From letter of June 10: Vazaha no more!
I found Puppy waiting for me faithfully outside the hospital, next to my bicycle. The two of us headed off towards N for a nice 5-k bike ride/run along the coast. I’ve been visiting N more and more since the cyclone, visiting Zetine Marie about the Seecaline (Infant Health and Nutrition Clinic) project and passing meeting information on to my four students rehearsing the lemur play. It used to be that I’d get called “vazaha� all the time there by the kids I passed. Biking through the villages of V, C, and A is always so much fun—a little chorus of “Rachelle� follows me all the way. Then I get 5 km out to A-N and the kids don’t know me-or didn’t know me before. Today, all of a sudden, I got greeted by name all the way to Zetine Marie’s! Maybe it was due to the radio message about tree-planting day that got announced this week, or the kids talking about the play, or the new mentorship I’m starting to form with the mayor’s son from N. At any rate, it was lovely to have a little boy call out, “Mademoiselle Rachelle� from the EPP soccer field and not the conventional “vazaha!� That word has become like nails on a chalk board for every Peace Corps volunteer at this point in service. I have a 7 km radius now! Never again will I be such a celebrity, if only with the kiddies.

