The power came back on. While reading I heard a loud thud and there went the lights. Totally unprepared, I scrambled for the flashlight that I had been wise enough to charge during the day. Unfortunately, my foresight did not include switching it into “charge” mode, and it shut off within minutes. Absent Peace Corps training, I agonized over the possibility of being powerless at 7pm. Although the sun was setting, my body was still on eastern time, and I was far from sleepy. So, here’s where American urban met African rural: a cellphone and a lighter.
My cellphone provided just enough light to locate my lighter at the bottom of my purse (a.k.a. the bottomless abyss). Once I found my lighter I managed to brush my teeth, wash my face, and change my clothes without burning my fingers. Just as I was growing proud of my resourcefulness, the lights came back on.
When I was eight I learned five ways to conserve water. Taking showers and turning the faucet off while brushing your teeth are the only two I can remember. Despite this advanced training in environmental conservation, I continued to indulge in hot baths and negligently left the water running while brushing. Living without what Americans consider basic necessities makes me appreciate the smallest conveniences.
Last night was my third night without a shower. Yesterday was the third day of forty-three that I will flush the toilet with a bucket and brush my teeth with bottled water. Today I appreciate water and power more than ever before. My how the Universe has a way of teaching us life’s most precious lessons.
Shira,
This blog is so funny to me! Although I know it isn’t funny but I feel your pain because just reading it makes me feel as if I am there. You write so eloquent that you paint a picture much like the color purple when Celie was reading her sisters letters. (haha) You are right we do take far too much for granted but to us it is natural and automatic for us just to know that when we flip the lightswitch the the lights are going to come on! All I can say is keep your lighter near you girl!
Much love and we are praying for you
Auntie
Being your Mother, I have to say this is really funny to me. “How do I make this thing work” was your favorite question just a couple of years ago. See how resourceful you have become! I’m thankful for the Univerise teaching you so much.
Now, all kidding aside, you know my heart goes out to you. I’m the “Mrs. Try to Fix everthing for everybody” so you know I’m hurting since I can’t “fix” your situation. It seems the Universe is teaching both of us something right now. (o:
With you in spirit (thank God I’m not there in person!).
Love, Mom
Oh Shi, I can feel your pain on this one. You are right, you will have a different appreciation of everything when you return. Thanks for sharing your experience in the Blog. Feels like we are there with you. Be safe!
JJ
fffor the next thirrty two ddays Olliver was the victim of a systematic…(Color Purple shot out!) Yes Mom, thankful that you’re not here because you would die. The heat and constant sweating leaves you smelling like a sour baby. You know when you don’t dry under their necks good after you give them a bath? Gross right…?
Tashira! I’m glad you’ve entered the blog-o-sphere. Your writing is very colorful, indeed! Now, if I could only get the chance to SEE YOU when you come back to DC! LOLOLOL!!!! Take care and I’ll continue reading.
*Hi Blannie and Mommie!*
Nikki – Regina’s sister
Lawd help this child. You are a survivor so I know you’ll survive limited water and lights. However, as a cleanliness addict I hope you’re handling withdrawal ok. Can you tell I’m stuck in substance abuse class until July 23 and am not enjoying it? I have another tip for you…don’t bother lotioning up because you’ll sweat it off. Also, don’t bother with mosquito repellant, it only works on American mosquito. This is all thanks to my trip to Guyana at the beginning of our lifetime of sisterhood and friendship. I’m praying for you. Stay strong and patient.
Love,
D