Group 82 warned that the last months of our service would be
very busy. Privately, I scoffed. Things move at a snail’s pace for two years,
but suddenly they ratchet to warp speed?
Yeah, right.
Yes, actually, it’s true.
Things that have been put off for two years now must be done. Immediately.
I have mixed feelings about it.
First, I want to help and do as much as I can before I leave. On the other hand, I’m a bit resentful that
someone else’s procrastination is now burying me in work.
Ok, burying may be too strong a word. But my work load is definitely the heaviest
that it’s been since training. I’ll give
you a few examples.
At school, I’ve been trying to get the teachers to learn how
to use our computer. I’ve loaded it with
resources, not just for English but for all subjects. No one was interested. They were busy, hungry, tired or whatever
excuse was handy at the time. Now, they
realize there’s good stuff in there and some of them want to learn. That’s a good thing but it takes time. Yesterday I taught them how to use the
scanner. It was wonderful to see them so
engaged and successful.
I’m going to be assisting in the cultural training for Group
84. I’m looking forward to it. The PC staff responsible for the training have
had 1 ½ years to prepare. I don’t know
what they were busy with but it was not this.
I was sent a bunch of files and asked to create the training. I redesigned one program this week, using
three previous versions, none of which was complete. It took about six hours. I have ten programs to go and two weeks to do
it.
The government has decided that Teachers’ Week should be a
big deal. That’s swell. Teachers are important and although it’s a prestigious
and high paying job (relatively speaking), there’s a shortage of teachers.
The first event is a church service. It will be held next Sunday. Each district’s teachers will be singing two
hymns. It promises to be a very, very
long service. Yesterday, we cancelled
school at 10:30 a.m. so we could practice.
Luckily, we’re having the rehearsals at my school so I don’t have to
take the bus, which can add hours to any endeavor.
We’ll have two more practice sessions, next Tuesday and
Thursday. On those days, school will
last from 8:00 a.m. to 10:30 a.m. The
following week there are a series of events that will also mean no school. Personally, I think the better option would
be to have teachers in the classrooms, actually teaching.
I’m also busy preparing to do more customer service training
at a resort in Salelologa. Again, I’m
very happy to do it, but after begging for over a year, find it frustrating
that it has to happen in my last few weeks.
I’m also involved in a cool project that is the “baby” of a
member of Group 82. I’ve mentioned this
before. He’s trying to raise about
$7,000 to take three of the kids back to his hometown in Michigan. It’s a terrific idea and I want to help as
much as I can but it’s coming at a busy time.
I also volunteered to cook for Women’s Night for the new
group. That’s going to be a busy day of
shopping and cooking but should be very fun.
Ladies of Group 84, I hope you like the menu. It will be a bit Samoan and a bit palagi,
with enough options to meet the needs of both vegetarian’s and meat eaters.
Also in anticipation of Group 84, I have to learn a Samoan
siva (dance) to perform at their “welcome to Samoa” fiafia (party). I’m
struggling to get my hands, feet and hips in synch. I’ll be in the back. Group 84, just watch the young volunteers who
can actually dance.
Oh, and did I mention that I happen to have a full-time job
as a teacher, which requires a modicum of preparation?
Whine, whine, whine.
As an independent management consultant for over 15 years I traveled
constantly and worked extraordinary hours.
One project, which lasted for six months, frequently required 18 hour
days.
Perhaps I should welcome all the activity. It will help me transition back to life in
America. In the meantime, I have to get
busy. It’s Saturday morning and four
other volunteers are coming for lunch and dance practice and I’m cooking –
Mexican food. Last night I made salsa
and cooked the chicken for the enchiladas.
Right now, the pinto beans (sent from America) are boiling in
preparation to become refried beans. I’ll
be making salad and Mexican rice. Two of
the volunteers promised to bring homemade flour tortillas. There’s no cheese and the avocadoes I hoped
to make guacamole with aren’t ripe enough, but it should still be tasty. And fun.
Like the old saying goes…”busy hands are happy hands.”
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