My own Peace
Corps journey began on October 7, 2009 when I and 22 others in my Peace Corps
group landed in Samoa. A far-off South Pacific island with beautiful lagoons,
swaying coconut trees and inland mountain peaks—its people and culture quickly
welcomed us as we began our journey.
At the conclusion of our training, all
Peace Corps Volunteers are required to be sworn in as volunteers and have the
honor of reciting the very same oath that all U.S. Senators, House
Representatives, Civil Servants and Soldiers take after their election or
appointment. I took my oath as a Peace Corps Volunteer on December 8, 2009 and
it was administered by the chargé d’affaires.
“I, __________, do solemnly swear that I will support and defend the
Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic,
that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; that I take this
obligation freely, without any mental reservation or purpose of evasion; and
that I will well and faithfully discharge the duties of the office on which I
am about to enter. So help me God.”
From that moment on I have been honored to be a part of the Peace Corps family.
Without a doubt, my Peace Corps experience was one of the most challenging and
life defining moments in my life. If there was ever an initiation into my own
adulthood—it was Peace Corps. I went through homesickness, self-doubt and
questioning—what was my purpose there? How was I supposed to help make a
difference? Was I connecting with my students in a meaningful way?
Slowly, over the first several months, I found my footing. The stabilizing often
came in the small daily routines or tasks: the water felt a little less cold
from the river source; I visited one more family than I had the week before; one
more student would learn to read a book, or I would learn a few more Samoan
words. Finally, there were days I would write in my journal and realize I was
beginning to love my time there. The homesickness had faded and my thoughts and
priorities were focused on my mission, on the oath I had taken, and what I
needed to do in order to fulfill that oath.
I will be forever grateful to the
members of my Peace Corps group who were on the journey with me (15 of us would
complete our 27 month service). They became friends and family. Only they
understand the weird stories I have and can recall the ways in which we grew
together.
And also, a debt of gratitude to the Peace Corps staff in Samoa,—both
Americans and Samoan nationals—who worked quietly behind the scenes to assist
all of us volunteers in making sure we were safe, healthy and well cared for.
My
parents Les and Karen, my sister Jenny, my friend Katy, and so many other
friends and family who sent letters, cards, care packages, and prayers helped
make my journey possible. Without their support, I would not have found my way
easily—if at all.
But the biggest thanks must be extended to my Peace Corps
village and all the Samoan people who welcomed and loved me over the course of
my service. Their love, patience, laughter and prayers allowed me to fall in
love with Samoa, so much so that I continue to visit yearly and stay in touch
with my former students, teachers, host families and friends. I even feel
blessed to have had two families name their boys after me, and another by my
surname. It’s a reminder that my time there had an impression, even if in some
moments it felt like the days moved slowly and the work felt cumbersome.
So on this 60th anniversary of the Peace Corps, I am reminded that we are all in
this world together. That none of us alone has all the answers and none of us
alone can change the communities we live in. Rather, it is a team effort that
spans near and far.
To my Peace Corps family around the world who were evacuated
last March due to the Covid-19 Pandemic, I salute you for your patience and
resolve these past months as all of you were cut short the time and experiences
you wanted in your villages. Know that you are a critical part of the 60 year
history of the organization and that Peace Corps Volunteers in the years to come
will be reminded of your strength in times of great change, and how you honored
your oath to your country.
Happy 60th Peace Corps!
Peace Corps Conferences or Friday night visits into the capitol allowed
volunteers to see one another and attend a movie, go to dinner, or just play
Monopoly! Here I am with Corina, Cassie and Tiffany.
I was fortunate to have a couple visits from members at Peace Corps Headquarters
in DC visit me over my 2 years at post. This time was particularly memorable as
the driver got the Land Rover stuck outside my house on a muddy slope.
All 15 members of Group 82 at our Close of Service Conference in September of
2011. It was my idea for us all to climb up on this coconut tree.
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