Saturday, May 5, 2012


We did a lot of things today.

  At first, we went to Goree Island by a boat. It just took 15 mins from Dakar to the Island. The Island's shape looks like a boots, and I felt it is not big because we took just two hours to go walk round with a tour guide including visiting the slave house. In the Island, there were so many painting pictures and jewelry to sell to visitors. People in the Island were so friendly. We could learn how to play an African specific instrument which looks like maracas and take pictures anything such as the selling products and people who came closer to us to show their instruments. In addition, we went to the Maison des Esclaves (Slave House), a sad reminder of Goree's role as the center of West African slave trade. It built by Dutch in 1776. The lower floor was for the slaves. As most important of the Slave House, there is “Door of no return,” a coffin-shaped passageway to hell for the slaves.

  For our lunch, we had a big lunch such as fried shrimps, grilled fish kebab, chicken and beef and so on at a restaurant of Island. These were so good. The Senegalese beer was also good, sweet and smooth.  

  Then, we went to the African Renaissance Monument after 5:30p.m. The statue was built by an idea of president Abdoulaye Wade with a North Korea company. It symbolizes Africa emerging from centuries of oppression. We went up the 198 steps of a stairway to go to inside of the statue.

  Lastly, we went to a restaurant before 7 p.m.  It was not dark outside. Dirk told us, people in Senegal eat dinner after dark.


Maimi :)

Friday, May 4, 2012

Good Morning All, Well, it is morning here at least. It's 8:30 AM and we find ourselves a bit sluggish since our night was short after arriving here at 2:00 AM. We unpacked just enough to find our electrical converters, pajamas, and tooth paste, then showered, and went to bed. This morning in about 1/2 hour our host Dirk and his wife Sarah and two little girls are showing up with bread and pastries. After this little feast we will head out for a short orientation day in Dakar. It's evident from the bird sounds we heard this morning we are along the coast. More later, Kathy

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

And were off!


We are at O'hare airport in Chicago, we are waiting for our flight to take off. The people going on this journey are Julia Falls, Maimi Hayashi, and Kathy Treatow. We are very excited about our new journey and to experience the culture and language of Senegal. Our first stop on our way to Senegal is Istanbul.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Home Is Where The Heart Is...

Asalaam Malekum!

Nanga def? I, Maddie Paxton, am officially home. Today has been a hard day. It has been a day of reflection. It is so difficult to be back in the states. It is also very hard not to look around and compare everything to Senegal. As I am looking around, I can't help but think of our last night in Senegal with our reflection. Pastor Peter Hanson had a list of questions for us. There were four questions:

1: What was the best thing you experienced on this trip?
2: What was the worst thing that you experienced on this trip that ended up as a positive thing?
3: What is one thing that you will take back with you about Senegalese culture?
4: What is one thing that you have learned about your own culture because of this trip?

Every answer I had for those four questions related to my home stay in Linguere. Linguere was by far my favorite part of this trip. Yes, it did reach up to 47C (117F) but that did not seem to matter. I fell in love with the community; every part of it.

Our first day in Linguere (Sunday), we went to the parish. The parish was literally right next door to our guest house. The congregation was so welcoming and really patient with the fact that we did not speak the language. It was so much fun to sit back and watch them interact. Dirk and Peter walked up to each of us and pointed out each of our families. My family was Malik Sy and Iseta Ka. They had two daughters, one son, one niece that lived with them, and one on the way! The only interaction that we with them that I had before going to their house were a smile and a head nod. Shay was my partner staying with me.

Monday afternoon we were dropped off at our house. It was dark and I couldn't seem much. I did notice, however, two beds that were made outside. One bed was for Shay and I and the other for their family. I was so excited to sleep out under the stars.

Malik is the translator for the parish, so luckily, he knows some English. As we were eating dinner, Shay and I asked how to ask some questions to Iseta so we could communicate with her while he was away at work. The first question we asked was "Can I help you?" She smiled and nodded. She handed each of us a knife and some onions. I have gotten really, really good at cutting vegetables because of my home stay.

Tuesday was our first full day at our home stay. I woke up at 5:27 a.m. and couldn't fall back asleep. I was just so ready to start the day. After the kids went off to school and Malik went to work, it was just Iseta, Shay, Me, and Abraham, her 1 year old son. We swept and did dishes. Then Iseta asked me to go to the market with her and for Shay to stay with Abraham. I was so excited to get to go. We couldn't communicate but we got really good at signals and I picked up a few words from her. We made it through the market and got home to make lunch. We did more chores and cooked. After lunch it was time for Shay and I to leave for our activity with the group. When we got back that night we chopped more veggies and were off to bed. I was so surprised how exhausted I was after one day.

Wednesday, I asked if Shay and I could walk the girls to school. They said of course. As we walked to school each of the girls grabbed my hand and held it until we got to their classrooms. We played with the kids awhile and had a ton of fun with them. On our way back we stopped at our guesthouse so Shay could go see Dr. Soh. I was alone at the house today. I did chores and played with the kids. Then it was market time again! I helped buy stuff and picked out fish. Iseta laughed at me because I didn't really know what I was doing. She was very patient with me, however, and never made me feel bad. That night was so sad because it was our last night with them. Malik and Iseta gave me a name. Shay had been named that day at Dr. Soh's. I was given the name, Aminata Sy Ka. When I asked why they chose that name I was told that Aminata Ba is Iseta's best friend and it means "the one who has security." They told me that I always have a home in Senegal when I returned to their family.

That night I layed down with each of the girls in my arms one of my arms. They curled up to me and fell fast asleep. I cried as I held them, knowing that they wouldn't understand that we were leaving them and wouldn't know when they would see us again. My home stay was the first time that I truly felt that I was in Senegal. The Sy Kas are such an inspiration. They are happy with what they have. Iseta is 9 months pregnant in 117 degree heat, bending over and walking half way across town to the market. I learned so much from that I will never forget. That family and Linguere has a special place in my heart. They say that 'home is where the heart is', and I have left part of my heart in Senegal.









The Trip Back Home

Obviously throughout this trip we have all learned a lot about the culture and lifestyles of people who live in Senegal. We have seen how the country operates and how much city life is different from rural life. We have experienced the religion of Islam up close and personal on multiple occasions and have eaten some of the most famous Senegalese dishes (despite not everyone favoring all of them). We received a well-rounded experience of life in Senegal by staying with a traditional family and mimicking their lifestyles. However, something which may not be as obvious, especially for people who have never traveled to a place with a totally different culture than their native culture, is how much this trip has made us learn and realize certain aspects of our own society in the United States.

Our group has heard on multiple occasions that we have not finished our learning from this trip; that it will continue for months to come. This is in part due to slowly realizing the differences, whether they be good or bad, between the cultures. As expected, there are some very obvious differences I began to realize as soon as I stepped foot into John F. Kennedy Airport in New York City. For nearly a month the six of us have stuck out in Senegal like a sore thumb, mostly due to being some of the few white people walking the streets but also part due to our lack of knowledge of their culture and doing things in different ways. I felt strange walking through the airport terminal and not being stared at by the majority of people passing by. Not seeing goats and donkeys running around or smelling diesel fumes is now a strange feeling.

Along with slowly realizing the differences between the cultures, I think we will continue to learn about Senegalese culture by reflecting back on our time spent there and finally realizing what certain things meant or what the significance of an event or gesture was. By realizing the lack of these events and gestures I think I will soon begin to miss having them as part of my everyday culture. Specifically I will miss the greetings everyone receives upon walking into a room or when another person joins in on a conversation. I will miss having a conversation with people an entire afternoon event which usually was accompanied by tea. But above all, I will miss the sincerity people give you when they are carrying on a conversation with you or saying their farewells to you.

Obviously I cannot predict what I will realize down the road about culture in the United States, but even in the few hours I have spent back in the U.S. I have already begun to notice subtle differences which I would not have noticed had I not gone on this trip. As my flight made its departure into the New York Airport I couldn’t help but notice how planned out the city appeared to be. Houses and buildings were evenly spaced apart, streets didn’t weave in and out randomly and despite my poor eyesight, I didn’t notice any sand streets or rather any unpaved streets at all. As the plane descended even closer to the ground I noticed that the neighborhood we were flying over appeared to be rather luxurious and that over half of the homes had sparkling blue swimming pools in the backyards. While this itself did not catch my attention but what did was the lack of lower class homes scattered throughout the neighborhood. It became the norm to be walking through Dakar and see a very nice two or three story, newly constructed home with multiple shacks less than twenty feet away from it.

While the physical differences between the two countries may not be hard to become adapted to, one thing that I think will be difficult for me, and possibly the five others who accompanied me on the trip, to accept back in the United States is the understanding and interest in our trip from other people. I know for myself, and again probably for the five others, this trip has been a life changing experience which I will never forget. Naturally I will want to share every minute of it with people around me but as veteran Senegalese-American Sarah Hanson put it best, other people do not understand the experiences we shared and will therefore not be as interested in it as we would sometimes like them to be. Not to say that nobody will be interested in our time spent in Senegal, but that people may not know what questions to ask about the trip and that we may not be able to  describe the full image of everything we had the opportunity to take in, which could be frustrating. However, while others may not understand or be interested in the last three weeks of our lives, I know that I have five great friends who I will be able to share the memories with at anytime who will be just as excited to relive the moments as I will be. And on top of the five people I had the honor to spend three weeks with, I have countless others such as the Hanson family and the Stadtlander Family who helped make this trip and unforgettable time of my life. So to all the citizens of Senegal and everyone who helped make this trip possible, thank you from the five Wartburgers and the instructor who helped hold us all together.
Ethan

Monday, May 23, 2011

Nungi nibbi

Bonjour! Ca va? Oumy Thiam here, or Amanda as most of you back in the states know me! We got back to our guesthouse in Dakar a little over an hour ago and are taking it a little easy right now to shake off the carsickness which is inevitable with any drive. We will be meeting with Abu our tailor shortly in order to get the clothes we have gotten made during our time away from Dakar. Already struggling with words, bear with me in this post as my English isn't marching, walking, I mean working very well for me as my mind pushes it aside to make room for French, Wolof, and bits of Pulaar.
With only one full day left for us in Senegal, coming back to Dakar was very bittersweet. It feels like home to us now, myself more than ever. But coming back here also means that we will be leaving this wonderful country shortly. On that note, I would like to discuss some of the attitudes and mindsets that we have adapted during our time here with the hope that we can bring them back with us to the United States. 
  • Learn something new everyday. This is so easy to do while in a country with a society and culture very different from your own. While here, we have all learned countless things each day. We were thinking back to our first time on Goree Island today in the car, and Gordon remarked "I wish I could go back and barter my prices again! I can't believe how bad I was at it and how good I am at it now." This little example speaks volumes to how much we have all learned during our time here through everyday interactions and observations. I hope that I can continue to challenge myself to seek out learning experiences everyday while back in the states.
  • Faith and dedication to that faith. Before coming to Senegal, I thought I knew plenty of people I would say were dedicated to their faith. Now I see this in different ways. Senegalese society is very focused around religion, as Gordon covered previously approx 92% of this country is Muslim. We have spent the last few weeks discovering the relations between Muslims and Christians, specific to the Lutheran Church of Senegal. From what I've seen and the conversations I have had with people during our time here, these relations are very positive. While in Linguere, we stayed with Senegalese families of the parish. After we ate supper in the evening, my host dad Oumar always pulled out his Bible, read a passage, quick discussion and prayer. One night, we read the same passage in 4 languages - English, French, Wolof, and Pulaar. Joining my previously existing collection of Bibles in French and English, I now have accquired Wolof and Pulaar New Testaments, along with the complete Bible in Sereer. From the time I have spent in Muslim households, 5 prayers a day are the usual. Our tv was regularly turned to a channel of Islamic prayer. Often I observe many people praying by boutiques, gas stations, on the side of the street, etc. This dedication is encouraging me to become more involved in my own faith, and is no doubt a witness to others.
  • A sense of humor. I can't say that I have ever had a full conversation with a Senegalese person without laughter, smiles, and giggles. This is also true of our Wartburg group. Though 5 strong and not well acquainted prior to meeting at the airport in Minneapolis, the sense of humor we brought with us and learned from the Senegalese have definitely enriched and defined our time together. While interacting daily with Senegalese, when I give them my Senegalese name, Oumy Thiam, they instantly get a smile on their face and giggle at the thought that a Toubab has embraced their culture in this way, also possibly out of surprise. Often, the subject of dancing comes up in conversations. Then, I try to dance. That gets giggles! Laughter is frequently shared between me and my friends while they try to explain their methods of playing Scrabble, with words made just for Scrabble. Within our group,  no meal or car ride is met with silence and straightfaces. No matter what, something gets us laughing, whether it be Maddie's Disney Princess songs, Shay's infrequent yet always witty comments, Gordon's ability to be encouraging yet not at all, Ethan's stories, or my own lack of word usage/Minnesotan accent.
 These just touch on three big things that have been very apparent in our last few weeks here in Senegal that I hope we can bring back with us to the states along with our stuffed bags of clothes, souvenirs, and other fun stuff. We can lead by example to show others what Senegal has taught us!

Soon, Nungi nibbi - we are going home. :( Ba benen yoon! (until next time!)





Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Stuff You Should Know: Religion in Senegal

To those of you following from home, asaala maalekum from Linguere!  At 11:00 PM it's a balmy 93 degrees Fahrenheit, and I'm enjoying an ice-cold coke to power me through this post.  This is Gordon, and today I'll be guiding you through a fairly stat-heavy post discussing many of the things our group has learned about religion in Senegal, with special emphasis on Islam and the Lutheran Church of Senegal.  I can already tell this is going to be a long one, so for those of you who maybe are looking for a condensed version, follow along with the bold and underlined parts. Before I begin, I'd like to offer special thanks to Dr. Djibril Diakhate, Pastor Joseph Diouf, and President of the Lutheran Church of Senegal Jean-Pierre Thiam, who supplied most of the facts I'm about to throw out at you.  Let's get started!
We'll begin by taking a look at important aspects of traditional Senegalese society.  First thing you should know is that Senegal is comprised of many different ethnic groups, each with their own traditions, but many of the themes addressed here are pretty universal.  That being said, I'm going to focus in primarily on the largest ethnic group, Wolof.  Fact #1:  Extended family is very important!  It's not uncommon to find villages in Senegal where everyone is a relative of everyone else.  This is because many communities were traditionally founded around a common ancestor, and the village is often named for that ancestor.  For example, the village Keur Moussa is Wolof for "House of Moussa"; a Google search of Senegalese cities and villages turns up more than 800 locales beginning with the word Keur.  So what to take from this?  Family ties are extremely important in Senegalese culture! (Remember this, we'll come back to it).
Fact #2:  Power rests with the elders.  In a typical Senegalese dish like Cebu Jen, there is some sort of fish or meat.  In a traditional setting, the meat or fish would be reserved for the elders eating around the bowl.  This contrasts pretty sharply with the Western World's view of making sure the children are nourished before older people eat.  Why is this so?  It was believed that the animistic gods of traditional Senegalese faith were apart from humans on earth, and so the people required the person who was closest to the gods to communicate to them and ask for rain and food.  The person closest to the gods was the oldest person in the group, who was called the mag (which means both "old" and "great" in Wolof).  Elders hold great sway over their communities
Fact #3:  Primary groups -- Either you're in or you're out!  One very important aspect that we've been able to observe at least a little bit is the joking relationships between family name groups in the Wolof ethnic group.  For example, when we go through introductions we usually all get the same polite "ca va" and smile as our names are given, until we get to Amanda, who often introduces herself by her Senegalese name Oumy Thiam.  Without fail, she always gets a chuckle from the people we are meeting as soon as that name is uttered.  In Senegal, it is important to belong to one of these primary groups defined by family names.  Even when meeting a complete stranger, you have a way to identify with them when you learn their last name.  Although we likely will not experience it in our short stay, we were told that foreigners in Senegal for extended visits who hold on to their American names are often marginalized.  So if you're not with them, you're against them (but not in a violent way, just excluded)
Fact #4:  The physical environment is sanctified.  The animistic faith of Senegal says that gods and goddesses are present in certain trees, rocks, animals, and water.  These deities are often protectors or providers for the people, and so they are held sacred in their respective communities.  For example, snakes are one totem for some villages, and they will protect and care for a snake as it passes through their village.  Other places offer sacrifices such as fermented milk and kola nuts to water or earth spirits.  Either way, there is a strong animistic belief in the presence of deities in the physical environment
Last one.  Fact #5:  The Caste system of Hierarchies was very prevalent.  It's not about what you know, or even who you know...it's who you're related to.  The traditional caste system was based on family names, and they ranged from the Guéer nobles down to the Teug blacksmiths.  All of the castes below the Guéer were considered slave castes.  What this means is that at any point in time, someone from a higher caste than yours could ask you to do work for them, and you were obligated to do it.  In return, you were allowed to ask anyone in a higher caste than yours for money at any time.  Instead of following a direct system of "do this job and I'll pay you this much", it was more like "If you do this job for me, you can ask me for money when you need it and I will give you what you need."  Not exactly the most formal of business transactions, but it got them by.  However, this caste system rarely holds any weight anymore, with the exception of a few rural communities.
At this point we're ready to bring in the Islamic faith.  Islam was introduced first to Senegal from the north, so the earliest Qur'anic schools were set up in northern cities.  These schools drew people north, and many of the attendees of these schools went on to be the leaders of the Muslim brotherhoods of Senegal.  These brotherhoods emerged as Islamic centers of resistance to French colonialism that was occurring at the same time.  The struggle against colonial taxes and catholic evangelism strengthened the Islamic roots within Senegal, primarily around the brotherhoods.  The sect of Islam primarily found in Senegal is called Sufism, which is based on the idea that the various brotherhoods have religions leaders who will help guide their disciples, or talibé, along the path to paradise.  One of the most famous of these religious leaders is Ahmadou Bamba Mbacke, the founder of the Mouride brotherhood.  The Mouride brotherhood is one of the most influential in Senegal, as its members include both the President and Prime Minister, and it has a strong hold on the peanut agribusiness of Senegal.  “Working for peanuts” has an entirely different meaning here!  These brotherhoods have their own infrastructures with a Khalife ruling over several Marabouts and cheikhs, who then have their own talibé followers.  It's remarkable to hear about the political and social muscles these brotherhoods flex when election time rolls around.

The one and only picture of Ahmadou Bamba

Islam also helped grow its roots deep into Senegalese culture by integrating may of the important aspects of their traditions.  The brotherhoods were built with a sense of structure that resembles family relationships, giving people a strong sense of community and belonging.  The power in elders for their ability to communicate with the gods was transferred over to Marabouts and Khalifes who had strong faith leadership for people to follow.  The hierarchy system was modified for the Khalifes, the Marabouts, and the Talibés; the Talibés work for the Marabouts, and in exchange, the Marabouts will guide their disciples to the paradise.
Now it's time to throw in a dash of Christianity.  The Lutheran presence in Senegal began with Finnish evangelical Lutheran missionaries, and the Lutheran Church of Senegal was founded in 1959.  For all of its existence, it has been a minority within a minority.  Christianity in Senegal is dominated by the Catholic Church, which compromises 99% of all Senegalese Christians.  Senegalese Christians are then also the minority within the larger sense of religions in the country, with only about 5% of the population.  However, a common saying is that the country is 95% Muslim, 5% Christian, and 100% animist, meaning everyone holds onto some of the traditional beliefs.  This is one theme that unites Senegalese Christians and Muslims, and helps to bring some of their practices to be more similar.
It should also be noted that Senegalese Muslims would generally not be considered the best practioners of Islam.  One reason for this is the faithfulness of people to Marabouts, almost to the degree that they are treated as prophets.  Another is their continued use of integrated animist practices.  Finally, Senegalese Muslims are very tolerant by most standards.  They often accept the administrative calendar rather than the Islamic calendar, and they also celebrate Christian festivals with as much gusto as the Muslim holidays, a tradition that the Christians reciprocate that further unites the two faiths.
If you haven't been able to tell, Senegal has amazing Christian-Muslim relations.   The name of the country actually derives from a Wolof word meaning "our canoe".  Pastor Joseph says that this can be interpreted as saying that all the people in Senegal are in the same boat, and each person has a paddle.  If the people are to make it safely to the shore, they must put aside their differences and work together, or they will tip the boat and sink.  From what we've experienced, the Senegalese are very good at looking beyond religion to the person they are interacting with.  One example is Aly Ndione, who has worked with the ELCA mission in Senegal for years, but is himself a practicing Muslim.  I also think one of the themes that the two faiths have been able to unite behind is community improvement.  For example, the Community Center Galle Nonandiral in Yeumbeul is a center that was constructed and maintained by both Christians and Muslims, but it is associated with neither religion.  Moving forward, unifying goals like making communities better are the things that will further strengthen ties between the two faiths.

Now, unrelated to my blog post, are some cool pictures that I want to share.  Enjoy!
Sunset from the western-most point of Africa

Brochette de Lot -- Some good fish from Goree Island

A Bayefall sand artist

My first solo French/Wolof purchase!

Young girl selling fish in the market