Saturday, August 9, 2008
So the rubbish pick-up in Sally's village was only weeks ago at this point. I am sorry that I have become a bad correspondent.
Sally organized her village to participate in a village-wide rubbish clean-up. This included the area along the road, the beach and the road leading inland towards the mountains. The week before the clean-up environmental Peace Corps and JICAs (Japanese volunteers) came to the village to do some education on recycling and rubbish. Then on a Saturday Peace Corps and JICAs converged on the village. With the assistance of about a hundred or so primary school children we managed to pickup a dump truck full of trash AND to fill the new recycling bin to bursting with plastic bottles and tin cans.
Sally was incredibly prepared with gloves and trash bags. She organized us into teams and sent us out to our designated area. Cale immediately adopted (or was adopted by, I am not sure) two tiny kids as his helpers. The had to have been about four years old and they followed Cale every where he went. He would call out instructions in Samoan about where where to find the lapisi and then encourage them to run to the next spot. Quite adorable. Cale claims it was all part of a master plan that allowed him to simply carry the trash bag while he sent the kids out to do all the bending over and picking up of the trash. But I think he thought they were cute too. I have a picture of Cale walking next to his minions. The two small boys are holding hands (and so far everyone on Flickr seems to think it is just adorable). Apparently I just missed the scene where the boy on the left reached up and grabbed Cale's hand. Cale's first reaction was to jerk his hand away, which he immediately felt bad about, but there was nothing to be done about it after that.
In the last few weeks I have seen a lot of impressive use of the SPG recycling bins distributed around the island. Sally's was filled to busting after our trash pick-up. When we visited Gal in Aleipata, their bins were stuffed full of plastic bottles. His pule required that detention children pick up 50 plastic bottles and had the few tins cans shipped to another recycling bin so she could use both sides of her bin for plastic.
I am inspired to work on the recycling bin in front of my school. Right now it is barely full at all and is mostly full of inappropriate trash (non-recyclables and vegetation trash like leaves). Maybe when the new pule arrives I can talk about having detention students sort through that trash and remove the stuff that shouldn't be there and then make the class prefects in charge of making sure only cans and bottles go into it.
Oh, wait, you may be asking yourself, when the new pule comes? What happened to the old pule? Well, a post will be coming soon about my principal's move to New Zealand.
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