Transitioning
Since being pulled out of my site in June, I have been in the middle of one of the biggest transitions of my life. Ask any Peace Corps Volunteer, and they will tell you that the first month or two at site is the hardest. You are dropped into a place where you don’t know much of the language (except what little you learned during training… unless you’re a Deaf Ed volunteer, in which case you know nothing), don’t know where anything is located, and only know the one person who brought you to your site. Those first few months are therefore spent trying to learn some practical phrases in the local language, making friends, and figuring out which lady sells the best street food. I went through this process back in August 2018. I arrived in Wa and, after deciding I didn’t care much for the person who brought me to site (he was a little too sexist for my taste), realized I had zero friends. Thankfully, I made friends with Christie, the only deaf teacher at my school, who let me trail
