Thursday, March 5, 2009

Cotton Selling time

This time of year is cotton selling time. The harvest is finished and farmers are selling their cotton to Sodecoton, a French company who controls the cotton production in the north of Cameroon. They hold a monopoly, selling pesticides and fertilizer on credit and buying the cotton produced.

These are photos from my village cotton marche



Men stamping down the cotton

Villagers have noticed the difference in the cotton harvest in the past few years, watching as they collect fewer and fewer bundles. Cotton is a plant that is very rough on the soil, consuming all the nutrients and year after year the soil is degraded. Because of this, the failure of their crop, many farmers in my village are choosing to stop planting cotton.

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Various designs for improved cookstoves

portable version without a bottom
portable version with bottom/base

non-portable fixed in place version


Improved Cookstoves

Yesterday I spent the day touring villages to look at improved cookstoves. We visited four different villages and groups of women who make the improved cookstoves out of clay. Improved cookstoves are a valuable tool for agroforestry and embraced by many women because if constructed correctly they economise greatly on wood. Everyone in villages and in cities cooks with wood, which is cut en brousse. The mountain behind my house is one place where people in surrounding villages go to cut down wood, not only for personal consumption, but to sell on the side of the road to people going into the city. However with deforestation and desertification, as well a population increases, wood is becoming more and more scarce. Thus any agroforestry volunteer could do well promoting the use of improved cookstoves, which conserve wood and also add to the health of a household by cutting down on smoke inhaled from the fire as well as protecting children from falling into an open fire. While many people do use some form of improved cookstoves, many still cook balancing a pot over three stones, which means that a lot of heat escapes and is not used. In addition, the fire is open to wind which can cause it wood to burn quickly and the heat, once more to escape without being used. Of the improved cookstoves that exist, many can be improved, either by making a model that is more efficient through it's structure and design or the composition of the clay and materials used. I am hoping to start working with two local potters in my village who are sisters and make caneries (the big terra cotta jars that store water) in developing a good prototype for an improved cookstove to use in village, but also to sell on the side of the road along with wood. Oumarou is the animator who promotes improved cookstoves with the ONG GED and he took me on his moto to visit some people he has trained in the fabrication of the stoves. One group, a GIC (legalized group) of women has been fashioning them for a year now. They sell them right next to the bundles of wood on the side of the road. One project, therefore goes towards environmental protection, economic gain and the empowerment of the women who create the stoves. The day was a long one, but wonderful and we spent a good three to four hours with the one group who work in GIC, getting together once a week to make the stoves (quite a nice social activity) and then sell them together splitting the money amongst themselves. (This GIC also does agriculture, and started out doing that.) I also got to try my hand at making one, a very small mini-version. Below are some pictures of the process, followed by some other pictures of various types of improved cookstoves.



Thursday, February 19, 2009

Hospitality

The past few weeks have been about hospitality. I have been learning a lot about it, and it seeme at every turn in the road there were lessons revolving around this theme, in books I picked up to read, in Bible Studies, in conversations. And I have really been growing in this area. General ideas about hospitality are simple. It's easy to be hospitable when you are the hostess of a dinner party and everything is straight and prepared and it's your favorite friends coming over. Or when your home is all nice and pretty and perfect. Or when you are perfectly comfortable and at ease. Easy to make people feel at home and welcome them in, right? But what does hospitality mean when you do not have a finished home. What does it mean when you are not comfortable in your living space; what does it mean to be hospitable when you don't feel particularly friendly, when you are frustrated or tired or lonely. What does it mean to have a hospitable heart, to make space for people when they show up at the door (or just walk through it for lack of one!) even when your nature would go against that. What does it mean to make a space hospitable through your welcoming heart and ears and smile rather than what is in the space/house? What does it mean to love people no matter what, no matter how you feel or no matter how they approach you? These are a lot of the themes that God has been taking me through this past month, and I feel blessed to be learning and maybe progressing a little in this area. I have been reading a book by Henri Nouwen called Reaching Out, which speaks on the subject of both solitude and hospitality, the necessity of solitude and the hospitality of the heart in reaching out towards others. So applicable for Peace Corps life. It has been incredibly beautiful as well as appropriate for this time, these past months, so helpful. And I do feel that I have come to a place where I am able to put my own discomfort and wants aside and make room for others, make a space welcoming, love more. It is an incredible thing when you reach a point of being on a plateau of sorts. I feel as though I was climbing up a mountain, climbinb up, climbing up. And finally reached a plateau, and was aware of it, that hey, my heart has changed! Looking back I can see the distance and the difference. I noticed that now, when the children stare through the unfinished wall of my house at whatever I'm doing, instead of feeling frustrated or mad or sad or at my wits end, just wanting to hide or have some peace and quiet, now the response is laughter, laughter at the kids, waving, smiling. So that is indeed progress. And just one small example, and a very nice, soft, quiet praise for that lesson and growth.

love is in the sms airwaves

In honor of Valentine's Day I thought I'd share with you some text messages I've received in the past few months from random Cameroonian men, for your own enjoyment. Because yes, they are quite entertaining. Lesson learned: Cameroonian men are very, very dramatic. And definitely fall in love at first sight, even without more than three words exchanged.

12/7 17:49
bsr je suis oblige d tappelle car jai toujour envie de suivre ta voi et ce ma premiere foi decrire 1 msg. AbdulRaman

translation: goodevening i'm obliged to call you since i still/always desire to follow/hear your voice. this is my first time writing a (text) message.

1/29 23:05
slt dit je n ariv ps a control ma nouvel affection pr tw j ai ete decu m je lie ms stimt pr tw e a la patience j amrai gagne l affection d tn amite pr la suite. Ahmad the moto driver

hello listen i'm not able to control my new affection/love for you i was disappointed (when i texted to tell him i didn't need him to pick me up) i have my esteem for you and with patience i would like to win your affection and your friendship following.

1/30 16:17
slt cm va tu je sns pas 2 panse toi eliza je n une second rtard ta beaute me donne l'idee d joie tn image d ta bell face apparait dans mes yeux! bne soire eliza Ahmad the moto driver

hello how are you i don't know what you think eliza i ? one second late your beauty gives me the idea of joy and your image of your beautiful face appears in my eyes! good night eliza.

2/12 17:09
Qu tu me croi ou pas moi g pense a toi ca parai bizar ou terrifien el tu me mank. l'ocean a moin d'eau ke mon ker a? si tu poura compter ls etoil ds le ciel? Hammadou

whether you believe me or not, i think of you that seems bizarre or scary el i miss you. the ocean has less water than my heart has? if you could count the stars in the sky.

2/14 19:44
Tu a transforme ma vie en poesi e je te 2mand d'agir avec moi selon tn keur me sentiment pr toi st 6 for ke le garde secret sere impo6ble mn bb jetmmm k66666. Yannick the waiter

you transformed my life into poetry and i ask you to be with me according to your heart my feeling for you is so strong to keep a secret would be impossible. My baby I looove you. kiss.

2/14 20:03
bebe si g meurs c soir c sera d'amour et peine car au pres de toi ma vie est eternel. anonymous

Baby if i die tonight it will be of love and pain since next to you my life is eternal.


Now some of you might be wondering why these people have my phone number, and yes it's a good question. And every time I'm about to hand over the real digits I stop and think, hmm "do I really want to do this?" But every time it seems completely normal and mundane, even with no more than 3 sentences conversation exchanged...a moto driver who you need to come back and pick you up from the Bible Study and take you home. The waitor who has a restaurant next to a carpenter and said he'd be happy to bargain with the carpenter when he returned for a piece of furniture you wanted. A friend's homestay brother. And the thing is after a few weeks of non-returned lovesick phone calls and texts, they usually get over it and move on. Still, 95% of the time a man says "Well can I get your contact? Do you have a phone? Can I have your number?" the answer is NO!

Friday, January 30, 2009

Happy birthday Dad, January 29

ps a very happy birthday to my dad yesterday!!! i wish i could be there!

Today in Garoua

So today I walked into the office and there were four letters for me:
mailed from
Dad: Dec 22
my Aunt and Uncle: Nov 15
Brian: Oct 21
and Tracy: Dec 18
So apparently there was some kind of holiday holdup, because i had been receiving mail fairly consistantly three weeks after it was sent. Funny because I did get letters from some people that were sent after that, but those four must have been floating around lost in mail space for a while. Now they have arrived! Haha.

Yesterday and today I visited the offices of the World Wildlife Fund, the Ministry of Forests and Fauna of Cameroon, and Sodecoton's Project ESA here in Garoua, to speak with representatives about their projects and programs, about my work in village, and how we might be able to work together or at least be "au courant" with each other's work. I think it went very well as I think now I have a better understanding of how they partner with individuals and groups to plant trees and solve environmental problems in villages in the north of Cameroon.

The WWF deals primarily with reforestation here in the North, to fight against desertification. Trees affect wildlife, and climate change, which affects wildlife, so they believe that such endeavors are worthwhile. As such, groups, or villages and write requests/applications for trees and the WWF will give them to them to plant in village. For all of you at home who ever sponsor or "buy a tree" for Christmas or Alternative Gifts, this is the sort of program. And how interesting for me to be on the receiving end of it and see the trees get put in the ground. How it works is the village writes a request for trees, numbers and which species. Someone on the ground (in the case of my village, me) oversees the production of trees through local pepinieristes (nusery men), of which there are three in my village. After making sure that the trees are grown and planted by the village, the pepineristes will write a bill, someone from WWF will come to survey it, count the trees, and pay the pepinierists. The trees must be 40% fruit trees 60% forest species. As such, at the moment trees are free, which I have mixed feelings about due to sustainability and will probably write more on later.

Project ESA is the environmental branch of Sodecoton. Sodecoton is a French company in the north of Cameroon which basically has a monopoly on cotton production. They give farmers fertilizer and pesticides on credit and the farmers must produce cotton for them. They buy the cotton from the farmers on a fixed price. If you were to ask me my personal opinion on it, I would say it is a very detrimental system, that farmers get stuck in a cycle out of which they can't escape. The first year they take things on credit, produce their cotton and get a pretty good return, so decide to do it again. The second year, because cotton takes so much out of the land, they get less of a return and now all of a sudden are not able to pay back all the credit. And so they get caught and are forced to continue contracting with Sodecoton all the while on land that becomes more and more degraded. Whether or not Sodecoton should be held culpable, they are endeavoring to improve the environmental situation and thus have Project ESA, a branch which is dedicated to teaching farmers they partner with about planting trees: for live fences, against erosion, for nitrogen fixation. They also have a program where farmers can request trees to plant in their fields and they will use local pepinieristes to produce the plants and then buy them from them. In this case, the village is asked to pay 25% of the cost of each tree (which is roughly 100 fcfa), forestry species only. Probably better in the longrun for assuring that the villagers and farmers will care for the trees. Project ESA also does work in building biefs for villages. Biefs are basically low technology dams, built with stones and sand and cement across and area of a river. They slow the river down so that it doesn't erode the banks as much, and the slower water is able to have more time to seep into the ground and in some cases the surrounding fields, always a good thing. They require the village to pay for 25% of the cement, and to provide the rocks and sand. The project pays for the rest of the cement and for the technicians who construct the bief. I'm not sure about any plans, past or present for such a project in my village, and I'm looking more for information on constructing rainwater cachement systems and forages/wells. I was pointed to another organization for that which I'll have to go visit next time I'm in Garoua.

The Ministry of Forest and Fauna meeting went well also. I met with the provincial director and will have to follow up with regional agents who work specifically in my town and the surrounding towns. I wanted to meet with them, so that they would know me and my work and to ask questions regarding what is necessary for establishing a woodlot. I had heard stories of villages in the past who established community forests or woodlots and then when they cut trees down from them from time to time, and agent from MINFOF would appear and fine them, saying that the trees were the property of the state. The director denied this, saying the state would only say that about trees that already existed in fields, not ones the villagers planted. However then he went on to explain that before ever cutting a tree from a woodlot, the villagers must write in a paper and submit a document informing the MINFOF that they will be cutting a tree. They must do this every single time, and this is law. And therefore if they do not do this, the agent of MINFOF is obligated to come to the town and fine the villagers. How discouraging. How incredibly discouraging. Because here you have a population who wants to plant trees. They want to help themselves. They want to change their environment. Yet, how do they have the resources, or much less the knowledge that if they want to plant their own woodlot, they will have to submit a document every time they are going to cut trees from it for their community? With all of the corruption in Cameroon, I'm sure there are cases where the agents arrive in the village and announce that it is illegal to cut down their trees, and thus exige small bribes to allow them to cut their own trees. This is the sort of thing that takes the wind out of my sails, and I understand completely how discouraged villagers must be and how they might develop a defeatest attitude as a result, about any projects. As such, my role can be finding out about these laws and informing them as much as possible, following all necessary logistics, and above all getting to know the MINFOF agent of my region and keeping him in the know about every step along the way. If he can see them plant the woodlot, and can see them take care of it, and then knows when they're going to cut trees, it will be less likely for any problems to arise. I'm hoping it's more of a difficulty when the village is completely unaware and unconnected and goes about their work and then is caught by surprise when an agent shows up demanding money because they didn't inform the state that they were cutting their trees. It is frustrating and makes me want to cry. But you have a system set up, and in this case a legal one, so you learn to work within that system and find ways that will work.

So I feel like I have a little more information and better grounds to meet with the Committee of the Community Woodlot that was formed at our community meeting, and a bit of a place from which to start. Now, unfortunately, as much as I would like to continue writing, because there is so much more I want to say, I have to leave the office, to catch a car back to my village for a Mafa lesson.