“No plane on Sunday; maybe be one come Monday.”
Jimmy
Buffet ran through my head as the plane’s arrival to take us back to Pohnpei kept
getting pushed back from 10:00 a.m. to 1:00 p.m. to maybe 2:00. But, that’s the end of the story; it began five
days earlier.
Lin
and I and another Peace Corps Response Volunteer were invited to travel with a
couple of other Pohnpei Department of Education folks to do some staff
development work on the Sapwuahfik atoll.
Considered part of Pohnpei State, this atoll is about 90 miles south of
Pohnpei. There are some 10 small islands
around a large lagoon. The only
inhabited island is Ngatik, which is about a third of a square mile and
contains around 400 or so pretty isolated folks. Its population is of mixed origin. There was a well-documented massacre that
occurred here in the 19th Century when the crew of a British ship,
along with some Pohnpeian ne’er-do-wells, landed and killed all the males. Apparently a bunch stayed on, intermarried,
and developed their own unique language based in part on Pacific maritime
jargon. Many generations later there
remains a unique group of people who speak their own distinct version of Pohnpeian.
There
are two ways to get to Sapwuahfik—either by a small six-passenger plane that
comes and goes twice a week, or more commonly, by an FSM ship that arrives
every 2-3 months en route to the outer islands of Pohnpei and the other states
of the FSM. As you might expect, the
arrival of the ship is a big deal. There
is no dock here, so the ship anchors outside the reef and people take small
boats out to the ship to bring back or drop off cargo—everything from pigs and
household supplies to food and clothing.
Apparently, it’s like a trip to the big city—school is cancelled and
everyone heads out to buy and barter.
I’m sorry our timing did not work out to take the ship, but the plane
was pretty exciting in its own right. We
(and all of our belongings) got weighed on a scale before departure. Our captain was not reassuring when he said he
could carry six people, although five would be better. Once weighed and loaded, we took off from the
Pohnpei airport. It has been a while
since either one of us have been in a small twin engine prop plane like
this—very loud and subject to bouncing around a bit. However, the view of Ant Atoll and then
Sapwuahfik from the air was pretty incredible—well worth the trepidation. Admittedly, our first sight of the runway at
Sapwuahfik was a bit unnerving—seemingly much too short and separated from the
island.
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Passenger view of takeoff |
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Above and below - Ant Atoll |
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We snorkeled in this cut several months ago |
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Sapwuahfik Atoll showing the small islands and lagoon |
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Approaching the runway...yikes! |
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Ngatik Island, from the runway |
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Kids greeting new arrivals |
As
described in previous posts, living on Pohnpei takes some adjustment; living on
Sapwuahfik, even more so. There are no
motor vehicles, no roads, no stores, no electricity (except for some areas
served by solar panels), no internet access.
Except for the school, a Sapwuahfik municipal building, and a couple of
churches, there are no structures to speak of other than homes. It is even closer to the equator, so all
buildings are pretty much “open air,” taking advantage of any breeze off the
ocean. There is a wide “boulevard”
around the island that is beautifully maintained by families and communities
along its path. On the ocean side there is typically a stone (coral) wall separating
most homes from the water and, we were told, to keep the pigs apart from the
houses. Wheel barrows and bicycles are
in abundance, transporting everything from small children to coconuts.
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The "Boulevard" |
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Coral walls |
The
people were wonderful, greeting us with a smile and in all ways generous. Three adolescent girls were assigned to us,
accompanying us around the island and making sure we had whatever we
needed. Parents are very much involved
in their children’s education, with PTA representatives often attending classes,
cleaning the grounds, and helping the principal deal with truancy or
tardiness. The PTA and teachers honored
us with a couple of pot-luck dinners which consisted of various fish (both
cooked and sashimi), bananas, taro, breadfruit, coconuts, and rice (the latter
being the only food of choice that is imported). All of these ingredients are offered in a
wide variety of combinations—mashed, baked, raw, etc.
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Our tour guides |
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Traditional outrigger canoes carved from large breadfruit trees |
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The school principal and traditional boat builder |
The
Sapwuahfik Elementary School is pretty much the only show in town and serves as
both the educational and social hub. It educates
children from pre-school through grade 8.
Older children must leave the island to continue their education on
Pohnpei. In addition to the school
building itself, the campus includes a cement basketball court, complete with
solar lamps. It was in use most of the
time we were there. Surrounding the area
are five or six thatched nahs that are used for eating lunch or simply
relaxing. We provided several workshops
on various educational topics and strategies.
I was not always sure we were hitting the mark—the assumptions that
drive most of the work we do are not always accurate for a school in this
setting. But, teachers and principal
were unfailingly appreciative!
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Sapwuahfik Elementary School |
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First grade teacher "checking for understanding" as taught by Linda |
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Kindergarten kids' post-lunch clean-up |
Lin
and I stayed in a hut about 40 yards from the ocean, built on stilts. We had a visiting pig underneath for a while,
but he wandered off. Most nights there
was a nice breeze off the water. The
bathroom and (loosely defined) shower accommodations were down the road a bit
next to the school. We were pretty
comfortable, although sleeping on the floor might best be left for younger
folk.
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Our "Hut" |
As
suggested by the above, our trip home was delayed a bit, but we made it safe
and sound. Another unforgettable
experience!
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The Caroline Islands Air Inc. weigh-in terminal |
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Waiting for our flight at the departure lounge |
Your photos and details of your adventures just amaze me. I sit here with my mouth open knowing this is way beyond my comfort zone yet, you seem very relaxed. I hope you have found your time rewarding. I imagine you have a lifetime of stories
ReplyDeleteWishing you both safe travels as you head around the world.
ReplyDeleteAwesome read and lots of nostalgia for me. I was there as a student teacher from 2014-2015. Thank you for the post and sharing.
ReplyDeleteLove your "story" and pictures of my beloved island of Sapwuahfik! I am a native of Sapwuahfik who now lives in Arizona.
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