Ok, so today was another busy day. Everytime I sit to update this it seems like more than just one day has passed since my previous post.
First thing this morning we had Language training orientation (after breakfast, which here at the Peace Corps house has been baguette-style local bread with jam and butter, and hard boiled eggs). At this orientation we were told more about the langauge program and its standards. The proficiency levels are Novice, Intermediate, Advanced and Superior. All of these levels except superior is sub-divided into low, mid and high. In order to be a TEFL (teaching english as a foreign language) teacher, you need to be Intermediate mid. to "pass" training. In order to teach math or science you need Intermediate high.
I tested into Intermediate mid to start with, whcih is just a sub-level below what I need in 11 weeks to "pass" but I hope to make it to the upper levels of advanced by then (our native french speaker volunteer made advanced high, and the assortment of french majors mostly made advanced low or intermediate high). Considering I haven't had French in several years, I feel pretty proud about my placement.
This relatively higher placement meant that I had my "survival language" training today in Soussou. That is, the instructor taught us Soussou in French. It was sort of a head-trip because I was learning a completely new foreign langauge through a foreign langauge that I am still a bit shaky on, but it was such a great experience, and of my group of 4, I think I did pretty well (almost on par with the native speaker) at understanding everything our trainer said. Soussou is such a cool language from a linguistic point of view. Infinitive verbs all end with -fe, and to make the verb future tense you change it to -me, most present tenses cut off the -fe, and you don't need to conjugate with respect to the speaker. The pronouns are N, I and A, which correspond to I, you and him/her, respectively. I am only learning basic Soussou for now because this is the language that they speak in the village where I will be training for the next 11 weeks. Once I know where my site is, I will begin to really learn Soussou, Malinke or Pular, but that won't be for at least 3 weeks.
We had some US embassy representatives come talk to us about Guinean politics, economics, and safety issues. This meeting was useful, but probably wouldn't interest most people who read this (e-mail me if I'm wrong).
The best part of my day, my week, and possibly this whole month was going out to the beach next to the Peace Corps house after training and bringing my frisbee along. I, along with 5 or so other volunteers started tossing the frisbee back and forth, then a football back and forth. Soon some of the (many) local kids came up and made teeth-sucking noises at us (which in this culture means "hey, look at me" or something like that) and we soon got them involved with the game. After some time (not much time, at that) we had like 50 kids of various ages running around with a frisbee, playing volleyball with a soccer ball, playing with a football, and chasing us and each other around.
I managed to chat with a couple of them in French and get some names, as well as told them who I was. We were all having a fantastic time. There was one little boy of about 5 or 6 who was the smaller of the group, and he was very shy and kept standing close to me, and looking at me. He barely spoke, even to his peers, but seemed just generally amused to be playing with us.
The best part of the whole thing was when some of them had to go and called out "Fote!" to me (FOE-tay, which is Soussou for white person) to get my attention. When I turned around a group of like 10 Guinean children fist-bumped me (like Barak and Michelle Obama did that one time) and said something which I'm pretty sure had the words for "thank you" in soussou mixed in there somewhere. It was so incredible. Also, whenever the frisbee got caught up a tree, went into the ocean, went into the neighboring bar, etc like 10 kids would run after it, climb trees, throw soccer balls or do something to get it back. I think short of some little kid running off with the thing, it is very unlikely I will ever lose it.
Conakry is a very interesting city, it is more developed than I had expected, but still has some issues with garbage on the beach due to the sheer number of people who use it. I've heard that the rest of Guinea is very different from Conakry because it is not a big city, and it doesn't have all the associated pollution and noise. Apparently, volunteers who are in the far east of Guinea in Haute Guinea have drum circles in their villages on a very regular basis that are just for the villager's enterntainment. The different parts of Guinea have different representations of the local ethnic groups, and the culture in each of these reflects that.
On Monday I will be going to my training village about 2 hours away from the Capital. There I will live with a local family who will host me for the 3 months of training. I will periodically visit Conakry (every 2-4 weeks or so), but other than those visits I don't think I'll get much access to internet, so the blog may slow down for a while. I will be keeping up with my paper journal which has about 16 densely written pages already, and hopefully I will be able to post summaries of the intervening weeks.
Also, I am thinking of starting a mailing list of people for more sensitive topics that I don't feel comfortable posting for all to see online (such as names, locations, opinions, etc) so if you'd like to be on that list e-mail my gmail address with "Mailing List Request" as the subject line. If I won't recognize your e-mail address then let me know who you are in the e-mail.