As you know, a big part of our life here is interacting with our staff, and right now we have three Kenyans who work for us:
- Charles - he has been our driver for 2 1/2 years
- Rose - she is our housekeeper/nanny since October
- Syprose - she cooks for us once a week since Novemberish
In some ways it is very luxurious to have staff. For example, when we run out of drinking water I can send Charles to the store to stock up on bottles instead of doing it myself or to pay any number of the bills that we have to pay in person. When Grace and Noah are both napping at the same time (rare, but amazing) I can also nap if I am tired because I don't have to worry about doing the laundry or the dishes (note: no dishwashers or clothes dryers in Nairobi). I can choose if I want to make some side dishes to go along with the meals Syprose has made (she cooks 5 or 6 meals on the day she comes and then we freeze to eat throughout the week) or not (because they can pretty much stand alone). It is one of the perks of living so far away from home and the totally different conveniences we are used to there (because in all truth, the conveniences of home don't exist here and the conveniences of here don't exist at home).
But it is also more difficult than one might think to have people working for you in your home. Today, for example, I feel like a human ATM machine because Syprose's mother died and she is asking for us to help pay for the funeral; Charles' mother and his son both got serious injuries last week and need to go the hospital today, which we are expected to pay for, and he needs money for some additional expenses his wife has at her school (we are sponsoring her education); and Rose is complaining that times are tough, money is tight, and could I please find her a part-time job on the weekends to supplement her income (read between the lines: or could I just start paying her more) and also could we also please donate to help her church buy a plot of land. Yikes. Sometimes it feels like I am eating peanut butter and jelly for lunch because we are supporting three other families! I know I've written about this before and I am not complaining, but from time to time I do need to review our relationship to these people.
Syprose - she is a very part-time employee and has several other employers, who I am sure she is hitting up equally to support her mother's arrangements. We will give her something, but cannot afford and do not feel obligated to support the whole thing. We know how much money she makes and she does pretty well. She also has many siblings who can ask their employers for cash as well.
Charles - of course we will pay for his family's medical expenses. We know he is on a tighter than usual budget because he is also contributing to his wife's education (which we take out of his salary every month) and, in our experience, Kenyans never have money set aside for emergencies. For his wife's extra school costs? We'll give him a loan and continue to deduct from his monthly salary. As an aside, Charles' mother got injured while grazing the goats my parents bought her and he made sure to lay that on pretty thick this morning ("Well, if she hadn't been tending the goats..."). So, Mom and Dad, maybe you want to help pay for her to see a doctor? (kidding, kidding)
Rose - oh Rose. Rose, who redeemed my faith in the whole idea of having house help, who fits seamlessly into our family, knowing when to be around and when not to be around, often knowing how to snap Grace out of a grumpy mood or get her to fall asleep for her nap, and who makes flowers appear on my coffee table as if by magic. She is nice company to have around the house during the day, is very interested in learning lots of different things, and will not be moving to Canada any time soon (never, actually) because her visa was denied (for a completely ridiculous reason, but really we expected it because the Canadian government really doesn't want her to move there and marry a nice Canadian man). I feel that we pay her a lot already, compared to many people who I know don't pay their staff as well, but I also feel like she is worth every single shilling because she is so good at both housekeeping and helping with the children. I actually do not know how I would function in Nairobi without her and I certainly don't want her to go hunting for another family who will pay her more than we do. So Kristoffer and I have to decide how much more we can afford to pay her.
In addition to the financial issues of having staff, there are social ones too. For some reason two weeks ago Charles was in a very bad mood (I actually think he was mad at Kristoffer because he had to work late when Kristoffer got stuck in a meeting with a famous American actress; Kristoffer did not offer to pay him overtime because he had just had 6 weeks of paid vacation.) and stopped talking to Rose for 2 days. He didn't even say hello to her when she said hello. So then Rose asks me, what's wrong with Charles? I inquire and he says everything is fine, but still won't talk to Rose. Kristoffer thought he had a bit of an attitude with him as well. Two days later he was perfectly fine and Rose asks him what happened, to which he replies, "Nothing. I was just in a bad mood and didn't want to talk." Luckily Rose is a pretty assertive Kenyan woman and told him, "That's fine, but next time tell me instead of not saying hello when I say good morning to you." You go, Rose!
We are lucky that Rose and Charles, and Syprose who worked with Rose and her previous family, all get along and that we haven't had any major issues with their personalities. Rose is Masai and pretty much everyone gets along with Masai. Charles and Syprose do not come from the same part of the country and are actually quite different (at least in terms of the stereotypes about their respective tribes) but they only interact one day a week and I've never heard them be anything but very polite to one another. Of course I'm not with them in the car when he takes her food shopping, but Syprose is so loud that if she had an issue with him I'm sure I would know about it already.
So...that's the update on our staff. If we move from Kenya before the year is over, as we expect, then a new item on my "to do" list will be "to get new jobs for the staff". I don't think it will be that hard because there are always new people coming in to the country and, while staff are not hard to find, GOOD staff are! But then the question becomes: what will happen to us if we move to a country (like America, gulp, or Denmark, shock!) where we have to do our own laundry and drive our own car and cook our own dinner while the babies are napping?!?! While it was hard to get used to life with staff, I am so not ready to deal with the reality of life without them!
LWM