Last week was a challenging one. As a PCV, sometimes I feel unappreciated as if my work is overlooked. I had little work to be done throughout the week and the work I did have planned was interrupted and I had lack of participation. I had my women’s group planned for Thursday night at 5 o’clock and the theme to be given was yoga and exercises for the mind. I messaged the women in the group that morning to invite them to the session and even went house to house to make sure they were planning on attending. (Reminding people 1 million times of an event is normal here) All stated they would be there, so I go throughout my day planning for the meeting.
It was 5:30pm and I sit there waiting. Not a single woman showed.
Although warned at the beginning of service it would be a challenge to gain participation, I set my expectations high. When a situation occurs when I work hard for something and it back fires, I feel useless, and begin to ask myself why I am here. More so, does anyone even notice me?
After a few days of unfortunate events, I spent an entire day visiting people around town, chatting, eating food, and not focusing on my work. I found myself relieved and comfortable in my surroundings.
This very day, I sat in a friend’s house and she had a bike in the corner, dusty and with two incredibly flat tires. I asked her whose it was and she said it was hers but it had been sitting there for quite some time. She must have taken note that I was staring at it. This sad, yet beautiful, bubblegum pink bike had my name written all over it. She turned to me and told me if I fixed it up, I could have it. I looked at her in disbelief. She was going to just “regalar” the bike to me? She told me she was thankful for my friendship and she appreciated the women’s group I had started and wanted me to have it.
I have wanted a bike since I got to site but could never afford it. Now, out of the kindness of this women’s heart, she told me to take it. Just like that, I forgot all of the horrible events that had happened in the past week.
I am appreciated. I am here for a reason. Just some food for thought.