I started out the day with a problem that I have been facing
since I arrived. I have a refrigerator
in my room, but the problem is that it never shuts off. I turned it down to almost off, but it still
keeps running. This causes an issue
because it freezes everything. I went to
pour milk on my cereal this morning and the milk was a solid block of
milk. So, I had a breakfast of champions
instead which included an African banana, some trail mix, a snickers bar, and
some juice.
Today for lunch we had a couple of new items mixed in with the
traditional rice. We had sukuma wiki
which is a Swahili word that translates to “push the week” or “stretch the week.” Sukuma wiki is a form of collard greens. We also had Ugali. Ugali is a tasteless dish of maize flour
cooked with water to a dough like consistency.
It is eaten with a meat or vegetable stew or with sukuma wiki.
Today was a good day at work. I worked on a document that will give the
hospital administrator some help with best practices from an IT
perspective. I am also working on
figuring out a solution for their imaging system to make it work on Linux pc’s. It works great on Window pc’s, but I am
trying to make it work on Linux and Apple as well.
There are several differences that I have found or observed
in my first full week in Kenya. Some are
cultural differences and some are just different than what we do in the United
States. So lets start with the cultural
differences. As I drove up this way from
Nairobi, I mentioned that I saw a lot of people sitting or laying alongside the
road. As it turns out, most of these
people were men. Women are the ones that
do the majority of the work in this culture.
Apparently there was a study done where women and men wrote down everything
they did throughout the day. Women
worked all day long and men wrote that they slept and ate for the most
part. I wonder what this country would
be like if men were working as much as the women. There are men who work. There are plenty here at Tenwek working, but
it seems that men in general do not work as much as the women.
Each morning around Tenwek all of the sidewalks and floors
are washed with rags or mopped with soap and water. The women that are washing are wearing
dresses and some look like they are ready to go to church. Not the typical outfit that someone in the US
would wear to wash floors. I am sure the
floors do not get that dirty in one day.
My guess is that Tenwek is providing jobs for those who want to work.
Ok, this is the most surprising cultural difference I have
found. Nursing mothers openly breastfeed
in public. In the US, mothers who
breastfeed in public put a blanket over their chest and baby. This is not the case here in Kenya. Yesterday at church, I was just looking
around to see how many people were there and to my right and to my left there
were two nursing mothers sitting there in the pews behind me listening to the
sermon and nursing. There was also a
woman a few days ago doing the same thing on a bench outside the hospital. I guess things are a little different here in
Kenya.
Another difference I have found is when walking around
outside the hospital grounds, many of the kids will stare at me. Most want to say hi, and they are generally
really friendly. Some want to shake your
hand. They don’t see to many white
people, so I think they are trying to figure me out a little.
I mentioned my milk was frozen this morning for
breakfast. I had intended on having the
Kenya version of corn flakes cereal. The
cereals here are not that great. I have
tried rice crispies and corn flakes now.
The corn flakes actually taste like corn. I was expecting something a little more
similar to frosted flakes but these are definitely not frosted flakes.
Another thing I have noticed on a lot of people is their
belts. They are always really way to big,
and they often times create their own holes in the belts. My guess is they find whatever belt they can
afford and make it work.
Kenyan’s all want to shake your hand. The one’s at the hospital shake hands more
like Americans because they know that is what we are used to. I shook hands with one of the guys at church
yesterday and he gave me a real Kenyan handshake. It was kind of like a slap of the hand then a
shake and then you try and snap fingers with the other person as you
release.
One of the things I have noticed with my coworkers is they
are so quiet. They talk in a bit of a
whisper. I am constantly saying
What? When they pick up the phone to answer
an IT question, I can barely hear them even though they are right next to or
across from me. I think it is a cultural
thing not to be so loud like Americans are.
I am constantly converting kilometers to miles and dollars
to Kenyan Shillings. My coworkers have
all kinds of questions for me that require conversion.
Chai is served every day at 10:30.
I only drink filtered or bottled water here. There is a filter that produces clean water
for us to drink. I even brush my teeth
with the filtered water. The water out
of the tap cannot be used for drinking.
They collect rain water off the roof of all the buildings
here. I hear it is used for washing
clothes as the ground water has a tint to it that stains clothes. They are large tanks, so I am assuming they
use the water for something else as well.
I don’t think it is drinking water though.