Happiness, isn't it a wonderful feeling? This has been a good week. Maybe because my trip to Colorado is getting closer. Maybe because I had a really great workout on Saturday. Maybe it's just because I have nothing to be sad or stressed about. I think I am just living my life in the moment and enjoying all that is good about it.
Life isn't perfect though, I have major plumbing issues that is impacting when and how much water I use at home. The plumber is so far behind right now he will not get to me until after I return from my trip. I worry that the repairs are going to be quite costly too. But I have to expect things like this as I live in a nearly seventy year old home. I am fortunate to have this charming little home though and I enjoy fixing it up so that I will have a cozy place to grow old(er) in.
I am still on a high with the planning of my volunteering trip to teach in Nepal in two years. I am a very detailed planner and like to have each little thing planned out well in advance of any trip. The one issue I keep struggling with on the timing of this trip though is when I travel over in September the weather will still be warm to mild. In Kathmandu it will still feel like summer much as it does here in Texas ( same latitude) Once I travel up to Salleri it will cool down a bit but will still be mild but rainy, the monsoons usually continue into early October. Once the monsoon season ends it will begin to cool down and it will be winter before I return home. Now I can only pack so much, probably two duffle bags and my back pack. Clothes for temperatures from 90f down to zero. I will need to find out what I can purchase locally in Salleri to fill in for what I won't have room to bring.
I have started an online Nepalese language course. I hope to learn enough to be able to communicate the basics without having to rely on Google translate all the time. learning to read and write will be the most challenging. I hope to at least learn to recognize a few important words. So I have mastered Woman - Mahila, Man - Purush, Boy - Keta, and Girl - Keti.
Volunteering in a foreign country has it's pros and cons. Some people (and I am guilty of this) only can commit a week or so. Work, school and other commitments limits the time that people can spend away from home. Do these short term assignments have an impact? Are they more harmful than good? I suppose that depends on what you are doing. I personally feel that to commit to less that two weeks is a burden to those that have to prepare and train you to do the job you came to do. I know it can take me several days to feel comfortable in a new place. When working with children consistency is key to having a positive outcome. High turnover in volunteers disrupts the patterns. In the case of teachers it is crucial for consistency in what is being taught and how. I really wonder if my 8 weeks will be too short.
I have a friend that went on a mission trip to Guatemala recently. She fund raised for the trip and stressed over the cost of going but felt that God was leading her to go and to make a impact on these unfortunate Guatemalans. The way she talked about it I thought she was going for six months or longer. Her trip was one week. ONE WEEK! She cam home talking of the impact that it made on her and how blessed she was to help these people. She felt like she had such a positive effect on them. I'm just shaking my head. I'm glad she feels so good about what she did. It hopefully help her to make more positive changes in her life. But we cannot fool ourselves into thinking that one week in a disadvantaged area helping out will even be a drop in the bucket for it to have an impact on the lives of the Guatemalans.
I know that the time I spent helping out at Kidane Mehret Childrens home was just that. It was helping the Sisters to get a break from their duties. It was an extra pair of hands to feed a toddler. It was helping a older child with their homework. It was an extra set of eyes on the preschoolers on the playground. It was someone to read a book to them in English so they would start to learn it. But I knew that when I left, I would be forgotten. Someone else would step in and take my place. I loved what I did, and I was filled with a joy of being able to help. That is why I want to teach in Nepal. I hope to be there long enough to make friends. To create memories. To be so lucky to do so in such a beautiful country is a bonus. I know that English teachers are desperately in need. Native English speakers are preferred for the older kids to practice conversations with. I know that I will just be one of many that these students will have over the course of their school years. I may be a passing memory for them. For me it will be so much more. I guess that is what inspires us to volunteer, the hope that you can make things better for someone for just a day and that for you it makes your life better forever.