I was supposed to start training girls from the community this week. Girls who have dropped out of school and are between 14-18 and are living on the streets and are at high risk to turn to sex work.
Weeellllll. That didn’t happen. I was supposed to start on Wednesday. On Monday I met with my assistant (that sounds so weird to say. Esp since she’s more than twice my age!) and we made a loose plan of the first week.
It was raining on Wednesday morning. When it rains, people don’t go out. Everyone always comes really late to work. So I sat in the training room, with other work, knowing full well that probably no one was going to show up. No one did, but I caught up on some things which was nice.
Thursday I hoped again people would come. The social worker and community mobilizer told me they would. …But no one did. I caught up on more odds and ends and in the afternoon sat down to chat with them about the 25 girls they were supposed to have been mobilizing for the last month. Yeahhh.
A few things have also come up about the training I’m doing that I should have been told much sooner. Like, when discussing things on Monday I was told that if we can’t provide food, I need to at least provide tea, sugar, bread, and soap to the girls. Well that’s nice…but the budget is made, those things are not on it, and shouldn’t I have been informed about this before the budget was approved?!
I was told it wasn’t my fault, I should have been told sooner. But then it was left at that. So I said, “Um, ok, if that’s true we need to find a solution. Do we have tea we can use in the storeroom? People/businesses who maybe could donate?” After a few emails and a few other failed ideas we still have no money or donations to cover it. But it will come. Things tend to work out one way or another.
On Friday I talked more with the two ladies who were supposed to mobilize the 25 girls I need for the training. The and others decided that I need to do a program instead in the afternoon, which means I’ll be combining the CCC girls with the other girls which was not what I had planned on. Also, after already making the plan in the grant proposal people don’t think it’s a good idea to sell at the local market and we should just focus on selling to foreigners. Which is fine, really. Maybe even simpler. However this is wise counsel I needed before we finished the grant proposal! Now we’re locking into certain things and I don’t know how much wiggle room there is. Stress.
It will come. I still am excited about this and when I start to get worried that I haven’t really started, I remember that I’ve already trained half the girls that I need to–the ones at CCC and we’re already selling their things. This isn’t nothing. We’ll get there.