by Bryce Dibadj
Today we started the day by waking up at 6 this morning. We then ate breakfast which consisted of eggs, bread, and banana. By 7:00 we had left with Serge to the water walk which is when you walk to a stream and collect water. It took about an hour and forty-five minutes to get to the town where we went on the water walk. Before we started however Serge took us on a tour of a well that I-teams had built but was not working along with other things that they were going to used to teach the villagers so that they could farm more efficiency and take up less space.
We then left to go through the village and on to the water source. As we walked many children came and followed us and brought their own cans. While we were walking the two miles that it took to get to the stream the children came and held our hands. While we walked we got to see small examples of how this particular village survived. There were many banana trees, goats, chickens and two extremely large cows that we saw. The houses were made of either clay, or cement and were very small.
|Ryan fills a jerry can|
My story of carrying the 20L can is like this. As soon as I picked up the can I knew it would be hard but I had no idea what was in store. The first thing to do was to conquer the steep half mile uphill hill. This was the part that exhausted me the most because of my inexperience. If I had known I would have started off carrying the can on my shoulder or head but instead I carried it with my arms which was a huge mistake. While walking up I met a kid who looked about my age but was much smaller. He to had a 20L can. Once on top of the hill I took a break and the kid followed suit. Through the next 3/4 of a mile I took a few minute breaks and my arms got extremely tired. My friend however seemed unfazed. The next 1/4 mile was very hard and to make matters worse my can started leaking a little. My friend then ran back to his house to drop off his can and got a blue glue like thing to stop the leaking. I then kept going with my friend at my side.
The last half mile was a very interesting experience. My friend and I met a women who had me put the can on my head (which from what I came to believe was feminine while I think men put the cans on their shoulders). After that it was much easier but from then on I was the laughing stock of the adults who saw me walk by. When we finally reached the gate that separated the village from the place that we got our jerry-cans I said good by to my friend and dropped of my can. I was not the last one done with the walk and waited until everyone was finished. We then took a photo of the team and went into the mini-bus. With everyone tired and dirty we went to lunch and then went back to the hotel. My experience carrying the 20L can is that it is very hard and amazing how kids smaller than myself can carry them.