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Thursday, August 4, 2011

Research Update

To thank my gracious hosts and new friends at CFK, I did the culturally appropriate thing. Bought a cake. 


You know its gonna be good when there are apple slices on it. 


This has been my last week at CFK, a bittersweet moment to be sure. I am nothing short of thankful for the opportunity to be here. I have learned a ton, and not just pertaining to my project, but also ranging from the extremely profound (thoughts on organizations and leadership) to the mundane (the best way to avoid mud on linen pants).

The project is wrapping up this week and we will begin to transition into the 'continuing conversation' part. I have wrapped up all the interviews and tracked down the last of the documents. This week we held a productive meeting wrapping up the project and doing a SWOT analysis (thank you Dr. So) and talking about the next stages of the program. This meeting was with all of those involved with the program. It was exciting to have some sort of culminating event.

I think we have done a pretty good job at doing the retrospective part of the project. Next steps include compiling all the recommendations into some sort of document that can be used as the program moves on. More substantially, the next steps involve creating some sort of set of tools that can be used to do a better job at monitoring and evaluating the program. While this has been a great fit for me and I would not have changed my placement, working with an organization has added another interest into the project. This means I have to consider both the needs of CFK and the requirements back at school when considering my timeline for the fall. I will work that out in a couple weeks when I get back.

For now, its tying up loose ends, trying to have a few last adventures, and a few days at the coast with Amy.

Monday, August 1, 2011

Scenes from a cocktail

CFK had a massive cocktail event for the book launch (last book plug, I promise). It was a fun occasion to get all dolled up and do a meet and greet with 300 of  some of Nairobi's famous and important people. I didn't have much of a chance to mingle because I manned the book table during the night with my partner in crime Richard, who is a PYE and a fabulous tour guide. Here are some pictures I took throughout the night.
Moses, David and I in front of CFK

Eric and I

Hot ladies - Saumu and Nina

Eric and I on the bus

Lindsey and David on the bus

Dressed for the occasion - two stellar PYEs Richard and Amos

Lindsey and the Education team - Darius, David and Enoch

Manning the book table

Lindsey and I on her last night

Us with the famous Mama Jane!

King and Queen of Cocktail - Saumu and Amos

Cathrine helps out for a bit

New friends all around

Amos and Tracy

Sunday, July 31, 2011

Curious? Then this is the place for you!

I am a curious person. That is part of the reason why I love new places, especially drastically new places. Like large urban settlements half-way across the globe. Rarely does a day go by when I don't say to myself (or whoever is nearby) "Huh. I wonder why ...."


Some things I am curious about:
  • How exactly did that Bellingham Boys and Girls Club Basketball 2005 t-shirt make its way all the way here?
  • Where the heck did that dog that looks half beagle/half golden retriever come from? I have yet to see either a beagle or a golden retriever.
  • What the heck is a ghetto ambulance? 



  • How the heck do they get those shoes so clean, day-in and day-out?
  • What is the fascination with Shania Twain? No, really. What is it?
  • How can you resist these faces?
Photo credit: Ladyejane Vickers
  • Who taught the kids to scream "HOWAREYOU" on repeat at every white person that goes by?
  • Who is that driving a hummer? That bright yellow hummer?
  • Who the heck told EVERY HAWKER along my street my bloody name? And no! I don't believe your name is Arsenal!
  • Whose pigs are these?
Photo credit: Ladyejane Vickers
  • Who was the first person to drop the "up" from the phrase "pick-up"? Now I say "come and pick me here" and "She isn't picking her phone"
  • Does anyone ever actually accept those marriage proposals? And who taught you to call all mzungu girls 'princess' and speak only in falsetto during these proposals?
  • Who does the painting of the signs in Kibera? And who comes up with those awesome names? 
  • How the heck did they get that many people into that matatu? And why did I agree to get in too?
  • When a random matatu conductor comes up to a mzungu lady in a matatu and after touching their white skin say "I like this. Can you give me your contact info?" does that ever work? 
  • How did Kibera manage to get under my skin so much that I am already plotting planning my return?
Ladyejane and I on the hill above Kibera


Saturday, July 30, 2011

Smile. You're in Kenya.

Today has been one of those days. You know those ones were nothing can seem to go smoothly? I won't bore you with the details. But it reminded me of one on my mantras during my time here.

When my friend and classmate Andria was arriving here in Kenya, she arrived at the visa checkpoint looking a bit travel worn and tired. And reasonably so. Staring absently at the man issuing her the visa, she was greeted with this reply, which I have found particularly insightful. Thanks random-smart-aleck-visa-issuing-man.

"Smile" he said "You are in Kenya. And there is nothing you can do about it".

See you America, in all your glory, in two weeks from today!

My smile last Sunday during the procession, as genuine as they come.

Thursday, July 28, 2011

I am Rad, and So Are You!

Yesterday I had an interview with a staff person here at CFK that does media relations. He wanted a five minute interview about my time in Kibera. He had four questions. The last one was "If you could change one thing about Kibera, what would it be?"

Needless to say, I was stumped. How do you answer this question, period? And in less than a minute? And on the spot? There are as many things that I would change as there are things I would keep the same. Now that I have thought about it a bit I could come up with a pretty decent answer, but this is much after the fact.

Instead, I bumbled through a series of overly cheesy one-liners about working with CFK to teach potential to the youth, yadda yadda yadda. And then I stumbled on this gem, in all my sheer brilliance.

"So basically, I would change the fact that the youth here often find themselves put in a box that restricts their achievement and potential. I would tell them that they each have their own individual talents and potential to be what they want and achieve what they want, and we can work together with CFK to realize that. I would tell them I am rad and so are you."

I wonder what the Swahili word for "rad" is.

Some rad CFK Staffers - Alfred, Moses, Kennedy, Cantar, and Maureen

Monday, July 25, 2011

Happy 10th Carolina for Kibera!




It has been my absolute pleasure to work with the staff here at CFK all summer long. This year is their 10th anniversary and we had a big party in the community yesterday to celebrate. This included a procession from the office with a marching band and plenty of dancing, needless to say I had a goofy grin plastered on my face for the entire procession. It was truly a 'mountain-top-moment' for me and it was a total privilege to be a part of the whole event. There was a play about the founding of CFK, testimonials from community members, and dance contests.We have another celebration on Wednesday, complete with a book launch of Rye Barcott's book





Condom Couture -Nina, Ben and I rep the health dept




Can you spot impromtu band-leader Rye?

Put your hands in the air!

Dance Contest
Jump rope impresses once again

We drew quite a crowd


The play of the founding of CFK

Maureen and Mueni show the CFK love

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

The stuff they don't teach you in grad school

So most of my readers know that I love being in the field. I love working with people, learning new cultures, and problem solving in the context that I am working in - rather than reading about all of these things. Of course, doing research or implementing a program is much more difficult in the field than it is back at home in an office or a classroom. But I love this challenge. It is largely not a deficiency in the education I got back at Duke that this has been a challenge, but more the name of the game.  I have learned A LOT in the past two months and thought I would pass on a few tidbits, both to serve as advice but also (and more importantly) to serve as a note to self.

Trust is key - Although cliche, this couldn't be more true. But this is more than just establishing who is a trusted partner abroad. I have found that it is equally essential, if not more so, to have the partner trust you. Trust means different things in different places. Be yourself. People don't trust phonies - and people are wise to games everywhere you go. I have learned over and over again to the last two months to trust myself. I know more than I think I do, my instincts tend to be almost always right, and when I am confident in myself others will be confident in me too.

Just go with it - In one of the most helpful conversations I had regarding my time abroad, I was assured by a mentor to allow myself a healthy dose of "winging it". And have I? As my dad would say, boy howdy. There have been times the conversation has meandered from my script, but often this is when I find the most intriguing things. For example, when only half of the people who showed up to my focus groups for participants of the program had actually ever participated, the conversation went to the CFK brand in Kibera and was an unexpected, but important, conversation.

Quit taking it personally - Don't take it personal when people don't show up to things or show up three hours late, don't understand the questions you are asking, or are hesitant in sharing their opinion. I find that Kenyans can be refreshingly blunt, even to the point of laughing directly at the way you dress (and the way you say chakula or ngong, not that I am still bitter taking that personally).

Context is everything - Be flexible and understand things change. Find out when people will actually show up to things, go to where people will actually be, and conform to them. Today I trekked half way across Kibera for a twenty minute interview. In the room with the people I spoke with where three teens, two newborns, two children, one kitten, and one rooster. Three children were breastfed while I talked with their mothers. Never in Professor Whats-Their-Bucket's class did I learn how to administer an interview to a woman who is breastfeeding in a ten-by-ten while contemplating if the rooster's noise would cover up the voices on my audio-recording. But again, I could not have (nor would I have) taken those women from their homes into my own sterile environment to have that conversation.

Be patient (with yourself) - We are reminded to be patient with our partners abroad. Collaboration doesn't happen overnight. Cultural adjustment doesn't either. You aren't going to know the cool way to say "hey what's up" right off the bat. Most cultures don't come with a how-to guide, nor should they. That's the fun part. Rarely are we taught to be patient with ourselves as well. As a person who has once or twice been called an overachiever, I am often more patient with others than with myself. Sometimes learning how things DO NOT work is more important in learning how things DO work. Can I tell you how ridiculously awkward my first interview was? I was terrible. And then I was frustrated at myself for being terrible. But I learned and now I am so in the groove I can handle errant roosters in the middle of the interview like a pro.

Something else I learned while here? Betting on horses, even those in foreign lands, will only lose you (or your new friend) money. Pole rafiki yangu.