Suddenly a wave of joy and appreciation set in. I was on the soil of my ancestors. I had returned home for all my enslaved ancestors who probably prayed to return home while they were confined in the cramped savage conditions of the middle passage. I had returned home for all those ancestors who toiled in the fields and wanted to return to the warm shores of their homeland. Well my ancestors through me your prayers have been answered--you have returned home through me. You are home now.
Yaounde airport
After traveling for almost 24 hours, I finally arrive at the Yaounde airport. NOT a friendly place! They are not familiar with the concept of customer service :-)
While still on the plane, the flight attendants distribute identification forms. On these forms you have to state who you are, why you're visiting, and who you're visiting. After getting off the plane, you follow the signs to baggage claim. Before you enter baggage claim you have to submit the form. It's rather confusing to know where to go and what to do. When you ask a question, they scowl at you. They make you feel miserable! I asked a guard who had taken a form and passport from another passenger should I give him mine. His response was "who do you think you are. You deserve no favors." I was speechless. I suppose I must of stood there looking hurt because in few minutes he came up, snatched my form and passport, and went around the corner. Then he returned with my passport and told me very coldly to go to baggage claim. I was too afraid to say thank you.
After I got my bags, I didn't see my host. Because of delays the flight was two hours late. I thought I'd better try to call my host. I went to another guard to ask how I could phone. His response was GET OUT! I looked at him like he was crazy. Then he shouted again very angrily GET OUT. Since I'm alone in a strange land, I didn't argue. I got the hell out.
Fortunately within a few minutes I saw my host and his party. They were so gracious and welcoming that they immediately erased the harsh treatment at the airport.
While still on the plane, the flight attendants distribute identification forms. On these forms you have to state who you are, why you're visiting, and who you're visiting. After getting off the plane, you follow the signs to baggage claim. Before you enter baggage claim you have to submit the form. It's rather confusing to know where to go and what to do. When you ask a question, they scowl at you. They make you feel miserable! I asked a guard who had taken a form and passport from another passenger should I give him mine. His response was "who do you think you are. You deserve no favors." I was speechless. I suppose I must of stood there looking hurt because in few minutes he came up, snatched my form and passport, and went around the corner. Then he returned with my passport and told me very coldly to go to baggage claim. I was too afraid to say thank you.
After I got my bags, I didn't see my host. Because of delays the flight was two hours late. I thought I'd better try to call my host. I went to another guard to ask how I could phone. His response was GET OUT! I looked at him like he was crazy. Then he shouted again very angrily GET OUT. Since I'm alone in a strange land, I didn't argue. I got the hell out.
Fortunately within a few minutes I saw my host and his party. They were so gracious and welcoming that they immediately erased the harsh treatment at the airport.
The flight . . .
My flight intinerary consisted of flying from (1)San Francisco to Washington, DC, (2)Washington DC to Brussels, Beligium, and from (3)Brussels to Yaounde, Cameroon.
(1) SFO to Washington Dulles was miserable. I had the middle seat and the gentleman sitting in the window seat was rather large. So I was squeezed in from his side. Although the window seat guy wasn't middle eastern, hekept reading a lot of arabic text. I didn't want to be paranoid, but I have to admit I was concerned. He kept getting up and wanting to stand. I pondered whether I should have said something to the flight attendant, but again I didn't want to start anything. I figured he might have needed to stand for circulation. Obviously he wasn't a terrorist since I'm writing now :-)
(2) Washington DC to Brussels was decent. It had the potential to be miserable because the woman in the seat in front me was rather large. Everytime she reclined, the seats smashed against my knee. I didn't want to say anything because I feared it might cause her embarrasment. Fortunately the flight wasn't full and I was able to change seats and spread out. I worked a little on my presentation, but slept most of the way. I fascinated to look at the map and see that I was flying over the ocean. I was particularly excited to see us flying over Ireland and England enroute to Belgium. I've only traveled vicariously through others. It was nice that it was ME for a change.
(3)Brussels to Yaounde was the most interesting for me. I would say 99% of the passengers were African. I've never been on a plane where the majority of passengers were people of color! The Belgium flight staff was very nice and geniune. They didn't have that attitude I encounter in the states. They didn't act like they were stuck with a crappy assignment. They didn't have an attitude like I wish I were anywhere else but here or I'm only tolerating this because I want to keep my job. They provided genuinely great service. And I have to admit it was a challenging flight. They were lots of crying babies and few dissatified passengers because of seating arrangement problems. But the staff was courteous and professional. Too bad I had to go to Europe and experience that.
(1) SFO to Washington Dulles was miserable. I had the middle seat and the gentleman sitting in the window seat was rather large. So I was squeezed in from his side. Although the window seat guy wasn't middle eastern, hekept reading a lot of arabic text. I didn't want to be paranoid, but I have to admit I was concerned. He kept getting up and wanting to stand. I pondered whether I should have said something to the flight attendant, but again I didn't want to start anything. I figured he might have needed to stand for circulation. Obviously he wasn't a terrorist since I'm writing now :-)
(2) Washington DC to Brussels was decent. It had the potential to be miserable because the woman in the seat in front me was rather large. Everytime she reclined, the seats smashed against my knee. I didn't want to say anything because I feared it might cause her embarrasment. Fortunately the flight wasn't full and I was able to change seats and spread out. I worked a little on my presentation, but slept most of the way. I fascinated to look at the map and see that I was flying over the ocean. I was particularly excited to see us flying over Ireland and England enroute to Belgium. I've only traveled vicariously through others. It was nice that it was ME for a change.
(3)Brussels to Yaounde was the most interesting for me. I would say 99% of the passengers were African. I've never been on a plane where the majority of passengers were people of color! The Belgium flight staff was very nice and geniune. They didn't have that attitude I encounter in the states. They didn't act like they were stuck with a crappy assignment. They didn't have an attitude like I wish I were anywhere else but here or I'm only tolerating this because I want to keep my job. They provided genuinely great service. And I have to admit it was a challenging flight. They were lots of crying babies and few dissatified passengers because of seating arrangement problems. But the staff was courteous and professional. Too bad I had to go to Europe and experience that.
I'm here!!!!!
Yes, I can't believe it, but after all these months of planning I am here in Cameroon. It is a LOVELY place. The rolling hills and the way the houses sit on them remind me of San Francisco.
The weather is quite pleasant. It is not as humid as I thought it would be, considering it is the rainy season. So far I don't need a jacket. I slept with the window open and I never became chilly. Nor did it become hot enough for me to turn on the fan. Today has been overcast. It seems as if it might rain but it has not. And again surprisingly it is not humid.
The weather is quite pleasant. It is not as humid as I thought it would be, considering it is the rainy season. So far I don't need a jacket. I slept with the window open and I never became chilly. Nor did it become hot enough for me to turn on the fan. Today has been overcast. It seems as if it might rain but it has not. And again surprisingly it is not humid.
Monday, July 16, 2007
Saturday, July 14, 2007
Sounds like I'm complaining, but it's just STRESS
The workshops and the press junket are a wonderful opportunity. I am very honored to be asked. I only hope I deliver with the highest quality. Plus, I really hope it helps CITEC generate good publicity. I want Cameroon to be known for technology in the same way India is.
They are taking a chance on me. They really don't know if I'm qualified to deliver these workshops. Fortunately, I am qualified and I'm going to give them the best
I have :-)
They are taking a chance on me. They really don't know if I'm qualified to deliver these workshops. Fortunately, I am qualified and I'm going to give them the best
I have :-)
Ok, I get a chance to relax . . .
CAMBCITEC Yaounde
Hi BeLinda,
Thanks for everything. We will make your visit as relaxing as possible.
1. In fact ALL mornings from 23rd July to 27th July we will take you to touristic sites around Yaounde
2. The workshops and TV presentations are in the evening.
3. Everyday from 12 pm to 5pm is lunch and rest rest
4. From 28th to 3rd August is travel out of Yaounde to Belo and other places.
We shall work out the details when you arrive on Friday
Regards
Martin
Hi BeLinda,
Thanks for everything. We will make your visit as relaxing as possible.
1. In fact ALL mornings from 23rd July to 27th July we will take you to touristic sites around Yaounde
2. The workshops and TV presentations are in the evening.
3. Everyday from 12 pm to 5pm is lunch and rest rest
4. From 28th to 3rd August is travel out of Yaounde to Belo and other places.
We shall work out the details when you arrive on Friday
Regards
Martin
Cameroon won't be a vacation, deux . . .
So not only do I have to conduct the workshops, but I'll be on a press junket! There will be four workshops on communications strategies on how to initiate, manage, and close a project. And I think I might be doing one on technical writing, although from the email that might be reserved for talking about it as a career.
I'm still not quite sure what I'll be doing with my other host, BEDERUP. I know I'll be meeting with villagers in the region and videotaping their ceremonial dances. I hope that's the extent of it. I have a feeling after the CITEC experience I'll be exhausted.
The next time I correspond with CITEC I am going to ask them whether I'll have SOME TIME for sightseeing, relaxing, and being a tourist :-)
Good luck to me. I better be feeling well, eh?!
I'm still not quite sure what I'll be doing with my other host, BEDERUP. I know I'll be meeting with villagers in the region and videotaping their ceremonial dances. I hope that's the extent of it. I have a feeling after the CITEC experience I'll be exhausted.
The next time I correspond with CITEC I am going to ask them whether I'll have SOME TIME for sightseeing, relaxing, and being a tourist :-)
Good luck to me. I better be feeling well, eh?!
Cameroon won't be a vacation . . .
Typical of my life, I won't be relaxing in Cameroon. These folks have plans for me. CITEC wants me to do a series of workshops on communication strategies in project management. I still haven't completed my power point slides! Plus, check out this email:
CAMBCITEC Yaounde
Jul 12
Hi BeLinda,
Good day.
Just to inform you that we intend
1. to invite not only students for your workshops but also people in responsible positions in the different Ministries and organizations. This will help us also to publicize the CENTRE. In fact the list has been compiled and should be sent out on Monday16 July 2007.
2. to use your slides to produce handouts to participants. This we can do on Saturday 21 July 2007 with the CENTRE facilities in preparation for Monday 23 July.I hope that the slides are in Power point format
3. to use your visit to the School to advertise and expose the SCHOOL. to the Cameroonian public. This we will do by requesting you to kindly accept to appear on some programs in our local RADIO and TELEVISION to talk about the workshops and CITEC. For instance there is a program "choosing your career" which can be very appropriate, and here you can talk about technical writing as a career.
I will contact the Radio and Television only after your
confirmation that the idea is acceptable.
Thanks for your usual understanding and see you on Friday next week
Martin.
CAMBCITEC Yaounde
Jul 12
Hi BeLinda,
Good day.
Just to inform you that we intend
1. to invite not only students for your workshops but also people in responsible positions in the different Ministries and organizations. This will help us also to publicize the CENTRE. In fact the list has been compiled and should be sent out on Monday16 July 2007.
2. to use your slides to produce handouts to participants. This we can do on Saturday 21 July 2007 with the CENTRE facilities in preparation for Monday 23 July.I hope that the slides are in Power point format
3. to use your visit to the School to advertise and expose the SCHOOL. to the Cameroonian public. This we will do by requesting you to kindly accept to appear on some programs in our local RADIO and TELEVISION to talk about the workshops and CITEC. For instance there is a program "choosing your career" which can be very appropriate, and here you can talk about technical writing as a career.
I will contact the Radio and Television only after your
confirmation that the idea is acceptable.
Thanks for your usual understanding and see you on Friday next week
Martin.
The time is almost here . . .
Well after six months of planning, I'll be in leaving for Cameroon Thursday! So much has been going on that I haven't been able to update the blog as often as I want. In addition to finishing up projects at my full-time job, I was teaching a summer school class at a local university. I've also inherited a potentially lucrative project from a friend AND I've been working on a slide presentation for CITEC--more about that in another blog post. And lastly, I've been challenged physically--but not to the extent that I'm reconsidering the trip. I'm going--even if they have to wheelchair me to the airport :-)
So here's a checklist of accomplishments:
**Visa
**Video camera and accessories. (My tripod doesn't match the camera but I can find a workaround)
**Safety due diligence (inquires/assurances about where I'll, how to stay safe, registration with the embassy)
**Safety items (concealed money containers, personal alarms, etc.)
**Packing (mostly done, need a few more personal items)
**Vaccinations (shots completed; will start taking malaria medicine two days before departure)
**Language (know a FEW essential French phrases)
**Personal appearance ( trip to the hair stylist and makeup purchases today)
**Meds
Houston, we're 98% clear for take off!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So here's a checklist of accomplishments:
**Visa
**Video camera and accessories. (My tripod doesn't match the camera but I can find a workaround)
**Safety due diligence (inquires/assurances about where I'll, how to stay safe, registration with the embassy)
**Safety items (concealed money containers, personal alarms, etc.)
**Packing (mostly done, need a few more personal items)
**Vaccinations (shots completed; will start taking malaria medicine two days before departure)
**Language (know a FEW essential French phrases)
**Personal appearance ( trip to the hair stylist and makeup purchases today)
**Meds
Houston, we're 98% clear for take off!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
No computers from my company for CITEC . . .
I won't mention the name of this well-known entertainment company, but they don't have the process setup to make the contribution. I find this extremely disappointing. But I will focus my efforts on finding other alternatives. Already asking people about it and have received some good suggestions. I'll find a way to get them equipment.
Africa lags behind in technology development. I'd like to help in my own small way to change that. I have a pan-African view. I believe African-Americans could make better progress if we had a stronger, viable motherland. Things are not going well for us now, especially in this era of right-wing dominance. It seem hopeless. But we can't give up hope. We all must do what we can in our own small or large way. My work in Africa is my ripple in the pond . . .
Africa lags behind in technology development. I'd like to help in my own small way to change that. I have a pan-African view. I believe African-Americans could make better progress if we had a stronger, viable motherland. Things are not going well for us now, especially in this era of right-wing dominance. It seem hopeless. But we can't give up hope. We all must do what we can in our own small or large way. My work in Africa is my ripple in the pond . . .
Remaining tasks
Now I need to shop for luggage and clothes. I don't plan on spending too much money on clothes. (I've spent quite a bit already!!!) I just want to buy light comfortable outfits. Living in San Francisco doesn't require lite weight clothes. It's always chilly here! I abandoned summer clothes when I left Atlanta.
A couple of my friend suggest I buy a 'giant' backpack for travel. I've seen them. I think it's a good idea, but I have to make sure it doesn't hurt my back carrying it around. I might have to take two bags anyway because I have a feeling I'll be bringing back lots of souvenirs. But I guess I could go there with one bag and buy any additional bags while I'm there. Yeah, that makes better sense.
A couple of my friend suggest I buy a 'giant' backpack for travel. I've seen them. I think it's a good idea, but I have to make sure it doesn't hurt my back carrying it around. I might have to take two bags anyway because I have a feeling I'll be bringing back lots of souvenirs. But I guess I could go there with one bag and buy any additional bags while I'm there. Yeah, that makes better sense.
The countdown begins!!!
Wow, I've been writing about this project for almost six months and now I'm DAYS away from my departure.
I've taken all my vaccinations and submitted the paperwork for my visa. I should be picking the visa up this week or next week for sure.
I picked up all my meds for the trip--hopefully I won't have to use them!
I've been shooting B-roll footage with the camera. It's a safe way to learn how to operate the camera. I still can shoot some good shots! Just need to get an extra battery and a hard carrying case.
I talked with my contact at BERUDEP. He said the villagers are anxious to appear in the documentary. They plan to put on a performance. How thrilling. I have to make sure I get it all recorded. Also he wants me to document the plight of the people from the burnt out village. I hope I can get someone to see it and generate interest to help them.
I've been having interesting conversations with CITEC. The Director wants me to present four workshops with each being two hours long. What a challenge, but I'm willing to meet it. The topics mainly focus on project management. I feel more comfortable with writing, since those are the classes I teach. But project management is an intricate part of generating technical documentation so I'll design my presentation from that unique perspective.
My father surprised me by expressing serious concerns about my trip. He's concerned about my safety as a woman traveling alone. I admit I understand his concern and it did affect me. There was a moment I ALMOST changed my mind. But I talked with my contacts and expressed how I was feeling. The more I questioned them, the better I felt. I also took the normal precautions--registered with the embassy and bought self-defense products such as personal alarms. I've also asked my brother to call and check things out.
I listen to my French tape EVERY night. I won't be able to speak French fluently by any stretch of the imagination, but I will recognize and be able to say the few French phrases on the tape :-)
I've taken all my vaccinations and submitted the paperwork for my visa. I should be picking the visa up this week or next week for sure.
I picked up all my meds for the trip--hopefully I won't have to use them!
I've been shooting B-roll footage with the camera. It's a safe way to learn how to operate the camera. I still can shoot some good shots! Just need to get an extra battery and a hard carrying case.
I talked with my contact at BERUDEP. He said the villagers are anxious to appear in the documentary. They plan to put on a performance. How thrilling. I have to make sure I get it all recorded. Also he wants me to document the plight of the people from the burnt out village. I hope I can get someone to see it and generate interest to help them.
I've been having interesting conversations with CITEC. The Director wants me to present four workshops with each being two hours long. What a challenge, but I'm willing to meet it. The topics mainly focus on project management. I feel more comfortable with writing, since those are the classes I teach. But project management is an intricate part of generating technical documentation so I'll design my presentation from that unique perspective.
My father surprised me by expressing serious concerns about my trip. He's concerned about my safety as a woman traveling alone. I admit I understand his concern and it did affect me. There was a moment I ALMOST changed my mind. But I talked with my contacts and expressed how I was feeling. The more I questioned them, the better I felt. I also took the normal precautions--registered with the embassy and bought self-defense products such as personal alarms. I've also asked my brother to call and check things out.
I listen to my French tape EVERY night. I won't be able to speak French fluently by any stretch of the imagination, but I will recognize and be able to say the few French phrases on the tape :-)
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