Sunday, August 23, 2015

August 24 - Day of Departure

'Happy Birthday' to my daughter, Rachelle!

I've just gone through the check-in process for my first two flights--did it online from Africa. How about that?! Here is my itinerary for today and tomorrow. All times are in Eastern Daylight Savings Time for ease of comparison. Actual time in Juba and Addis Ababa is 7 hours later.

Juba - Addis Ababa, Ethiopia 9:10 - 11:10am
Addis Ababa - Washington, DC 3:30pm Aug 24 - 8:30am Aug 25
(a one-hour refueling stop is scheduled in Dublin, Ireland)
Washington, DC - Charlotte 5:10 - 6:35pm

My time here in South Sudan has been very positive, but I am ready to be back home again.

I expect to be kept busy today with last-minute details, so am posting this at the beginning of the day, anticipating that I will not find time to do it later.

August 23: A Day of Rest

Lots of “down time” today, spent reading and honing my Sudoku skills. The outing that was planned for yesterday evening got postponed again today, but I was invited for supper to the home of Onesimus and Mary, who are Kenyan missionaries working here with SIL. Onesimus oversees four New Testament translation projects and six Genesis translation projects here in South Sudan.

August 22: A Day of Odds and Ends

Saturday’s highlights:
Half a dozen Shilluk volunteers demonstrated their commitment to the dictionary project, showing up to work on the glossing backlog. I showed Leoma and Christine how to wrap up the workshop on Friday, since I am scheduled to leave on Monday. The remainder of my day was spent relaxing, something I hadn’t found much time for during the week. Read on for more details.

It was very encouraging to see the first couple of Shilluk volunteers at shortly after 8:00am. They had come to work on the glossing, which has accumulated a significant backlog to this point. Several others joined them over the course of the next 30 minutes or so, and at least six of them worked most of the day, taking a break only to go and get something to eat. I’m not sure what more we can do about the glossing backlog, since the number of individuals who are capable of doing that work is limited, and many of those who are qualified are needed in other roles. This is a problem that we encounter in every workshop and for which we still have not found a solution.

I showed Leoma and Christine how to back up the database to the internet and upload the data to the dictionary website. Then we talked about ways that we can encourage each of the participants in their respective roles, while challenging them to improve the quality of their work even more. We now have a game plan in place for Monday morning.

I was hoping to have supper with a Shilluk friend of Leoma who works for a bank here in Juba, but that was postponed when a welcome rain blew in. (The place where we were planning to eat is on the top of a tall building and has no roof.) That might happen tomorrow (Sunday) evening.

Friday, August 21, 2015

August 21: Day 5 of Word Collection and a Day of Honor for me

Friday’s highlights:
There was great excitement this morning in advance of the taking of our group picture. Knowing that we would be taking a picture of the whole group, men came in suit and tie, while women wore brightly colored dresses or sashes over their dresses. I had put on my favorite shirt made of African cloth, but the Shilluks surprised me by presenting me with an outfit to wear over my own. (See picture below. I’d have to write many more than 1000 words to describe it adequately.) They then insisted that I wear it for the remainder of the day. Total words collected for the day fell short of the goal of 1500, but only by a small number, so this has been a very positive week on that front. Read on for more details.

The total number of words collected during this first week comes to just over 8,000. This is lower than I expected, but is due to two factors, primarily: 1) The intensive mental exercise involved in the Rapid Word Collection approach takes its toll after a few days, so that productivity almost always drops off toward the end of the week—hence the total of fewer than 1500 words today. 2) As English glosses are added to the words, it becomes apparent to us workshop leaders that certain words do not belong in the semantic domain in which they were collected. In numerous cases in this workshop, the same word was written in multiple closely related domains, which we have instructed the participants not to do. So we cross the duplicates off. This reduces the total that we had posted for the day on which those words were collected. For example, this caused the totals recorded for Tuesday and Wednesday by more than 100 words for each day.

Most of the excitement today happened between 9:00 and 9:30, though the effects lingered throughout the day. We had announced to everyone yesterday (Thursday) that we would do a group photo today, so everyone came dressed in their finest. Men were dressed in suits and ties; women wore pretty dresses, and many of them had another piece of colorful cloth draped across their shoulder as a sash. I wore my most colorful African shirt, but before the photo, I was presented with a set of Shilluk accessories to wear over my shirt and pants. There was a white piece of cloth that they tied over my shoulder, kind of like a toga; a green belt to hold it in place; an intricate necklace made of beads (called “dancing beads” because they are designed to make noise when one jumps up and down as part of a Shilluk dance; and a ceremonial cane. I was told that these accoutrements indicate that the wearer is a “big man”—a high-ranking official or a village chief. One man told me that I was now “king number 2”; the Shilluk king wears a pink cloth, instead of a white one.

I wore all of this throughout the day, taking it off only after all of the Shilluks had gone home. Frequently, when I entered a room where the word-collection groups were working, one or two of the women would let out a shrill ululating cry that equates in many African cultures to “Here is someone of significance!” The Puguli women in Burkina Faso would do the same thing. I remember one instance in particular when it happened to me there; it was when I brought our wedding gift for a young woman who had worked for us during our first year in Bonzan. One of the older women present there let loose with one of these cries, making me feel very self-conscious at the time.


"Big man" for a day
Shilluk RWC workshop participants



Thursday, August 20, 2015

August 20: Day 4 of Word Collection

Thursday’s highlights:
Morale among the Shilluk people is high, and productivity continues to be high, as well. At the current rate of output, I expect them to pass the goal of 10,000 words even before I leave for the airport on Monday. Thursday, however, was an exhausting day for me, so I did not get this entry posted to my blog before the power went off at 10:30pm. Read on for more details.

Each of the six groups has now understood pretty well the concept of thinking in their own language and using the English in the questionnaire as a guide, rather than a crutch. Today again, they collected almost 2000 words, so our 4-day total is just shy of 7,000. I expect that we’ll have a similar day again tomorrow (Friday), so that the minimal goal of 10,000 will be reached sometime on Monday, probably by lunchtime, just before I am scheduled to leave for the airport, so we’ll be able to have a celebratory cheer together before I leave. The second goal will be for them to exceed 15,000. This appears to be do-able, but is by no means guaranteed, as the topics that are covered last tend to be less fruitful than the ones covered first.

But whether the Shilluk get 15,000 words or not, this workshop seems destined for certain success. That is especially interesting in light of our experience the first day, when it seemed that many who attended the training last week had forgotten a great deal of what we thought they had learned, and it looked like this workshop might be a total disaster. However, the hard work that Leoma, Christine, and I invested, as we sought solutions to the seemingly unending challenges that arose that day, eventually paid off, and the subsequent days have been the complete opposite of Day 1. Now we’re anticipating better results here than in any of the other workshops I’ve led. On Day 1, it looked like we were destined for a record low.

It is really good to see everyone working contentedly in his or her role. The record-keeper is doing an excellent job; the glossers are working hard, and even though they’re not able to keep up with the pace that the word-collection groups are setting, they are not discouraged; the typists are happily pecking away; and the word-collection groups are “in a groove” now, though some still struggle to understand the English, which keeps them from being as productive as other groups.
Lino (LEEN-oh) - record-keeper


9 glossers, plus "Doctor Leoma"

A member of one of the most productive groups shares their "secret"

One of the word-collection groups is working in the open-air gazebo

The others work at tables in a room with screened windows and fans
A typist has a question for the group that wrote one of the words she is supposed to type
Results are reported each morning before the new day of word-collection begins
In addition to reporting numerically, the results are also presented pictorially: cows in a pasture
A closer look at the cows -- each one represents 100 words
In the evening, Leoma helped me prepare a meal of quinoa and vegetables for supper. Afterward, I talked to Rachelle on Skype and learned the good news that her financial aid came through. Then I showed Christine a bit about how the Hermit Crab parser works in FLEx software and how this might help with some of the languages she consults on.

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

August 19: Day 3 of Word Collection

Wednesday’s highlights:
My clothes are now dry. Our word-collection teams have caught on quite well as to what they are supposed to be doing and how, so they were extremely productive today—so much so that the glossers now have a significant backlog. The typists have been able to keep up with the pace that the glossers are setting. I was able to back up all of the typed data to the internet this evening. Read on for more details.

I spread my still-damp clothes out on my bed this morning after I got up, then aimed the floor fan at them so that it would blow on the clothes once the electricity came on. That did the trick. When I checked on them during our lunch break, I was able to fold them all up and put them away. I should only have to go through that wash-and-dry cycle once more before packing my trunk on Monday for the trip back home.

All of the workshop participants gathered at 9:00 this morning to hear how they had done yesterday. I had challenged them to aim for 1500 words and maybe even stretch to reach 2000, so they were all very happy to see that they had achieved 1800+ for the day. Two of the six word-collection groups were singled out for their part in that achievement—one for collecting nearly 1/3 of the words by themselves and the other for averaging the largest number of words collected per topic. Someone from the highly productive group was asked to tell the others what they were doing so that others could imitate their technique.

By the end of today’s effort, it was clear that all of the groups have matured in their understanding of how the process is supposed to work. The least productive of the six groups collected 270 words today. Yesterday, that number represented the output at the middle of the pack, and on Monday, none of the groups collected that many. So there is definite improvement! They collected well over 2,000 words today and now have a three-day total of nearly 5,000. They’re halfway to their goal in terms of words collected, with only 30% of the time and domains gone. At this rate, they will top 15,000 words by the end of the two weeks.

The side-effect of such a high level of productivity is that the glossers (those adding the English equivalent for each word) are unable to keep pace. So we’re thinking about what we can do to address that issue. We have four typists now, and they are so far able to keep up with the output from the glossers. However, we had a couple of scares where the computer program gave us an error message and I thought we were going to lose data that had been typed, but in the end, it was all there. This evening, I was finally able to back everything up to an SIL-managed server on the internet. We plan to do that each evening, so that we have a copy off-site in case something catastrophic happens to our computers (not likely, but rather safe than sorry).

Tuesday, August 18, 2015

August 18: Day 2 of Word Collection

Tuesday’s highlights:
I’ve used my top sheet two nights in a row now, and it’s raining again—a nice gentle one—as I’m writing this, so I’m almost sure to have to use it again tonight. Today was MUCH less stressful than yesterday; so many things went more smoothly today. Productivity of the word-collection groups virtually doubled today compared to yesterday. Several participants were reassigned to a new role—and they’re all happy, and most everything seems to be going much better. Read on for more details.

I have the fan blowing in my room tonight because I’m trying to dry my clothes that I washed last night. It’s a challenge to get clothes to dry in the rainy season! The fan will shut off at 10:30, when the power goes off, but I won't miss it since I’m feeling borderline cold in this rainy weather (70 degrees?).

Eight cows (each representing 100 words) were added to our field, which was colored by a 3-year-old here.

We gathered all of the workshop participants together—I counted 51 of them at 9:15— this morning to report the results of our first day of word collection. Eight cows had been placed in the field to represent the 800+ words that were gotten yesterday, and I ended up being the one to give the group a pep talk this morning. I’m not particularly gifted at that sort of thing, but I did my best to be encouraging about what had been accomplished, while also explaining that 10 days of results on that same scale would leave us short of our goal of 10,000 words. I encouraged them to use English as little as possible and to think and discuss in their heart language, as that would facilitate the flow of words. Leoma then explained that some individuals would be asked to change roles in order to help shore up the weakest links, especially to help the team of glossers, as they had already accumulated a bit of a backlog after only one day. I told the group that I was setting a challenge goal of 1,500 words for them today, but that if they worked extremely well, they might even reach 2,000. They seemed excited about trying to reach these higher goals.

Animated participation in the word-collection process
Leoma, Christine, and I were all relieved and very pleased to see people in all parts of the process working with much more confidence and effectiveness as a result of the personnel changes and the coaching that we had given on a number of fronts yesterday. And it was a blessing that each of the individuals who was asked to change roles is happier where he is now than where he was before. Since we were moving some of these people out of more prestigious roles, I did not necessarily think they would be so accepting of the proposed changes. But everyone now seems to be happily participating where s/he is, which is a wonderful thing! As a result, more than 1800 words were collected today, and I’m sure the group will be very encouraged by that news when we present it in the morning.
We had as many as eight people working together to translate the Shilluk words into English.

Monday, August 17, 2015

August 17: Day 1 of Word Collection


Monday’s highlights:
The Word collection began with opening remarks, then we set up the word-collection groups. With all that was going on, I missed my chance to take photos. From start to finish, I was busy helping everyone get off on the right foot; I never even got my camera out of its bag. We had unexpected numbers of participants and reassignments of roles, keeping me and other colleagues busy helping the groups. After a tea break, the groups began working more intently and collected a total of 877 words by the end of the afternoon. The day was cooler, due to a refreshing rain last evening.  Read on for more details.

Yesterday, in the late evening it began to thunder. It wasn’t long before the sound of raindrops on the tin roof became indistinguishable one from the other. Flashes of lightning were punctuated by loud booms of thunder. I managed to sleep even while the rain continued to fall. The room got cooler so that I needed to use a sheet for the first time here. There are no blankets in the room. Today was much more pleasant than the past few have felt.

I began my preparations for the workshop this morning around 7:00 am, setting up tables and chairs in the rooms we planned to use. After finishing that, however, I learned that two of the rooms that I had set up were needed for other meetings going on today, so I had to shuffle tables again to suit all the activities going on.

We didn’t know how many people would come this week to fill certain roles due to absences at the training last week. Nor were we sure how many additional Shilluk speakers would come to help give the words they knew. When people began to arrive, we were amazed by the number of interested participants.

In order for the process to run smoothly, we needed to have a leader and a scribe for each of the six groups. We had four group leaders and four scribes from among those who attended our training sessions last week. Four more people would need to be trained today to fill those roles for two more groups.

When the participants were seated, we welcomed them all and elaborated on the purposes for the workshop, then got underway. The SIL colleagues who are helping me facilitate this workshop, Leoma and Christine, spent time showing the new group leaders and scribes the word-collection process.

We had plenty of participants—more than I have ever seen at one of these workshops. Instead of having two or three Shilluk speakers joining each group, there were six or more. We may find it helpful to reduce that number down a bit, as productivity tends to decline when the group size is bigger than six.

By the end of the day, each group had completed at least one folder, and two groups actually completed three. While Leoma and Christine focused their attention on the word-collection groups in order to help them to be productive, I shuttled from the record-keeper to the glossers to the typists, making sure that they each understood how to do their bit. There was some turnover among the typists, so that some of the computers that we had prepared last week were no longer available, and we had to prepare other computers.

Every workshop has its unique challenges and one thing is certain: expect the unexpected.

Sunday, August 16, 2015

August 16: A Day of Rest



Sunday’s highlights:
Today was relaxed and relatively uneventful. I went to All Saints Cathedral again this morning, cooked vegetables for my lunch (and ate them with bread), then went out with three others for supper consisting of a Sudanese bean dish (photo below). Read on for more details.

I chose to go with Wes & Jackie to church again today, since that is an early service and they go to the vegetable market afterward. Nothing too remarkable in all of that, except perhaps one point in the sermon. An analogy was made between a fetus with a detached placenta and an individual who does not remain in Christ. Just as the fetus is sure to die, so also is the one who is not attached to Christ. It was an interesting illustration that I don’t remember having heard before.

I bought some more vegetables at the market after church, and when we stopped at a “French bakery” on the way home, I bought a loaf of nice brown bread—kind of like a double-wide short baguette, but made with whole-wheat(?) flour. I stir-fried some of the vegetables for lunch and ate them with some of the bread. It was just what my hungry stomach wanted.

The afternoon was spent napping, reading, talking, and sweating (of course). A representative from One Book, an organization in Canada that funds several translation projects here, arrived sometime during the day, so he, Leoma, Eileen, and I went to the hole-in-the-wall restaurant that Tim and I had gone to on Wednesday, where we all had “ful,” the bean dish that I enjoyed when I had it there the last time.
Leoma, Jerry, & Eileen at our table in the middle of the street (literally!)

Four servings of "ful" (beans, tomatoes, key lime, and goat cheese), with pita bread (salt & seasoning on the side)