Wednesday, August 6, 2014

What does it mean to be a girl? Through the eyes of a Tanzanian teenager

Now, my posts are usually updates about events I've done, but this post is a little different. This post is about gender equality in Tanzania through the eyes of those who it effects most... teenage, educated Tanzanian girls.

I asked my students to write an essay last week, like I do every week.

I thought about this prompt out of the blue and thought it would be good for my students to really think about. The prompt was:
“What is means to be a girl in Tanzania.”

 I then rephrased it to ensure understanding:
“Because I am a girl, I must do/be…”
“Because I am a girl, I cannot do/be…”

As I began reading, some of their answers were so powerful, that I decided to jot them down and let the world know what they think.

Some  answers were heartbreaking…

“I know I cannot do complex work because I am a girl” – Milka Minyekile, age 16

“I know I cannot play after school because I am a girl”- Milka Minyekile, age 16

“I cannot choose the subject I want to study, because people are thinking that girls cannot study science subjects” – Antumie Makoga, age 15

“Because I am a girl, I know I cannot have time to rest. I have a time of doing work.” – Valieth Wemah, age 16

“I know I must struggle in order to accomplish my goals.” – Valieth Wemah, age 16

“I must be obedient” – Valieth Wemah, age 16

“Because I am a girl, I cannot marry. But a boy can marry me.”- Melina Mlowe, age 17

But some girls had a different outlook…

“ I know I must study hard, because in our society, the number of girls who are educated is low. Because I am a girl, I must study hard in order to reduce the number of uneducated women.”- Milka Kinyekile, age 16

“In order to help a girl in her life, the government must be supportive in how she can get her basic human rights.”- Milka Kinyekile, age 16

“I know I must study hard. When girls study hard, it helps society and goes against the local/tribal belief that a girl is special for marriage and cannot study.”- Antumie Makoga, age 15

“I know I must go against our traditional beleifs. A girl must do this because in society, a girl does not have a chance to make decisions because our society believes that girls have no good ideas.” - Antumie Makoga, age 15

“To be a girl is to attend well in academic issues, so as to stimulate other girls to do so in order to get first priority in political, social and business matters.”- Vicky Malekela, age 16

“To be a girl means that you must stand on various matters that you believe are good.” - Vicky Malekela, age 16

“Because I am a girl, I know I must be confident.”- Lidia Sniga, age 16

Living in a culture for the past year where women are treated far from equally has been very challenging, but after reading the latter of the comments, it is now clear that Tanzanian women of the upcoming generations realize what they deserve and how they should be treated. I hope they never lose their fighting spirit, because they definitely inspired me.


Yates' Take On Tanzania

I am sorry it has been so long since my last post. Like normal, like has been kinda crazy... but in a good way!

I am one very lucky girl. I have been away from home now for a year and to mark this momentous occasion, my family traveled to the other side of the world to see what life over here is like (and to give them some peace of mind that I’m safe.) 

One of the goals of the Peace Corps is to share knowledge and experiences of your host country with Americans, and what better way to do this than to show them first hand.

My Mom, Dad, and Grandma Torch left my cousin’s wedding around midnight to drive several hours to and airport and then journeyed almost 30 hours to get here. They arrived in the middle of the night and after a night of half-assed sleep, we started our trip (and my couple weeks of living the safi life!) My school finished up the first term, so I had about a month off, perfect time for family vacation.

Our trip consisted of 3 major destinations: Dar es Salaam, the Serengeti, and Zanzibar.

In Dar, we mostly just walked around, because let’s face it, Dar is just a big city like anywhere else in the world. But what was amazing is that my family pointed out things to be that I realized I had become accustomed to and have accepted as normal, when only a year ago, I was entranced and intreagued by the bajaji’s, people carrying everything on their heads, the dress and the language; It was all so new and so interesting once upon a time. 

Grandma, Mom and I taking a break from the heat and trying some Tanzanian soda

Drinking coconut water in the streets of Dar
 (Please ignore the very, very wrong date on the picture)


We then took a plane to start our adventure in the Serengeti and went on a 4 day, 3 night safari. We went out looking for animals in the mornings and evenings, because it was too hot in the middle of the day and the animals were hiding out in the shade.   

When we arrived, we helped our guide, Joseph, and our cook, Zacharia, set up our tents and got settled in. There were wildebeests all around us, less than 20 yards from the edge of the camp. And I will say that we were never hungry the entire time we were on Safari. We were fed in the Tanzanian fashion with not only 3 large meals, but also chai mid-morning. And the food was good! They catered a lot to the types of food westerners enjoy. Just don’t ask yourself how you are having chicken on the 3rd night when they have no refrigeration…

We spent 2 nights in the Serengeti, and then for the final night made our way to Ngorongoro Crater, the largest caldera in the world. I have to say, camping on the edge of that crater gives Njombe a run for its money as the coldest place in Tanzania. Inside the crater are some animals you cannot see in the Serengeti, including rhinos and flamingos.  It was kind of rainy and wet, but we didn't let it dampen our spirits.
Our permit only allows 6 hours in the crater, so after we left, we slowly made our way back to civilization, but along the way stopped by Oldupi Gorge (oldupi is the kimasaai world for sisal- a large crop in Tanzania used to make rope). This gorge is famous because it’s where several remains and skeleton’s  belonging to the same species as Homo Erectus, Lucy, and the Nutcracker Man. The gorge is an evolutionary goldmine!
As we completed our journey, Joseph asked if we wanted to get some souveniers, so we stopped in a shop called Shanga Shangaa which translates to surprising glass beads. This store employs 55 people with various disabilities who make crafts out of recycled materials, including glass, aluminum, fabric, etc. It was so inspiring to watch these people work and make beautiful pieces of art from materials that usually litter the streets of Tanzania.

 I don’t know if I ever thanked my parents enough, but it was the experience of a lifetime that I never could have done without them (I’m a volunteer, remember?)

Here are just a few family pictures we took while on the trip. 

The whole gang, including Joseph and Zacharia

Outlook on top of Ngorongoro Crater

Entering the Serengeti

Idaho gals love dead things
And here are some of my favorite pics we got in the park

just a couple of giraffes

Baboon

Lizard basking in the sun

Vulture

A Zebra and his buddy

Water Buffalo and friends

Sleepy Lioness


Mama and baby Elephants

Sleepy Lion

We found Pumba


Hippo

Jackel

Gotta love a good butt shot

This little guy loved having his picture taken!
After our safari, we made our way to Zanzibar for some rest and relaxation. We can’t forget that this is vacation and rest and relaxation are mandatory.

We spent a day wandering around Stonetown and sightseeing, since Zanzibar has a rich, but sad history associated with the slave trade.

 The next day was R&R day, spent snorkeling, and then relaxing by the pool and getting a little tan since I live in the Arctic Tundra of Africa aka Njombe, TZ. 

Nipe tano! (Give me Five!)
View from our hotel room 

Fresh Leeche

Some beautiful flowers on Zanzibar
The next day, we walked on the beach and took an afternoon ferry back to Dar es Salaam where we walked around a bit more and ate some Indian street food. The next day, we woke up and had a great continental breakfast that included daal of all things… and then proceeded to check out of our rooms. But since they were flying out in the middle of the night, they didn’t book a room, so we spent the next 14 hours homeless, wandering the streets of Dar es Salaam. But time with family precious, so we made the most of it. We walked aimlessly for a bit and stopped for beers every couple of hours to sit and cool off.  We finally stopped at one of the bars PCV’s visit regularly, when I realized that my family was going to board the plane in a few hours without trying the staple food of TZ. Of course I couldn’t let them escape without trying that most delectable of all Tanzanian Cuisine: Ugali. And the weirdo’s actually didn’t mind it!

We spent the rest of our time together drinking beer until they headed to the airport.
Saying goodbye to them again was just as hard as it was the first time I left.

12 months down, 15 to go. I’ll be home before you know it mom.

Love you!