Sunday, November 9, 2014

Sing us a song, you're the organ man

Buenas!

So last week my history of music teacher took us to the old and new cathedral (they were built adjoining over the centuries) on a field trip and guess what? He played all four of the organs in the cathedrals! I'm talking about an experience that was like having backstage passes and front row seats to a private concert. We got to go behind all the roped off sections in the church and he opened up the tops of all the instruments to show us the mechanisms and explain how each organ functioned. They were amazing and I just could not get over the fact that they were from the 15th - 18h century!

Anyways, we got to go up a secret staircase where we saw that huge pumps that two men would be pulling and pushing the levers of in order to sustain the air for the organ. I bet they were super strong because the levers were taller than me. Luckily technology now sustains the air and makes sure that the pressure remains constant as long as the organist is playing. We got to go upstairs in the choir boxes so that we could access the balcony the organ was on. The new cathedrals organ was huge!



If you look closely near the bottom of the second photo you can see my professor playing away. 

The sound was phenomenal and the acoustics in the cathedral were every musicians dream. I was basically in a state of euphoria with a silly smile on my face the entire time our professor played for us. And then as if the afternoon couldn't get any better, one of the students, and aspiring singer was encouraged by the class to sing...Of course it would be the most unsuspecting, rather flat out nerdy, super quiet guy in our class to have one of the best voices in our class. (P.S. I tried uploading the songs I recorded but google blogger hates me and refused to upload them even though they are within the file size requirements, so you'll have to wait until i get home to hear them)

Honestly, surprises like these are what makes being a student so special, because I'm surrounded by people who have a true passion for learning and it's reflected in their ability to speak intelligently or in this case sing beautifully. While this class may be well out of my major, I'm so glad that the mean lady at the IES registrars office highly suggested I not take the history of art class if the professor had not responded to my email, because I would not have been enrolled in this class and had such an amazing afternoon. After class, I could not stop smiling to myself (I'm pretty sure half the people thought I was crazy but oh well) and rushed to share the story with my host mom. We listened to all the audios over and over again and she explained to me how special it was to have this experience because they don't let just anyone play the organs or even go into those sections of the cathedral that I had the privilege of seeing.

Well that's all for now. Hope everything is going well with you all!

Much love,

Carolyn


Sunday, November 2, 2014

Dia de todos los santos y dia de las animas

Dia de todos los santos (All Saint's Day) Is a very big deal here in Spain and to be honest I wish that we adopted a day such as this one within our culture. Everyone goes to mass in the morning for those who have passed away and then visit their graves during the day. Armed with bags of cleaning supplies, flowers, and vases, everyone floods the cemetery gates. There's a small church off to the side that my host mom and I visited first. Then we proceeded to each grave and stood in a moment of silence. We cleaned the marble, replaced the fake flowers that stay all year around, and then set up vases with fresh flowers near the cross. What I thought was so special was that it didn't matter if they were her blood relations or relatives by marriage, we paid respect to everyone from her grandparents and parents to her brother-in-laws and art master (she was his apprentice).


Also it was amazing how there were very few gravestones that hadn't been visited and adorned with flower.


Dia de todos los santos is the equivalent of the Mexican Day of the Dead, but the traditions here are a lot more serious and subdued. I knew that this day meant a lot to my host mom and that she was really missing her parents so I decorated four candles and lit them while she was making lunch. She was so surprised and absolutely loved the gift, which made me happy to make her smile on a solemn day. We lit the candles yesterday and then relit them in the morning for dia de los animas (spirits day).

The big white one is for all of her family and then the three little red ones are lit to remember certain people from my life (their names are integrated in the designs). While this weekend has been rather eerily quiet, especially in terms of the lack of people walking around in the streets and going out for tapas, it's nice to know that majority of the community surrounding me is taking a moment to remember. I'm not sure I'm doing so well to describe this feeling surrounding us, but it's a pleasant, supportive camaraderie.

This is one holiday I will continue to celebrate, even after my time here in Spain ends.

Love and miss you all,

Carolyn

(p.s. sorry this post is rather sad but at the same time it really is important and such a big part of their culture here, especially since this weekend has been a polar opposite change from the customary siesta and fiesta mentality)

Friday, October 31, 2014

Carolyn the "Freaky" American

(note: freaky in spanish means weird)

Hola!!!

So October 31st is a very special day for Spaniards because it's the day that the mariquelo (orignally the person who is responsible for ringing the cathedral bells) climbs the tower of the old Cathedral. On October 31st 1755 there was a huge earthquake (9 on the Richter Scale) called El terremoto de Lisboa. The people of Salamanca took refuge in the new cathedral, attached to the old one, and prayed that the building would not collapse on them. Surprisingly the only damage to come from the event was the inclination of the tower (belonging to the old cathedral) slightly to the right. After the tremors subsided, the mariquelo climbed to the top of the tower to check that everything was okay with the building, and rang the bells at the top to thank God that the nothing collapsed And so began the tradition of the mariquelo, which has continued without fail every year since 1755.


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At 11:00 the mariquelo rides through the plaza to the cathedral accompanied by traditionally dressed dancers and musicians.


Then there was a large period of waiting around and being entertained by the various musicians as the mariquelo began his climb inside the tower from the bottom. He then pokes his head out of the clock to talk to all of us waiting in the plaza below him and explains the history of the tradition. At 12:00 sharp he rings all of the smaller bells 12 times in total, and climbs to the next level to ring the biggest bell 12 times.


 

Now here's the good part. He climbs out the window and begins scaling the dome of the old cathedral tower to reach the highest bell! It was so cool and I really wanted to do it too, but unfortunately security wouldn't let me for some lame reason like liability and safety...all I really heard was "No...blah. blah. blah." But really, can you imagine how cool it would be to come home and say "I climbed the tower of the old cathedral mom!"
 

Finally he rings the bell, reads a prayer to thank god that the inclination has not gotten worse, sings a traditional song about loving Salamanca/Spain, screams Viva Salamanca! Viva Castilla y  Leon! Viva Espana! (with the entire crowd below him of course), and then releases a gazillion doves as a symbol of wishing for world peace in the years to come. He climbs down as all of us below applaud him in his success.

The End.

So if we are judging my Halloween by the uniqueness of it all, then I would say it was pretty special. But in terms of having a real Halloween, well the fact is that it truly is a Hallmark (and Nestle) holiday. No one celebrates it here, or even dresses up, except the littlest kids. And even that is a brand new tradition that did not start until a couple of years ago with the Americanization of a perfectly good society.

But luckily my program threw a Halloween party and a pumpkin carving contest! I spent three hours working on this masterpiece and I am pretty proud of myself. The winner will be announced on Monday, so we'll see how it goes haha.



Later that night, I dressed up in masquerade (which was super easy because the tienda de los chinos had these fun masks for 2 euros!). I think the worst part of it all was the fact that Kathleen (who dressed up like Kate Middleton) and I were the only ones in costume walking down the street, besides the five-year-old kids with terrifyingly grotesque masks. Halloween is very scary here.


After the party Kathleen and I walked around the Plaza Mayor, just enjoying the night when we noticed that there were cafes still open even though it was 1 am! So we found one that looked good and tried ordering hot chocolate. Well we made a very foreign error that had us laughing the entire night. When ordering we asked for chocolate caliente which literally means hot chocolate, as in melted chocolate in a cup with a spoon. To ask for the hot chocolate we were expecting, we should have said cola cao. But it's okay because I'm a flexible person and who would want melted chocolate at 1:30 in the morning?! (service can be exceptionally slow here sometimes) It was every bit as delicious as you are probably imagining and I have no shame in saying that I will probably order it again before I leave. I'm pretty sure you are supposed to order it with churros and dunk them inside...oops, however I prefer to believe that I'm not in a cafe in Spain but rather Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory. Do you think Augustus Gloop would settle for anything less? I think not, and therefore why should I? :p

Ending the night on a perfectly sweet note (ba dum chhhhh) we walked home, snuck inside our respective apartments (careful not to wake our host moms), and crashed in bed.

Happy Halloween!!!!

Love,

Carolyn

(btw photo credits of the mariquelo goes to various websites from google)


Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Fama en España



Public Announcement: I now apparently have a secret admirer in Spain. While I don't agree with grafting buildings, going to class every morning always puts a smile on my face because I'm greeted with this lovely message. I have no clue who the artist is, but if I had to guess I'd put my money on Cristiano Ronaldo or Pablo Alboran...looks like we shall see if this mystery will unveil itself before I leave Spain :)

Thursday, October 16, 2014

BIENVENIDOS A ESPANA



Hello everyone! 

First of all I’d like to start off this post by apologizing for missing out on so many days of blogging. I had a pretty rough start to this adventure, dealing with credit transfers and bad course scheduling, but luckily it’s all fixed, so I finally have a chance to breathe and update you all on my life here!

I absolutely LOVE Spain. The city is gorgeous and I often feel like I’m walking through a movie set rather than to class. The only complaint I could have is the uneven cobblestone roads, while pretty, they wreak havoc on my feet with my slightly over a mile walk to school. Yup, that’s right. I’ve been walking around 5 miles every day just going back and forth to class. I also have this gigantic uphill stretch, which makes the fifteen minute walk home sometimes seem impossible. The good news is that I’ll be in awesome shape and the Stairmaster will be a breeze after my time here haha. 

Classes
So I’m really excited because this semester I am taking almost all electives, which means that I have a lot of freedom in my course choices. I’m enrolled in History of Music, Spanish Linguistics, Spanish Language, Politics of Spain, and Art and Literature in Salamanca. I absolutely love my History of Music class at the University of Salamanca. I have an amazing professor and each day I go to class he manages to completely change my outlook music and society. Currently we are studying Gregorian chants and the evolution of written musical notes. Art and Literature in Salamanca is another rather engaging class as well, half the time we review the literature or art we were asked to analyze for class and then we spend the rest of the class visiting the settings or the places the pieces are held. I love going to class every day because it’s like I’m going on an extended tour of the city I’m living in.  When else do you get a chance like that and get credit for it too? I have a total of 20 hours of class every week which is hard, especially keeping up with the Spanish, but hopefully it will get easier with time (I’m already starting to have more confidence and participating too!)

Food
I don’t think I have ever eaten as much as I do here. The food is delicious and my host mom is an amazing cook. My favorite dishes are sweet empanadas (they taste like tapioca inside), abobóndigas which are basically meatballs in veggies and tomato sauce, and leche helada which is in between ice cream and frozen yogurt and has cinnamon/lemon flavored (trust me it tastes waaaaayyy better than it sounds). Also every morning I have the most delicious coffee, it’s very strong but since I’m an espresso girl it works out just fine for me. I have two shops that I visit once a week, which are my panderia and my heladeria aka baked goods and ice cream! My goal is to try every flavor at the ice cream shop before I leave, and I have done a better job at doing so than I’d like to admit hehe. Also, my host mom makes me pizza every Friday, it’s our tradition :).

Culture
So I kind of cheated in terms of taking true Spanish dance classes (which would be Flamenco), but twice a week I go to a dance academy a few blocks away from home at take Latin Dance! I think those two hours are my all-time favorite moments of the week. I’m pretty sure I don’t stop smiling the entire time and I am so goofy and sassy in class everyone laughs. Right now we are working on Bachata and I’ve learned both the male and female parts (since it seems to be universal that all dance classes lack sufficient male members). The professor is kind and patient, especially if I don’t understand her explanation. If you are every struggling to learn your directions, I suggest taking dance lessons in that language. The classes have forced me to remember long sequences and know my rights and lefts without having to translate it in my head first. I’m also the only foreigner in the class so I’m surrounded by Spaniards who know the city and have recommended some great sites. I can’t wait to dance more and make better friends in this class!

During orientation week we went to Camelot, ordered a ton of pizzas, and the program hired a tuna for the night (basically a student music group with classical guitars, accordions, mandolins, ect). The students dress in funny traditional outfits like those of the 16th and 17th century: doublets, puffy white shirts, breeches, tights, and becas (colored bands to identify which school the student comes from). The lead tunera was hilarious and cracking jokes the entire night, however our IES group was a rather tough crowd. So in order to help break the ice, he got down, ordered his group to play a song, and then dragged the six guys on our program onto the dance floor to dance with all of us girls. Unfortunately, no one in my generation knows how to dance anymore so we looked a lot like this scene from Harry Potter: scuffling feet, crashing into one another, unenthused facial expressions, and general lack of rhythm. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xtp0-sWbgzc Because we Americans were so bad at dancing, the tuna sacrificed some of their members to dance with us in order to help us copy their steps (I was chosen by one of the guitar players and I'd say I held my own fairly well). By the end of the night, all of us were doing the chacha and laughing. In terms of orientation activities, I’d say this one was a success.

Home
I have this gorgeous room and a bathroom all to myself in my home stay (which is a big deal after living in a residence hall for two years haha). My host mom’s name is Esperanza, and she’s like my Spanish grandmother. For example, before I leave the house, she makes sure that I take an umbrella if she thinks it’s going to rain. Let’s just say that after the first day she was right and I came home drenched, I didn’t doubt her Spanish intuition again. On weekends we like to share our favorite songs, surprisingly she has a whole Bruce Springsteen CD! I’ve also been introduced to The Puma and Julio Iglesias, who I would like to think are the Spanish equivalents of the oldies. This a song that I really really love by them: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UGGZTtB6wW4 .  

My host mom and I also have another weekly routine: every Monday and Wednesday we watch a serial drama together. Monday nights are Isabel, her show about the king and queen of Spain Isabel and Ferdinand. It is fairly historically accurate and I love the costumes from this period piece Wednesday nights are Broadchurch, my show about solving this grand murder mystery in a small beach town. It started the week I arrived and we’ve been hooked watching it together ever since. Surprisingly each week is getting easier to understand and I’m learning a fair amount of historical and criminal terminology. Looks like in this case television isn’t so bad after all :p

Missing everyone at home!

Xx,
Carolyn

Final Thoughts on Bangladesh

So my school required me to do a final reflection paper, here are the results!



Introduction

I spent my summer working for the international development organization BRAC in Dhaka, Bangladesh under their pilot Integrated Development Programme (IDP). The majority of my time was dedicated to their Haor program, for which I created a promotional video about their boat school program, updated their databases, and edited the grammar of their action research articles. After spending the summer working in one of the largest NGO’s in the world, I learned that development in poor rural areas is really an integrated problem and the three most effective solutions to achieve the first stages of development are agriculture, sanitation, and education.

Haor Region

My department was geographically focused on the most hard-to-reach areas of the county, which included both the Haor and indigenous areas. While I gained knowledge and helped both parts of the program, my focus was in the Haor basin flood plain projects, particularly in the district of Baniachang. These lands flood for six months out of the year, shrinking acres upon acres of crop lands into small islands. The lack of mobility during these periods stymies both education and labor productivity, and the presence of such abundance of water creates a population especially susceptible to waterborne diseases. Because of their remote location and the difficulties involved in physical travel, many aid organizations have overlooked these areas. Additionally, methods of communication with these villagers are often difficult as they have been isolated from mainstream culture and the people are rather resistant to change. As a solution, BRAC created an integrated development program that initiates multiple poverty alleviation strategies, WASH (water, sanitation and hygiene), family planning, education, and agriculture, all at once.

Integrated Development

After witnessing the effectiveness of IDP, it really helped solidify the lessons learned from CMC about how poverty is a multifaceted problem and requires more than one solution to start alleviating its stress. This is reflected in how UN Millennium Development goals are related to one another based on the consistency between each one.[1] These villagers, most of whom are illiterate, are isolated from the mainstream population of Bangladesh and are often forgotten in the nation’s attempts to meet the Millennium Development Goals. In order to create a successful, intensive program, BRAC needed to create a program that would help multiple generations at once and raise the standard of living as a whole. In this manner they avoid the misconception that a nation’s growth equates to poverty alleviation because “Growth is necessary for poverty reduction but is not sufficient: it must be accompanied by an improvement in the living standard of the poor.”[2] The three main areas BRAC focused on for the first wave of development and integration of Baniachang members into mainstream society were agriculture, WASH, and education.

Agriculture

Creating a sustainable and flexible job market was one of the first priorities of IDP. The program recognized that without a steady income, it would be difficult to raise the standards of living in the Haor region.
“It is suggested that if social and spatial equity are to be achieved, a broad-based strategy based on the needs of the rural population is preferable, at least in the early stages of rural development, to a focal point IRD approach emphasizing increases in agricultural production.”[3]
The difficulty with creating new job markets in this particular region is that their “broad-based strategy” was very different from many of the other rural populations because of the unique environmental conditions and climate in their area. Editing the action research articles for the various Village Development Organizations helped me better understand the different programs BRAC initiated. Annual jobs were created by introducing alternative methods of duck rearing, where different villagers worked with ducks at different stages of their lifespans and on a need-based demand. For example, one village family would be in charge of caring for the eggs, another would be in charge of caring for the hatchlings, and another would be in charge of fully grown ducks. In doing so, the villagers were forced to cooperate and work with their neighbors, which increased productivity and decreased competition within the small area.
The creation of an annual job market was important; however it wasn’t a feasible solution for the entire Haor region. Working to create sustainable job markets also meant that solutions had to be created using the drastic environmental changes to the farmers’ benefit. For example, a seasonal agricultural solution was using the water to their benefit by introducing fisheries. There is a high consumption of fish within the country and by turning the flooded land into an income-generating project, agricultural production was more stabilized during the monsoon. Another type of seasonal solution actually shifted farmers away from agriculture during the time their land was flooded and persuaded them to meet the demands of needed transportation by boat. The natural creation of hatis (temporary islands created during the flood season) renders a great number of villagers immobile during these periods of the year as they are trapped on islands but too poor to own boats. BRAC’s sponsorship of various boatmen created competition to provide transportation services rather than a monopoly, and also allowed more people to access methods of transport off their island.

WASH

One of the biggest challenges to tackle in this area was sanitation. After speaking with the locals and the BRAC field officers, they often commented on how significantly living conditions on a hati, improved once the WASH program was successfully executed and maintained. Water plays a significant role in the daily lives of these villagers, and is also the biggest cause of death and illness. Before, people would drink, wash clothes, bathe livestock, and dispose of garbage all in the same body of water. Many children would die of dysentery infections. An initiative in the 1980s to provide clean water to Bangladesh influenced many districts to implant drinking wells. This was largely successful as “using groundwater instead of surface water is thought to have contributed significantly to halving infant and under 5 mortality rates.” [4]  In the Haor region BRAC’s development program installed multiple drinking wells in effort to bring clean drinking water to these villagers to. However, studies show that “up to 57 million of Bangladesh's 130 million inhabitants are drinking water that contains harmful concentrations of arsenic.”[5] Unfortunately, the Haor is no exception; these statistics are sobering and the current unsustainable solution is to build a new drinking well when another one is considered to be contaminated with arsenic.
Placing latrines and wells throughout the hatis was not enough to change the sanitation status of these villagers. Field workers had to come in and teach them about sanitary practices multiple times, until they became a customary action of the people. Changing tradition is one of the hardest things to do, according to the field workers we interviewed. Until results are shown, it’s hard to convince people of the benefits of washing your hands or using a latrine based off of pictures in a book. However, after time sanitation became a custom of the hati and out of the three interviews we conducted on-site, each woman listed hygiene as the greatest benefit of the IDP program during these past three pilot years.

Education

            One of the most significant ways to help develop a region is to educate the people living there, especially the women and girls. The second Millennium development goal is to educate children, but NGO’s largely focus on educating girls because of the powerful impact they can have on society and development.[6] For example, “girls with 8 years of education are 4 times less likely to be married as children,” “a child born to a literate mother is 50% more likely to survive past the age of 5,” “educated mothers are more than twice as likely to send their children to school,” and “a girl with an extra year of education can earn 20% more as an adult.” [7]By simply educating women, which often in Bangladesh means forgoing additional working wages coming into the home or the bride price, a nation can positively impact their family planning, literacy, infant mortality, and GDP. Additionally, “the relationship between employment and universal primary education (the second MDG) is strong both ways: access to employment and the income that it provides enables private investment in education. Access to education improves the productivity of employment (though with a time lag in the case of primary education) and thus increases the (derived) demand for labour.”[8]
            In the Hoar regions, many of the children did not attend school because of the climate. There is only one school in the entire district, and during the dry season children would walk miles to go to class. However, when the flooding begins, it becomes impossible to continue walking to school. Therefore, most children stop going to school for half the year, fall behind, and eventually drop out. There is limited boat accessibility, but for low-income villagers, which is the economic status for majority of the area, the boat fees are too high a price to pay. Education does not necessarily seem important when the price interferes with the limited means of survival available to these people.
            BRAC’s solution to this unique environment was to create a school that would travel to the children, or a boat school. The majority of my internship was spent researching and creating a promotional video, highlighting the benefits of this school. I traveled to Baniachang for four days to conduct my interviews and spend time really understanding the region I was reading about. The idea behind this innovation was that the boats would remain in a set location when it was the dry season. Then when the lands started to flood, the boat would travel to the different hatis to pick up the children and then continue class on the boat after everyone was present.
            At first, I was really impressed to see that 28 out of the 30 students were girls. Bangladesh struggles with female education because there is a serious gender inequality with strong preference from males. Men will carry the family name and inherit all the land, while girls belong to the in-laws. Therefore most families do not see the benefit in educating girls because they feel as if it is wasting their limited money on something that will not benefit the family. In this culture, girls are worth more if they are married off or earning wages. The garment district further supports this negative feedback loop by employing girls, regardless of their age, in sweatshop conditions. BRAC’s determination to educate girls in the Haor seemed like a step closer to helping Bangladesh reach its MDG.
            However, after more time was spent in Baniachang, I realized that the district was unique in more ways that its climate changes. Since the area was so remote and disconnected from the mainstream culture of Bangladesh, there were no garment factories nearby but there were lots of boats and fisheries. Work available here were mainly considered male jobs, and therefore child labor was not popular amongst the girls, but rather the boys. While BRAC’s program was helping raise awareness in support of education in a mostly illiterate community, the natural inclination to target girls in education was actually contrary to the region’s needs.
            I tried to question my Supervisors about this and when reading the action research evaluation of the boat school, I pointed out once more the inconsistency in the statistics with the ratio of boys to girls in school (in favor of girls). I reasoned that The Millennium Development Goals states education of children, not education of girls, so if the boys were the ones being denied education and forced into child labor in the district, BRAC’s goals should change accordingly. It was very hard to receive a clear, concise answer from them about why this was not this case, until my Supervisor finally told me that a program directed at male education frankly wouldn’t receive any funding. I think this was one of the most important lessons I learned during this internship. It didn’t matter what the social mission was or what the region really needed, because an NGO is a type of corporation, and its operation is necessarily dependent on the funding it receives.  Being a non-government organization, the sources of funding are very often tied to popular issues or defined goals in a broad program, which may not meet the needs of a particular region or problem area.  This can result in an inability to effectively address the need due to lack of funds, which is certainly the case in Baniachang.

Leadership Techniques

 Flexibility

            One of the biggest leadership techniques I learned on this trip was the ability to be flexible and adapt to any situation. The professional environment in Bangladesh is so drastically different from any of my previous internships. I had walked in with an expectation that I understood the culture because of my Bangladeshi heritage, but interestingly enough, working in Bangladesh was a serious culture shock for me. My past internships had been fast-paced and very demanding experiences, which was completely opposite of this summer. The entire building seemed to run consistently late by about thirty to forty minutes.  Normally, I would always arrive to a 10 a.m. meeting around 9:45. However, my very first department meeting did not start until 10:40 and I ended up waiting close to an hour for everyone else to show up.
            I also had to learn to be flexible with my co-workers as well. Many of the assignments I was given depended upon other people’s schedules and free time. For example, I had to update the data brochures for the entire department by program. Each co-worker was responsible for their program and despite the fact that my assignment deadline was by the end of the week, many of my co-workers did not present me with the information until after my deadline. I went to my Supervisor and explained to him that I was not able to make the deadline, and he nonchalantly explained that the deadline was only a formality and that he knew I would not actually be turning the assignment until the following week. Remembering to be flexible was extremely important to the development of my personal leadership skills and adaptability.

Communication

            I learned the importance of maintaining open communication during the internship. I feel like having good communication skills is a very important leadership technique, however working with BRAC this summer taught me a new application of this skill. My partner assigned to my program was from Japan and spoke very little English and no Bengali. The biggest contribution to this communications-focused internship was our promotional video. However, discussing ideas with her was not easy, because she would get nervous every time she had to speak English beyond a simple conversation or greeting, and then just agree with everything I said. Rather than making all the executive decisions and taking over the group project, I wanted to include her opinion and thoughts into our video and interview as well.
            I learned to use simpler vocabulary and explain my ideas more thoroughly before asking her about her opinion. Also, interestingly enough, I found that she was more comfortable with emailing than speaking. So I would often send her an email of questions or options and communicate with her that way, even though we were only a cubicle apart. I valued her ideas and opinions, so for me it was important to find ways of communication where she would feel free to express herself rather than agree with me. I know that my co-workers at BRAC exhibited a lot of patience with my Bengali and helping me understand new professional jargon, so I felt that it would be good to extend the same courtesy to my intern partner.

Determination

            At first it was really hard to get my co-workers to give me assignments. I was not used to not having work, and if nothing else, as an intern I expected to receive much of the “grunt work”. However, even if I asked to file, no one but my Supervisor would pass assignments to me. This was a very different cultural behavior that I had never experienced before.  For the first week, I just spent my time asking each person on my floor if they had work to give me. No one really trusted me as a new intern to do a good job on the assignment, and therefore felt it was easier to do it themselves. I also realized after a while that people were reluctant to accept me in this culture because of my age and sex. I was the youngest person on the floor by at least a decade, and in a minority as one of the three girls on the floor. I did have Bengali heritage and did speak the language, but that didn’t help my case in a professional environment because it put me in a separate category. To them, I wasn’t a foreigner and I wasn’t a Bengali. I was floating around in some undefined middle ground.
            Despite my shortcomings in the eyes of Bangladeshi society, I was determined to contribute to the program and help the people on my floor. With the help of my Supervisor, I was given multiple editing assignments, where using my English and knowledge of Bengali actually proved to be extremely useful. I could understand the first drafts and rearrange the sentence structures to match English grammar, where other interns struggled to understand what the meaning was. Slowly more people started coming to me for help and asking my opinion on things. Although it took time, I was finally able to integrate myself into this working environment.

Difficulties Faced

Hierarchy

            One of my biggest challenges in this internship was working with a distinct hierarchy within the professional environment based off of age and sex. In Bangladeshi culture elders are given a lot of respect and special treatment based on their age. Working for BRAC, I realized that this cultural norm had transitioned into the professional environment. Regardless of job title, if one’s co-worker was older than oneself, everything written to or said had to be done with a formality which only became more extreme the more senior he was. As the youngest person on our floor, I was consistently formal with everyone.
            I was given the task of correcting the head of the action research department’s English research papers for grammatical errors. I assumed this would be an easy task before I was handed 100 pages of poorly written evaluations and analysis. Bengali sentence structures vary drastically from our own, such as the verbs being used at the end of the sentence, they do not have articles such as “the,” and there are words that have no literal translation. While it was a great learning experience about translation, by the time I was done with my assignment I was really proud of my finished work. However the head of the action research department was not as pleased. He went directly to my Supervisor and claimed that I had overstepped my bounds as an intern and my task was to correct the grammar and not change research terms or meanings of sentences. Of course, my Supervisor came to me and told me that I had strayed off task and that the Action Research Head was not satisfied with the work I had done. I was so confused, but logically asked my Supervisor to give me examples of research words I had unknowingly changed.
            “Beauty-parlaying” according to the Action Research Head was the verb of beauty parlor. This was a research term and my ignorance in the field had caused me to fail to understand such specific nuances of the program. I also had the audacity to rearranges sentence structures in English so that the verb was no longer the last word in the sentence. After listening to my Supervisor go through the various explanations, each reason seemed more ludicrous than the next. At first, I took my time explaining to my Supervisor why I had made the changes and tried to tell him that there was no such thing as “beauty-parlaying” according to the Oxford English dictionary. I thought I had made my point and asked my Supervisor if he would please explain that to the Action Research Head. However, my Supervisor told me that despite the fact that he agreed with me, he could not say anything in my defense because his co-worker was his senior and he held a higher education degree with his PhD. While I did not apologize for my work as suggested by my Supervisor, I let my Supervisor know that if the Action Research Head was not satisfied with my work he could revert the draft to that of the other intern’s edits before my own and I could provide him with that draft if he had deleted them already.

Lack of Support

            From this incident, I learned a very important lesson about leadership in an office environment. In order to be a successful leader, the most important behavior is to support those working for you. After that incident I lost a lot of trust and respect for my Supervisor. As an intern I had practically no power in the department and depended on my Supervisor. He was the one who taught me about the different cultural practices in an office environment in Bangladesh and he helped others start giving me more assignments. However, he failed to support me when it came to my word against that of one of his seniors, even after admitting that he agreed with me. While I understood that the office hierarchy is a priority in a Bangladeshi professional environment and that my Supervisor did not want to threaten his job by breaking such a permeated cultural boundary, it was a poor behavior of leadership that did not resonate well with me.

Bad Communication

            Another behavior of leadership that was largely unsuccessful was petty communication practices. The head of the action research department had assigned me the document to edit. I felt very strongly that if he was not satisfied with my work, he should have come to me directly and explained to me what I could have done differently, instead of going to my Supervisor and complaining. I asked my Supervisor if there was a reason as to why he did not talk to me first, and was surprised by the answer that, despite being an organization that works so hard for gender equality, sexism has yet to be eradicated within their own departments.

Conclusion

            Overall this summer was a learning process about working in a less developed country. It was really rewarding to see the concepts and themes I was taught in courses at CMC supported by this real world application. I was able to carry on intellectual and legitimate conversations with my co-workers regarding methods of developing a third world country, and with many different individuals who were my senior and had much more experience than I in the field.
            I was also able to learn in depth about the different methods of raising the standards of living in a remote village. I was educated on a wide range of projects, including poultry livestock farming, second chance at learning primary education, and adolescent income-generating job market creation. My field visit to Baniachang to interview both the students and villagers about the changes brought by BRAC programs and their resulting increased standards of living was one of the most humbling and inspiring experiences of this entire trip.
            Leadership techniques were also very different in this traditional culture and adjusting to such drastic changes was a good lesson. I was able to further develop my skills in being flexible and determined, as well as improve my communication skills in a cross-cultural scenario.  However, I learned that in the future, I will probably not be working for an organization in Bangladesh. While I do want to give back and help the people there, I would rather do so on my own terms and at my own pace. It was difficult to deal with the obvious hierarchy system, sexism, and exaggerated formalities within a professional environment. I felt like these characteristics created a lot of unnecessary inefficiency that was difficult for me to accept. I understand that this is a part of the culture and know that in the future if I work for an international organization I will have to be careful and really understand the culture before I choose to have a permanent job at that location.
 

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[1] A R Khan, “Employment and Millennium Development Goals: Analytics of the Linkage,” The Bangladesh Development Studies, Vol. 31 (2005), 2.

[2] Khan, A.R., “Employment and Millennium Development Goals: Analytics of the Linkage,” 2.
[3] J. A. Binns and D. C. Funnell, “Geography and Integrated Rural Development,” Geografiska Annaler. Series B, Human Geography, Vol. 65 (1983), 57.
[4] Rhona MacDonald, “Providing Clean Water: Lessons From Bangladesh: Large Parts Of The World Face An Unwelcome Choice Between Arsenic And Micro-Organisms,” BMJ: British Medical Journal, Vol. 322 (2001), 627.

[5] MacDonald, Rhona, “Providing Clean Water: Lessons From Bangladesh: Large Parts Of The World Face An Unwelcome Choice Between Arsenic And Micro-Organisms,” 626.

[6] Khan, A.R., “Employment and Millennium Development Goals: Analytics of the Linkage,” 3.

[7] “Statistics Used in Girl Rising,” Pearson Foundation, accessed September 10, 2014, http://girlrising.pearsonfoundation.org/downloads/GR_Curriculum_Resources_STATISTICS.pdf?pdf=GR_Curriculum_Resources_STATISTICS
[8] Khan, A.R., “Employment and Millennium Development Goals: Analytics of the Linkage,” 6.