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Embu Mombasa Nairobi

On the Road

So after Deaf Games I had only about one day to wash my clothes, clean my house (with some serious help with my last couple guests) and relax, after which time I hit the road with a fellow volunteer.  School doesn’t start again for about a month, so this is my chance to see something besides Mombasa.  First stop: Nairobi!

Due to a series of unfortunate incidents (to be discussed later), we ended up with tickets on an unusually nice bus that had A/C, a toilet, and even free soda.  Here’s a picture I took while waiting for the bus.  I expect it will be only be amusing to my old coworkers.

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In Nairobi we stayed with more Deaf Education volunteers at a comfortable hostel.  The first night we went out to dinner at a nice Ethiopian restaurant when it began to rain.  My first thought, demonstrating how differently my mind works now: “Free water is falling from the sky!”  Here are some of the girls shielding themselves from the “free water” as we wait for a ride back to the hostel:

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On the second day we ate sushi and visited a museum in Nairobi.  It was empty in many places— a giant building that didn‘t quite know what to do with itself.  One of the exhibits consisted mostly of cardboard cutouts of local rugby players.  On the other hand, the real highlight was an exhibit where I saw many early skulls and skeletons of early man, some of which I had read about in school, so that redeemed the whole place.  They also had this cool art installation.  You can see my reflection in this picture that I took of it:

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The last few days we headed up to Embu, which is where I initially thought our training was going to be held, and where another Deaf Ed volunteer lives. The sign language name for Embu is basically a pantomime of a snake biting a hand, suggesting that perhaps I should have brought my boots.  Oh well.

Today we were led by the school’s watchman (who apparently guards the school with a bow and arrow, and also knows karate) to a nearby river.  The bridge across the waterfall has a handrail made entirely of barbed wire, which was not the least bit surprising because in Kenya it seems that barbed wire is the most readily available material for just about anything.  Anyhow, as a first for my blog, here’s a second photo with me in it, relaxing in the shade under the river.

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We’ll have a few more days of travel and relaxation before in-service training (IST) starts in Nairobi.  I’ve been trying to work out the last few kinks of the educational floppy disk while I’ve been at the school here in Embu, because the fast computers here have revealed a few more problems that are making it hard to have disks ready by IST.  I’m working at it, though.  Stay tuned…

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Mombasa

Finals week (and floppy disks)!

Or as it is referred to in Kenya, “exams week.”  I’m not sure if I will be administering exams to my woodshop class or not.  Tomorrow I will clarify the teacher and student expectations.  The reality is that a single exam would be a waste of time… who am I designing it for?  The fastest kid in the class, or the slowest?  Individualized exams won’t tell me much either… I already know where they’re at because they work individually already at the end of each class so I can see what they’re retaining.

I know for sure I don’t test the little kids in art.  Over the weekend I bought some watercolors, though, and if I’m teaching at all this week I’ll see if I can put them to use.  Something tells me clothes are going to get ruined.

So changing the subject, it’s fair to say that I’ve been a bit of a hermit lately, mostly because:

a) I like being a hermit.
b) Its easy to be a hermit here.

This will end soon, though, since after exams I’m free for a couple weeks before I travel to Nairobi for “In-service training” (IST), after which the entire Deaf Ed group (and my highly anticipated visitor from America, ErinRose!) will be heading back to the coast for more vacation time.  In any case, I can forgive myself for being a hermit because I know I will soon be social again.

Yesterday, in addition to paints, I also bought 35 floppy disks, and I intend to make copies of the work I’ve been doing and to take them to IST so other volunteers can pick up disks for themselves and take them wherever.  Because this is my goal, I’ve been spending a lot of time tweaking the floppy disk that I use here at school to make it better and better, testing each change with kids in the library as I go.

Of course, the whole reason I’m trying to squeeze stuff onto one disk, a seemingly frustrating goal considering that I’m perfectly capable of loading up the hard drives here if I wanted to, is so I can do exactly what I’m planning: share the disks and have them put to use with no instructions needed, just put it in and turn it on, no matter how old the computer.  It’s truly an instant teaching tool, even if its hard to get excited about the stone age technology.

In the version that I’m almost done with (1.2), I really made it a point to find more software that uses the mouse.  Version 1.1 had two such programs, but now there are eight.  In a mixed computer environment (sometimes one of the machines in the library runs Windows), I noticed the the kids get “mouse envy” and they hold the mouse even if the program doesn’t use it.  Now they have more options, and they can tell from the menu icons which program use the mouse and which don’t.   I also made changes to make the programs more consistent, especially regarding how to exit them, which was really confusing before.  In DOS, each program has its own internal logic… there is no “X” to click in the corner to make something go away.  I’ve been doing my best to make sure the Escape key nearly always exits the programs now.

The challenge in making this disk is twofold: on one hand, there’s the content.  I really need to think about which programs benefit the kids most, and because space is limited, competition is tough, so it’s tempting to favor old games that are very small.  They teach the right topics, but often aren’t very engaging.  On the other extreme, I could fit two or three really really fancy programs on the disk that would have big appeal, but would leave the kids asking, “What else is there?”  I am glad that I am able to see firsthand with the kids which of the smaller games bore them, so I can slowly weed out the things that aren’t working.  I also try to consider longevity: if the programs “work” and they actually learn the material, then what?  The disk should also have programs that can be used even after the simple teaching programs have been mastered.  Picking those programs is more theoretical.  Thanks to my Internet connection here, I have downloaded and tested about 200 programs so far in my effort to pick the best ones for the disk.  My spreadsheet is embarrassingly detailed.  This is what free time in the Peace Corps does to me.

The other half of this challenge is purely technical: how can I squeeze more onto one disk?  I’ve resorted to using a number of compression optimization and reverse-engineering tools to squeeze out every last byte of space for each program.  I won’t get into the details, but suffice to say that this is the challenge that turns me into a hermit and keeps me up late as I slowly pick away at the fat.  The change from 1.1 to 1.2 is pretty significant as a result, though: 1.1 had 2.51MB worth of learning activities, whereas 1.2 has 3.94MB: a 57% increase.  And 1.1 was already pretty optimized.  Anyhow, this translates into more activities for the kids, which means I have to work that much harder to pick even more programs.

The last technical thing I’ll mention is how excited I am by a new feature that’s now on the disk: the ability for it to copy itself.  If the disk finds it way to some village in the isolated Northeast Province, for example, and a volunteer or teacher there wants to make more copies for a nearby school, they’d previously have a cumbersome process ahead of them, because copying bootable disks isn’t easy.  Now they can just put in another disk and click one button.  That’s it.  I was pretty happy when I got that working.

Well, as exciting as it is to share all of the with you, it’s late, so I’ll leave you with this: the picture of the main menu for the floppy disk, featuring ASCII art designed by yours truly.

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Mombasa

Back on Track

My sunburn has been awful.  I actually took three days off  because it hurt so much.  On the third day, when I thought things were finally improving, I looked down and thought, “Why do I have the feet of a fat person?”  Yes, apparently sunburn can make your feet swell.  I have never suffered from swelling of any sort, and was always the kind of person that thought, “yeah right” whenever people would complain about it in airplanes, but now I can empathize.

Recovery has consisted of a lot of sitting at home with no shirt on, and in that time, surprisingly, I made a new friend:

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He likes to eat my garbage, which I’m OK with as long as he doesn’t rip the garbage bag.  He also likes to sit under my ceiling fan for the same reasons I do.  We make a pretty lazy pair.

While confined to the indoors (it hurt to walk in direct sunlight) I have also been playing with Linux a lot more in preparation for my as-yet-undefined “big idea,” but then I switched gears and spent more time tinkering with the floppy disk concept because working with Linux was literally giving me nightmares.  (For the nerds out there who will understand, I was having nonsense-anxiety dreams about binary portability and dependencies.)

In any case, the revisions to the floppy disk have been a hit, and the kids are more engaged than ever while learning on the computers.  Once I tire of changing it around every day, I’ll post the files on the blog for all to enjoy.

Lastly, today I “taught” volleyball after school, not that I have any qualification to do so.  I must say that playing volleyball with small children makes me feel very coordinated.  I was always one of the worst when it came to sports in general, but now, against five-year-olds, I dominate!  They don’t stand a chance.  My height and motor skills put them to shame, ha!

Oh right, I’m supposed to be teaching them… Anyway, I think playing sports outside demonstrates that I’m finally back to normal, hence the title of this blog post.