The Iraqw tribe is a tribe of East Africa that has its
origins in the Middle East. Most of the people in the area surrounding our SFS
camp are Iraqw people, and on Saturday we had our Iraqw homestay. Each person
in our group was partnered with another student and assigned a household around
Rhotia. We spent the day (8-5) working, cooking, relaxing, playing and talking
with our host families. Elaine and I were assigned a wonderful family whose
house is situated on top of a beautiful hill (the views were breathtaking).
The outside of our host family's house
The
Mama (head mother of the household) is a sister of one of the staff members,
Paolo, at the SFS camp. In the morning, we had tea time. And let me tell you,
the chai tea the Iraqw people make is literally to die for. I probably would
have licked it off the ground if it had spilt. During tea time we also talked
with the nephew of the Mama, Joseph, and told him about America and asked him about his
schooling. Joseph even gave us a swahili lesson after laughing at our horrible attempts to explain things in swahili. After tea time, we started preparing the food for lunch in a small
mud hut not connected to the home. We got to shell peas and cut up some meat,
onions, tomatoes and cabbage. We then helped cook lunch over a firewood stove
made out of soil/clay. I’m pretty sure I over inhaled some smoke, but I didn’t
pass out and my slightly blurred vision eventually returned to normal. Elaine
and I also “learned” how to cook ugali, a staple food in Tanzania, that requires
extremely rapid and precise stirring. We were obviously pretty pitiful at it
because our Mama took control of the stirring pretty quickly.
Cooking some rice
Attempting to stir some Ugali
Cleaning some dishes with Mama and Victoria
After cooking, we
sat down to lunch with the Mama and the rest of the household (two nephews and
a niece, along with a family visitor). I had an extremely hard time with the
meat because it was extremely chewy and still covered in fat, but luckily I was
able to swallow a couple pieces so as to not offend our hosts. Everything else
about the meal was fantastic and the cabbage was probably my favorite. After
lunch we helped clean dishes, and then all of a sudden and without our
knowledge it was Tanzanian siesta time. We relaxed in the living room for a
good two hours before we were welcomed with another tea time. Our final
activity of the day was sorting dried peas from a pile of leaves and dirt. When
the car pulled up to take us back to the center, I really did not want to
leave. Even though we had a slow day, I wanted to stay and learn more about the
family and their lifestyle. It really was an amazing experience, and I wish
that others could share it.
Joseph and the calf
The youngest member of the household (2yrs old) being shy
Finally came out of hiding to say hi! This little monster decided to keep shaking my hand all afternoon, and he even became so enamored with my pasty white skin that he started petting my leg.
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