From Flies and Rubbish to Paradise
If I were to ask anyone in Senegal to tell me the dirtiest
place in the country, he/she would say without fail “Kaolack.” Back in
November, when I first traveled to Kaolack, I did not think much of the rubbish
and the flies because most of Senegal is full of litter and dotted with unkempt
alleyways and small side streets. Returning to Kaolack for a few days this past
week, I realized that the city is a most unpleasant place to live. The flies
are terrible—almost unbearable—and now in the rainy season, there are so many
mosquitoes, I needed my fan to swat them away—even in the house. Fortunately, I
know some lovely people in Kaolack; otherwise I would never return.
I spent three days with GRADES, an organization I wrote about
at the start of my time in Senegal. I had spent two weeks with them to help
write their strategic plan. They asked me to be the sponsor of their polyvalent
training center’s graduation ceremony for the 9th and 10th
groups of girls who just finished their three-year couture and craft training.
I helped the girls make doughnuts for the party, and I spoke at the ceremony,
invoking one of Jesus’ parables—the Good Samaritan—to speak about the necessity
of community involvement and using what one has to help others in need. I
advised the girls to manage their finances responsibly and to work hard and
diligently. What an honor to be a part of the ceremony as if the work I did
back in November came full circle.
After leaving and saying goodbye to my friends, I returned
happily to Beer-Sheba to continue my work on the farm. I was glad to be back to
complete the projects I had in mind: planting strawberry and hibiscus seeds in
the nursery, finishing the trimming of the trees on the 18-hectare hedge and
starting the vegetable garden. The weather is quite humid with the start of the
rainy season. The sweat was rushing down my face and my back; however, there is
often a cool breeze of languid air that offers an appreciated reprieve from the
blistering hot sun. The growing number of freckles on my arms and face attest
to my hard and gratifying work out in the Senegalese bush.
My hosts in Kaolack |
Tip #23 for Surviving in Senegal: When working out in the
fields, wear a large-brimmed hat and preferably long-sleeves if possible.
Appropriate clothing will help you to avoid the extensive reapplication of
sunscreen or the inevitable sunburn. It’s too bad that all I have is my green
suit with short sleeves; but my hat has been a real lifesaver!
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