Our
first community project failed. It happened late in the schedule for
getting the project completed. Our plan was to help the community
build a few signs for a particularly deadly corner in New Cabalan.
There had been numerous deaths on this corner and signage was just
not there. We had completed a study through PACA on what the
community wanted us to help them with and it was this pressing issue.
Nick stepped up right away and took the lead on this project and was
our man in charge. I was proactive in telling Nick that I was
available to help him with anything, he gave Kaiti and I the
responsibility of getting the proposal written up. Kaiti did the
write up and I just kept reminding Nick I could help if he needed me,
I wasn't needed as it turned out.
Fast-forward
a couple weeks and most everyone in our cluster are in the new
Barangay hall in New Cabalan, talking with the Kaptain about our
project. At this point we just wanted to make sure the supplies were
going to make it and we could still count on him to help us. After
fifteen minutes of actual business being discussed, we heard about
how greatly the Kaptain wanted us all to stay in his Barangay. This
was a long and awkward conversation, less so for me as he couldn't
remember my name and I don't actually live in New Cabalan like most
of the others in my cluster. Anyway, things sounded like they might
work out.
Two
days later my Technical Trainer informed everyone that the Kaptain
had made some calls and everything wouldn't happen. Bad times. We
weren't looking for failure but considering we had done our part and
the actual inability had come from our partner in this venture, I
thought (still do) we had done our best. Failure is always an option,
it doesn't have to be the death kneel of our training, it's just a
realistic outcome from our efforts. Too bad some others didn't see it
this way, we were instructed to make a new Community Project and have
it done by September 1st.
Less than a week to make something come to fruition.
Our
second project worked out but it wasn't a great success. We fed some
kids some bananas and called it a “feeding”, an elaborate dance
to go through the motions. I'm not a fan of forcing a success, I
thought the first failure was lesson enough, concocting a wildly
uninspiring community service successfully made me feel we were
making a bad joke.
Here's
the point: Failure is alright if you own it.
One
more week of training in Olongapo to go before we ship off to Cavite
for Swearing in. This week we're ramping up our studying and training
for language, we have testing come Thurday and Friday. Friday is my
B-day, can't wait.
Yo,
ReplyDeleteI quite enjoyed the story and the lesson(s) arrived at. Progress is generally made with varying degrees of setback... a sad fact that requires adjustment and/or reconsideration. Good luck on the finals.