How did I get here.
In 12 hours
I will be in Nairobi, Kenya. Again.
On the first day of our African studies
couse we had the introductory lecture about the program and I realised that it
was very flexible. It was possible to do follow the web-based courses for the
second half of the year…or…to do 2 courses at the same time in 5 weeks in
Sweden, 200% of the normal study pace. So right there it was decided: I am
going to Africa for my research. I did not
know where I am going and for what, but I knew that I am going. So, in the
evening of 25th of February I had completed all the courses in the campus and
on the next day I was already at my Estonian office. 2 weeks later I’m on the
plane. Kenya might sound like a safe choice compared to
some options that I had. But when I decided to do my research in Africa, at the same
time I also decided to get out of my comfort zone. Although so many
people suggested me to write about something I am already familiar with and as much as I am convinced that they were right, I ignored these suggestions. The option of flying into Kenya, taking bus to Shianda village and
conducting the research there was tempting, but I realised that I should be little bit more
selfish. During this year I want to gain new theoretical knowledge and new practical skills. So, I chose something that I have been interested in for already long time –
refugee camps. I read about them and wrote 3 of my assignments on them. The more I read,
the more interesting it seems. However, I was not
very sure that where and what I am going to do. But then one day I was in the
class and suddenly everybody had to tell about their research plan. Well.
Refugee camps. Somewhere in East Africa. South Sudan seemed interesting. So, that's what I said. In Estonia we have belief that one should
not say certain things loudly, otherwise they might not happen. I believe
opposite - talking about your dreams is a step closer to fulfill them. So
anyway, the situation in South Sudan is getting worse and even more unstable
now, so I decided to stick with the „safe choice“ of Kenyan camps.
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One day before
So
yesterday I experienced something that I decided to call „A day before
syndrome“. All my friends and family seemed to be extra nice, Estonia seemed to be so
beautiful and peaceful and everything seemed to be so cool. I asked myself
for quite a few times, why was it necessary to buy this plane ticket. I could have
just stayed at home, read some books and written something about Africa. I was afraid of the unknown. I have
had this feeling so many times. But I know that soon I will be fine and then I
have similar feeling about my return.
To do list
I can not complain
about boredom. I have 2 reports to write for work, one project proposal, short
assignment for school for tomorrow and then some kind of thesis of something.
Tomorrow I launch myself to the UN refugee office (if they let me in) and ask
what they need to be researched and how do I get into the camps. I have some plans B, C and D also. Well.
Welcome back to Africa. 8th time J
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