SORRY, OUT OF ORDER!!!Read the previous one first.
Physically Fit-
Guess what yall? Nneka is getting into shape! Yeah!!!! I m proud to say that I have starthed exercising [almost] on a daily basis. Every morning I wake up around 6:00am when its cool and breezy and prepare to take off round 6:30am to ride my bike down the road to the next village. And let me tell you it feels soo good with the breeze in my face and the beautiful scenery. Can you believe that I can ride my bike for an hour now non-stop? Its soo coool!!! lol.
The first day was the most beautiful. I think it was because I was so pumped that I was actually starting my exercise regiment. I got up and mentally battled the fact that I had to start today like I had planned. I won the mental battle, went to the kitchen to take a small breakfast, put on my sweats, threw on my bright pink bicycle helmet, jumped on my bike, and headed down the road. (And yes, Peace Corps require that we wear our helmet. So that means I have to endure the locals laughing or staring at me and my helmet. One guy asked me, "Is that your crash helmet for the bike?? I said yes and he couldn?t even breath, he was laughing so hard. In my area, they are only used to seeing people wear helmets went they are riding their motorbikes, not bicycles.) But, I started down the red clay road taking in the extraordinary scenery. I had one of those ?I'm actually in Africa moments.? Riding down the road, I passed the strong Ghanaian women carrying large bundles of firewood on their heads and big babies on their backs walking from the village to town (I wish I had my camera, but I?m not that skilled yet that I can ride and take pictures at the same time). Riding down the road, the dry brush decorated the village scenery; decorating the brown clay compounds spread far apart, decorating other village women fetching water from the only borehole in miles, decorating the baby goats calling out to their mothers as I pass by (I love the baby goats, they are so cuuute!!!). The sights and knowing that I am actually here in Africa produced an overwhelmingly, proud feeling within me. I was in awe. Then that awe vanished as a woman twice my age on a one-speed bike passed me on my 21-speed bike, TWICE!!!! lol.
I started the exercise regiment for two reasons- to get in shape and to prepare for an HIV/AIDS bike ride. Beginning May 10th throu May 15th, a bunch of obrunis (foreigners/white people) will ride our bikes as part of an education campaign to create awareness about HIV/AIDS in the rural communities. Get this? We will bike between 10-15 miles/day and give 3 two-hour presentations each day. Now top those hours of riding and presentations with 100+ degree weather, carrying all your belongings on the back of your bike as you ride day in and day out. It?s going to be a HUGE challenge but I think I can do it. I'll write about it and post it for the May Online Journal Entry.
A week after beginning my regiment, I joined the KitFit Exercise group, something that some people in town put together. We meet every Saturday at 5:30am, before the sun is up, to do our exercises. Last week was my first day with the group. I got there late since I?m not used to waking up that early but arrived just in time to start the exercise routine (I missed the join portion). Let me tell you that this was my first time since my college days that I've done any exercise routine. That translates to my body was sore for the next few days, but I continued with my daily bike riding. And guess what??? I played soccer for the first time!!!!!! It was hilarious. There were only two girls playing soccer, myself and my friend Mercy. We were on opposite teams and she was guarding the goal post. Needless to say, since this was my first time, I looked like an idiot trying to kick the ball towards my goal with my opponents (opponents who have been playing soccer before they could even walk) trying to steal the ball from me. I made it to the goal post, the one Mercy war guarding, and prepared to give one hard kick to score a point. Unfortunately, I wasn?t keeping an eye on Mercy who was right there and as I gave my kick to score, she also gave her kick to counter my score and we both kicked the ball that didn't go anywhere, and then kicked each other!!!!!! I lost balance and fell. Makes you think of tat movie Clueless doesn't it? lol.
HIVA/IDS WORK
This has been one of the most inspiring aspects of my Peace Corps service. We (my NGO & myself) have officially established our People Living With HIV/AIDS Association. I?m so excited and proud. Right now. The association is made up of 11 women (and some with their children) but the number will continue to increase as we continue to invite those people that test positive for the virus.
Last week we elected the executive committee and started drafting a plan of action/activities we would like to accomplish this year. I?m excited about the ideas that we?ve come up with. Some of them are:
? a Civil Rights education workshop
? share and provide support for other People Living with HIV/AIDS Assoc. in Ghana
? Income generation projects (e.g., soap making, tye & dye, jewelry making)
? Self esteem/confidence-building sessions
Not only am I excited about the plans, but I?m simply excited about interacting with the women and learning from them. They are so motivated and upbeat despite their ever-changing physical state. In The beginning, I felt sorry for them but after observing them, it seemed as though they didn?t pity themselves- so why should I? And from this perspective, I began to open my mind and heart to learn from them.
The women range from as young as 23 years old to about 50 years old. The modes of contracting the virus vary in this area and are mostly due to poverty and traditional beliefs. Young girls and even married women who?s father or husband are not able to provide for them financially turn to prostitution-(either for money, school fees/uniforms, or just their daily bread- and contract HIV/AIDS. Traditional beliefs definitely spread HIV/AIDS faster than wildfire. In this area, it is common for men to have a wife (and in some cases more than one wife) and have multiple marital affairs, which help them bring the disease home to their wife/wives and children. Secondly, people often seek remedies from traditional healers when they are sick. The remedy usually entails some type of scarring with a blade and herbal medicine that is often been used more than once. Wife inheritance is also a common mode of transportation. When a husband dies, leaving his wife sometimes they are not completely sure of the cause; so when the late husband?s brother comes to marry/take the wife, rarely does either of them go for testing. It?s a sad situation. But out of this sad situation, these women who have HIV/AIDS bring me happiness with their positive attitudes, their joy, and their ability to keep on keeping on in the face of HIV/AIDS.
I can see the forming of this association will be a very rewarding experience- both for the HIV/AIDS victims and myself. Next weekend, we are going to visit another association to share experiences, stories, motivation, and all that good stuff. I can?t wait for it because it will give our women even more moral support on top of what they are receiving now amongst each other. I?ll take pictures and post them.
Right now, The association is made up of 11 women (and some with their children) but the number will continue to increase as we continue to invite those people that undergo testing and result positive for HIV/AIDS.
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Updated: Tuesday, 7 June 2005 10:01 AM EDT