So, after two days of travelling to the furthest corner of the world, I finally arrived in Nadi airport at 5am on the 16th February. The heat hit me immediately and I knew from that point working conditions were going to be tough.
Another four hour bus journey and we arrived in Suva town centre where the volunteer expedition began. Suva town wasn't a big crowded city town centre as I had imagined, it had the basics such as supermarkets and the occasional cafe but the majority of the town was made up of traditional local markets for fruit and vegetables. There were several textile markets also which were focused around traditional masi printed fabrics and the more adapted factory produced version ready to be used as formal Fijian sulu dress, after a quick snack and an hour or so of free time to pick up some appropriate dress for the village and we were off again.
A rough two hour boat ride later and we arrived at our castaway island for our team briefing on Caqalai island. The island was beautiful, exactly as you would picture paradise. The island is part of the Moturiki district and owned by the Ratu from Nuibasaga. It was completely remote and only took fifteen minutes to walk completely around it. The cabins were timber wood with open windows and doors, the phrase of which I heard over and over again when I received a briefing in Leeds 'Fijian doors are always open' was starting to become more clear to me now, literally the doors were always open.
The first night, because we were staying on an island owned by the Ratu it was customary to performa a Sevu Sevu in Neuibasaga the chiefly village. This is a a type of welcoming ceremony to show gratitude and respect. The Sevu Sevu consisted of presenting the village with a bundle of Kava roots and they responded with many prayers and hymns followed by drinking of grog (produced from Kava roots) and then a traditional hop hop party took place which is a traditional Fijian dance used in weddings and other religious and celebratory occasions.
17th February 2012
Today the ministry of health came across to Caqalai to give us a briefing/ pep talk to get us ready for action when entering the village. It was fair to say after the meeting we were all raring to go full of entusiasm for the good we will be doing over the next month.
He explained to us the conditions of the village and just what to expect really, looking back it was really helpful to have a 'heads up' on the island before actually entering the village itself.
- 72 people living in Yavu
- 21 families
- Houses are made from tin and concrete
- Bucket showers and pit toilets
Below is our team, the ministry of health along with the press decided to publish our photograph and our group volunteer story in the popular Fiji magazine, 'Mai Life'!
February 18th
The aim of the day was to get together and talk about the different options available during the expedition and which team member wanted to do each activity. We then took a last minute trip to Levuka which is Fiji's old captial, it was very rustic island and looked like something out of an old western movie. On the night time we went back to Caqalai and a birthday party was thrown for myself, as my 21st birthday was lost in the time difference on the plane journey over! I was presented with a traditional Fijian birthday cake with my Fijian name on, a flag and bula skirt.
February 19th
Today was our last day before heading over our volunteer island, we took a team walk over to a tiny island that was just a raised sand bank with palm trees in the middle of the ocean. It took about forty minutes to walk there and we were all surprised how big it was when we arrived! The island was filled with all sorts of creatures including the most poisonous creature in Fiji the sea snake. I was amazed to see that the locals on Caqalai were just picking them up and were not showing any fear. It just shows how accustomed you can become to your environment.
February 20th
Today we took another 3 hour boat ride and arrived on the remote island of Batiki. We had a massive warm welcome into Yavu Village, everyone was so exited that the Think Pacific team had chosen their village to volunteer. We presented a massive bunch of Kava roots the the village and had a sevu ceremony before being introduced to the family each of us were staying with.
First impressions of walking into my new Fijian home, the houses were all small and mostly tin with shutter windows. My family had three sections to their house, the kitchen area which had storage for pots and pans and a large log stove. There was the bedroom area where myself and another volunteer, my Fijian mum Ako, Dad Sereli and brother Netani all slept in one room.
I was beginning to see the kind and welcoming nature of the village and the natural culture of the Fijians. Later that night after a welcoming feast and lots of hop hop and grog, I went to my new home and rested for the days ahead of me.
February 21st
I woke extremely early the following day in Yavu Village. The Fijian women were up at 4.30am preparing breakfast whilst the men where fishing and collecting wood.
The purpose of the day was to discuss and run through each of the projects to be completed during our time in Yavu. We spent the day exploring the village, sorting out facilities and took a visit to Batiki District School.
The school was very basic, there were four classrooms for 8 classes and only 2 teachers at times. Facilities were basic, the desks were very old fashioned and there were few of them, most students completed their work lying on the floor infront of the blackboard. I was pleasantly surprised to find al lot of colour around the classrooms though, mostly numbers and phrases in English there was quite a lot of religious christian icons also.
On the night we participated in an artistic night of mat weaving with our families, which consists of using dried out palm leaves and using an up and down weave technique to create a variety of different materials such as mats, baskets, flooring and decorative items too. The technique was hard to grasp and quite fiddly but soon as I got the pattern going it became very addictive.
