November 2, 2010

2 November 2010

I have spent the last couple days in Arequipa City attempting to get everything I can done. It never quite feels like enough time. Researching like a mad woman and having fun making games to teach what I want the kids to know. The curriculum is coming along slowly but surly and I love it more and more as I step back and look at it.

The week to come I will be paring with Health Bridges International to translate questions and answers for them as the survey the health of citizens that live in the Canyon. Very needed work. This is the information they recruited me with:
"Here is an update on Health Bridges International CARE III-Colca Valley Community Needs Assesment. CARE stands for our research projects Community Assessment of Resource and Healthcare Experiences. This is a basic demographic snapshot of underserved regions we work with as well as some health care access and utilization questions. The reason why we do these studies is a mutli-headed beast. First, there is little to no data around the Andean population and especially in regards to healthcare. The government creates many programs, which is laudable, but are they impacting the 10 million people spread out over the Andes. That's what we want to know. The second reason for this research is the adage "A bell rung, can't be unrung". Regardless as to what comes from our research, we want to give the Colca Valley a voice to be represented with real data, rather than some extrapolation from someone in Lima. The third reason is a selfish one, organizationally. Continued research gives HBI credibility and creates possible avenues for funding and capacity building for future programs. Our goal is to bridge the gap of poverty, to help everyone to have an easier passage over merely considering basic needs each day to considering hopes, dreams and happiness."

October 30, 2010

30 Octubre 2010


I have travelled into the city to attend some meetings and research like a mad woman.

I thought I would give you guys a little look at what I am working on. This is an outline of the curriculum I am developing:

I. World

A. World Map- paint mural

1. The earth, gravity, the equator, the planets

2. Geography

3. Recycling and putting trash in the trash can

4. History of the world

5. Study of different cultures and arts

6. Study of languages<-this feeds nicely into the next section

II. Community

A. Library- helps assemble library

1. Literacy

2. Interest in reading

3. Computer literacy

4. Researching

5. Presentation and study of country/community's history and culture

6. What is democracy?

7. What is a good leader?

8. Organization

9. Teams and teamwork

10. Business management

11. The role of the female

12. Family violence

13. Alcoholism

III. Self

A. Health

1. Our body parts and how they work

2. What is healthy poop?

3. Nutrition

4. Hygiene

5. Sanitation

6. Safe sexual practices and STDs <- not to be presented to 6-12 age group

8. Family planning

B. Individuals/personalities <-influenced by the Boys and Girls club of America themes of Sense of Belonging, Sense of Usefulness, sense of Influence, and Sense of Competence. Journal making project

1. Individuality and creativity <-allow time for no planned activities where the students can plan or play what they want.

2. Preferences

3. Leadership repeated <-have the student be a leader and teach something

4. Self-esteem <-convince the student that they are important


I will be meeting every night of the week with a different age group.
This surriculum balances The Youth Development Division of PEace Corp's goals as well as local needs and requests from parents and teachers. It is called "VALE" which stands for "Volar a las Estrellas" -the kid's idea. "Volar a las Estrellas" means "fly to the stars", and "vale" means " to be full of worth".

As you can see the first section is world knowledge. Each lower-case letter represents a week of lessons. It is full of games and art projects that teach the topics listed. Each section is paired with sme sort of "big project. The first section's big project will be painting a mural throughout a two month period. the mural is a world map and will me located in the entrance to the elementary school. the second section focusses on the community and it is when we will be putting together the library. There are spaces designated for a library in both the elementary school and high school but there are few books and all the books are outdated. There also isn't a single book that exists just for the joy of reading. Getting ahold of fun books to get kids hooked on reading as well as kid friendly encyclopedias will be my main focusses. The third section focusses on the body and local needs. ut "big" project will be making journals from recycled materils and then building the habit of writing in them daily.

So that is the main focus of my work and my passion.


The teachers have requested I give a series of talks that I am also researching and developing. With the help of Harlem Children's Zone and KIPP methods I will be giving a talk on motivating and teaching students discipline. Other talk topics include how to work with battered children, how to use recycled resources in the classroom, how to incorporate ultimedia in the classroom, and nutrtion and cooking.


Lots-o-work for me, but I love it!


Also, I will begin to collect funds for the VALE program shortly so keep an eye open for that e-mail from me and how to donate. I will be looking for support to purchase paint supplies for the mural, shelving for the library, books, and all the paper and art supplies for the after-school daily activities.





27 Octubre 2010

I was very nervous waking up this morning because three of my “bosses” from Peace Corps were coming to visit. They just want to see that I am alive and working and make sure the city is happy with me. I have to say the visit was encouraging, and Marium had some good ideas on how I can build a shower in our bathroom using local materials.

They brought with them all my forwarded mail from Lima. It was unbelievable. I was showered in letter after letter from family and friends. You people, are completely remarkable, loving, creative, and everything else I can’t put into words. Everything you wrote gives me endless amounts of power. Your letters are kind of like energy drinks. Like those stupid red bull commercials, “it gives you wings!”. You crazy folk said such marvelous and inspiring statements you have me thinking I could sprout a couple new appendages right now and fly all over this beautiful canyon.

Even your little stories of what you have been up to in the past couple months soothe me. Just because you thought to write down this experience and send it to me makes me feel a part of it, and I can’t thank you enough for that. Lord knows I think of you everyday.

Your letters are papering my adobe walls and it feels great!

Thank you, to all my family and friends for just being you!

Also… yup, here comes the plug… Special Thank You to Rise Up Coffee for sending me my morning kick!

26 Octubre 2010 take two

Welp, it is just about time to start.

I mean seriously.

I have lived in Madrigal for almost three months now. It is time to write my community diagnostic and begin my work. I have spent months now getting to know the town and planning (pretty darn well I think) what I am going to do, and now we have reached the point where I have to actually start doing.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, scares the crap out of me.

What if everything I do is a flop?

What if kids don’t sign up for my programs?

What if the teachers don’t like my talks?

What if my programs don’t work and I end up not teaching the kids anything?

What if the kids just don’t like me?

This doubt choked me up today. It was almost as if all of the pain and disappointment of the year to come was compressed into my little Adams apple ready to burst. Expectation is just waiting to blow up in my face. There is so much potential, can I fulfill it?

26 Octubre 2010

So today my host sister and I are sitting in the “kitchen” making the afternoon soup and she is drilling me on my favorite animals and what animals live in The States. She asks if I have ever seen a shark.

“Yeah, quite a few.”

“Weren’t you scared!?”

A little confused I said, “No. Well, if there were sharks around when I was in an ocean I didn’t see them, thankfully, the sharks I have seen have been in Aquariums.”

“What is an Aquarium?”

Yup.

She says she knows what a Zoo is. I explained an Aquarium and her eyes grew wide. The idea of a fish tank bigger than her house is a hard concept for her to grasp.

“The poor fish.” She says. Then a quick and sharp thought goes through my head: not a single animal I have seen here is caged. Yeah, they tie up the cows at night to keep them from eating themselves to death, but that is for their own good. The cats come and go as they please, the dogs roam free, even the chickens, roosters and guinea pigs have their way around the house. But, the thing is, each animal knows where they live. Not a single animal leaves a small designated area they know to be where they belong, and if they venture out of that area with the smallest sound they flee in fear right back to their home. The idea of caging an animal is sad to Roxana. Just think of how sad the way we treat our pets would make her feel. Imagine taking her to a Zoo or Aquarium.

So, I proposed to her some thoughts to chew on: “What if a population is dieing?” She said we should take one male and female, no more, to a Zoo. Good answer, I thought.

“Aren’t they more safe caged and given medicines when they are sick?”

“Why would you want to live healthy and sad?”

Another good answer, I thought.

“If we don’t have Zoos, how will we learn about animals?”

“What do you mean?”

“How will we observe animals and learn about them if we can’t keep them in one place and study them?”

“Why wouldn’t you just study them in their natural habitat?”

“Good point. But then how will people that aren’t scientists learn about them? I can’t afford to fly to India, but I would love to see and learn about tigers.”

“Why would you need to learn about tigers if they don’t live near you?”

What a concept. That said, she loves learning about animals. We had a whole conversation about dolphin brains together, but she doesn’t think it is necessary to take that animal from its natural habitat. The harm it does to the animal isn’t worth the value of her seeing it. If she really has a passion for dolphins, she will go to where they are. Did you know there are pink dolphins in the Amazons of Northern Peru? Me neither.

25 Octubre 2010

I have continued my shadowing daily. I go to the elementary and middle/high school every day to shadow teachers through a schedule we have made together. This has been a fabulous method for me to see where it is in the classroom that these kids aren’t getting the equivalent to a Western education. What I have learned has been monumentous.

I expected to walk into a classroom and be ready to reprimand teachers left and right. To have handfuls of corrections for the way they talk to the kids, the methods in which they teach, etc. But that didn’t happen at all. These teachers might have students that graduate lacking fundamental knowledge, but they really truly are great teachers. Now, that sounds super inconsistent, but it is true. These teachers speak with so much patience and present the information the kids need to know. They really love their kids and work hard to teach them. In my mind, that is a fabulous teacher. Where they lack is in the resources. They don’t have access to the latest journal that will tell them the best teaching method for this or that. And, their teachers didn’t have access to these things. The teachers today are teaching the same way they were taught; The community’s ancient methods of communication smashed together with catholic school discipline has lead them to this awkward in-between that confuses the teachers as much as it confuses the kids.

Today, I was sitting in the 8-year-olds’ class jotting down notes and ideas that I can present to all the teachers in a series of talks I will give next month.

Here are a couple of the biggest challenges I saw:

Students standing up whenever they pleased to cross the room.

Students talking amongst themselves.

The room being disorganized, toys and broken books lay all around the edges of the room.

Now, I want to say, “Tell the kids they have to remain in their seats.” But the thing is, this is a communal society. Each child doesn’t have the resources to complete their assignments without the help of their neighbor or the kid across the room. Sharing is nothing that needs to be taught here, it is daily practice. For example, Mayeli only has three colored pencils and she is supposed to color a scene from the story they read today. So, she crosses the room to borrow green from Wily. Wily hands over the green colored pencil, no questions asked. But, Wily wants a ruler to draw his horizon line and needs to cross the room to ask Marcos if he has one while Mayeli goes to Stefany’s desk to borrow her sharpener. If the teacher didn’t let the kids walk around the room the kids would just sit there staring at her or start hitting each other for entertainment or something.

This sharing mentality is what leads to the need for the kids to communicate amongst each other.

Yes, the room is disorganized and doesn’t set a good example at all for the little ones, but, what are you supposed to do when there is no money for shelving or new books and toys? You just let them pile up on the floors. How do you keep the room clean when the building the state built isn’t sealed and sand and dirt blows in all hours of the day?

Then, I am there leaning over a crying 8-year-old and the strong waft of unclean reaches my nostrils the same time her frustrated words reach my ears.

Coming to these realizations today tortured me. How can I help here? Where do I start? With the kids? The teachers? Their parents? The Municipality? The school principals? The State government? The Country’s Government? Seriously. Where?

And the most confusing and frustrating part of it all is do I want to do this? Do I want to tell them they can’t share, they have to remain in their seats and figure it out. Do I tell the teacher she has to buy supplies for the kids when she has so little money herself. Do I insist she clean the room and get it organized no matter the cost? I can apply for a grant to get these things, but that isn’t in the least bit sustainable. And, above all, if I tell them not to share, to make it work on their own, what will that do to this culture in the enxt generation? How can I work hard for two years knowing the possibility of killing this unique and ancient culture? Is it really best for them to force them into a more independent and secluded Western nature?

This is the main question activists are faced with all over the world. They have to decide between advancement and old ways. What I have read and heard from philosophers and more experienced activists is that it is best to let the community decide. This sits well with me and gives me optimism. They asked Peace Corps to come here for a reason. In reality, I can’t tell them what to do or mandate they do anything. I can only offer information. I can let the people decide what they want. I can’t come in and say, “you should or shouldn’t do this or that”. What will impact the community in a successful way is if I first ask them what they want and then do everything in my power to show them what they need to make those things happen themselves.

23 Octubre 2010

Completely content I rise this morning to the sound of water running for the cows and the chirp of some tiny yellow bids I have discovered to have a haven nearby.

I pull myself out from under the hand woven wool blanket my host mother insisted I put on top of my sleeping bag. The blanket reaks from years of use without a single washing, but the simple beauty of its craft earned its place in my bedroom. I washed the paste from the pots and pans that was mashed potatoes and gravy last night. They giggled when my response to what I was making for dinner was, “papas chancadas” or ‘smooshed potates’ but they raved and so did I. There wasn’t nearly enough to go around. The local fresh milk gave the mashed potatoes a rich, thick, sweet flavor I had never tasted before.

Today is Saturday and we will go to the fields. They told me to bring my knitting, so the work most not be too strenuous. Yesterday afternoon my host mother, sister, and I sat on three rocks in our house and felt the sun set as we knit. The method they use is completely different than what I learned from friends in college, so my fingers were clumsy and young, but the technique has a simplicity and functionality that just makes sense. As the cold overtook what was a warm day our fingers tired but our conversations didn’t. By the end, none of us were still working, just sitting and laughing with one another discussing the day and how it passed.