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Send me some love, just in time for the holidays

The holiday season is right around the corner (as well as my birthday at the end of January) and I know you have all been thinking about me. In addition, knowing that it takes sometimes a couple months for care packages to arrive to my little village I thought this might be a good time to post this. Some of you may even be worried because you have seen pictures of me recently and think I have gotten excessively thin. Rest assured, I am doing fine and eating plenty but I will never refuse goodies from my homeland or other parts of the world for that matter. Give it your best shot if you want to try fattening me up. With that being said, I have written this blog post just in case. See below for an important message from yours truly:

From the Desk of Mr. Anthony, U.S. Peace Corps Volunteer

Mizan Teferi (Aman) SNNPR, Ethiopia

“I live in the jungle, on a mountain – in Ethiopia.”


To whom it may concern:

I have recently checked my food pantry ‘basket in the corner/pile around said basket’ for supplies from homeland America and goods are running low. The following are urgently needed to keep me from going crazy (too late?!):

•Canned Chicken (if you fill half of your box with canned chicken you will be forever loved; 5-6 oz. cans work better than the bulk cans do since I usually only cook for myself)

•Cheese (The cheese that does exist here is ‘past its prime.’ (Grated parmesan and blocks of Velveeta hold up well enough to ship; feel free to send others that you know will last a while without refrigeration. Muggles (in this context, non-Peace Corps folk; (sorry I am currently re-reading the Harry Potter series audio addition) simply cannot understand the happiness that cheese brings to my life here.

•Peanut M&Ms, Reese’s, Kit Kats and Hershey’s with Almonds (a bad day can be turned instantly great by being able to come home and get a frozen piece of chocolate out of my mini-fridge)

• Anything that tastes like pumpkin and the holidays (first things that came to mind was Starbucks Pumpkin Spice Latte singles or mini holiday snack pack with summer sausage, cheese and crackers)

•Scented candles (my house sometimes smells too much like ‘man’. When I notice I know it is time for my weekly shower; and the candles here just seem to melt away in the blink of an eye and with all the power outages lately extras could come in handy)

Read on for instructions and other items with which you can fill in any extra space!


Many folks asked me while I was home in the states on vacation and others more recently about sending care packages my way.  Quoting a fellow PCV, “There is absolutely no excuse for me to further delay mass shipments of vacuum sealed burritos, Doritos (Nacho Cheese, Cool Ranch, etc.), Peanut M&Ms, Kit Kats and cheese (grated parmesan, blocks of  Velveeta, Kraft singles, anything processed, etc.).” With that mouthwatering sentence typed, I will not make you wait any longer: here’s my mailing address, along with some suggested care package items and very important packing/shipping tips compiled with the help of some fellow PCVs. Please read everything before putting a package together, and absolutely do not hesitate to contact me (or my mother who has sent various packages; others too of course) if you have any questions or issues along the way.

OK. Where do I send all the vacuum-sealed Chipotle burritos and pizza?

Father Anthony E. Navarrete

P.O. Box 516

Mizan Teferi, Ethiopia

What is the best shipping method?

United States Postal Service Flat Rate is generally the best way to go. The only exception to this would be if you wanted to send me anything that would not fit into a flat rate box, such as a year’s supply of Oreos. The absolute best bang-for-your buck is the largest available size. The costs just jumped from $60 to $78, but the happiness you will add to my life has no price tag, right? The medium flat rate box is now $60. The weight allowance for each is 20 pounds. If you just want to send a few things, you could go with anything from a large envelope (for, say, a few books) to one of the smaller flat rate boxes (five or six bags of peanut M&Ms, perhaps), but at $24 with a 4 pound limit, the value is much less than the medium flat rate box. Whatever the rate, USPS is far better than, say, UPS, where you would cough up a slim $640 to send a 20 lb. box. If you want to check on updated shipping rates of various sizes and varieties offered by USPS, go here and enter Ethiopia.

So what should I send you?

So glad you asked!  I am going to break this down into two parts. Part I will be items that can/should be included in any and all care packages, with absolutely no concern about quantity. I can never have enough of these items. Part II will be “optional” items that are always welcome, usually a good idea, etc. Sending any or all of these items will earn you lots of extra brownie points.

Part I (a.k.a. “the staples”)

Peanut M&Ms, Reese’s, Kit Kats, Hershey’s bars (Yo queiro CHOCOLATE!!!)

Cheese (It doesn’t exist here.  Grated parmesan and Velveeta block hold up well enough to ship; feel free to send others that you know will last a while through the long shipping process. You will make my body tingle with joy when I see cheese from America the Beautiful.

Canned chicken (This is amazing because otherwise I would have to go barter for a chicken and come home and slaughter it myself which even after a year and a half in Ethiopia is just not my thing)

Mac & Cheese (LOVE Velveeta, but there is nothing like the good ole powdered variety)

Cereal bars (I usually don’t eat breakfast but would if I had these; haven’t had them in a while but a variety would be nice; anything you personally find delicious)

Cookies (Chewy Chips Ahoy or Oreos; anything home-made would rock)

Trail Mix, Dried Fruits (especially apples or oranges or maybe even a mixed tropical selection)

Tasty spices (black pepper grinders, etc. I’m open to whatever, but quality garlic-based spices go good in everything I cook and are hard to find/really expensive here.)

Sausage and/or bacon (if you can find the varieties of these that do not require refrigeration/will not go bad on a trip to Africa.)

Drink Singles (the kind you can put in a 16 oz bottle and just add water, any and all are welcome; also great space fillers; if you can find an iced tea version that would be fantastic)

Hand sanitizer (Large bottles are good. I have a small one I refill regularly. Like cheese, it doesn’t exist here, and I shake lots and lots of dirty kids’ dirty hands)

Any kind of yummy snack food that you can think of that will probably make the trip (mostly) intact. I am open to more than what is listed here, and certainly don’t want to limit your imagination.

Wet Cleansing Towelettes (Come in handy between my sporadic showers)

Part II

Buttermilk Pancake Mix (only add water)

Hamburger/Chicken/Tuna Helpers (opening the boxes & putting the contents in a zip locked bag is a handy way to save room; I can buy meat from the local butcher, canned chicken if I have them and tuna can be found at local souks; again the ones you find most delicious will probably appeal to me)

Sloppy Joe/Chili/Fajita/Taco Seasonings

Flour Tortillas (can make from scratch but it is nice every once in a while to have some good ones)

Chewing Gum

Just add water muffin/cookie mixes (I can get my hand on eggs and can make milk out of powder if necessary;  I have recently made a Dutch oven and would love to make something more extravagant)

Incent sticks (I have the holder; can be bought locally but quality stinks)

Something candle like or that I can sit around my home for mosquitos, flies and other random bugs

Scented candles (specifically the short, fat ones)

SPAM (Great for Fried Rice)

Dry black beans (they’re hard to find here, and they are yummy)

Crossword puzzle and/or word find books

Toothpaste (I fancy the kind that has baking powder and peroxide in it for teeth whitening purposes)

Quality AA batteries (Duracell/Energizer; I have a couple items that run on AA that I would hate to have to go without)

Bic lighters (lighters don’t exist over here, and the matches suck. A good lighter every now and then would be helpful; do not declare on any customs forms, mention to the post office peeps and hide in something)

Bouillon cubes (Veggie or Beef flavored)

Flavored Mashed Potato Packets

School Items: Crayola Washable Markers, Stickers/Stamps for Kids

Can I send things you did not mention?

Absolutely! I am open to your love in any form you choose fit (Doritos and burritos, pretty please with sugar on top!)

Any other advice?

YES! Please read each of these points and mind them closely when preparing/sending your packages.

–          Don’t Waste Space – One of the greatest frustrations I have heard expressed by seasoned PCVs is when there is unused space or unnecessary packing fluff, such as packing peanuts or bubble wrap. Pack the box wall-to-wall and nothing will move around. Remove excess/unnecessary packaging from materials entering the care package and open packaging to release air; when possible on both accounts, of course.  If you find yourself with “extra” space (really, there is no such thing…), please refer to Part I or Part II of what should I send you?, above.

–          Airmail! – Be sure to write “Air Mail / Par Avion” on anything you send, and see to it that the post office adds the official stamp indicating such elevated status.

–          Cover the Box in Religious (Christian) Symbols, References, Quotes, etc. – I know this sounds silly, but it really works, hence the “Father Anthony Navarrete” in the shipping address (not kidding).

–          Write “Educational Materials,” “Used Goods,” “Household Items,” etc. on Outside of Box – Writing things like this should help the package clear customs.

–          Minimize Value of Customs Declarations – Try to be as vague as possible and avoid declaring anything of real value on the customs slip. You may have to put up a bit of a fight at the post office, but it’s worth minimizing the chance of a package being pillaged en route.

–          Avoid Sending Items of High Value, Cash, etc. – Electronics, cash, airplane tickets, etc. are generally discouraged for mailings. PCVs regularly visit the States, so it’s much easier to try and make arrangements to exchange materials at such a time.

–          Ziploc Liquids (or other items with easy open seals that may come open en route) – Liquids are technically not allowed/frowned upon, but usually tend to make it through. In either case, it’s a good idea to contain any and all liquids in a good, sturdy Ziploc bag. That way it won’t ruin everything else in the box, and all the other cute little care packages it will be traveling with, if it breaks.

–          Let Me Know it’s on the Way – Surprises are nice and all, but it’s actually much more fun to know something is coming. It’s also good to let me know something is on the way so I know when to stop by the post office, since it’s not something I do every day.

What about letters? Postcards? Pictures?

All of these are most welcome, and go a long way in boosting my morale. Letters should follow the same course of religious symbols and red ink. It’s a good idea to number the letters (i.e. Letter #1), in case something gets lost en route. Postcards should travel in an envelope; otherwise, they are likely to end up on the wall of some random post office. Pictures are best sent in a well-sealed small manila envelope.

What do I get in return?

My unconditional love and gratitude.  In addition, hand-written thank you notes which may also include random trinkets from my daily adventures and lots of really cool stamps on the envelope.


This blog post is a compilation of personal needs/wants as well as ideas from my colleagues that are also serving here in Peace Corps Ethiopia. Always keep us in your thoughts and prayers and definitely over the coming holiday season. It is always a rough period for PCVs that are far from home. God Bless!


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“Full of mobile bacteria”

“Full of mobile bacteria,” a phrase that I’ve heard way too often in Ethiopia. This morning I finally broke down and went to the clinic after being sick for the last few days. Being sick in Ethiopia really takes a toll on you definitely if you are already in a mood and trust me I’ve had plenty of experience with being sick here. Luckily for me this time I was in better spirits. I’ve had quite some luck the last week at school. My classroom I use for my ELIC (English Language Improvement Center) was painted and I also sandpapered and repainted my blackboard. Might not seem like much but that is a major accomplishment. Once I get the room set up again I will post some pictures. For now I want to go back to this sickness thing. I thought it might be interesting to share with you the difference between going to the doctor in the USA to going to the doctor here.

While I was home in the states in August I went to see my doctor for a check-up and some other issues. First, I had to call the doctor’s office, press in the extension of the nurse for Dr. Ryan and then explain my situation.  Just like that I had an appointment after we settled the insurance and payment process for my Peace Corps ‘coverage.’ The next day I go in for my appointment, fill out a form to make sure my contact information is up to date, the receptionist makes copies of my insurance information and then buzzes me in so I can go to the back to Dr. Ryan’s waiting room. After waiting 10-20 minutes since I arrived early my nurse came in and called my name. The nurse took all my vitals after checking my weight and height. Then I waited another ten minutes or so sitting in one of Dr. Ryan’s cozy examination rooms as he cared for another patient. Finally, Dr. Ryan comes in and greets me and this last time introduced me to a medical student from UMKC that was helping him out. Dr. Ryan gets out his fancy little tablet and goes over my history and asks me my symptoms plugging in notes as we go along. We decide lab work is necessary. So after getting all my lab work approved by Peace Corps I go to the lab, they take blood, stool samples from both ends and then they send me on my way. A few days later Dr. Ryan’s office gets my lab results in and everything is fine but they are required to send me a copy of the results to my permanent residence. So basically, that’s what going to the doctor in America is like. I had a follow up appointment while I was home but you get the drill.

Now for the more interesting doctor experience. First off, in most cases I am supposed to call the PCMO (Peace Corps Medical Officer) on the duty phone who is stationed at our Addis Ababa office. It doesn’t matter if the Peace Corps office is closed someone is always on the duty phone. For example today is Columbus day and tomorrow is the Muslim holiday Eid Arafa so the PC office is closed but the duty phone is always a go. The same goes for our safety and security coordinator’s phone and a couple others. However, today the network has been extra horrible so I couldn’t get through to the medical duty phone so I went ahead to the clinic without talking to the PCMO first. There is the Mizan-Aman Hospital at the end of the Aman airstrip but it is always so busy and when I’ve had to go before I was there for about 3 hours minimum each time. Unless I have to have blood work done to test for malaria or something more severe I will go to a clinic across the road from the hospital. It is usually pretty busy but the owners know me so they usually try to rush me in as quickly as possible ahead of any other waiting patients. Sometimes that makes me feel bad in other situations but at the doctor’s office I quickly accept and go right in.

So the process at the Meherat Clinic in Aman usually goes as follows: I go in and point to the door of the doctor’s examination room and say something along the lines of “I need to see her, there is a small problem.” I don’t think I’ve ever waited longer than five or ten minutes to get in to see the doc. Note that there is no need for an appointment. You just walk in and let them you know you are there to see the doctor. This morning I waited about 5 minutes while the doctor (I forget her name) saw another patient. Finally, I went in and did the “salam naw, tafa, dehna nen, exhibir yistiling” greeting for the doc which I hadn’t seen for a while. Translated that means something like, “is there peace, you have been lost, I am fine, thanks to God.” Then the doctor asked me what was wrong and I told her I ate something that didn’t agree with me. She then asked me if I had been eating at home and I told her not for lunch because I am too busy so I usually go out. She then got onto me in the nicest way possible reminding me that she told me not to do that. Well, sorry but I will continue to eat out in risky places because that’s just how life is here. The most common and ritual lab work here is to give a stool sample. Unless you have to check for malaria or something worse a stool sample usually will suffice. Anyways, I told here that I brought my own stool sample from home. I usually don’t do this but I didn’t feel like dealing with the nasty shint bet (urine house) at the clinic so I took care of business in my shint bet at my house, wrapped it up in an empty toilet paper role and brought it to the clinic. A little weird and gross but, that’s life. The doctor asked me how many minutes ago did I get the sample and I told her about 10-15 minutes. She said that was fine. So she filled out an order for the stool test and sent me out. I went to the front desk and paid 10 birr (about .50 cents) for the stool exam, then I followed one of the nurses to the back to the lab area. I waited a couple minutes as a baby was having some lab work done (poor little guy) and then I walked in and the lab technician greeted me and asked me how I had been. Surprise surprise he remembered me because I’ve been there way too often. He looked at the lab order and started to grab a little piece of cardboard and a little plastic stick so I could go to the shint bet and take care of business and bring back a little bit. I told him, “I brought it with me, I could not wait.” He smiled and said, “ishi” which means ok. Then I was sent back to the front to wait for the results. About ten minutes later my lab results were in. I was summoned into the doctor’s office to go over the results. She smiled and said, “we know the results, they are the same as always.” I glared down at the scratch paper they had scribbled the results on and saw “Full of mobile bacteria.” I smiled because I figured that’s what it was, that’s what is usually is. Anyways, the doctor said, “you should take Cipro, your favorite.” I gave her a slight grin and said “well, thank you, I just wanted to make sure before I started taking the medicine.” I said ishi and waved good bye. That was that. I have cipro on reserve here at my house so I will begin treatment tonight. After getting back home, I sent a text to the med duty phone to let them know I had been to the clinic and what the results were. Dr. Ayal one of our three PCMOs text me back and said she tried to call but the network wouldn’t permit it. She asked me my symptoms and everything via text but since I replied haven’t heard back from her. Oh how I just love the cell reception down here.

So there you have a little comparison of the doctor’s office in America and the doctor’s office in Ethiopia. You decide which is more efficient. I do have to argue my lab results were a lot faster here and cost nothing compared to the almost $1k Peace Corps had to shell out for my doctor’s visit and lab work in the US. Have a nice week!

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Posted by on October 14, 2013 in Africa, Culture, Ethiopia, Food, Peace Corps


Back from America & Year 2


Dubai skyline from the plane on my flight back to Addis on Sept. 1

It’s been over three months now since my last post and a lot has happened. I’ve been back in Ethiopia for about three weeks now since my vacation back home to the good old USofA. I spent most of August back home in Missouri with family and friends. On August 9th, my second night home for vacation I went with my mom to the Missouri State Fair to see Starship and Foreigner in concert. All I can say is – amazing. Also while I was at the state fair I chowed down on some delicious deep fried Oreos. Again, amazing. Apart from the Foreigner concert, I had a BBQ with my friends from high school, took the GRE, took a road trip to Indianapolis to see friends and to take a quick trip to DePauw. Visiting DePauw was nice but made me feel very nostalgic. A pit-stop at Marvins was deemed necessary. I had been craving a GCB (Marvs’ famous garlic cheeseburger) for some time. I had tons of great food, saw a lot of friends and family and really just got to relax and take in everything beautiful about America that I had missed during my first year in the Peace Corps. 

DePauw Friends in Indy!!

DePauw Friends in Indy!!

On September 1st, I got back to Addis Ababa, Ethiopia to begin my Mid-service conference (MSC) with my fellow G7 PCVs (the group I came into country with, June ’12). It was great to reconnect and experience share with my fellow G7ers as some of them live on the complete other side of the country and I barely get to see them. After a week in Addis for MSC I headed back to Aman to enjoy the Ethiopian New Year with my friends back at site. Ethiopian New Years ended up being a little strange since the holiday fell on one of the traditional Ethiopian Christian fasting days where no one eats meat. For that reason I missed the main feast with doro wat (chicken wat) and the works that I guess took place on the Tuesday before the Ethiopian New Year that coincidentally enough falls on September, 11 almost every year. Nonetheless, I did get to visit with friends and I ate some really good food and drank plenty of coffee.

Over the past couple of weeks since being back in Aman I’ve had time to reflect on my first year and my trip back home to the states. Going back home really helped put things into perspective. Living in Ethiopia and life as a Peace Corps volunteer in general can be challenging. There are days that you just feel like you are going crazy or you feel like nothing is going right. There are days that cravings for good ole American food are so strong that every time you see someone talk about or post a picture of what they are eating on Facebook or Twitter makes you just want to never talk to that person every again in your life. Then there are the days that being called ‘you, you, ferenji, ferenji’ or even ‘China, china’ will make you want to choke someone. However, there are these little moments that are hard to explain that just make the whole experience worth it and going back to the US for vacation really helped me realize how lucky I was to be having this experience. Yes some days are hard and I have to admit there were some days over the past year that I just wanted to give up and come home. However, I powered through and now I’m excited about year two. I know how things work for the most part or at least what to expect. I have about 10 months to go and a lot of great ideas for activities to do at my school for the 2006 (Ethiopian calendar) academic year. I just have to think back to what I told my recruiter in Chicago when I had my interview for the Peace Corps. “Even if all my projects fail, if I can just put a smile on someone’s face and inspire them in some way that will make me happy and feel like I’ve been successful.” Ethiopia is a beautiful country and I’ve been lucky to see a lot of it over the past year. I hope to see more of it in my final 10 months. I’ve learned a lot from my Ethiopian friends and colleagues and I can truly say I’ve grown as a person. So here is to year two!!

Kids on the Aman airstrip 9/19/13

Kids on the Aman airstrip 9/19/13

Now I’m at a hotel in Mizan Teferi and I’m headed to Addis tomorrow (IN A PRIVATE CAR!!!! YAY!!). On Monday, I have my mid-service medical check-ups. How exciting!! Not. I’m lucky enough to be getting a free ride with an organization that one of our superstar 3rd year extender PCVs works with that just happens to be in Mizan. WooT! Once I get back from Addis for my medical check-ups school will hopefully start soon after. If I remember correctly from last year normal classes didn’t really start until mid to late October when all the teachers and administrators got back from summer university programs. So we will see what happens. Well, that’s it! Will try to write again soon! Best wishes from Ethiopia!


Wedding Gone Bad???

Watching the gathering of people come up the hill towards my house

Watching the gathering of people come up the hill towards my house

This past Sunday turned out to be quite an interesting day. I found out there was a big wedding going on when it took me almost an hour to catch a taxi into Mizan to have lunch with some fellow PCVs. Upon my return to Aman I had a little time left before I was supposed to go play cards and hangout with Diana the VSO in my site and the lovely Indian couple she lives with Uday and Munju along with their friend Raphael who works at the Bebeka Coffee Plantation I’ve posted about before. Anyways, I headed down to Diana’s house around 6pm. I could hear honking and people celebrating because of the big wedding I had found out about earlier on in the afternoon.

When I arrived at Diana’s house they had seemed to have forgotten about me coming down so my arrival shocked them a little but they are all very kind people and didn’t tell me to leave. haha. Diana is leaving for sure on Friday to head back home to Bristol, England after being here for a year and Uday and Munju are set leave sometime soon as well but are working on getting approved to leave by the Mizan-Tepi University.

So as the evening progressed, Uday and Munju with the help of Raphael graded exams while Diana and I sit in the living room area of their home talking about life and plans for post-Ethiopia life. For me, the conversation went something like oh my God I really need to honker down and study for the GRE I’m going to take while I’m in the states for vacation in August as well as work on my essays for my Fulbright Mexico application. For Diana, we discussed her plans to visit family and friends back home in England and future vacations. I may have talked her into a trip this fall to one of my favorite places in the world – Chile. We shall see.

Our conversation was interrupted at one point when Diana and I heard what we knew was a gunshot. It was just one so after conferring with our Indian friends in the next room we decided all was fine and one gunshot is nothing to worry about considering the house we were in was right next to the police station.

After some time the Indians were able to finish grading exams and we finally sit down for dinner. That’s when things got weird and a little scary. Bang bang bang, a flurry of gunshots went off outside as we were all finishing dinner. We all looked up at each other and although we didn’t verbalize it, one could tell that by the look in all of our eyes we all knew something was wrong. We rushed to the front door to peak out but couldn’t see much from inside the compound.

We went ahead and finished dinner and cleaned up and then went out on the front porch area to get a view of police cars and ambulances rushing around. At some point we decided it best to just stay inside. Diana and I continued to talk and Uday decided things seemed calm enough so he went out to ask the compound guard what was going on. Diana and I were in the living room area when he went out and shortly after he had left we heard something hitting the side of the house. Diana and I ducked and rushed to take cover in her room.

Once the noise had stopped we joined Raphael and Munju in the living room to figure out where Uday was. He was still outside. We all gasped simultaneously and then Raphael and Munju dashed out into the darkness yelling for Uday. Diana and I went around closing all the windows and doors making sure they were latched tightly. We went out on the front porch looking down the side of the house to see if we could see anything strange. That’s when all three of the Indians including Uday rushed back into the compound yelling for us to get back in the house.

Uday informed us that as he went out to ask the guard about what had happened someone started throwing big stones at him and that their neighbor had pulled him into their house for safety. He told us that something happened at the wedding and police officers were attacked and now police were searching for people hiding in the forest across the creak behind the house. We locked ourselves inside as we heard random gunshots and people yelling out on the main road. Ambulance and police sirens could be heard in the distance.

Later, we heard someone enter the compound outside so Uday opened the door slowly to ask who it was and if “they came in peace.” It ended up being Worku their compound guard. He told us that their were ethnic clashes following an attack on a police officer when they tried to stop wedding goers from celebrating on the Aman airstrip.

After talking with Worku we all decided it was not safe for me to walk back up the hill to my house so they prepared me a makeshift bed on the floor in the living room and after chatting and trying to calm down we all decided it was time for bed and we would see what the situation was in the morning.

During the early morning sometime around 4:30am Raphael and I were awaken by more gunshots and people yelling outside. Come to find out later yesterday morning it was an attack on the police station. I ended up heading back to my house around 7:30am and noticed an increased police presence. I noticed the network was back so I immediately got on the phone with the Peace Corps office in Addis to make them aware of the situation. It didn’t prove very helpful though because all they could find out is whatever was going on was sparked by a wedding gone bad.

I ended up going into school to see if I could ask any of the teachers what had happened but they said nothing. I left after seeing nobody was working because they were all waiting for exams to start. I decided I would head into Mizan to escape from Aman for a bit and settle my nerves.

When the crowd got closer I stepped inside and peaked through a hole

When the crowd got closer I stepped inside and peaked through a hole

I came back to Aman later in the afternoon to find things the same as when I had left. Things were quiet and not many people were out. Then an hour or so later my landlady came back towards my part of the compound yelling “Is Anthony here?” This was right before I received an urgent phone call (and a late text msg) from my program manager in Addis. He told me that Solomon his brother-in-law who is actually one of my math teachers at my school had called to tell him to make sure I stay inside because there were more issues. I realized I had little money left on my phone and that it would be smart to get a recharge card before things went crazy. I ended up asking if I went down the road towards Mizan if I would be alright and my landlord’s family said it was fine. That’s when I went outside to the main road in front of my compound to find tons of others staring down the hill towards the main part of Aman. I could see a traffic jam and a crowd of people on the airstrip across from the police station with another group coming up the road. I sent a kid to get me a phone card because I didn’t want to go far from my house.

Turns out this was a more peaceful gathering but I’m still not sure of it’s purpose. The only time I got worried is when an ambulance heading up the hill to go to Mizan was apparently attacked by a group of guys and then when I saw what I thought to be flying stones. I don’t know if it was or not but after chanting and dancing up and down the hill in front of my house people all started going home. Things have been normal since and peace seems to have been restored. I hope it stays that way. As for going to weddings here I’m not sure this helped trying to convince myself to accept any future invitations to local weddings to help my ongoing efforts of integrating into the community. For now – Hakuna matata! Swahili for ‘no worries.’ The Amharic equivalent would be something along the lines of ‘chigger yelam’ meaning there is no problem. Happy June 11th from Aman! Less than two months to go before vacation home to the states. The lord knows I’m ready for a vacation.


Posted by on June 11, 2013 in Africa, Culture, Ethiopia, Peace Corps


Approaching the 1 year mark!

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Today I arrived back to Aman after being out of site for a little over two weeks. Taking a quick look at my calendar I reminded myself again that G7 (the number given to my group of fellow PCVs that arrived last June) is getting ready to pass the one year mark in Ethiopia. It is hard to believe that it has almost been a year since I arrived on June 6, 2012 in Addis Ababa. Some days seem like they drag on forever but then I travel or something and get back to my site and realize time is flying. I was reading a couple of my fellow G7 PCV’s blogs and they were trying to reflect on our first year in country. An important similarity is that we all kind of feel like we’ve done nothing. We’ve worked effortlessly to get trainings for our teachers put together, get English clubs up and running at our schools and although not all has failed, this first year was more of a test run for year 2. Getting teachers to absorb and actually use information you give them or getting them to even show up for a training is sometimes beyond frustrating. Students on the other hand (although they usually come in flocks of 100) are more open to learning and being around the ferenji teacher that speaks weird English. All in all, looking back over this past year I’ve had a lot of ups and downs and Peace Corps staff warned us about this from the beginning. You don’t know how true this is until you are stuck in a remote village staring at your ceiling hours on end trying to figure out how to make a difference or some sort of impact on your community. I guess what I’ve learned is to take every challenge like a grain of salt. Some projects I do just aren’t going to work out, some more than others. Something else I’ve realized is that this experience is not just about having successful projects in my host community, it is about me growing as a person. PCVs have a lot of free time and a new challenge to myself for my second year in Ethiopia is to learn more about myself and to have more self-reflection time. My Peace Corps service should be as much of a teaching experience as it is a learning experience. Instead of worrying about what lies ahead so much I must slow down and try to live in the moment and really appreciate the little things. If I can do this I think there are many things I can learn about myself and about the world from my host community and from the Ethiopian people as a whole.

Now, looking back on the past weeks and new projects for year two. As I mentioned I just returned to my site after being away for a couple of weeks. I was able to travel to beautiful Hawassa, the regional capital of the Southern Nation’s region to help out with a half-marathon that was held on May 12th. Getting there was a hassle. On the way into Jimma on day one of the three day journey to Hawassa I was with my fellow G7 PCV that lives up the road in Mizan and our bus broke down – completely. We were forced to walk to the next village a couple kilometers down the road where we had to wait for a couple hours for a minibus to arrive to take us on to Jimma. Well, it actually took three minibuses but we finally made it to Jimma, then on to Addis the next day and then to Hawassa. After spending two nights in Hawassa hanging out with fellow PCVs who had also traveled long distances to participate in the race, I made my way back to Addis.

On May 14 I woke up really early to catch a Selam Bus to start a long journey to Bahir Dar, another beautiful city in the northwest of Ethiopia. Lucky me, I guess I brought bad luck to the group of PCVs I was traveling with along with our counterparts because our bus broke down about 40 minutes outside of Addis. We waited for four hours until a new public bus arrived. We weren’t to happy about this because we knew we had to travel through the big gourge located on the road between Bahir Dar and Addis. We made it safely through the gourge but then the issue was that our bus driver decided it was smart to go 105 kph instead of the posted 80 kph. The driver finally got a speeding ticket but that didn’t stop him. We continued up the road and hit a bump cracking the windshield of our bus into many different directions. After watching the bus attendants hold the window in place as we barreled along for quite a while we finally came to a stop. This time in a small town called Finote Selam. We were all told to get out and to find another minibus to make it the rest of the way to Bahir Dar. We were rushed into a minibus by our counterparts and finally made it to Bahir Dar late in the evening. Nonetheless, the rest of the week was a great success and I think for the most part we all tried to put the horrible bus ride from hell at the back of our minds. In Bahir Dar, a group of 20 PCVs and their counterparts participated in a training of coaches for the Grassroots Soccer “Peace Corps Skillz” program to teach kids about HIV/AIDs. Our two training facilitators that flew in from Cape Town, South Africa were awesome and really got us pumped for Grassroots Soccer and its new partnership with Peace Corps Ethiopia. I’m really excited about Grassroots Soccer and I plan to start the program in Aman at the start of the next school year in September. After the training was over it was time to head back to Addis. For all the trouble we had to go through on the way up Peace Corps thought it would be nice to fly us back to Addis. It was quite pleasant and instead of a 17 hour journey it took us about 50 minutes to get back to Addis. Before leaving Bahir Dar I did go for a swim and took in the beautiful views of Lake Tana, the source of the Nile River.

Kuriftu Resort in Bahir Dar on the shores of Lake Tana

Kuriftu Resort in Bahir Dar on the shores of Lake Tana

I spent this last week in Addis visiting the Peace Corps’ doctors and taking care of some stomach issues as well as a bad sun burn. Anyways, I’m back in Aman and the school year is wrapping up. Headed to school tomorrow with the main task of getting campers selected for our Jimma Camp G.L.O.W. (Girls Leading Our World) that will take place in mid-July. Camp in Jimma will be the last big project before I come home for vacation to the US. I’m beyond excited!! I will fly into Kansas City on August 8th and depart August 30th to head to DC for a day before making my journey back to Ethiopia to participate in G7’s MSC (mid-service conference) in Addis the first week of September. Well, that’s it for now. Remember to breathe and live life in the moment!


Posted by on May 26, 2013 in Africa, Education, Ethiopia, Peace Corps


Happy Easter weekend!!


Peace Corps/Ethiopia Volunteers & Senior Staff, All-Volunteer Conf., March ’13

Greetings from East Africa! It’s that time of year and I almost forgot. It is Good Friday and Sunday is Easter, well my Easter. Ethiopian Easter aka Fasika is actually at the end of next month. Those belonging to the Ethiopian Orthodox church are on a long fast of no meat leading up to Fasika next month. For me, that means very limited meat intake for a while. Oh how time flies when you are having fun. Anyways, I wish all my family and friends a very Happy Easter! I only got a couple cards but they were from someone very special. You know who you are. Thanks.

I’ve been back in Aman about a week now following Peace Corps Ethiopia’s 1st All-Volunteer Conference in Addis. The conference was a lot of fun and it was great getting to visit with old friends and other volunteers I hadn’t met from the Peace Corps Ethiopia team. This week has been quite a success. As I may have mentioned in my previous post I finally got my own classroom. Upon my return from Addis things moved very fast and I got my room cleaned, furniture moved in for the most part and I’ve started decorating what will soon be the Aman Primary School English Language Improvement Center (E.L.I.C.). The E.L.I.C. will be one of my main projects for my remaining time here in Ethiopia so I’ll have plenty of time to hopefully reach a lot of students as well as teachers and help them practice their English and encourage them to do their best and study hard. The E.L.I.C. will be stocked with donated children books and other language games as I collect resources or make them. Once I get the center up and running I’ll post some pictures. The center will potentially have regular hours where students can come in and read, play language games and more. I’ll also use the center to facilitate my teacher trainings, student and teacher English clubs, model teaching, etc.

As for this weekend I’m headed to the Bebeka Coffee Plantation right down the road from Aman. I’m going with my friends Diana and her housemates Uday and Munjela as well as the Filipino professors John, Res and Jun all whom live in close proximity to me in Aman and all work at the local Mizan-Tepi University in between Aman and Mizan. We plan to have quite the feast including lamb and chicken. Expect pictures sometime next week with a recap of my adventures to Bebeka. Happy Easter and God Bless!


Happy Peace Corps Week!!

A Dusty Sunset in Aman

A Dusty Sunset in Aman

Obviously I’m still trying to catch onto this whole idea of blogging. I’m starting to catch on though. I promise. Anyways, I’m sorry for not getting a post up for a while but here it is:

Happy Peace Corps Week from Ethiopia! February 24 – March 2 is Peace Corps Week and Peace Corps is celebrating its 52nd birthday. Neat to think that I’m part of an organization that has been around for so long. In honor of Peace Corps week I hope everyone back home enjoyed all the chaotic wintry weather that has hit the mid-west especially back home in Mid-Mo where it seems to have hit pretty hard. If you were one of those lucky people that had no power for some time – welcome to my life. 😉 Just this evening my power has been off and on numerous times. Luckily tonight I had leftovers so I didn’t have to cook in between power outages. As a Peace Corps volunteer I’ve learned to appreciate all the little things. I thought I did before but I really had no idea. Reliable electricity, cellphone reception, a hot shower, a variety of delicious food is all a distant blur to me at this moment in time. I’m surviving just fine but as a Peace Corps volunteer I’m learning to live with little, if I get something in a care package I treat every item like gold. What I do have I use it wisely and in creative ways. I don’t consider my current reality a sacrifice but rather a learning and humbling opportunity to realize all the things that many of us from the developed world take for granted everyday.

As for my work in Aman it was slow over the past month. 1st semester came to end as I mentioned in my last post and students and teachers were busy with final exams and what not. Then I was supposed to spend a week out of site in Jimma the main town up the road for my group’s regional in-service training. Well, I ended up only staying in Jimma for one night for the training. I ran into a slight health concern (a new pastime of mine) and after speaking with the Peace Corps Medical Office in our Addis office we decided I needed to go into the capital. I was having chest and back pain that was really starting to bother me and we wanted to make sure it was nothing too serious. Lucky me, since I was in Jimma there was an airport. I got to take a flight into Addis. This is special because PCVs usually aren’t allowed to fly into Addis from Jimma.  It was nice considering I hadn’t been on a plane or almost any non-cramped form of modern transportation since June of last year. Anyhow, I got to Addis and after various tests including an ultrasound on my heart (it is fine and dandy) we discovered that the pneumonia I had a week back and all the coughing I did resulted in a tear in a muscle or piece of cartilage that just so happened to be in the same area as my heart that was causing me a lot of pain. So with that realization my Peace Corps medical officer sent me packing with muscle relaxers and strong pain killers in hand. The next day I was on my way back to Jimma to see the other volunteers off since I had missed the majority of our training program. Oops. Health first. So needless to say last week was a bit hectic but it was nice to get a little vacation from Aman. Now I’m fine and just dealing with the normal stomach issues probably because of something weird I ate.

At my primary school this week I got my English clubs back up and going for 2nd semester and today and yesterday I hosted the International Creative Writing Contest for Aman High School students and the 6-8th grade students at my school. Next weekend I’m going to host the contest for the Mizan-Tepi University students with the help of the lovely card playing VSO volunteer Diana (check out her blog).

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Tomorrow morning I have my 2nd teacher training. I had to change the date for it numerous times already and today when my principal said we have another meeting tomorrow and you can’t have yours I “went off” in the nicest way possible as to not offend anyone. So as far as I know I’m good to go in the morning and the English teachers will be excused from the other meeting. If they would give me my own room I wouldn’t have to take the space they need. However, they’ve known about my training program for a while so I’m not sure why they double booked the venue. As far as getting my own classroom it is still a work in progress. I submitted today a proposal and action plan for my English Language Improvement Center (E.L.I.C.) which is the reason I really need my own classroom. Giving the ferenji, white man who speaks perfect English a classroom of his own is proving to be quite the task. I now have the Mayor’s office, the town administration’s education office, teacher’s association and others on board or at least aware of the situation. So I hope with my proposal and my continuing begging I will have a classroom of my own to start putting my ELIC together soon.

I’ll be in Aman for the next week and a half then I’ll be headed back to Addis along with all of the other 200+ Peace Corps Volunteers in Ethiopia for our All Volunteer Conference (AVC). I also get to stay a few extra days for a short training of trainers since I was elected to be on our Peer Support Network (PSN) in November when my group had our IST in Ambo.  I’m pretty excited for our AVC not only to get another vacation from site but also to see old friends and to meet new volunteers. We’re all spread out all over Ethiopia and with me being in a location at “the end of the road” I don’t get to meet many new volunteers or volunteers from other sectors so it will be nice. Will write again soon”ish”. Be safe and stay warm to all of those back home. God Bless!


Posted by on March 1, 2013 in Africa, Culture, Ethiopia, Peace Corps

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