Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Living with guilt

Having written my previous post, brings me now to my present one. The title, borrowed from one of my fave read blogs Africa Expat Wives Club, calls for me to write about it as it is true that there is some level of guilt you have to live with when posted in a 3rd world country - Africa Expat Wife's post must have been my last read before my internet service went out. I have indeed met quite a few in the business of aid, the Diplomatic Corps and even those within the private sector, most specifically spouses that carry a tremendous amount of guilt living in a poverty stricken country (why they need to be aided by international organizations, in the first place). Unlike the working spouses who feel that they are doing their part of aiding the country through their work, the spouse live a comfortable, if not ostentatious lifestyle...some, not all.

The only way I differ from them is that I grew up in a third world country myself and have had to live with poverty surrounding me on a daily basis. I am not jaded, I just know my limitations. I too know what I have given up to warrant a comfortable life while on post (it is a choice).

Guilt to me is impotence. There's just so many things in the world today that can make us feel impotent, if we let them...detrimental to mental, emotional and physical health, that eventually render us useless than we already are in some cases.

I am putting forth the following not as an advise nor to assuage guilt but just my own guiding principles:

1. I am for sustainable development
2. I refuse to be a party to creating a dole-out community subsistence
3. I believe in teaching people how to fish, rather than set their table for them
4. I believe in working for your keep
5. I don't give money to street children as it only keeps them on the street, instead I give food - fruits, biscuits, etc, whatever I have at the moment other than change. And yes, I get a thank you less than half the time and a frown very often.
6. I only support feeding programs for the orphans because feeding programs for non-orphans only encourage irresponsibility on their parents end.
7. I support schools for the disabled
8. I believe in empowering women
9. Relative to #8, I support the marginalized sector of society mainly the women and indigenous groups.
10. Most importantly, I believe that everyone should be empowered with self pride, knowing that what you are spending, wisely, if I may add, comes from hard work.

By 'my limitations' I mean that I cannot change the world single handedly but can help when I can starting with those who are close to me. I come from a family that always had someone, a distant relative or other staying with us because my grandparents are sending them to school. Half the time, they have to do something in the house to help us. We have always had nannies, maids and drivers in the Philippines because that's just how the economic wheel has turned ever since I can remember. In our case, they have been with us since I can remember...like family. Part of my grandfather's day is to sit down in th evening with my nanny and the driver for a round of beer. My cousins and I have had the same nanny when we were kids as our parents and our nanny's children have worked with us in the house. A symbiotic relationship is how I see it. Job creation as needed. They worked their keep.

In Kenya, our predecessor, before they left enrolled their gardener in driving school and recommended him to us as a driver. An honest hardworking guy, we decided to hire his wife too, contrary to our rule of thumb (no personal relationships), who was a stay-at-home wife and never had any work experience at all. I trained her (quick learner and very smart) and now works for another expat (she was quite in-demand even before we left), whereas her husband now works for someone with a very responsible position in the UN. While with us, they managed to move their children to a better school.

Relative to this I worked with a women's organization in Kenya where I was part of a project that taught design (accessories). I agreed to this because I saw how these women work hard to earn a living. What was sustainable in this project was that the women covered all aspects of the business. They were taught accounting, sourcing, purchasing, profit and loss, etc. It made me feel good to be a small part of something that I knew would last even after we leave the country...yes, expats of limited existence within a country is bound to leave sooner or later. That makes me really think hard of what I am leaving behind. Am I leaving behind a project that will not subsist on its own once the donors are gone? Or a project that will close down when the changing of the guards come to pass...which is an eventuality.

Charity begins at home as the cliche goes works very well for me...literally. Our empleados here at home, together with us follow these simple guidelines:

1. I am not a bank nor a financial institution - I am more flexible than that but should definitely not be abused.
2. Emergency situations or otherwise can be covered by a loan up to a month's salary payable in 3 months (anything can happen within that period).
4. Succeeding loans can be had depending on how much of the previous loan have been paid off.
5. I give them extra monthly to buy their food because I believe I should not have the temerity to change their pallet imposing on them the food we eat. In Kenya, this is more the norm as the tribal food preference will drive you crazy.

These simple guidelines, from what I have seen have taught them, specially M, to be responsible with money. I do what I can in my own little way. To me what is important is to leave behind a legacy of respect for oneself on how you have earned your keep, pride that you indeed deserve the lifestyle you have and the responsibility you have for others, specially your children.

I do not triple their salaries like some expats do (to assuage guilt maybe?), double maybe, as the salary level here is also outrageously low given the cost of living, in fear of creating an economic imbalance. Are their salary levels sustainable when we leave? Would they be able to get a job giving them the same salary level (which by law will still have to be increased on a yearly basis)? If not, how do they revert to the lifestyle they have been accustomed to while they were working with us? A did buy the latest phone model the moment I increased his salary (so did M, by the way)...but that was before he got married, now I hope he knows better...priorities, priorities. Will they then have to give up their cheese? Or worse, move their children back to public school when they've had a taste of private schooling?

I'm not saying that this is happening to us right now, but those who out of guilt, inadvertently, drastically bucking the economic trend is innocently creating havoc that could threaten to skew an already skewed economic graph of a country. An unsustainable surge which I believe does more harm than good in the long run.

This early, I can already say that when we leave, I have glowing recommendations for all of them and I won't even be exaggerating. Hopefully, they will move on to better jobs - for M, if she finishes her secondary education, which I insist she does - or at the very least keep the well paying jobs that they have.

There have been success stories of course. T's predecessor's driver-gardener now works for the embassy as a full-time official driver...another stepping stone, yes, but at least they can say that they have done it themselves and owed no one in reversing their economic situation. Hopefully, these values will trickle down to the next generation and as they say here, poco-a-poco and slowly but surely...if I may add. In all these, I have learned that I cannot change a culture that has been developed for centuries in a blink of an eye and regardless of what I do, my impact will not so much even make a ripple in a sea of hopelessness.

I know of spouses that went back home (leaving the other half to fulfill their contract) because they cannot take the sight of poverty or carry the feeling of impotence on a daily basis. I, on the on the other hand, refuse to be dragged into the abyss of despair of seeing poverty all around me (there are other things that drag me there believe me)...without turning a blind eye, I know that I can only do so much and I do what I can.

But then again, that's just me.

Suspended internet service is hazardous to my mental health

Yes, you read right...pathetic, you'd think, my rationale would be that on the net, I can choose which news or type of news I would like to read.

Having said that, AGAIN, I will break one of my sacred rules in maintaining this blog...and that is not to write anything that would put my host country in a negative light or at least write about what's going on here - on an economic or political level, anyway.

No internet connection means reading the local newspaper. There are 2 known local newspapers here and I subscribed to the one we have now mainly because not only do they have a promo for a year's advance subscription, we also get a discount card in some restaurants and that is just so.....typical me. Later in the year, I found out, well, I heard that the one we are subscribing to is critical of the incumbent government more than the other one and therefore either exaggerates or reports on every single thing that the current government might be doing to put it in a bad or worse light than it already is. It really depends on who you talk to...those who voted for the incumbent say that yes. they are overly critical while opposition supporters call it fearless journalism. I have linked both newspapers, you be the judge. I am a third party observer and therefore have no opinion on the matter (read: my lips are sealed).

Although I DO read the newspaper every now and then (believe it or not), these couple of days' news have finally alarmed me (okay, a bit), coupled with some other (official) security reports that I have been personally receiving.

Monday started with a nationwide transport strike, where those who chose to still service the public have been forcefully restrained (from plying their trade) by the striking group. The reason for the strike is that they have been requesting a dialogue to negotiate with the Ministry of Transport to freeze the price of Petrol (economic reports say that Nicaragua's petrol, per gallon, is the highest in Central America by $0.50). From today, there have been reports that the police have detained some strikers outside Managua, specifically in Leon. It doesn't look good as the government denies funds for subsidy exists to enable the price control. I feel the striker's pain as when we put on petrol last Saturday, I realized that my cost for petrol is in fact now close to double. For the Prado, I now spend a bit more than $C 1,700 (roughly $ 85.00) every 2 weeks, depending if we go out of town or not...and that's diesel even, as opposed to $C 900 (roughly $ 45.00) when we first got the car in January of 2007. It's not the price but the jump that scares me.

We too are affected with the strike, of course, I now give Adolfo extra to take a cab from home but that cannot last long as if this goes on and the way 'taxistas' are threatened to stop running and customers are forced to get off the cabs, soon there won't be any cabs to take. I suggested to Adolfo to take T's bike for now, instead of having to be forced to walk for miles and miles to get to work but he declined. He'd rather walk he says as the area where he lives is not the safest in Managua. Therefore, him on an imported titanium bike would just be begging for a robbery attack.

Signs of desperate times indeed. Also in the news is the closure of a big Taiwanese textile firm at the Zona Franca, their economic Zone here like PEZA in the Philippines, leaving 14,000 unemployed of which 70% are women, who by the way also took to the streets or plan to to protest unemployment (there are at least 3 more Asian companies planning to close down at the zone) and to remind the government of its election promise of job creation. The companies are leaving for various reasons but one of them is the increasing cost of production coupled with the effect (sales loss) of the economic down-turn in the US considered to be the biggest market of companies that have relocated here from Asia. Business is business after all.

Relative to this of course is the issue of the increasing price of the 'cañasta basica', the security situation where more people get robbed and more houses (even with security guards) get broken into even in areas that were considered safe only a couple of months ago. I learned yesterday that quite a few security personnel were not able to report to work, well, because of the transport strike. We're lucky with ours, they go to work on their bicycles. Desperate times call for desperate measures indeed. So much for the safest country in Central America...the least violent, maybe, but 'the safest' is no longer safe enough.

Headache...can't read anymore. Double headache to write about it. If interested, follow the (newspaper) links to read more as there's so much more to read about. None of them are good (right now, anyway)...well, there's actually one company that announced it's investment in Nicaragua by opening a factory that will employ 800 people...but really, what does that mean to the other 13, 200.

Now you see what I mean by the title of this post.

Oooppps, they did it again!

This time for a shorter period, 2 days, I'm talking about my internet connection. Our service, AGAIN, was suspended for non-payment, and AGAIN for the same reason.....the bill was not delivered on time. Sometimes we feel that they do it deliberately. Not that Cablenet gets anything out of it because as far as I understand, there's no reconnection fee. Only the inconvenience of not having internet connection while they are resolving the matter. Resolution means that they either send us the bill, finally, or check their records thoroughly. I'm not well-versed in this matter as the bills are paid in T's office. The procedure is for the bills to be delivered here at home, so I can check that they are correct (which I honestly do only erratically) - plus I really want to monitor our utilities usage - then immediately handed to T, so he can pay it in his office, together with other utility bills. Reconnection is therefore handled on T's end, why I don't know if we pay a fee for it or not.

Before I continue, let me digress a bit by saying that T hates to owe anyone anything, personal favors included, if can be helped - and that includes financial institutions. Talk about us living within our means. I didn't have to adjust on this part of his personality when I married him because my grandfather is exactly the same. Amazing how 2 culturally diverse people can be alike in so many ways. In both cases, credit card bills are paid on time...the moment they arrive and the whole amount to boot, no minimum payments for these two. I remember when my grandfather gave me my first brand new car as a gift that took a loooong time to process (imagine my agitation) because he wanted to put down 80% down payment and the balance to pay in one year - soured the deal for most financial institutions as they won't get anything out of it....just paper work. I have a feeling I'm worse though because if it's not something I can pay in cash, then I don't buy it. Simple shopping mantra by the way...for a shopaholic...no cash-no buy...no cash-no buy...ohhhmmmm.

I used to joke that the banks might not consider us to have a good credit standing because it would appear that we don't have credit ha-ha.

So just imagine us living in a country where most bills are delivered after the due date where we have to pay interest or penalty fees...just because_______ (I'll leave this blank because dog knows what's going on at their end).

An interesting case in point... Adolfo our driver has added another task to his multi-tasking list. Not only is he V's driver, body-guard, friend, soccer mom, cheerer, our part-time gardener, all-around fix-it guy (around the house), pet groomer...he has started a bill pick-up service too (well, just for us). For the past 3 months the social security bill has been consistently arriving past the due payment date and the succeeding bill always reflects the penalty of late payment. We have talked to them many times about this and yes, the famous shoulder shrug at its most elegant, is what we get. We just have to pay...regardless. Asked why that is, I swear they really gave this answer: there's no one to deliver! My Spanish may not be perfect but it's advanced enough for me to understand that one!

So having been defeated by the system, I have decided to have him pick-up the bill if it hasn't arrived on a given date. Yes, I succumbed (head hanging low). This means that every month, we now have to go to their office 3 times (well, once in the bank to pay). 1. to pick-up the bill; 2. to pay it; and 3. to verify payment - a week or so after (so the empleados can use their seguro anytime when they need it) where they have to stamp or sign or whatever it is they need to do with the papers to reflect updated payment.

Now, I only have to compute my gas usage to see how much damage it's doing me...hmmm. At the end of the day, my costs doesn't really matter as I don't want to give them the satisfaction of conducting business without scruples. Right now I am in Nicaragua, yes, but I would have done the same if I am in the Philippines - but then this I haven't experienced there. For all the Philippines' faults, at least customer service is highlighted and short of bending over backwards we try to resolve matters in a positive manner or at the very least try to give a proper answer instead of just shrugging our shoulders. I Should know...I worked in Sales / Marketing / Customer Service all my working life while I was there.

Monday, May 5, 2008

The villainess in all of us

Through a link from my fave fashion blog, Marbella Style, I found out what my villainess name is or are...I tried with both my married and maiden name. At the very least, I found out that I was better off married than single:

MR (maiden) = Soulless Spider
MH (married) = Heartless Siren

I'd go for the latter anytime.

Would you like to know yours?

Celebrating (Dutch) Queen Beatrix' Birthday

Although celebrated here in Managua on the 29th of April (Friday), I must confess that I don't know exactly when Queen Beatrix' birthday is. What I do know is that the celebration by the Dutch embassy is significant to us. Together with the Norwegian National day, we (just T & I, really) kind of dubbed them as the parties of the year (within the expat circle). The 2 celebrations are big in terms of number invited guests.

As far as I can remember, it was the first official function we have attended after we got here and it's there that we started to meet friends and therefore started living a more active social life. Unlike other places we've been to, we sort of had a longer adjustment period here, 7 months to be precise, having arrived in October 2006.

The Dutch, much like the Danes are very relaxed people. Like last year, when all the speeches (powerful) were done, a very relaxed and fun atmosphere ensued. Although no-nonsense people, they know how to have fun...the kick-off-your-shoes kind of fun even. So, kick-off our shoes, we did, indeed!