The difference between us and them
It’s been 2.5 weeks since I arrived into Namibia and although my research began with a slow start, I’m now finally getting into the swing of things. I’ve been busy interviewing people from the government, lecturers at the agricultural college and farmers across the country. I’ve also finalised details for the farm that I’ll be living on and I move in tomorrow – yay! I get my very own cottage to myself, complete with vegetable garden and citrus trees. More pics will follow, undoubtedly!
After my initial worries about finding it hard to interview farmers over here, I’ve decided that actually most people are only too willing to help. I’ve been offered farms to stay on for a week to learn more about their livestock, hunting lodges to visit to talk about trophy hunting and have been invited to Farmers Associations to talk with the local community. I’m so glad and thankful that it seems for the most part that everyone here is interested in my work and doesn’t mind me bothering them for half an hour or so to listen to their thoughts. I just hope my luck continues!
And what’s worse is I hear that in mixed race schools, the whites and the blacks are taught in separate classrooms, so there is no integration. Although this country is not in apartheid any more, there are many, many more wounds to heal still.