At 10.50 Dirhams = $1.31 its pretty pricey on a volunteer’s wages but well worth the reward when I recieve a reply and my pen pals – which are mainly family and friends get a letter all the way from Morocco.
Even on the worst day – when I take the bus or walk to the post office and find a letter in my small box with its rickety door amongst the multitudes of others on the wall – its like a hug bursts forth from the paper and I can feel and know someone somewhere else on the globe is thinking about me.
So far out of my incoming group of volunteers I have amassed the most mail. I will scrap book it when I return home to the states and it will be a souviner that will be invaluable. I am also requesting those I sent letters to – to save them and return them to me if they can – so the scrapbook has a complete conversation.
I am also not ashamed to say that I was the only one who had letters waiting for before I even arrived in Morocco. Which must have given a headache to someone at the US Embassy in Rabat or Peace Corps HQ in Rabat but my mom was determined to make sure I felt supported by sending me letters.
Off all of the letters sent – one has taken the longest to reach my grasp – the first one my mom sent over 8 months ago – it finally arrived in my post box last month! No one would ever claim that the Moroccan Post system is reliable.
If anything its a nightmare for those who send packages as items “disappear” or are on the recieving end of the “five finger discount.”
Luckily it seems letters from America are a low priority for theives in the post system. So my tales and random pity parties on paper make it safely home – although sometimes a bit moldy or worst for the wear. This is why all my letters are written in pencil – it doesn’t bleed the way ink does.
I also get news most regularly through the letters from my mother – because although she has Facebook – she thankfully remains among the unaddicted. I however can not say the same!
It means I hear more about my dog Tazah and the rest of the poodle pod – Kirby and Brooke Lynn through the letters than FB updates.
I have also found myself less and less on FB, Twitter and other social media outlets mostly because internet access is sporadic and its SLOW – I am also finally more involved in my community in my site.
It just took a site mate COSing and seven months to have space in my Dar Chabab and be seen as valuable.
But back to the letters – they help me maintain my sanity and have a judgement free place to share my struggles, sucesses and what it means to be a volunteer in Morocco.
I am looking forward to having a match through the World Wise School Program – I have been signed up since August 2011. SO positive thoughts that way.
So send me a letter – I really do always right back 🙂 and I would look forward to answering any and all questions!