I started writing this a few days ago and didn’t get around to finishing it. Things have been busy, looking back over it, I don’t have any real odd or exciting stories to tell, more just some day-in-the-life stories that may be of interest to you. My big project I’m working on is coming along, preparing for a grant I’m hoping to get that will allow us to plant a lot of trees here in Dobrotvir. I have had meetings with students who are helping, several with the mayor and just had a meeting yesterday with a professor at a local forestry university in Lviv. There are times I feel as if it is almost getting out of my hands and taking on a life of its own, so I sure hope that it all works out and it happens, but it will be good for everyone involved to get better connected with each other and see what kind of work can be done in cooperation and compiling resources. If it happens, that is what I will view as my biggest success, not just the planting of trees in my town. So enjoy the collection of stories and as always, feel free to drop me an, email comment or sms through the Internet.

The past few weeks has been seen a flurry of activity here although at times I still have the feeling things don’t always move as fast as I like. A bit of older news I don’t know if I made real public is the fact that I now have Internet in my apartment. The installation process was a little interesting, since it involved running some network cable from my host family’s balcony where a router is stationed to my apartment and through my window. This involved coaxing the wire from the roof in order to get it to my apartment and didn’t end up being as difficult as one might expect. While it is run through a router I have my own account and will pay an amount each month, they (meaning someone) just haven’t decided exactly how much yet that amount will be. My Internet is allegedly unlimited, however. So you may see me online more often on MSN Messenger, AIM and Gmail, if you want to get in touch with me, leave me a comment or send me an email and I’ll forward that contact info to you.

It is already the 25th here, but since time just seems to always move so fast when it involves more than one day, Valentine’s Day wasn’t that long ago. That day found me running around getting the most recent edition of the student newspaper edited and printed that day so the students would be able to sell their Valentine’s Edition on Valentine’s Day. Later in the day I attended an English language program by younger students. It was a lot of fun to see how excited this country seems to get over Valentine’s Day; do Americans get this excited on Valentine’s Day? One thing that I noticed along with some other volunteers is it seemed as if everyone kind of got into the celebration of it and it wasn’t restricted quite as much to those who are in relationships. Students in sixth and seventh forms seemed just as excited. It was curious.

In case you hadn’t heard, Peace Corps Volunteers can occasionally be minor celebrities if they are in a small town. I am in a small town and had the opportunity to be a minor celebrity judge. Of a beauty contest. At the school. The contestants were in ninth or tenth grade. It was a little weird. It was funny. I had a good time, half of it joking with the other teacher/judges and when it came time to choose who should get which places what I said didn’t matter. I fought hard for one particular girl to be second; there wasn’t a complaint about who should be first. It didn’t matter what I said, although the next day talking to teachers they agreed with me. That felt like a little bit of satisfaction. So yes, here you have it; I was on the panel of judges to decide who would be “Miss School.” Next stop, a minor celebrity judge on Miss America or American Idol.

I also caught an act of opera last Sunday. Mind you it was in Russian and while there is similarities between Russian and Ukrainian and I can understand it a little bit sometimes, I was hopelessly lost when they start singing Russian in operatic style. I don’t know if I would be able to understand English all that well if they sang it in operatic style. I did read the program, in Ukrainian so I had a basic idea but all the dialogue didn’t happen. But, I saw the show with Ira and as she is Ukrainian and speaks Russian fluently, she did explain some of the jokes throughout the opera. The music was nice however. But about halfway through the second act we saw I started to get these images of Mystery Science Theater 3000 and instead of trying to actually listen to what they were saying was inserting my own dialogue. It was much funnier than what they were actually saying, I think, but I probably would have better paid attention. Oh well. It was fun.
After hearing stories of how freaking cold it was last winter, it was cold, this winter has been incredibly mild. There was some snow this week and it finally seemed to get around to seeming kind of cold, but I have yet really needed to pull out my warmest stuff or really layer up. I think it was kind of a bust and now it is time to start looking forward to the warm weather of summer.

Probably the last thing you’ll see if you take a gander at my photos is our celebration of Mardi Gras Ukrainian style. Another volunteer here is from New Orleans so we had authentic foods and had a generally good time. Now it is Lent or “Pict” is the best I can transliterate it. To be honest, haven’t seen a real big change in people’s attitudes, but there is supposed to be less partying, and I have noticed at least that much.

First of all, I need to make a clarification on my last post. I am, in-fact, an adult and can fully decide whether I wear a hat and am able take care of myself adequately. I at least haven’t died after more than 26 years; I am in fact quite healthy. The last post was meant tongue-in-cheek and wasn’t meant to be taken too seriously. The last thing I want to do is make people worry about my well-being. Ira has been an invaluable help to me in this country and has nothing but my best interests in mind.

It is kind of funny and completely unrelated, but another thing I was planning on writing about is the absurdity of life in this country, for those who don’t live here or experience it, it can sometimes be hard to explain. Another volunteer Robert Henderson visited me last weekend and this was one topic that came up. We recently lost several group members who decided for different reasons to go home before the service was finished. I didn’t hear all of their reasons so I wont’ try to go into them. But one thing Rob and I talked about is the ability to accept some absurdities in life as we spend time in this country and not allow them to affect us so much we lose the ability to function. At the same time I think it is healthy to keep noticing them, which helps keep us sane as well. These absurdities can stretch from the extreme daily like riding on buses that were built and have been in service since way before either us were born as far as well can tell, to students cheating in school and the complete lack of ability to do anything about it to at first seeing people starting to drink at eight in the morning and think it completely crazy to coming to accept it is part of the country here.

If we get too tied up in worrying about these absurdities of life here, we won’t be able to handle it. The best thing we can do is recognize them for what they are and just allow it to be part of our experience. It is important to remember that as PCVs we are supposed to learn from other cultures as well as impart our knowledge on them as well. One thing I have seen before in other volunteer blogs of those who have been here longer than me is that they run out of the crazy stories to tell after awhile because it all just seems normal anymore. That hasn’t happened to me yet completely, but there are plenty of things I don’t worry about quite as much anymore as I used to.

Case in point is marshrutkas, there is almost always room for at least one more person on them and riding a half-hour half bent over to get to my destination is just an accepted part of travel here. I still laugh about it occasionally. If people were to visit it might seem crazy and possibly even completely uncoordinated. I, however, love them because they can get me almost anywhere in this country even though I don’t have a car and are relatively cheap and fast. Revel in the absurdities you can’t control, manage the ones you can and remember another PC goal is to impart knowledge when you can and people are willing. Just remember things are often the way they are because they do work best that way. A lesson I learned long ago is don’t touch stuff just cause you think you can make it work better; there is a good chance it is the way for a reason.

This is where I say again I am speaking only for myself and all opinions are my alone and do not represent Peace Corps or the United States Government. It’s time talk a little about religion. Last time I was Kyiv for a meeting I picked up a book titled “The Journey of Desire” by John Eldridge. I was first introduced to the author when I read another book of his titled “Wild at Heart.” I don’t often see books on religion in the office, most of the books are basic fiction paperbacks, yet even they still get read, any halfway good books get snatched up pretty quick to go back to sites and get read, and my faith here has admittedly been a bit of a roller coaster. Part of me has hidden behind the idea that PC is governmental so I need to be careful with how I display my faith and also the time I have used to really explore what faith truly means to me. I’m still early in the book so I will have more later, but what has spoken to me so far is this idea that Christianity is all about desire. It’s a little more complicated than that, but there is a basic idea that humans know there is something more than the life we have at the moment and desire something more and better.

What I have read so far has me with some success and some places that need more work. I still have that desire for things, I am not that complacent or I don’t think I would have taken the rather big step in joining the Peace Corps and leaving everything that was familiar. I still don’t know exactly what I desire, but I’m definitely not without desire. But it also pointed out some potential fallacies in how I pray. Part of praying is me wanting or needing things and expressing them. I had fallen into this idea that I shouldn’t be asking for things, but rather for just guidance. I think that the truth lies somewhere in between. The tough part is not going overboard in the desires and wrong directions in desires. But having weak and non-existent desires is just as dangerous. I still have a ways to go in the book, so I’ll see if it continues the way it is, so far I have enjoyed it. I just know already that my experience here will not allow me to just accept faith and religion as it has been back in the states. There is more out there and it is a much more exciting life and world that our traditions and self-imposed laws don’t allow us to explore and enjoy.