WHAT question from America...
What are you doing all day?
|Lilly (my host cousin) and I hanging out.|
|Brad, Rhoda and I hanging out on my porch.|
Allow me to explain-
When I say I get ready, with my Tina that means I put on an outfit and come out for breakfast. She says it looks nice and I eat. After I am done eating and am ready to walk to training with Lou (Volunteer in the fale next to me) my Tina informs me very nicely that I am not ready. That the outfit is the wrong one. So I change, that one is also the wrong one because I need to match it with this flower. So I change. That one is also not correct because it is too fat for my body and I should wear a different one. After 3-4 outfit changes I am ready but my hair is not, or my shoes are wrong, or.. you get the idea. My Tina likes to dress me up because she wants me to look the best! If other Volunteers are wearing pulatosi then I have to too. Now I am late, so is Lou who patiently waited (and was for probably the first month until I found a way to stop that madness!) and I get to training.
|What I do on my breaks|
This is my story I made up in
Samoan about my
teacher going to a club.
|What Michelle does on her breaks|
|Every day life.|
Other Volunteers do not have such freedom and have to go home to tell their families what they want to do. A lot of the volunteers have to check in and hope their family doesn't have something planned for them. I know of one Volunteer at the beginning of training had a fiafia (party) every night for the first two weeks.
When the Lotu bell rings, my family does not do Lotu. Sometimes I do Lotu with Lou and sometimes I just go into my room and read until dinner is ready.
|Mareko! Games after dinner.|
|My family sleeping on my porch of my fale.|
Luckily those questions have stopped and I can get my Tina to eat with me and it is usually just me and her. My brother Mareko will eat with me along with my Tina if they are both there. Other Volunteers still eat alone and are still getting watched while they eat.
So- We all get ready for the day, we all pray and we all have dinner in out typical day... But all of our days are never ever typical.