Work Day #1: Building houses out of sticks and mud

Enjoying our first Ethiopian breakfast.

Today was the most amazing day! We started with breakfast at 7:00. I’ve discovered that injera is clearly a staple food here. This morning it was served in a tasty spicy dish.

The bananas here are basically a different fruit. Even the ones that appear over ripe are perfectly delicious and so bananaey. I know bananaey isn’t a word but that’s the best way I can describe them!

Coffee was served following breakfast and it was out of this world. The flavor was very intense. I usually like my coffee with lots of milk so I added the hot milk that was supplied for the cereal and a bit of sugar for a perfect combination.

We left for the work site a little later than planned in order to allow the ground to dry. The road into the work site is unpaved and becomes very slippery, muddy and un-passable when wet. In the meantime we exchanged American money for Ethiopian Birr. I haven’t spent any money on the trip yet but plan on buying some coffee before we leave.

The welcome signing and dancing from the community brought tears to my eyes.

I was totally unprepared for the experience of arriving at the work site. The homes bordering the road consisted of one room huts with straw roofs. As we were driving along the dirt road people were shouting ‘elhelhelh’ a traditional, honorary cheer.

The community came out to welcome us with celebratory song and dance. They brought us into their circle and we all clapped and danced along. There was such joy and gratitude in their eyes that we had to pull out the tissues to wipe our eyes.

It was a very emotional and moving experience that I will never forget. Speeches were made by the Holt representatives and we began construction.

The first house we are building is for a woman with four children. She is the head of the household as her husband has died. Currently they live in a one room house along with her cow.

The woman we are building the new house for standing in front of her old home.

We were able to walk into her hut. I estimated the size was about 3 meters in diameter. The new house has two rooms so it is no longer necessary to keep the cow in the same building that they live in.

It was translated to us that this was, ‘The best day in her life’.

We are building the homes using the customary methods. The wooden frame was already in place and today we nailed the side boards to the frame. The side boards are not processed in anyway. We are essentially making a house out of sticks and mud with a tin roof.

We quickly realized that we have very little construction experience. I felt incompetent as I attempted to hammer nails but after Hammering 101 from one of the local carpenters, I improved a lot.

What the house looked like before we started.

Learning how to properly hammer a nail despite a complete language barrier was itself an experience. I was really going to town with the hammering when I developed a lovely blister on my index finger.

It was then time to return to the hotel for lunch. The children ran after our vans waving and cheering as we pulled away.

Turns out my blister was a good thing though because I discovered my true Ethiopian home construction calling in the afternoon! It consisted of climbing to the top of the structure where I passed boards and held them in place while the carpenters expertly hammered them in.

No one else was willing to perch on the top of the frame but I loved it. It was like one giant jungle gym and the view was amazing. And I knew I was being useful because I was being pulled between two carpenters who both wanted my help.

Having fun working on top of the house.

Work was broken up by water and coffee and tea breaks. I wish the caffeine in coffee didn’t affect me so strongly otherwise I would be drinking so much more.

It was easy to see why we were trying to bring shoes to donate. The need is huge and the fact that the shoes didn’t get through customs really drew my attention to the bare feet of many of the people.

Julia brought a soccer ball and an impromptu circle of juggling started between some of the student-athletes (obviously not the gymnast, my soccer skills are non-existent) and the children.

We also interacted with the children and learned some more of their language. Unfortunately my memory for language isn’t very good but earlier in today I could say, ‘What is your name?’ and ‘building a house’.

Taking a break with Mesfin (check out his Flames shirt!) and Rory.

Today was Emily’s 23rd birthday and she was sung to in both Amharic and English during one of our breaks.
One of the Ethiopian Holt workers, Mesfin, was wearing a t-shirt from my hockey team back home, the Calgary Flames! So naturally I had to make sure I got a picture with him.

We returned to the hotel around 5:30 where we showered and changed into clean clothes. There was a little bit of time before dinner so we all went for a walk along the main street of Butajira. We continue to draw so much attention anywhere we went.

We were all exhausted after such an emotionally charged and physical day that many of us crashed by 9:00. We’re looking forward to tomorrow when the remainder of our group arrives in Ethiopia.

GO BEAVS!

Limited Internet access prevented Stephanie from posting these blogs while she was in Ethiopia. The trip was completed in late June 2012.

Arrival in Butajira

View of the African land while driving south to Butajira.

We continued south of the capital city towards Butajira, the town where we will spend most of the trip. The views of the land were breathtaking as the skies were clear and the sun was beginning to go down. 

There were animals roaming about next to the road and small huts where people lived.  I wanted to take it all in but found myself falling asleep near the end of the two hour drive despite the bumpy road.  A couple of times as I dozed off my head lurched forward when we went over big bumps and smacked the seat in front of me. 

We’re staying in Rediet Hotel and it is much nicer than we anticipated based on the Ethiopian airport and streets of Addis.  The rooms are cute with two twin beds and small balcony. 

An enjoyable late dinner was our first Ethiopian meal.  The traditional bread, called injera, has a unique texture and surprisingly sour taste.  It resembles a fermented pancake that is rolled up.  It is eaten only with the right hand and used to scoop up everything on the plate.
 
We are being careful to drink only bottled water and staying away from fresh salads to avoid getting sick.  Four of the student-athletes made plans over dinner to go on a run before our 7:30 worksite departure tomorrow morning.  I wish I could go with them but am not quite far enough along in my Achilles rehab to join. One of the hotel workers will be joining them for safety. 

We learned a few basic phrases.  Hello is pronounced ‘seh-lahm’, goodbye is ‘chou’ and thank you is ‘ah-mah-say-guh-nah-loh’. I have no idea how any of that is spelt, only how it sounds.

It looks as though we will be disconnected from the internet until we return to Addis in nine days.  I will continue to write posts until then and they will simply all be uploaded at once rather than day by day.  

GO BEAVS!

Limited Internet access prevented Stephanie from posting these blogs while she was in Ethiopia. The trip was completed in late June 2012.

Arrival in Addis Ababa

The contrast between the Addis Ababa airport and the Dubai airport was striking.  Addis Ababa was minimal with only the bare necessities (toilet paper is not a necessity, apparently) and none of the extravagance found in Dubai.  Back in Seattle we each checked a huge duffle bag filled with shoes to donate along with a bag of our own luggage. 

We collected our two bags and then headed to customs.  Both of my bags made it through customs.  I was asked what the shoes were for and had to pull out the letter we had been given. However, the customs agent next to us would not let the shoes through and ended up taking all the bags of shoes, even the ones that had been approved.  Hopefully the hundreds of shoes will be approved and recognized as donations soon so that we will be able to distribute them to the local people. 

Several of us left our bags with the group and went outside to try to take some pictures.  We had taken one picture when the security guard told us to stop.  Obviously we obliged and were going to go back inside to rejoin the others and grab our bags.  However, we weren’t allowed back inside the airport even though our bags were still in there.  We ended up waiting outside while the shoe issue was dealt with and our teammates grabbed our luggage for us.

We were greeted outside by members of Holt International, including Sarah Halfman, the Holt director for Africa, whom we had met at a BWOB meeting two weeks ago.  It was nice to see a familiar face in such a foreign landscape.  

We then loaded into vans and began the drive through Addis to the Holt office.  The drive was like nothing I had ever seen before.  First of all, the driving was a completely different style with numerous close calls (or at least what I could consider close calls but I guess are typical in this city) including donkeys and horses in the middle of the road.  Street signs, traffic lights, stop signs, cross walks and signal lights do not exist! But the horn certainly does. There were people everywhere and lots of construction going on.  But definitely not the type of construction you see in North America.  

The street where the Holt office is located in Addis.

We received a very warm welcome at the Holt office which we then proceeded to tour.  There was a giant welcome banner on the outside of the office and all our pictures were posted on the inside bulletin board.  We were also individually handed roses as we walked into the building. 

The feeling of standing out is very noticeable.  Never in my life have I been somewhere  where I look utterly different from everyone else.  Everyone stops and stares at our group. Even though the stares are mostly simple curiosity it is a somewhat uncomfortable feeling unlike anything I have ever experienced.  

 

Next, we will be traveling to the much more rural area where we will be building the homes.  

GO BEAVS!

Limited Internet access prevented Stephanie from posting these blogs while she was in Ethiopia. The trip was completed in late June 2012.

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