Saturday, June 14, 2014

What I’m Missing


This will be my last post for the next several weeks as I am traveling to San Francisco for a short vacation and beginning to plan for the next stage of my life for after I finish my Peace Corps service in October/November. While I am incredibly excited for the trip, I am also unfortunately missing two large events that will be taking place on my home island of Vava’u.

Many of you may have noticed that after incessantly blogging about feasts last year I haven’t written a single post about a feast this year. You may have assumed that this was because I have figured out that you all were a bit tired of the subject by now, but that would be assuming that I am a far better blogger than I actually am. Instead, the reason is that everyone in my three villages has been tightening their proverbial belts, both literally and figuratively, for the annual Wesleyan Conference taking place at the end of June in Vava’u for the first time since 2002.

This is a big deal. I repeat. This is a BIG DEAL. The Conference is usually held on the main island of Tongatapu as it easier for people to travel too, has far more amenities, and is simply much larger than all the other islands combined. With the Conference this year, the 14,000 population of Vava’u is expected to swell to as many as 18,000 people. Tongans from all over the world – America, New Zealand, Australia, Europe, and the other Tongan islands – will be coming to Vava’u to attend the festivities.

The Conference is centered upon the two major events that dictate Tongan life, church and food. For the week, every village is responsible for supplying the feast food, with each family providing food for one or two tables. This is an expensive enterprise, and will result in a lot of money being spent and a lot of pigs being killed. Because of this Tongans in Vava’u are not spending much money now, and I have sadly not attended a feast this year, other than when I visited my Tongan sister on the island of ‘Eua back in January. I know, I am as heart broken for myself as I am sure you all are for me. Thank you for that.
The second event is the King’s birthday on July 4th, which he has decided to also celebrate this year in Vava’u. For the past 5 weeks, every primary school, including mine, has met on a field in town in Friday to practice for the King’s birthday. The students and teachers have to wear all red – red shoes, long red socks, red shirts, red shorts, and red shower caps (yes you read that right) – and all of this red has to be the same solid color without any writing on it. On these Fridays, some thousand primary school students stand in the blistering sun for as many as 5 hours to practice aerobics, forming the Tongan flag (one school wears white to complete the picture), learn how to properly enter and leave the field, and learn the correct way to say and act, “Happy Birthday Your Majesty.” It is interesting to watch and the kids will put on an amazing display for the king on his birthday, but all of the practicing has been a bit tedious and expensive for the schools to have to transport their kids to town each week.

The High Schools have also been practicing traditional Tongan songs and dances, which they will perform for the king. Beyond this, the entire week of the King’s birthday will host fairs, parades, and contests, such as the fakaleiti (men who dress as ladies in Tonga) Miss Galaxy competition. The entire week will be an absolute spectacle.

I cannot wait to see everyone in the US for a short vacation, but I’ll also be excited to hear about all the events that I will miss back in Vava’u upon my return. For now, thanks for reading, enjoy the photos from our practices, and see you in a few weeks!



Practicing for the Kings Birthday (the school on the right is actually wearing Iowa Hawkeyes t-shirts thanks to the volunteer living in that village)



Aerobics being lead by two volunteers and several Tongan teachers



Pesi wearing her gorgeous pule taha (the matching dress and skirt) and kiekie ( the woven skirt type thing around her waist)



A beautiful sunrise over my village

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