The Rest of the Story Part I: Campus Unrest
After they closed the campus in the middle of the week due to the violence, it was announced that the campus would stay closed for the rest of that week and the whole following week. To make up for it, the mid-semester break was cancelled, and the semester was extended by a week. Then a couple days later, it was clarified that this cancellation did not apply to graduate students or international students. Now, if you are paying attention, you will have noticed that means that if you teach both graduate and undergraduate classes, you have had your mid-semester break taken away, your semester extended by a week, AND you did not get the week off for the cancelled classes. And, if you are an international student or an exchange student, enrolled in undergraduate classes - do you have class during the off week, or do you not? None of this made much sense - totally poor "planning", if you can call it that. So, there was a bit of confusion and mild unrest on the part of the faculty at that point. Honestly, I think most faculty just made up their own minds of how they would handle the schedule situation, without broadcasting it to administration.
When students returned after the semi-closed week, the unrest actually started right back up. This lasted a couple of days, in which some classes were again disrupted, sand thrown in the face of professors, etc. At this point the faculty and staff had lost their patience with the administration and called a meeting to organize a bit of protest of their own. They confront the Vice Chancellor, took a vote of no confidence in him and called for his resignation. At that point there was some talk that the university would have to close for the entire semester.
Then...suddenly...it all got quiet again. Things for the past week have seemed completely normal. I finally asked my grad assistant what had happened, and she said that they (the govt. or the university, not sure which) had given the students money. Problem solved. (?)
The Rest of the Story, Part II: The Dogs.
Mama (the dog) had her puppies. Only two this time, not eight (thank God!). She had them in her own front yard, not ours (thank God, again). The SPCA did finally come for a visit, but it happened to be a day in which the owners had taken a tiny bit of interest and moved the puppies to the back yard, where it could give the appearance that they were being tended to. We reminded the SPCA that the reason none of the dogs were starving was that we were feeding them (not the owners), and that it is not a sustainable situation once we are gone. They took no action but promised to come back. In the meantime, we have not seen or heard the puppies in a week or so. We are not sure they are still there. If they are gone - and we absolutely hate to think of how that was done - it happened much sooner than with the last batch, and before the girls could get completely attached. So, life goes on with us having two informal foster dogs that do bring pleasure to the girls and a combination of pleasure and terror to Trey. And, they bring us gifts. Today I got a chewed-up but otherwise lovely pink slipper - just one - from who knows how far away...
An Ode to German Print:
Now, a bit of fun Tswana culture. The traditional clothing of the women here is known as German Print. The fabric comes in three colors (blue, brown, and red) and a seemingly endless variety of patterns. You can buy the fabric in any of a large number of fabric shops, then take it

Way back in November, Charles (my Fulbright colleague) and I were invited to the wedding of one of Esther's relatives (Esther is the director of the Centre). Weddings are much more drawn out affairs here, with festivities one weekend at the bride's family home, followed by festivities at the groom's family home the next weekend. The roles and responsibilities of the extended family in family life here are extensive. This includes weddings. The extended family women, on the bride's side, lets say, prepare all the food, serve it, and clean, while acting as gracious hosts to the family of the groom. Then, the next weekend, it is the groom's family's turn to do all the work (the women, that is).
The fun part is that each side picks out a specific german print pattern and all the women on that side have dresses made from that pattern, each trying to quietly outdo the others with ornateness and originality. At the wedding that Charles and I went to, we didn't know anyone but Esther, and she was busy with the extensive hosting responsibilities. So, we amused ourselves by seeing how many different interesting german print dresses we could find. I forgot my camera, but thanks to Charles, here are some interesting photos to give you the idea.
This wedding took place in the village of Molepolole (mow-lep-e-low-lee), about 50 km from Gaborone. In addition to giving you some good representations of the german print style, I hope they will give you a good feel for village life in Botswana, which to me can feel very different, strikingly different at times, from life in Gaborone.
Another brown. I call this the "button" print, just totally my own made-up term. I believe this was the print chosen by the groom's family, You will note the woman is wearing an apron, as she was probably clearing the tables and doing dishes as this photo was taken.
And finally, a nice red. I think red is the least frequently seen of the colors, but it is a bright and fun contrast to all the blue and brown. In the background is another "button" style of brown.
The girls have become quite interested in the whole german print idea. So, we are having dresses made for each of them. I took Hope to the tailor last week, and she had such fun as the lady got a pad of paper and a pen and started sketching out ideas, while asking Hope for input. It will be a two-piece skirt and top, in a red rosette-like print as the main color, but with layers of blue and brown in the same print at the bottom of the skirt, finished off with a bit of lace. Once hers is finished, we will take Eden to do the same thing. Today at the fabric store we found some prints with elephants, others with zebras. Guess what Eden's dress will probably look like?
Ted and I seem to have caught the bug ourselves. Today at the fabric store we decided we might get some of it to bring home and recover the seats of our dining room chairs. We are thinking brown, with a variety of different prints - maybe even a different print for each of the six chairs...
3 comments:
Glad to hear the University is now in its post-Berkeley phase.
I like the various designs of the German Print -- you'll have to post pics of the girls in their dresses. I found an article on the origins of the fabric: http://www.shweshwe.net/article/18/The_History_of_
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I can't wait to see your german pring clothing and how you change your chairs at home...I loved the updates, I have a friend Betsy who loves to examine scat (poop!) and she isn't even doing research...can't wait for your return and stories in person! Terry
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