We were installed by a member of the Peace Corps staff to our sites. Here in Koutiala we visited the head of police, the head of the military in charge of policing in rural areas, the governor of this circle and the mayor of Koutiala. As amazing as it sounds for us Americans we were able to get in and talk with each official without an appointment. They all had good things to say about the Peace Corps and the work volunteers have done in Koutiala.

Now that I am in Koutiala my work begins. But how? I have two homologues. What is a homologue, a homologue is my Malian counterpart that directs me with my work, introduces me to the community, and helps me with projects. One of my homologues is on vacation and here in Mali it is not uncommon for people to be on vacation for all of August and September, life in Mali resumes after Ramadan which ends the first of October.

My other homologue showed up drunk and was inappropriate. Luckily a Peace Corps staff was here and when I brought it up to them they agreed something had to be done. He is no longer my homologue. So for the next two weeks things look like they will be moving lowly. The first three months we are not suppose to do any projects, just integrate into the community do what is called a base line survey of community needs.

Language classes continue. I walked an hour each way to my language tutor’s house yesterday for a two hour lesson. My bike is on loan to a volunteer who needs it to get the 5 kilometers to her site. Our Stage has not officially received their bikes because they have not come in. Can you believe it I have hardly ridden a bike for over two months.

My house is in a concession (a concession is a compound of buildings walled in where usually a family lives with grown children in some of the houses etc.). I call it the “pearly gates” because it is the most upscale compound I have seen in Mali and the gates are painted black and white instead of the rust color everything else is painted. The family owns a restaurant at the bus station called the

Dunni Dunni, which means little by little in Bambara. Here is my front door, my kitchen and my clothes rack that is in my bedroom.

I MADE IT I AM A PEACE CORPS VOLUNTEER

I made it I was sworn in as a Peace Corps Volunteer September 12, 2008 at the United States Embassy in Mali.

This me in Malian. Many of us wore them for swear in.











These are all the people in my sector Small Enterprise Development



















These are the people in my French Class
Natalie and Steve who are married Dou our Language and Cultural Facilitator and Markham the man I met from Bremerton before I left.
















Here are the people in Droit II my home stay village Adele, me, Natalie, Fatim the Bambara Language and Cultural Facilitator, Amber, Megan, the Health Program Director, Steve, Dou, Markham and Bobacar the head of the language program

Shea Butter

This entry is dedicated to my daughter Lani BonaDea who told me about shea butter before I ever came to Mali.

Shea butter is becoming important world wide because it is becoming the preferred ingredient in cosmetics, and chocolate products. It is important here in Mali because it is an untapped resource and Malian shea butter has a better consistency than in other parts of Africa resulting it being in bigger demand if the quality is right. Shea butter has the potential to help women of Mali to generate a higher income because it is considered women’s activity.

We visited two businesses that work with shea butter. One of them was a woman who bought the dried nut and sold them to exporters. The name of her business is Shea Baara and her name is Lah Dasse. She owns two trucks and buys in quantities of 10 tons or more.

The other business was a women’s association that bought shea butter and went on to make soap and pomade products. They are looking for more retail outlets for their products.

The shea tree grows all over the southern part of Mali and produces nuts that can be simply gathered when they fall to the ground. This method is actually recommended over shaking the tree to fall the nuts. The nut can be dried and then sold or it can be processed into shea butte and then sold. The shea butter can be made by individual women and can be stored as a savings account to be drawn on and sold through out the year.

Traditionally here in Mali shea butter is used for cooking oil, moisturizer, a hair pomade, medicinal uses, and ointment for muscles and joints. For Medicinal uses some people ad plant extracts to shea butter and ingest it to treat stomach problems.

Shea falls within the domain of women’s work therefore women stand to benefit from the efforts to improve the shea market in Mali. Shea offers a source of income separate from husbands that can be used to meet important family needs such as children’s clothing and school.

A benefit that shea holds over other agricultural products is that shea trees fruit during the rainy season which here in Mali is the lean season for food and income. These are months of July through September. This period is known as “the hungry times” here in Mali because the previous year’s food has been exhausted
Many organizations are working with women’s associations across southern Mali to improve the quality of the dried nut by helping women dry the nut in a way that it stores better and has less toxins. They are working with villages as a whole to consolidate their produced nuts and sell them to a buyer in bulk when the price for shea butter is high yielding more income for the women of the village.

New Address

I want to thank all of you who posted comments. Some asked my current address and here it is. Who is D. Joan anyways. Training is coming to a close and we will be sworn in Friday September 12, 2008 at the US Embassy here in Mali.

Peace Corps
Maridee BonaDea
BP 71 Koutiala, Mali
West Africa

Any all letters packages gladly appreciated

The Mayor of Moribabougou

One of our cross cultural trainings was a meeting with the Mayor of Moribabougou. He came with the president of the Women’s Association because the local elected officials have been mandated to work closely with the local women’s association. They came to talk to us about the decentralization of Mali.

Decentralization started in the early 1990’s when the one party had been in power since the early 1960’s. During this time there was only one political party that was allowed to have candidates. It took three years after the fall of this regime before other parties could legally participate in the election process. Today they say there are more than 60 different political parties.

Mali is broken down into regions there are nine of them and these are the ones I know; Kyes, Bamako Sikosso, Segou, Mopti, Goa, Timbuktu. From there the regions are broken down into circles which consist of literally a circle of villages. It works a lot like it does in the United States the different levels of local government are responsible for different government tasks. It does seem that one of Mali’s goals is to collect taxes for general improvements. There has been many references to this both in my Small Enterprise Develop training and in this talk. The Mayor said that if a village does not pay taxes there is a good chance that will not receive monitory help from the National Government.

The Mayor was asked what his priorities were for Moribabougou. He said that clean and safe drinking water for the residents here was his biggest priority. We asked the president of the Women’s association too. She said safe drinking water and a high school. It turns out that the schools here only go through middle school and then the children have to Bamako for high school. Many don’t go to high school because they can’t afford the transportation cost. We have been told all along that attending school through high school is mandatory for all Malians and that many rural farmers or herders find away out of it. After these I realized the situation was more complicated then our LCF’s (Language and Cultural Facilitator) have telling us.

Daily Life of a Peace Corps Tranee

Many have asked about my daily routine and what I eat. Since arriving in Philadelphia for “Staging” or orientation if you don’t know Peace Corps jargon we have had training from 8 AM till 5 PM Monday through Saturday with a litany of homework projects for Sunday.

Once here in Mali we were at Tubaniso for four days with trainings in Cross Cultural, Safety and Security, Language, Health, and last but lest our sector training, which for me is Small Enterprise Development.

Now that we have been at home stay most of our class time is taken up with language, I am learning French. I wish I was learning Bambara because that is the language most Malians speak where I will be living. Malians speak Bambara in their homes, at the market and at their work place. They say French is spoken at formal meetings and it is true most educated Malians speak French but only in formal settings.

As for the food it can be summed up in two words RICE, SAUCE!!! Or sometimes I get millet and sauce or To (pronounced toe, a thick millet pudding not sweet) and sauce. I get this for every lunch and every dinner. The women and children gather around a huge stainless steel bowl and we eat with our hands, only our right hand unless you’re the two year old in training but he has gotten better. The number changes around the bowl depending on what family members are present and right now Ramadan has just started so for lunch it was me and the kids. There are three nieces staying here and the oldest married daughter and her two kids along with a niece that lives here regularly. This is on top of the three daughters and two sons that live here.

For a treat we get fried plantains or french fries and Sunday night we got onions and liver, I happen to like liver. As for protein there just never seems like enough. There is little meat in the sauce at meals. The oldest at the bowl doles out the meat to different parts of the bowl and I have been told never eat anywhere in the bowl but right in front of you. So each person gets about two small pieces of meat on lean days and more on other days. At my house we don’t get beans a lot but I have seen black eyed peas and white beans in the markets. They say don’t drink milk unless it has been processed. I know for a fact my host mom buys raw milk from the herder that wonders around Moribabougou. You can find yogurt but here in Moribabougou it is very sweet. I had some in Sagou and it was not as sweet and really good. That about sums up the protein options.

There are street venders that sell mostly fried foods. There is a doughnut like pastry made from millet flour that is not real sweet but taste good, they sell beef skewers marinated usually with mustard these are good if you can chew them. We get the beef skewers and french fries at the only restaurant we have found in Moribabougou, Clean Air. As for going to a restaurant even the toboob (slang for white person here in Mali) restaurants there is no guarantee that you will get your order so we have learned never to pay for our food until it arrives.

Rationing the energy bars I brought has been a good thing. I like the Odwalla ones the best but they all are a good source of protein and vitamins. There are days at meal time when just coming to the bowl and looking at the rice and sauce I loose my appetite. I have been sick twice. Once I had amebas and the other they never did figure out the problem. After being sick I avoided the rice and sauce for several days by going to the medical unit and finding places in Bamako to eat once I felt like eating. One of my best finds was a market that sold cashews. They are a good source of protein and they are grown in Mali but you can’t find them in most food places.

Gardens of corn, okra, beans and squash are every where and being the rainy season they are growing fast and are about to harvest the corn

So that’s the food situation here in Mali, I can hardly wait to get to my site where hopefully I will have a two burner gas stove and maybe even a refrigerator. There are some vegetables and they say the rainy season food is scarcer than any other time of the year because this is the growing season and what is grown now is for the whole year.