Daniel's Blog: February 2010

Hello Bloggers,

Sorry about missing last Sunday's blog, but you'll have to excuse me. I will explain everything in the following :-)

So last time we left off was Sunday the 14th of February. Monday started a full 5 day week at school with plenty of work to do. We are pioneering a school-wide science fair, which is taking a lot of energy. We should be completing it just before Semana Santa (Holy Week).

Speaking of leading up to Holy Week, Ash Wednesday (the day that begins the season of Lent) was on 17th and so we had a school-wide service.

Padre Ricardo (Father Richard) said the service and gave out ashes.

Here's Rony (middle) sitting with his kinder buddy.

It was a good service with lots of music and the ever-present Honduran hand waving.

The next day, Thursday, Liz and I had Maritza, one of the Honduran 7th grade teachers, over for a spanish-speaking only dinner. She brought her husband and her friend Carola. Carola has been studying english for some time now and wanted to meet us Americans.

Maritza made yucca con chicharon, which is basically yucca (a root-like vegetable), fried pork rhines and a cheese pepper topping. It was pretty good but I could live without the fried pork rhines.

Oh, and Maritza brought her two children also.

Friday came and after a long week we were never so happy. This picture was taken at one of our favorite restaraunts in town, Oregano's. We volunteers, were being treated to dinner by Kristi and Rob Privette before they left the next day to go home. Kristi and Rob are a couple who volunteered down here two years ago. Kristi is a high school science teacher in the states and Rob is a veterinarian, but they both are still involved in Olancho Aid. During the week that they were here Rob helped in the office and Kristi helped at school. She observed in my classroom and later gave me advice on how I can manage my class better...thanks Kristi.

Annie's son Tommy, enjoyed the meal too.

Besides making lesson plans for the next week and chores, we had the 6th and 7th grade youth group on Saturday. We had a few newcomers that weekend.

We talked about Lenten resolutions.

Then came Sunday, and it was a good one. I say this because on a rare occasion I get beyond my thick skull and do something smart like following good advice. This Sunday I followed the advice of taking Sunday off and using it for rest. In the morning my roommate Liz, Annie, Tommy, Annie's husband, Henry, Padre, a group of 19 volunteers from New Hampshire (who are here doing medical service for a week) and I went up to the little town north of here, Jutiquile, and went to mass.

Here is Tommy and Annie.

Here are the New Hampshire volunteers mingling with the locals during the sign of peace (la paz).

At the end of mass Padre brought all the New Hampshire volunteers to the front of the church to introduce them and explain to the congregation what they were doing here.

After mass, Liz and I were dropped off at one of my student's, Christian, property. He had invited us earlier that week.

Alejandro and Lupita, also 7th graders, walked us around the property when we arrived.

A rural plot of land.

Here's one of the neighbor's houses.

I was happy to be there.

This is Christian's little brother, Edward (I believe). Although he looks like a little man, he's only in kinder.

Alejandro and Lupita are cousins....but honestly, everyone seems to be cousins down here.

So what did we do all day....well, fish swim, birds fly and Hondurans (aka catrachos) play soccer... and so we played.

And then we ate and talked.

And then we played some more soccer.

We repeated this cycle of play, eat, talk, play until the sun went down.

It was a great way to spend Sunday.

The next week, this past week, was another full 5 day week with lots of things to teach, tests to take, science projects to work on, etc. However, outside of school some exciting things happend. On Tuesday evening I got a phone call from our principle Annie. Here's how it went:

Annie - "Hey Dan."

Dan - "Hey Annie."

Annie - "Guess what?"

Dan - "What?"

Annie - "There a new volunteer coming who will be living with you. He's from Boston and likes to play sports."

Dan - "Great. When is he coming?"

Annie - "Tomorrow."

I was excited that there would be another male volunteer for the first time since September, but I was a little shocked about how soon he would be arriving. Apparently someone in the office had thought someone else had told me, and that person had thought someone else had told me...you get the idea. Even if it was a geniune mistake in communication, it still adds to the wisdom any volunteer in Honduras should be told, be flexible and expect the unexpected.

Luckily though Tony, all 6'6'' of him, turned out to be a really cool guy. Here he is playing my guitar. His first day was a little rough though: he left Boston at 3:00 that morning, on the busride from Teguc to Juti, his bus broke down, and when he arrived a lightening storm hit leaving us without power or water. Badly wanting to be clean after a long day, he took his first Honduran shower outside in the rain. Liz, my other roommate, and I felt a little guilty because we had planned to play some "newcomer" tricks on him, but then reconsidered when we realized that just living day to day life is challenging enough.

But there was a good part to that day too. The group of volunteers from New Hampshire invited us up to Nazareth (the school where they are staying), for some dinner.

Benita did the cooking for us.

Then again on Thursday, the New Hampshire group took us out to dinner at a good restaruant in town, La Fonda's.

I had been waiting for months to try the pincho mixto (mixed meat kabobs).... mmm

Aww and Friday... In the last month we have started to play basketball and soccer with some of the local universtiy students on Friday afternoons. And now that Tony, who can dunk and is probably the tallest person in Juticalpa, was on our team we were ready to dominate.

Things turned out quite different than we thought though. The regular students we play against didn't show up, but instead a bunch of tall local guys did. I thought Hondurans were only good at soccer, but I was wrong. They ended up crushing us 5 to 0. Like I said, expect the unexpected.

Here's Sarah and Megan supplying us all with much need water after the game. (yes notice the water is bagged, not bottled).

Saturday found us at the orphange with the youth group.

We did some reading to the little kids, but the hit of the day was a good game of elbow tag.

go Lupita go

Jose Manuel, a 7th grader, catching his breath with one of the orphan girls.

Sunset outside of the orphanage.

Walking down the road after leaving the orphange.

I just like this picture.

And what is this you might be wondering??? Well, while I was eating dinner at La Fonda's on Thursday night with the group from New Hampshire, we got to talking about little differences between west coast USA and the east coast: I had never heard of a "snowblower" or didn't use the adjective, "wicked" example. "he's wicked smart" (actually this was more Tony's Boston talk). What the New Hampshire group was really surprised about though was how I had never had a peanut butter and fluff sandwich. They were so appalled at my lack of culture :-) they insisted I try one before they left.

It was pretty good.

Saturday night was their last night in town and so they showered us teacher volunteers with gifts: shampoo, Q-tips, peanut butter, etc. Here's Beth with a bag full of goodies. They were a great group and hopefully they make it home safely.

Then on Sunday I decided to go mass in Jutiquile again although today, I am sadly not able to take the whole day off like last week since I have to get some tests graded. Here' Annie and Tommy at mass.

Tommy's cuteness makes makes him a popular guy.

Actually I was pretty popular at mass also. One of the men came up to me after mass and insisted I have my picture taken with some of the local girls, who he kept telling me one of them had been to the states. Don't worry Mom, I am not engaged.

Here is what Jutiquile looks like.

After mass we were invited to sweet bread and coke in one of the local's houses.

And that brings me to the present. Overall things are great here. We have four more weeks before Easter break when myself and some other volunteers head out to Mexico. Currently on my mind, between attending to my teaching responsibilities and running around doing all the things I have just described, is what to do after this year: stay another year, go home, find another volunteer program. We'll see.