Sunday, July 31, 2011
Once upon a time, Nicholas needed to take his Malaria meds. He decided that he would take it with breakfast, as it stated that it was required on the bottle. Among the Amigos vols., it is common knowledge that Malaria pill is not known for its good taste. Because of this, he decided that he would down it with a spoonful of beans that was provided on his plate. Upon doing this he realized that he would not be able to swallow this with his fresco. As there was no other solution then chewing the beans with the pill, he decided to try anyway. This was a bad idea. The Malaria burst open with powdered dust. This tasted terrible. To get the taste removed from his mouth he ate a large spoonful of rice. This made it worse, as the rice was still smoldering from being cooked. The taste plagued him for several minutes as he inhaled the food on his plate (except for the rice). Little did he know that later in that day (lunch time) that his supervisor would make him eat all of his crema, to make matters worse.
It’s been quite an eventful week in Chiligatoro. For one, we learned how to move cows from one mountain side to another. Our only close encounter occurred when one of our cows (the black one with really pointy horns) attacked someone else’s cow that was tied up on the side of the road. Luckily for us our host grandma stepped in with a machete to restore order. No cow was injured in the process. Another highlight of the week: the water pipes connecting the water tank to the entire community of Chiligatoro broke, leaving its inhabitants with no running water for 5 days. Being the tough and flexible Amigos Vols. that we are, we ventured down to the local stream to bathe. Due to our positive outlook and the shining sun, the experience was quite enjoyable. Jen had some run-ins with barbed wire, but we made it home clean, happy, and in one piece. Our host family found our river bath very amusing and they welcomed us home with hugs of hot milk. Thanks Amigos for these unforgettable experiences!
Jen & Grace
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Yesterday we celebrated our summer Youth Fair, bringing together 57 volunteers and over 200 youth counterparts and community members from all 25 different communities. The purpose of the event was to offer a time to celebrate youth and the big impacts they are making in their communities here in Intibuca. In addition to some fun group activities, like "The Big Wind Blows" and a relay race, volunteers and youth counterparts each presented a song, dance, skit, or poster to their peers, and shared stories of their projects and their experiences in their communities. Overall, it was a fun event and volunteers and youth left feel re-energized and motivated for the remaining weeks of the project!
|Volunteers Marissa and Ellie and their youth counterparts from Otatala.|
|Volunteers Kevin and Sonia pose with Associate Project Director Marissa at the youth fair.|
|Some silly skits brought giggles from the audience.|
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
From Sage in El Pahizlal - Week 2 in community
It has been 12 days plus one more
Since I have walked out my front door-
To leave for Honduras
(my Spanish to nourish)
and live with a family, no more
And here I have been for 9 days,
Barely accustomed to the Honduras way.
I eat beans every meal
But haven’t farted once (what’s the deal?)
And I have to admit, I am dazed.
The village I’m in is El Pahizlal
It’s a 30 minute hike up mountains tall.
There’s no car, (people are thrifty)
And I have no a large house, but sweet and small.
Neither on electricity do we rely
But for light, we depend on the sky.
I use a wet latrine
(pour a bucket down to clean)
and the shower’s so cold that I’ll die
My family consists of seven,
As Evengelicals, they really love heaven.
There’s 3 little fellows under the age of 8
And two, 12 and 13, that are super great,
And already they feel like brethren.
My partner is named Kelly Wilson,
All contests of niceness she wins them.
We go to the school here each day
To talk about health and with kids play
(duck duck goose really winds them)
Things are new here, I often feel sad,
But if I eat not all my tortilla, my host mom feels bad.
So I keep my chin high,
And my eyes to the sky,
And thinking of my family, feel glad.
So I hope that you liked my note
And the bad rhymes haven’t gotten your goat.
You have my love always
(and your family likewise)
and I’d love to receive a note!