A Day in the Life of a PCT (Peace Corps Trainee)
4.30 am: Wake up to the sound of roosters crowing and dogs barking
4.45 am: Try to go back to sleep
5.00 am: Wake to the sound of host mother, preparing breakfast and lunch and washing the previous day’s dishes
5.15am: Try to go back to sleep
5:45 am: Wake up to another round of dogs barking
6:00: The day is heating up, try to go back to sleep in the warmth.
6:30 am: Decide it is time to wake up, get out of bed, tie up the mosquito net, and shower
7:00am: Press clothes for the day
7:30am: Eat Breakfast - baked goods, toast, crackers, or fried plantains
8:00am: Leave for training, take taxi to church 3 miles down the road
8:30 am – Noon: Education Training. Teaching children with special needs and alternate forms of assessment
Noon-1pm: Lunch – prepared by home stay mom, curry and roti (flat bread), fried rice, or fried potatoes
1pm-4.30pm: General Training – Cross Cultural Session: Creolese Language, Safety and Security: Incident Reporting
4:30pm: Walk to snackette for drinks and snack, take to the sea wall (Atlantic Ocean) and enjoy, complain about training with other trainees :)
5:30pm: Head home to home stay – taxi. Busy time of day, so be sure to squeeze 4 adults and 1 child in the back of a compact car, and one adult and child in the passenger front seat. “Mek yuhself small” as the taxi drivers say.
6:30pm: Dinner with home stay: Potato Stew, Roasted Eggplant, or “Cook up Rice (Rice and beans and vegetables)
7:00pm: Treat the day’s maladies: sunburn, heat rash, mosquito bites
7:30pm: Relax with home stay – play games, watch TV, do homework, play cricket
8:30pm: Get ready for bed – brush teeth, shower, get down mosquito net, apply mosquito spray
9:00pm: Bedtime, debrief day with Chris. Attempt to fall asleep in the heat.
The life of a trainee – after April 23rd, we will be living in our sites as volunteers, doing our Peace Corps work and integrating into our community. Training is a little boring, but we are having a good time meanwhile. We escape to area lakes on the weekends, swimming and cooking food ‘bush style’ – on the fire. Last weekend, we took 5 live chickens, a ton of food from the market, and made lunch – from killing and plucking the chickens to peeling the garlic and chopping the veggies, we did it all on location. Best tasting meal ever. I decided all the best meals I’ve had have been cooked over the open flame – can’t beat it.
Last week we got to visit current volunteers in Guyana to see what life is like. I spent a week with a couple in an Indo-Guyanese rice farming community. Both the husband and wife are working in primary schools, teaching computer classes, literacy, and Spanish. It was great to see their Guyanese friends, how they cook and live on the Guyanese budget, and how successful they are in their work. I saw the library and computer labs they established. Chris spent a week on an island in Guyana’s Pameroon River. He lived amongst Amerindians whose only electricity is solar power and who bathe in the river. I should also say he lived with tarantulas and slept in a hammock. We survived. Thrived. We are anxiously waiting for Friday; we will get the information about the sites available for us. We will find out where we can live, information on our jobs, and pictures of the available housing. Then we will write essays requesting the sites we choose and will find out the following week where we will be. Exciting times.
A few quotes from the week:
“Peace Corps. It is the ugliest time of your life.”
Q: “If the Amerindians sleep in hammocks, how do they manage to procreate?”
A: “They weave strong, strong hammocks. Built for two.”
“Where is Machews?” (Translation: Where is Matthew?)
“Me nah know” (Translation: I don’t know)
“You can buy happiness. It’s called cheese.” (Dairy is not widely available and is very expensive in Guyana).
Next up: Day in the life of a Guyanese animal, and more Creolese lessons. By request. J
PS: We are working on uploading pictures, the internet is mighty slow.