Before we could begin the matching “ceremony” there was some important information demonstrated. First the Language Cultural Facilitators explained how to use a pit latrine (you squat down real low if you haven’t had the pleasure of using one), and then how to take a bucket bath using a small cup and a large bucket. The homestay coordinator explained to our families that we would need a tour of the house and help with basic tasks for the first few weeks especially. There were some laughs as all of these seemingly basic things were explained to the Americans, and understandably so we laughed as well.
Then the matching began! It was quite a beautiful sight. Rwandan mamas and papas greeted their new American sons and daughters with large hugs, small rose gifts, and gracious love. For anyone who has ever studied cross-cultural relations, it was incredible demonstration of human kindness overcoming any cultural barriers. I cried a little to be honest I was so moved.
Then I met my new Rwandan Mama, Harriet, and my little brother Ganza, and sister Bella. Harriet helped me to gather my bucket and water filter, before we loaded my bag up in the back of her car. We only drove for about five minutes before we arrived at the house.
We have a beautiful yellow house filled with lots of people who are so joyful. There are the six members of the family and then our house helpers. In Rwandan culture it is normal to have umukozi, houseworkers, to help around the house with all of the time consuming chores, they get a place to live and get paid. The helpers at my house have become some of my good friends.
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Joyce- My friend Joyce is my Swahili ally. When I can’t understand Kinyarwanda she can help explain to me in Swahili. She is the sort of housekeeper but also runs errands etc. Joyce is quieter but still a sweetheart.
This is my new Rwandan family! I am so excited to share more stories about them.