Toni Schneider is a former Peace Corps Volunteer who was
stationed in Bulgaria
Every Returned Peace Corps Volunteer (RPCV) is asked, “Would
you do it again?” For me, I’ve already shouted “yes!” before the question has
been finished. Serving as a Peace Corps
Volunteer completely changed my perspective on the world, without changing the
person that I am. Anyone searching for
an extraordinary way to truly experience a culture (eating chocolate gelato in
front of the Trevi fountain does not count!), learn a little language and a lot
about humility should seriously consider joining the Peace Corps. As a community member, a Peace Corps Volunteer
walks through an ever-revolving door, changing their role more frequently than
their wardrobe – becoming everything from inquisitive stranger, to technology whiz,
and hopefully, to community member and beloved friend. The transition from one role to another is
filled with fear, confusion and tears, but equally, respect, joy and clarity.
Day in the life of a
Peace Corps Volunteer
Bulgaria, 2007
I arrive just in time for the weekly staff meeting at the
Pernik Municipal Palace of Culture where I help create arts education projects. Before the meeting even begins, I’m scolded
by coworkers for coming to work with wet hair, do I really want to catch a cold
and die? (How was I supposed to know that my neighbor turned off the
electricity to fix something in his apartment? So much for my hair dryer!)
All of the typing games I played in middle school have paid
off, and my coworkers believe I’m a computer genius. Today I’m teaching our Public Relations
person how to use PowerPoint for a meeting with the Minister of Education and
Culture. This presentation should give
us the edge to receive the funding we need for an upcoming multimedia arts
education project. Since my organization
is not-for-profit, we have no revenue of our own to support any programs or
ideas that we create. To help fund our
ideas, we often write grants in either English or Bulgarian, depending on the
source of the funding.
During a mid-day coffee break, I review daily newspaper
headlines with my coworkers Ivan and Sasho.
Their favorite topic: Do I really think America will elect a woman or a
minority as President?
The Regional Expert on Ethnographic Affairs has proposed a
music and dance program that would include youth from each ethnic group in
Pernik. This idea would bridge the work
done in both of my organizations, the Palace of Culture,
Finally, time for lunch!
My best friend, Ogniana, happens to be in the city center. Her work as an investigator for the local
police is often demanding, especially as she is the only female in her
district. We catch up at a local
pizzeria, and before going back to work, she hands me a basket of fresh
vegetables from her father’s garden.
I accompany some coworkers to several electronics stores to
compare prices for the budget we are preparing as part of a grant proposal.
Since credit cards and checks are barely existent, most of our purchases are
made by cash to local merchants. Being a
“locavore” in Bulgaria isn’t a question of lifestyle or choice, it’s business as usual.
Back to O Romano Drom where a group of Roma students are
anxiously awaiting our bi-weekly English lesson. I am sometimes hesitant about teaching, but
the informal style of our “English Club” means the students are in high
spirits.
Many rising musicians pass through the Balkans, and
frequently, they perform at the Palace of Culture.
A group of local women gather once a week to rehearse old
Slavonic songs. Rehearsal never begins without a few cups of coffee and news
about former or future choir members. They keep telling me our CD will be
released soon…
7pm
My coworker, Desislava, and her family has adopted me as one
of their own, and that means I get great home cooked meals! Dinner starts out with a traditional shopska salata (fresh cucumbers and
tomatoes topped with “Bulgarian” feta), several salamis and a glass of local
spirits. The main course is a stew-like
entrée, cooked in a clay pot covered in traditional Bulgarian art. Dinner rarely lasts less than 3 hours, so by
the time I catch the bus back to my apartment, I’m exhausted but so happy to have
one more day in Bulgaria as a Peace Corps Volunteer.
Looking to broaden your horizons, taste new foods, meet fascinating
friends, participate in international
development work, practice your translation skills, and maybe even record an album in a foreign language?! There are few better hands-on experiences for geographers than the
Peace Corps. Learn more about the Peace Corps at PeaceCorps.gov.
Teachers—bring the world, and important topics like
international development, cross-cultural communication, and many more—to your
students through the eyes and letters of Peace Corps volunteers with World Wise Schools’ educational
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Images:
1. 50th Anniversary celebration of the arts council where Toni worked in Bulgaria
2. Maps of the Rosebud Reservation where Toni spent her childhood in southern South Dakota
3. Rila Monastery, Bulgaria
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