My Peace Corps service is coming to
a close, and my mom asked a legitimate question: was it worth it?
(If you
came here for photos of my service, check them out at this link: https://goo.gl/photos/ShKDPvQWv2aGFjko9
and this link: https://goo.gl/photos/r4XkV9hAeYMpwRSt9 )
Service is
a sacrifice, like all choices in life there was an opportunity cost. I gave up
many things to spend two years in Kyrgyzstan; so asking this question is
appropriate.
In five days I leave Kyrgyzstan. I’ll
leave the work I have accomplished, I’ll leave the women I’ve worked with these
past two years, I’ll leave my program director, and my language teacher. I’ll
leave the small room I’ve lived in for two years. I’ll leave the chickens and
that rooster that wakes me every morning earlier than I want, and Ralphy my dog
whose barking keeps me up later than I want. And as I write this my eyes are
welling because I will have to leave the wonderful friends I have made and the
family I have truly become part of here. I’ll leave my host mom who has taken
care of me like her own child for two years. I’ll leave Janat and Gulzat, my
host brother and sister-in-law who have become my best friends in this small
village. I’ll leave Aijamal, their daughter, and Almazbek their son, who I’ve
grown closer to than I would have ever imagined. And most heart breaking I will
be leaving Ossil, my host niece who has no father and whose mother she’s only
seen a handful of occasions, but you’d be hard pressed to ever hear her
complain about anything. Ossil has become my youngest sister after Sarah and
Emma and will always be, and leaving her is going to be the hardest of all. I
know when I do have to say goodbye to her she’ll show not even a flicker of
emotion on her face, but deep in her eyes I’ll see the immense sadness of
abandonment, another loss in her life, and I know that will crush me. I am not
looking forward to leaving. If I could stay longer I would.
There have
been times I would have left in a heartbeat. My first year was just one
frustration after the other. I wasn’t succeeding at the pace I expected. I felt
like I was a failure, and I was right. I thought I could go right in and start
telling people how and what to do, my ignorance of how life worked brought
frustration and failure. And so I gave up on trying to push my ideas and
agendas.
It was when I gave up that I succeeded.
I gave up on trying to accomplish
certain aspects of work. With less than a year left of my service I decided instead
to focus on my relationships here. I spent more time with my friends and host
family. I continued to do work with my organization, but with my focus and
attention on the relationships I had with the people I was interacting with,
not on the actual material and skills I was trying to transfer. I measured
success differently and soon everyday was filled with successes: I spent four
hours chatting with my friend and his parents over tea and bread—success! I
hoed the potato field for a week with my host family and celebrated with
grilled chicken when the field was done—success! I left for work two hours
early so that I could stop and talk with everyone on my route to work and still
got to work late because of talking with so many people—success! Soon enough I
built up true friends and became a real member of the family.
These last
few months I’ve noticed something interesting. It seems every project I touch
is warmly received and supported by everyone. People listen to me and work with
me; I can see their ideas better and approach problems with their perspectives
as well. By changing my focus to
relationship building I’ve been able to succeed in my original goals far more
in the past three months than the previous two years combined. And yet I’ve
hardly felt like work has been work because I’ve been doing it with people I
love to be around and know their struggles and passions and they know mine.
Was the
Peace Corps worth it? You bet it was, it was a long and difficult two-year
lesson on life. A lesson that’s left me with some absolutely beautiful
relationships and left me ready for more great relationships to come.
Congratulations Sean!! It just seems like it was not too long ago when you called on Father's Day to say you had just submitted your Peace Corps application.
ReplyDeleteWhat a very insightful blog. I'm sure the departure will be very difficult emotionally. You are fortunate that with the internet, you will be able to keep in contact and stay connected with those you have to leave behind.
This blog posting should be mandatory reading for all prospective and new PCVs. You hit upon some very important points.
1) Peace Corps WILL change your life!
2) PCVs will not change the world in 2 years or less.
3) Building relationships is the key to success, and those successes will be accompanied with smiles from everyone involved.
I'm so proud of you Sean, and we all look forward to seeing you back in Vermont soon.
Love, Dad
So, you are leaving,
ReplyDeleteTwo years past so fast. For me, for Epkin, for Bubumairam EJE it was first experience work with PCV. I can say this experience was useful, at least for me. Now you had some ideas of Kyrgyz people, especially Kyrgyz women. And, sharing your experience with other people you can better describe us, our life, our visions. Thanks that you could realize some our ideas, thanks for trying to understand my worst English. I really appreciate you work in our organization.
We are usually grateful to parents for a good children. I would like to say thanks for your parents that they grew up wonderful АЗАМАТТЫ.
I wish you good luck!
I came across your site accidentally, looking for something about Kyrgyzstan. How is the internet connectivity in Kyrgyzstan?
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