Beth, Pete (Jesuit Volunteer), and Chris at Saramen Chuuk Academy.
In my second year out there I taught two classes of tenth grade Biology at Saramen Chuuk Academy. Here are my students dressed up for end-of-the-year ceremonies.
I was taken aback by some of the food at first, but after awhile it all didn't seem that odd or strange. The tipping point in my assimilation was with the coffee. For it, we had only instant, but with sugar and/or powdered creamer it was made drinkable. The problem was that the ants liked the sugar too, and after you stirred some sugar into your coffee, there would be ants riding in the swirl. For the first few months I was diligent in either making a new cup or in picking the ants out. But then it just wasn't a big deal if one or two got by. After that point, I was used to other types of food that was offered.
The topdown view of the freezer in my host-family's house. Iced tea and fresh tuna, as much as you could eat.
Charlie with some choice meat after preparing the rest of the pig for a feast.
My host family and neighbors prepping the pig for eating.
Pete's host sister cutting up something.
Ah, the dog. This is Pete's host sister clearly happy with the meal.
A family I met when Pete and I walked the perimeter of the island.
Pete out on his kayak.
The view back across the lagoon from Laura's island of Tol. Mine is centered in the far back.
The view from the Peace Corps office.
My host sister and brothers helping to clear the yard for planting.
The end result, beans and laundry. My room is through the open door.
The sunset from my yard. Not too bad.