More reactions to ‘Think Again: The Peace Corps’
Cindy L writes in response to "Think Again: The Peace Corps": Heh, wonder if Robert Strauss would have jumped to the same conclusions about me. Back in ’83-’85, fresh out of college, I was a ‘generalist,’ one of those fluent Spanish speakers sent to Africa he suggests were misplaced. Would he have read my mind ...
Cindy L writes in response to "Think Again: The Peace Corps":
Cindy L writes in response to "Think Again: The Peace Corps":
Heh, wonder if Robert Strauss would have jumped to the same conclusions about me. Back in ’83-’85, fresh out of college, I was a ‘generalist,’ one of those fluent Spanish speakers sent to Africa he suggests were misplaced. Would he have read my mind and heart and assumed that I, too, was in it for subsidized travel experience or bolstering my resume. […] [O]ur volunteer group consisted of 16 or so — some had advanced degrees, one was at Harvard Law, another from MIT, and guess what, the specialists did not outperform the nonspecialists. The Peace Corps cannot solely be blamed for not using my Spanish, as I, already familiar with Latin culture because of my Colombian background, chose to take advantage of the travel opportunity to go to Africa–not for a some exotic fun, but because I could learn more there. It took me a whopping 3 months to become [fully conversant] in Setswana, big deal. And yes, I learned it not in the training classrooms, but in the bars, in the village, dancing, running village trails, and hanging with the natives–mostly the poor, but also the rich. […]
[E]ven when I did accomplish good things — development things — the locals appreciated not what I did, but who I was. For [example], my generalist self got to the village and realized we had no electricity, no water, nothing to teach agriculture with, and most of all very low morale. So I went into the capital, taught myself how to build a water catchment tank and how to write grants, raised money, got supplies, electrified the school, put up fencing for gardening, built the swimming pool size tank. But what I was always noted for was not those things, but for getting sporting goods and starting various sporting teams that became competitive against better-supplied, established schools. It was running through the village with my students, sending them on distance runs with papers to be signed w/split times by store or bar clerks. It was speaking the language, hanging out.
Development got done, but the greatest value was the cross-cultural component, the public relations, and what *I* learned and took home with me, that will stay with me for a lifetime, affecting what I do now and how I do it. The tax dollars went into me and my growth and now I’m pouring myself out for society.
Some of the political appointees, a phenomenon I noticed as well, did cause a few problems for me, in that they made some serious cultural mistakes (like insulting my landlord, which ended up being an insult to his uncle–the chief! which ended up getting the witch doctor after me), but mostly we volunteers just ignored or derived a chuckle from the clueless appointees.
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