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Friday, December 21, 2012

Nicaraguan Myths, Legends, Beliefs, etc.

Sometimes people believe weird things.  There are people that believe you have to throw salt over your shoulder if you spill it, that you have bad luck on Friday the 13th, or that you shouldn't open an umbrella indoors.  Usually we just call those people superstitious and let them believe what they want.  Here in Nicaragua, there are so many weird beliefs that almost EVERYONE believes and NO ONE questions (except maybe a brave Peace Corps volunteer).  Here's just a selection of some of them.
  • You shouldn't bathe while you're "agitated" (like after being outside when it's hot or exercising) because it will make you sick.
  • I've also heard something about not bathing after exercising that has to do with your pores and the soap that you use causing problems when your pores are open
  • If you have a cold or cough you should not drink anything cold, only hot beverages
  • You should not bathe at night, it will make you sick
  • If you are eating nacatameles, you must accompany it with bread or tortillas (even though it's already a big huge hunk of carbs) and coffee.  No cold beverages.
  • A change in climate can make you sick (as if there's really any changes in climate here...warm or warmer?)
  • Tomatoes and tomato juice cure diabetes....but insulin makes you blind (from my host mom in training, whose husband passed away from diabetes)
  • If your baby hasn't started walking yet, you should rub goat fat on his knees
  • My host uncle here at my site had some kind of eye infection.  My host mom said he needed to put a woman's breastmilk in it...and she was serious.
  • My friend Chelsea's host mom in training always made her drink Coca Cola when she was eating eggs because "it helps with digestion"
  • You should not bathe after eating, you'll vomit (seriously...when are you allowed to bathe?)
I'm sure there are more that I'm forgetting, but that's a pretty decent list for now.  Just gives you an idea of some of the crazy stuff I've been hearing all the time since I got here in September).  Because I'm a gringa, I'm allowed to violate most of these rules whenever I want and just say I didn't know any better or that "I'm used to bathing after exercising" (because, seriously, who isn't?). 


On a serious note, my home state was hit by a unimaginably terrible tragedy a week ago today.  As soon as I heard about it, I called my friend Emily who is also a Nica60 Environment volunteer and also from Connecticut.  We both were on the internet at the same time and in complete disbelief, but it was nice to have someone to talk to.  Since last Friday, I have seen the story on the news here in Nicaragua multiple times.  I used to get strange looks every time I told someone what state I was from, because no one had heard of Connecticut.  Now they've heard about it, and unfortunately for a awful, tragic reason.  I still have all of my Connecticut friends and family in my prayers and all of those affected by the shooting in Newtown. 

"In the hard days to come, that community needs us to be at our best as Americans, and I will do everything in my power as president to help, because while nothing can fill the space of a lost child or loved one, all of us can extend a hand to those in need, to remind them that we are there for them, that we are praying for them, that the love they felt for those they lost endures not just in their memories, but also in ours." -President Obama

Saturday, December 8, 2012

Random Thoughts and Happenings, Volume 1

So, a lot of times stuff happens or things pop into my head that I think would be cool to share, but not cool enough to write a blog post about.  I figure every so often I can give you some completely random tidbits for your entertainment or to make you think.

  • Last night was the "purisima" here in Nicaragua.  That means people decorate altars to the virgin Mary in front of their houses and groups of people walk around singing songs.  Some houses, like mine, give out little packages of candies.  Picture tons of kids, adults, and old ladies scrambling and pushing just to get a few lollipops and hard candies.  We also gave out a traditional drink...agualoja...which is made of ginger, fermented corn juice, and dulce (kind of like brown sugar, but made from sugar cane).  Fermented=can get you drunk.  According to my host sister, there were quite a few tipsy children on Thursday night after the mayor's office gave out their purisima gifts.  There are also fireworks and a lot of drinking.  My host uncle made a concoction of about 3 gallons of guaro (really gross, strong rum), a couple bottles of coke, and a liter of beer.  It was pretty awful, but he insisted that we give it out to the people "so that they can sing better" haha
  • At the 6th grade graduation yesterday, they called me up to sit on the stage as a special invited guest.  Which also means I had to kiss all 21 of the graduates and their parents on the cheek as they received their diploma.  Luckily most of the dads opted for the handshake or awkward Nicaraguan upper-arm-grab instead of the kiss. 
  • Nicaraguans, when talking about people, a lot of times will put "el" or "la" in front of the name.  This is something that I have noticed here that I never really noticed in Honduras.  For example they'll say "La Sara" (The Sarah) instead of just using the plain name.  I think it's kind of cool.  Makes you feel like one of those celebrities that just goes by their first name, like Madonna.
  • People are really into taking medicine.  When I have a cold, sometimes I'll take a decongestant or something if it's really bothering me, but mostly I'll just rest and drink lots of water.  If a Nicaraguan notices that you're sniffling, coughing, or sneezing, their first reaction is to tell you to take something for it.  Here, injections are just as common as taking pills for things.  I've started to just lie and tell people that I'm taking pills for things when I haven't (because I know that there's no pill that will cure a cold!).
  •  My host family is obsessed with asking me if I'm bored.  It seems like they ask me every hour or so, every single day.  Yes, of course there are times when I'm bored-- I'm living in a very small town where there's not much going on most of the time.  I just keep telling them I'm not, but I'm not sure how convincing I am.
  • The use of nicknames here is out of control.  Everyone in my extended host family has a nickname and rarely goes by their real name.  In fact, I don't even know most of their real names...Pucha, Paco, Pucho, Pulga, Pelota....  and until this very moment, I hadn't realized that almost all of the nicknames start with P.  Interesting.
  • In case you were wondering, I now answer to Sara, Sarita, Chela, y Chelita.  Even people who know my name still call me Chela when they see me on the streeet (chele and chela are terms for men and women with light skin)
  • I started my garden yesterday-- the soil kind of sucks, so we decided to dig out big trenches so that we can mix the soil we dug out with cow manure and then put it back in and plant.  Apparently that's not how it's done here, and I had to explain my reasoning multiple times.  I also may have gotten a neighbor in trouble.  He was helping dig out the trenches (which I thoroughly appreciated, because what he did in 10 minutes would have taken my host sister and I 3 hours) when his girlfriend/wife/mujer comes over yelling.  The only part I caught was her saying, "Candil de la calle, oscuridad de la casa," which is a Nicaraguan dicho which means "Lamp of the street, darkness of the house"---referring to people who help other people but don't do anything in their own home....woops!
  • Last, and most importantly....I now have an address of a post office box in the departmental capital that's only about an hour away from me.  So, instead of sending stuff to the PC office in the capital city (4 hours away), I can get my mail a lot easier there.  I posted the address on the right side of this page!  I brought a couple of photos from home, but I'd love it if you threw in a few photos if you're going to send me a letter.  That way I can brighten up my tiny little bare-walled, cement floor room!

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Getting started...

So, I did it!  I officially made it through the 11 weeks of training (for the second time) and got sworn in as a Peace Corps Volunteer (for the second time).  Last week was a rollercoaster.  We finished up training with a trip to the embassy and a couple of other training sessions.  On Wednesday morning, I headed into Managua where we had our last day of training at, ironically, the same place we had our 3-day orientation when we arrived in September.  While in Managua, we stayed at a hotel near the Peace Corps office.  Thursday we had an excellent Thanksgiving dinner at the PC director's house.  Last year I celebrated Thanksgiving with a couple of my Peace Corps Honduras friends with a hamburger at TGI Fridays in Tegucigalpa.  I loved being able to have a traditional Thanksgiving dinner, and I especially liked being able to sit outside to eat it :-) 

Friday was our swearing in ceremony.  It was held at a hotel in Managua, and Peace Corps invited 2 members of each host family to come.  My host mom is too cool for school and decided that, because she's probably hosted more volunteers than anyone else, she's allowed an extra guest to the swearing-in ceremony.  So, she brought both of the twins with her.  We started out with a more informal ceremony to recognize the different host families and thank them for their help over the past 11 weeks.  Later on, we had the more formal ceremony where we had to sing both the Nicaraguan and U.S. national anthems, took the "promise of service" in Spanish, and were officially sworn in by the ambassador (promising to defend against all enemies, foreign and domestic.)  Here are the words to the promise of service, which is something that is unique to Peace Corps Nicaragua:

En el nombre de Dios y por la comprensión y la amistad entre la gente y las naciones, solemnemente me comprometo a trabajar con dedicación y entusiasmo en las tareas que me señalen, durante dos años o durante el tiempo que dure mi permanencia en el país.
Prometo esforzarme por afianzar vínculos de afecto y solidaridad con el pueblo nicaragüense, mediante el respeto mutuo y una verdadera vocación de servicio.
Por Dios, por la Patria, por la Paz.

In the name of God and for the understanding and friendship among people and Nations, I solemnly promise to work with dedication and enthusiasm in the tasks that are assigned to me, during two years or during the time that I may stay in the country.
I promise to strive to secure bonds of affection and solidarity with the Nicaraguan people through mutual respect and sincere vocation of service.
For God, for Country, for Peace.
My Niquinohomo Family

All of NICA 60-- Environment and TEFL Volunteers

So, then, we officially went from being Peace Corps Trainees (aspirantes) to Volunteers (voluntarios).  We had a chance to celebrate on Friday night, and in the morning we said our goodbyes and headed out to our sites.

My first few days in site have, overall, been very positive.  I've mostly been spending my time in the school observing classes and with my host family.  Yesterday I got to meet the mayor (alcalde), who welcomed me to the town and invited me to work on projects with his office.  He also said that they have some funds for environmental projects, so hopefully I'll be able to take advantage of that.  My host family is great, and there are constantly people coming in and out of the house, so I've been meeting a bunch of community members.  My next task is to work to ensure that I will stay busy over school break, which starts next week and goes until February.  My project director wants us to start  small gardens to practice for when we do our school gardens and to start youth groups right away.  I'm also going to visit the health center and talk to a nurse there who mentioned the possibility of working with a youth group aimed at preventing teenage pregnancy.

So, all's well here in my site.  I'm loving the climate here.  I'm in the mountains, so it's cooler than where I was during training.  I've actually been chilly a couple of the days that I've been here, but I think I've lost all sense of temperature.  It probably hasn't gotten much below 70 degrees :-)  Hope you're all staying warm!

Thursday, November 22, 2012

I'm thankful for...

This is my second Thanksgiving in a row that I won't be at home with my family.  It's a little bit sad, but it helps to remember all of the things I'm thankful for....
  • my family and friends at home: I've been awful at keeping in touch over the last 3 months, but the occasional phone calls and messages have kept me going through training.
  • my new Nica 60 friends:  I have a pretty awesome training group and have made some strong friendships over the last 11 weeks that I know will be absolutely essential to me making it through the next 2 years here in Nicaragua.
  • health:  ok, so I've actually been kind of sick over the last week, but I'm grateful that overall I'm healthy and so are my friends and family
  • hot water at the hotel we're staying at:  when you've been bucket showering with cold water at 6 a.m. for the past 11 weeks, hot water is AMAZING!
  • the Peace Corps staff in Nicaragua: they're supportive, realistic, and super generous.  Especially the Country Director, who's hosting us all for Thanksgiving dinner today
  • my host family from Training:  This is a big one for me right now, and it makes me tear up just thinking about how fabulous they were for the past 11 weeks and how much I am going to miss them.  My mom took the best care of me-- made me great food, washed my clothes, and just supported me in every way possible.  My host sisters Ana and Maria-- for being my first genuine Nicaraguan friends, hanging out with me, going to the gym with me, and making me laugh.  My "nephew" Diego-- who my host sisters started calling my Nicaraguan son because he got so attached to me-- for making me laugh with all the adorable things he says and greeting me with a hug, smile, and screaming "Tia Sara!" every time I walked in the door.  And Luis-- for hanging out with me, talking to me like a friend and not like a gringo, and being there for me.  Gosh, I'm going to miss them all.  Even though I'm already planning on seeing them for New Year's, it was still really hard to say goodbye.
  • this opportunity:  Just a year ago I was spending Thanksgiving in my site in Honduras.  I never would have thought that this year I would be spending it in Managua, Nicaragua, one day before being sworn in as a Peace Corps volunteer for the second time.  I know it's cliche to say that everything happens for a reason, but I couldn't be happier where I am right now.  I love my new project (environmental education), my training group, and I know I'm going to like the site where I'll be living and working for two years.  I would have never imagined I'd be here, but I'm so glad I am!
Hope everyone has an amazing Thanksgiving surrounded by their close friends and family.  Don't forget all of the things that you have to be thankful for.  Living in a developing country definitely makes you appreciate all of the things that many people take for granted, but it also helps you realize what's really important-- the relationships that you build with people, being together with those you care about, and enjoying life despite its hardships and challenges.

Love and miss you all.  Have a great day!

Monday, November 5, 2012

Site Visit!



The anticipation is over!  I finally found out what my site is and got a chance to go visit for a few days last week. 

My site is La Concordia, in the department of Jinotega.  It is located about 4 hours (by bus) north of the capital and is surrounded by mountains.  The location is beautiful.  The town’s smaller than my town in Honduras, but I think I’m going to like the size because I’ll be better able to meet people and get to know the community.  It’s located 45 minutes away from 2 different major cities, so I’ll have to travel there to go to the bank and if I need to shop for anything other than the basics. 

During the site visit, I stayed with the family who I’m going to be living with when I arrive at the end of November.  The family was really friendly and really concerned with keeping me constantly entertained.  The 15-year-old daughter brought me around to see the town on the first day I was there.  I got a chance to introduce myself to the teachers at the main school and the one teacher at the small, rural, multi-grade school where I’m going to be teaching. (1 teacher for first through sixth grade!)  My counterparts (the principal and vice principal of the school) also brought me to the alcaldia (town hall), health center, and the delegación (board of education) to introduce me to everyone.  It was a little overwhelming meeting so many people, but they all seem excited to meet me.  La Concordia has had volunteers in the past, but they have all been from the health sector.  I’m going to be the first environment volunteer, so I’ll be the first one to work in the schools.

Overall, it was a great experience.  My living situation is going to be pretty great.  My host mom is a good cook, I’m going to have my own separate space away from the rest of the family, and did I mention they have wireless internet?!  After getting back from the visit, I’m feeling ready to be done with training and get started.  All of the other trainees in my group seem very happy with their sites as well.  We’re just starting week 9 of training out of 11.  Countdown to swearing-in: 18 days!







Encounters with (not so) small animals




(I wrote this one a couple weeks ago, just haven´t  had a chance to post it)


Flashback to a little over a year ago…..I was living in Honduras, in training, with a family of all women—2 middle aged sisters, 2 teenage girls, and the abuelita.  One afternoon, we all were sitting watching telenovelas, as per usual.  All of a sudden, Yeisling, one of the girls, points towards my feet and screams.  I look down and there’s a small black snake, maybe a foot long, slithering right next to my feet.  Of course, everyone’s first reaction is to jump up on the furniture.  Abuelita jumps up and books it into the kitchen, away from the snake.  For maybe 10 seconds we’re all on top of the couches and chairs, looking at each other, wondering what’s going to happen next.  Then Sonya jumps into action, grabs the machete (because, of course, every Honduran family always has a machete handy) and hacks the snake to pieces.  We throw the pieces outside, clean up the blood with a mop and a little Asistin, and immediately started laughing together about how hilarious the situation was.

Flash forward to about 2 weeks ago… After showering and getting dressed, I walk into the dining room to sit down to my normal breakfast here in Nicaragua—fruit, bread, and coffee.  I hear something moving in the corner of the room and I see a teeny tiny mouse trying to get into a bag of garbage hanging next to the table.  I call Doña Manuelita over to tell her what I saw.  She immediately reacts, takes off her shoe, and tries to hit the mouse, which at this point has hidden underneath the tablecloth.  Unsuccessful in her attempt to squish the tiny mouse, she takes my food out of the room, closes the door to the dining room and runs across the street.  She comes back dragging a cat by a rope tied around its neck, which belongs to her sister, Doña Esperanza, who lives across the street.  She puts the cat in the dining room and closes the door behind it and says, “Ok, Sarah, the cat is going to kill it.  No problem.”

Flash forward a little bit more to this morning…My alarm is set for 7:00, but I wake up at 5, and there’s something moving in my room.  Now, I lived in a tiny cabin by a lake this summer at camp, and I am no stranger to hearing mice running around while I’m trying to sleep.  However, the animal I heard in my room this morning, running on top of the dresser, on top of my mosquito net, and rustling around in plastic bags was NOT small.  After laying in bed, super freaked out, for a couple of minutes, I decided that the animal was too big to ignore.  Without turning on the light (because obviously I don’t want to see what it looks like), I run to the door, barefoot, and walk over to the door of the bedroom where my host mom and sisters (the twins) sleep.  I knock a couple of times before I hear them wake up.  “Creo que hay un animal in mi cuarto,” I tell them. (“I think there’s an animal in my room.”)  Doña Manuelita runs out of her room with a sheet wrapped around her, walks over to my room, opens the door and turns on the light.  At this point, I don’t have my glasses on or my contacts in, because I ran out of the room as fast as I could and without turning on the lights.  But, even in my half-blind, 5 a.m. haze, I saw a large, brown moving object on top of my mosquitero (mosquito net).  “Alla está!” we scream.  (“There it is!”)  Thus begins the hour-long ordeal of trying to catch and kill the rat that is in my room. 
The twins are now awake, and Doña Manuelita screams for her teenage grandson to come help us.  “Concho!  Hay un ratón en el cuarto de Sarita!”  (“There’s a mouse in Sarah’s room!”)  Somehow what he hears, having just been suddenly woken up is, “Hay un viejo con carretón en el cuarto de Sarita!” (“There’s an old man with a cart in Sarah’s room!”)  That gave us a good laugh, because he was super confused.  Being a too-cool-for-school teenage boy, he came over and had a look inside the room before he went right back to bed.  The twins are in the room with Doña Manuelita trying to catch the “ratón,” but it definitely was a rat, not a mouse.  At one point, I go inside the room because they can’t find where it went, and I see it climbing on the wall next to the bed that has all my clothes stacked on it.  We start taking furniture and my belongings out of the room to make it easier to find the rat.  Eventually, after some screaming and chasing we got it stuck behind the dresser.  Did I mention the lights kept going out?  That made the whole thing more interesting because the lights were going on and off and we had to use flashlights to try to locate the rat.  So, now that the rat is stuck behind the dresser, they aren’t sure what to do with it.  The shoe-hitting method isn’t going to work because they can’t fit their hand behind the dresser.  The broom doesn’t fit behind there either.  Doña Manuelita suggests the machete, and then runs to find it, but doesn’t know where it is.  They decide to call Pablo, who is a friend of the family who helps Doña Manuelita out by doing things around the house and running errands for her.  They use my phone to call him, and Doña Manuelita tells him to hurry quick and come over, without saying why.  He shows up 5 minutes later, on his motorcycle.  At this point, Doña Manuelita has found the machete, and her, Pablo, and one of the twins are in the room trying to get the rat.  It comes out from behind the dresser, and after about 10 more minutes of chasing, yelling, and looking under beds with a flashlight, an almost-dead rat runs out of the room and into the living room, where María Gabriela and I are waiting.  Pablo hacks at it a couple times with the machete for good luck and kicks it out towards the back patio.  We mop up the blood and clean up my room, putting all of my stuff back in it.  By now, it’s 6 a.m. and it’s been an hour of craziness.  The explanation that I was given, by multiple family members and friends, is that our neighbor has a big storage area where they keep corn and beans and things from their finca.  The rat must have entered from a hole near in the roof and fallen down into the room.  They also said the rat was “dundo” (dumb) because they family next door uses rat poison.   What a morning!

       

Saturday, October 20, 2012

Halfway There!



We’ve reached the halfway point of our 11 weeks of training.  I realized I haven’t posted in awhile, sorry! 

After the third week of training ended, my group stopped having Spanish classes.  Since we are the advanced group, they only give us three weeks of class.  After that, we have to fill up our schedules with other activities and study on our own.  This frees up a Spanish teacher to work with some of the lower groups who need more help improving their Spanish level.  So, what do I do now?  It’s been weird not having class, but we’ve been doing a good job staying busy.

 We’re required to teach one class per week in the elementary school.  Since I like to teach and have tons of time now that there’s no Spanish class, I’ve been teaching two days per week, on Tuesday and Wednesday mornings.  It’s a sixth grade class of about 25 students, and the teacher is younger and really receptive to the kinds of activities that I’m doing.  Once we get to our sites, we’ll be co-planning and co-teaching, but right now I’m just teaching science on my own.  The teacher stays in the room with me and helps me out with explaining difficult concepts and classroom management.  The kids are always excited to do “dinámicas,” which are games and activities that get them up and moving.  I try to include at least one in each class so that they have a little motivation and can get up and move around.  I’ve taught 5 classes.  So far I’ve taught about renewable and non-renewable energy, potential/kinetic/mechanical energy, ways to save electricity/avoid accidents with electricity, and the nitrogen and water cycles.  I’ve had to do a lot of work brushing up on my science knowledge and reviewing the vocabulary, but everything’s going pretty well.  By the end of training I’ll have spent a lot of time in the classroom and should be more than ready to start working in schools once I get to my site. 

We’ve also been working with the “Club de Lectores” (Reader’s Club) at the library, which is a group of about 15 elementary school-aged kids.  There is a story and drawing contest that is going on now, and the theme is “Salvando el Medio Ambiente” (Saving the Environment).  We’ve been reading environment-themed books to the kids and helping them work on their stories.  Before I left the states, I bought “El Lórax” to bring with me here.  It was a struggle to read it with all of the crazy words and rhyming (it’s hard to read in English, and 10 times harder in Spanish!), but the kids loved it.  This week we read a book that was about things that kids can do to help the environment and then we went out to the park and collected garbage.  In a matter of 6 or 7 minutes, we collected 2 huge sacks full of garbage.  We saved the plastic bottles and we are going to use them to make crafts.  So far, the kids made maracas and we used some of them for bowling pins (with a coconut as a bowling ball!).  We plan on cutting the tops off the bottles and planting seeds with the kids to use up the rest of the bottles.

Last week, I went on my volunteer visit.  The point of the volunteer visit is to send us out on our own to navigate the public transportation and visit a new place in Nicaragua to live with a volunteer for a few days.  By living with a volunteer, we get a chance to ask a million questions about their lives and their work and get to participate in their activities and programs at their site.  Susana and I went to the department of Matagalpa for our visit.  We hung out with the environment volunteer that lives there and went to the rural school where he works, checked out the gardens that he’s made, helped build a stove for a family, and worked in his neighbor’s garden.  It was definitely a hands-on experience, and we got a chance to participate in his activities.  Some of the highlights for me were going to the rural school where he works and building the stove.  The school only had 2 classrooms, both with multi-grade classes.  The one that the volunteer works with is grades 3-6, which are the grades that environment volunteers work with (the younger kids don’t have science in their curriculum).  There were probably about 6 kids in each grade, and it was cool to see the volunteer and teacher work together to teach kids of all different levels at the same time.  The other cool thing we did was work on the stove project.  It’s a country-wide project to build improved wood stoves that families use to cook their food.  Volunteers write grants and receive money to build the stoves.  It is an improved model that uses less wood and has a chimney to prevent the family from inhaling lots of smoke while they’re cooking.  The stoves are made out of brick and a mixture of mud, horse poo, small pieces of dry grass, and water combined with crushed up aloe plants.  All of the stuff gets mixed up and used like cement.  It was a really cool project, and Susana and I learned a lot.  I’m not sure if it’s something I’ll do in my site when I’m a volunteer, but who knows!

I guess that’s a pretty good update for now.  Some other highlights:

  • I’ve been going to the gym with my host sisters…quite the experience (I’ll try to write a post about it soon)
  •   I went to Jinotepe (the city where my host sisters go to college) to go out for pizza for their birthday.
  •   We went out to the club in Masaya with Susana’s host brother, Fran.
  • I went on a hike with my friend Luis down to the Laguna de Apoyo.  It was a super difficult hike, especially on the way back up, but we rocked it.  We went swimming in the laguna when we got down there, and it was absolutely beautiful.
  • Our garden is growing!  Well, some of it.  A couple of squashes, all of our radishes, and the tomatoes in our seed bed are doing well.  We only ended up with one cucumber plant, so thats kind of sad.


Also- we’ll be finding out our sites on Thursday, the 25th.  They’re really keeping us in the dark and not even giving us a list of the sites where they’re sending us.  I’ll make sure to post when I find out where I’ll be living for the next 2 years!

Sorry for the lack of communication, but I promise I’m doing fine!

Hasta luego!

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Highlights of the first 2 weeks of training


Hola everyone!  I know it’s been awhile since my last blog post.  Here are some highlights of the first 2 weeks of training.
  • ·      Independence Day and the Anniversary of the Battle of San Jacinto:  Both the 14th and 15th of September are holidays here in Nicaragua.  Normally, there are parades on the 14th and then the schools hold events on the 15th.  However, recently there have been quite a few small earthquakes and some activity at the volcanoes, so the president made the decision to wait and have the parades on the 15th.  I’m not sure how waiting one day made much of a difference, but whatever.  On the 14th the four of us went with Doña Elsa, Susana’s host mom to a restaurant to have some beers and dance.  There was a live band, and we danced all night, getting home at 1:30 in the morning.  The next morning we woke up early to go to the parade.  All of the schools in town participated.  Every student marched with their school.  Some students wore sashes to show that they have academic excellence, and others played in the band or danced with batons.  After the parade, they presented awards to some of the students.  Then, each school did a performance in front of the park.  I stayed for the whole thing, even though it was really hard to see due to the HUGE crowd.
  • ·      Spanish class:  Not too much to report here.  We’ve been having class the past 2 weeks and we only have one week left with our teacher.  This week we’re switching over to the schedule we’ll be having after she leaves so we can get used to doing our new activities.  I’m going to be teaching science in a 6th grade classroom in town 2 days per week and then doing some programming at the library as well.  We also have to set up our school garden next weekend and work to maintain that over the rest of our time here.  Tuesday is my first day of teaching.  I’m teaching a 90-minute block on renewable and non-renewable energy sources.
  • ·      Block Party!:  Friday night, one of the political candidates (town elections are in November) threw a concert at the end of my street.  The band was really good, and I spent a couple of hours listening to the music and dancing with the twins and a younger cousin who’s 8 or 9.  It’s hilarious how young kids here learn how to dance so early!
  • ·      Huertos:  On Saturday, we had an all-day training on how to make gardens.  We went to an agricultural training center and had a training session about how to make a garden, what pests we should look out for, and how to make organic pesticides.  Then we spent the rest of the morning and part of the afternoon trying it out.  We were in small groups with a facilitator to help show us what to do.  We started with a patch of tall grass and had to use a machete to clear it out, then pickaxes and rakes to prepare the soil.  We made a fence by sewing empty sacks together and propping them up on sticks stuck in the ground.  We planted a row of radishes, a row of cucumbers, and some squash.  We also created a seedbed to plant tomatoes and bell peppers.  In order to have good soil, we had to mix compost, lime, and ash into the dirt.  We also had to sift all of the dirt so that the seeds were in very fine soil.  Robi, Tim, Chelsea, and I worked with our APCD María Antonia.  It was a really long day, but now I feel somewhat confident in starting our school garden.
  • ·      La Hípica:  Sunday was the hípica in Masaya, the nearest big city to my site.  Susana, Chabela, Susana’s host brother Fran, Chabela’s host sister Lisbeth, and I went into Masaya in the morning.  We walked through the market, hung out in the park, and had lunch.  After lunch, we lined up on the side of the road to watch the parade.  It was a parade of tons of people on horseback.  There were men, women, and kids on all different types and sizes of horses.  It was crazy because there were lots of people and lots of drinking going on, even the people on horseback were drinking beers during the parade.  It was also raining pretty heavily the whole time, but we were only slightly annoyed by it.  After watching an hour of horses go by, the highlights would have to be all of the people drinking beer while riding their horses, the random guy riding a bull instead of a horse, picking out all of the attractive guys that rode by, and seeing all the cute little kids.  We left before the parade ended, mostly because after awhile all of the horses started to look the same.


Sorry for the lack of pictures on here and on Facebook!  My new camera causes my computer to freak out every time I try to upload photos.  The camera came with software that I’m supposed to download, so I think that may be the problem.  However, I need to have my computer connected to the internet in order to do that, so I’m not sure when that will happen.  However, I promise you I have been taking pictures and eventually I will find a way to get them up here!

Also- I said this when I was in Honduras, but I’m going to apologize up front for my writing.  Because I’ve been focusing so much on my Spanish and using it all the time, my writing and speaking in English is not what it used to be.  I am normally a pretty good writer, I swear J