Monday, November 29, 2010

End of AfID placement - my thoughts

While the experience is still fresh in my mind, I'm noting down my thoughts on the experience of doing a project with AfID.

What do I think of doing an AfID project:

From the perspective of the volunteer - absolutely amazing
In terms of the benefits to the community/organisation - really good

What's good about AfID from a volunteer's perspective


  • This is my sixth time doing a volunteering project abroad, but my first time with AfID. Never before have I felt so satisfied and happy about the contribution I've made to the community I've been living with.
  • Living and working alongside local people gave me a perspective on local life and culture that would have been impossible as a tourist
  • Lots of flexibility about where to go and what to do
  • The local people seem to really appreciate that you've travelled so far to help
  • I found this the best imaginable education in how development really works. For me it drew out the issues of psychology and politics that might be the real drivers behind the success and failure of a project.
  • Good value for money (Compare - AfID £695 (or less for concessions), gvi £695-£1490 depending on length, i-to-i roughly $1000 - $2000)

What's good about AfID from the perspective of the host organisation



  • The short-term nature of the placement worked well for me. It's great for reinforcing the fact that the placement should build capacity among local people; this is a much more sustainable form of development than if I were doing work for the school. (However I wonder whether it could be a double-edged sword - see below)
  • AfID's strategy of sending people with established skills and experience is, in my view, excellent. It meant that I could be really useful.
  • The choice of skill to focus on (namely financial management) was, in my view, a good one. For example, in my placement, if no budgeting had happened, the organisation would probably have spent more money than it had and hence gone into bankruptcy. So while other areas of management would also have been useful, this one helped save the school.
  • By helping to up-skill, and not providing capital, AfID was contributing to real development. Helping local people to become better at running organisations themselves is much more valuable than any handout.

What could be improved about AfID from the perspective of the host organisation


  • The short-term nature of the placement is only OK if someone in the partner organisation has the skills and willingness to absorb the knowledge being imparted. For my placement, the person keeping the continuity of knowledge was the Teach A Man To Fish rep Jamie, but she will probably be gone in 6 months. I don't know how carefully AfID checks that this aspect of things will work. (In fairness they might be checking this - I don't know)
  • In my view, organisations could benefit from support in many areas of management. Isolating just one area (financial management) could be inadequate. My experience in my placement suggested that some HR issues need to be sorted before financial management can really work effectively in that school. I recognise that AfID is a young organisation; trying to branch out into several disciplines at once might be a touch too adventurous at this stage. However I would recommend it for the future. I think that following backgrounds may be relevant:- charity trustees, school governors, HR professionals.
  • I think it's important to ensure careful matching of volunteers to placements. For my placement, I was actually (in my view) fairly well matched. I'm not sure whether AfID is doing enough about this at the moment (maybe they are). But I worry that a volunteer with a small amount of experience in only one or a few areas might end up trying to support a partner on things that they don't have experience in.
This blog post has ended with a number of (possibly) negative-sounding things. I'd like to reiterate that my view of AfID's model is extremely positive, and I will be definitely be doing this again.

Day 14 - departure from Ondati

Incredibly, this was my last day in the village. My sense of time whilst in the village has not been entirely sane, and it seems like a very long time that I've been in village now. But it still seems surprising that end is now here. Everyone was very sad to see me go, and asked me to stay in touch and to come back next year.

Cyprine (the cook who gave me my Luo name - Ochieng) hugged me warmly. Bwana Chairman insisted on getting my email address. The Director promised that he would continue to study the budget closely. Joshua wanted me to text when I got to Kisumu and asked to pass his regards to my parents when I saw them.

David and Justus, two employees of the Kisumu-based NGO Africa Now, gave me a lift back to Kisumu. We more or less passed by Mbita, which is a Millenium Village, but didn't get to stop there. Shame - we ended up talking about it a lot, and since I now understand community development much better, I found this interesting. Maybe one day I'll come back - who knows...

Day 13 - market day

In the morning I sat down with Director Joseph and made sure that the finalised budget was written up.



In the afternoon I was taken to the market in Orea. I didn't time it, but it took at least half an hour (probably an hour) to get there, through a muddy path and crossing a small river that needed to be crossed by balancing on a wet tree trunk that bridged the river. Not only was the "bridge" quite slippery, but if you try holding onto the trees (which can only be reached at the start and end of the crossing) you discover that they have sharp thorns on them!

People make this journey because there are essentially no retail outlets in Ondati village. There is a very small trading centre, but any time I've tried to buy anything from the two small shops there, they've not had the toilet paper/biscuits/whatever that I've wanted to buy.

Day 12 - Sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll

Thursday 25th Nov

To be honest, today involved no sex, no recreational drugs, and no rock 'n' roll.

I delivered a training session for the committee on financial management. The committee consists of 11 men and 2 women. The women have had no education, and didn't speak any English or Kiswahili. At the start of the training session I asked for someone to translate into Luo, but this request was refused. So the women sat quietly throughout the session.

DRUGS

So in a rough attempt to live up to the title of this blog post, I will talk about drugs (well - medicines)...

It being a religious community, most meals start with someone saying grace. If I'm honest, I never really feel truly grateful when I receive food - I've always lived in extreme food security. Even in the village, the family where I stayed were well off, and there was always enough food.

Medicines, however, were different. I came with plenty of paracetamol, ciproflaxin (possibly my favourite antibiotic!) malarone, doxycycline, ventolin, and elastoplasts. People around me in the village would have to travel for half an hour to get a government health centre, and that typically didn't have any medicines and required a bribe for what little was there. As kids around me made do with a leaf or a dirty rag instead of band aids, I really felt truly grateful - even guilty - for the drugs I had. It was enough to make me want to say a little prayer of thanks every time I took my drugs.

Day 11 - Last day of school

Wednesday

Today the school was closed. This involved getting the parents together and speaking to them a lot (in Luo - so I'm not entirely sure what was said!). Then the girls were gathered together and the highest achievers had their names read out and were asked to stand up. Although time was short, the headmaster insisted that the teachers also read out the names of those who came bottom of the class and get them to stand up as well. I'm sure they liked that!

This picture is actually from the previous day when the primary school closed.



Day 10 - Community meeting

Tuesday

TODAY'S MEETING

Today the committee presented the budget to the village community. The community are in a sense the owners of the school, so it was important for them to understand some of the key assumptions underlying the budget - things like whether a new dormitory would be built for the school, would it consist of Forms 1 and 2 or Forms 1,2, and 3, and would a new classroom be built.

So I was slightly surprised when the committee read out the numbers in the budget, and then chose not to explain the key assumptions to the community! I went over to chairman and asked why he didn't want to explain this any more, and he said that he was worried the community would not want to support the Harambee (fundraising event) if they knew the committee's plans. At this stage, I did not remind him that he claimed to be known for his transparency and accountability. I did not ask him why he disappeared from the meeting scheduled that morning when we were going to plan what to say to the community. I did ask him how he thought the community would react if they found out the committee's plans next year. He immediately changed his mind and explained the assumptions to the community!

INCIDENT IN THE SCHOOL

Later that evening (as I discovered the following morning) a boy from the village had turned up at the door of the girls' dorm. He claimed to be a millionaire who was going to give everyone money. The girls (who were described in today's meeting as "delicate") realised that he was up to no good and gave the boy a good beating! The alarm was raised and a mob turned up to protect the girls. At first they resolved to kill the boy (the death sentence is apparently the usual punishment under mob justice). However, the chairman decided that this was a bit harsh, so he was held overnight and then taken to the nearest court (at Pala) to be tried. I'm hoping that he won't be sent to prison, partly because (call me soft) I don't think his crimes seem all that bad, and also because Kenyan prisons are apparently truly horrific. I never found out what happened to him...

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Day 9 - Attack of the Killer Ants


Monday continued with more day-long meetings with the committee. I was really pleased with their commitment and engagement with the budget-setting process. Sadly Joseph (finance worker and committee member) seems to have decided not to show up today, but fortunately everyone else (including the area chief) was really engaged. Some key decisions were made by the committee to close the gap in the budget.

Since most of my blog followers won't be too interested in budget-setting details, I'm going to spend the rest of this blog post focusing on the wildlife that I live with. A key concern when I stand outside in the evening is the killer ants. (I don't think anyone else calls them killer ants. Me? Overdramatise?! Never!) On the weekend I was talking to my parents when I had to abruptly end the call to take my trousers off and beat ants off my legs. They bite, and while one bite is just a harmless sting, the ants seem to come in packs and being bitten by several dozen of them is definitely worth avoiding. I'm told that these ants have been known to kill a snake or a dog by eating them alive. I don't think they've eaten a human before, but I'm not willing to let me the first!

The latrine and the place for bathing are adjacent brick structures some distance from the houses. Here are some animals that I have shared my shower/toilet with (sometimes I might not be sure because I'm generally there in the dark)

Spiders - including one in a cocoon
Bees and wasps
A bat (once - briefly)
Mosquitoes
Grasshoppers

My toilets at work ask users to leave the toilets in a state that they would expect to find them - I wonder if my expectations will be appropriately set when I get back to the office?