Awakened with the sun I began work on my curriculum and didn't stop until I needed to leave midday and meet with another volunteer named Kaysi. She had an 1 ½ hike and I was going to hike an hour to meet her and escort her to my town for a weekend visit. I took her out into the fields to see the canyon and the river view from my town and then went to show her my new house. The plan was that tomorrow some of the girls from town were going to hike with us up a 4600m mountain to a pre-Incan fort just outside town, but the girls were called by their parents to work in the "chacra"-field all day, so plans were yet again gone in the wind. So, me and Kaysi said naively, "Can we help work in the fields?" Of course they would love to show us how they farm and get the extra hand. Kaysi and I were pleased and looked forward to the following day's work.
That night we invited my host sister to watch a movie with us on my laptop. Having only seen a few movies in her life, she was ready and rearing. Because she loves horror stories she picked out the one movie I have with images of blood on the case, "Inglorious Bastards" a Quinten Terentino film. While this is one of my favorite movies I was worried she wouldn't get the American humor and told her the movie took place during the Holocaust. When she looked at me blankly but nodding I asked her if she knew who Hitler was. This was responded to with a definite, "No". Kaysi gave a brief history of WWII and what the Holocaust was to a set of wide unbelieving eyes and a dropped jaw. Through the course of the movie she couldn't understand why the American's would show no mercy to this group of people called "Nazis" an Kaysi and I were pointing out left and right "That really happened", "That didn't really happen.... but that, that really happened". I think she walked away much more confused than educated and I have written into my curriculum a week of world history.
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