Lottie in Fiji
For five months now, I have been totally immersed in the Fijian culture. One of the things that really stands out is their emphasis on family. From my very first day at my placement, I was welcomed into my new family as a daughter, sister, auntie and friend to a very large, extended family and community.
I live with the headmaster of my school, Naiyala High School, and his wife, mother, three young daughters and an ever-changing variety of visitors. We live on the school compound along with most of the other teachers but we are from a village about 30minutes inland, Tonia, where we spend some of our weekends.
About two months into my placement, I went back to New Zealand for my grandfathers funeral. My Fijian family, plus a couple of cousins, an auntie and even my grandmother (who finds it hard to get out of the house due to her age) piled into a van to take me down to the airport and see me off. Also, while I was away, they rang me twice just to hear my voice as everyone was missing me! Definitely made me realise how much they value family and have accepted me as part of theirs. (A big thank you to Sharyn, Lattitude NZ and Rachael at Travel Brokers for helping me to get home so quickly and stress free!)
As for my work at the school, I must be enjoying it as I’ve agreed to stay for the whole year so I can complete all three school terms instead of leaving after just two. On my first day of school here, I was thrown into teaching Form 3 and Form 4 Maths (all by myself!) while the school was waiting for a new teacher to be sent. That teacher never came so I became the permanent teacher of those classes although I now have the HOD’s assistance so aim not winging it alone anymore. Form 3 and Form 4 have 43 and 29 students in them respectively so they can be pretty hard to handle! Especially as their ages range from 13 to 17. Both classes are responding to me quite well and their marks are slowly but surely improving.
Nestled away in the heart of the Pacific Ocean, straddling 180° longitude the Fiji islands are about as far away from England as you can get. For me that was as good a reason as any for choosing to apply to volunteer in Fiji, but the opportunity to gain worthwhile experience both in a working and cultural capacity also appealed. If you add to that the lush green landscape, the hot tropical climate and the welcoming friendly nature of the people there really isn’t a better place to spend a few months or more.
My placement was based in the interior of the main island of Viti Levuin an area lacking in any of the development and infrastructure seen in the tourist areas. I was working in a small secondary school with about 120 students aged between 13 – 19. The school itself is a community school owned and run by the 4 local tribes from the surrounding villages, which is also where the students come from. About 40 of the students were boarders whilst the rest would travel daily to school.
My role in the school varied from teaching PE, music and art, to assisting with their English, to teaching Maths and Physics. There weren’t many subjects that I didn’t end up teaching at one point or another, and I was repeatedly thanked and told they don’t know how they would have coped without me. There was so much variety in the work I did during my placement; I went from teaching students how to play cricket, to reading music, to solving simultaneous equations. My work was not just restricted to the classroom; I was also involved in helping students train for the schools athletics competition, and trying to teach them the piano. Rest assured there is plenty of work for you to get stuck into.
Living in the middle of the Fijian jungle is obviously a bit of a shock at first, but you very quickly adjust. We were lucky enough to have regular electricity but the water supply was limited to a couple of hours a day which is obviously very different to the situation at home, where water is just something you take for granted. However the friendliness of the local community makes it very easy to adjust and cope with living in such a different environment so far away form home. Fijiis often called one of the friendliest countries in the world and it’s easy to see why. Everywhere I went people would greet me, and everyone within a 20 km radius seemed to know exactly who I was, which was probably because I was the only kavalagi (European) around.
Whilst my weekdays would be spent living and working in the school, during the weekend I would usually stay in one of the surrounding villages. This could be a ten minute bus ride away, or if not on the main road, a two hour walk. It’s only really in the village that you get to experience the traditional Fijian way of life, but it’s also here that you will feel most at home. The way I was accepted into a family’s home and treated as one of their own was truly humbling. While in the village we might go to the farm to pull some cassava (a root crop) in the morning, or go fishing in the river to catch our food for lunch. The afternoon would be spent resting then maybe playing rugby or volleyball before bathing in the river. Rugby, especially sevens, is the national game ofFiji and games of “touch” are frequent. Anyone can join in no matter your age or ability so you can find yourself sometimes playing with about 30 people crammed into a space barely big enough for 10, but that is, as they say, the Fijian way.
Food is naturally a bit different from back home but one thing’s for certain there is always lots of it. The Fijians have a pretty big appetite so there is little chance of going hungry during your time here, and they will routinely tell you to “kana vakalevu” (eat plenty). Cassava, dalo and the ubiquitous rourou are the staples of the village diet but there is also plenty of fish, prawns, chicken and other meat on occasion. The other ever-present in village life is Yaqona (Kava), an important ceremonial and social drink, and you come to love the sound of the clang of metal in the evening as the yaqona is pounded.
Some of the many memories of my time in Fiji were:
Jumping off the many waterfalls that are tucked away inFiji’s interior.
Exploring the local Wailotua cave, very big and full of cannibal history.
Going fishing armed only with a spear, much more fun than using a rod.
Watching Fiji win the Gold Coast sevens. The whole village was in one small house crowded round the only TV, passionately cheering the team on.
Holding my first proper conversation entirely in Fijian without needing to speak any English.
Visiting the island of Taveuni, the garden island of Fiji.
I’ve learned so much by living and working in Fiji for 11 months, the type of education I could never have hoped to have back home and it has certainly made me think much more about what’s truly important in life. You come to appreciate the importance of community and sharing and realise just how materialistic our society is back home. Everywhere you go you are met by smiling faces and you can’t walk past anyone’s house without them calling to you to come and drink tea.
Leaving the community and leaving Fiji was very hard and I was tempted to extend my placement for a second time. My initial placement was for 7 months but I was enjoying myself so much that I asked if I could extend until the end of the year. Fortunately Lattitude and their representatives in Fiji were extremely helpful and understanding and facilitated this for me with the minimum of fuss I’m already planning my return and when I do go back I know it will feel just like returning home.