Mato [mah’-too]
n. the bush;
“I live in the mato.”
adj. rural or in the middle of nowhere; out in the bush
“That site is really mato.”
On the scale of city to mato, my site is…mato!
Surprise!
My very dear friend Lona also lives in a mato site, so
we spent a lot of time at every Peace Corps gathering discussing which of us
had the most mato site in Moz 17 (our group, the seventeenth Peace Corps Posse in
Mozambique. Very original).
During our mid-service conference, we voted on
superlatives: goofiest 17er (Mac), most changed (the other Steph), best host (Hoang), most chique dresser (Hoang), etc. And the category Lona and I were both going for was the coveted Most Mato Cred. All that week, we vied for
the position, presented our arguments to other volunteers, bribed them for votes, tried to sabotage
each other. It was brutal.
The day of the announcements came. We all floated anxiously in the pool with all our clothes on (see post "Malaria...Use Your Net or You'll Regret!"),
waiting to hear the results. Steph or Lona? Who will it be?
“And, the winner for Most Mato Cred goes to…”
The apprehension was killing us.
“…oooh, it was a very close one.”
We couldn’t breathe.
“The runner up is…”
My skirt floated up to my waist in the water but I was
too focused on the announcement to push it down again.
“Lona!”
Lona congratulated me and tried to drown me.
“And the first place winner is…”
I knew I was about to moon everyone when I sloshed out
of the pool to claim my crayon-written certificate.
“…Tony Brown!”
We looked at each other in disbelief, and held it
against him for the rest of his life.
Anyway, here is a very very subjective
breakdown of the categories. The details in italics are considered more mato for that category. Judge for yourself:
Category
|
Lona
|
Steph
|
Weather
|
·
Hot and humid
|
·
Cool
and fresh
|
Water
|
·
Someone gets
water for her
|
·
Carries water on head
|
Electricity (neither have electricity in
the town)
|
·
Never has electricity in house
·
Has
solar panels at the school where she can charge her electronics, including computer
|
·
Does not have electricity at the school;
nowhere to charge electronics except cellphone (neighbor’s solar panel, not
big enough to charge computer)
·
Once
every 4 months, the town generator is turned on
|
Toilet
|
·
Pit
latrine (she wrote a song about how much she loves it)
|
·
Indoor
bathroom – smells, takes a lot of water to flush
|
Transportation
|
·
One
bus with seats and a roof at dawn, otherwise has to walk 5km to main road
|
·
Open-back
pick-up truck, a few pass by each day
|
Food
|
·
No tomatoes
|
·
No eggs
|
Students
|
·
Lar
students – board at the school, tend to come from higher income families
|
·
Mato students – tend to not know how to
read
|
Nearest volunteers
|
·
30
minutes to 2 hours, paved road
|
·
1
hr 45 minutes, dirt road
|
Community
|
·
Town is poorer, more people who don’t speak
Portuguese
|
·
Most
people speak Portuguese
|
Post-script: After having
finally visited Lona’s site, I must admit that Lona truly deserves the
prize for most Mato Cred. She is one tough gal - congratulations Lona on making
it through, and for the wonderful developments you initiated at your school!
And, just kidding Tony! You’re
awesome! Note to my Readers: Tony survived alone at site (for the first year, then he got a sitemate), way off the beaten
path, with no electricity, and no cell phone
service (for the first year, then they put up a cell tower). No cell phone service, now that is something that neither Lona nor I can claim.
Lona and I in Lona's living room. Photo taken by Nooreen. |
Stephanie -
ReplyDeleteYou are DEFINITELY the most Mato Cred person that I sort of know. By the way, I think you forgot to put cable television in the list of categories above.
Ellen
haha! I hope you mooned everyone anyway!
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