The Mountain of Emotion

Although these past few weeks since my last post have been quite the whirlwind of emotions, right now I am nothing but happy, relaxed, grateful, and excited.  I am sitting at a resort (mooching internet) right on the beach on a cool breezy day with a new storm rolling in waiting for my cousin and best friend to show up.  I just finished skyping my parents and talking to one of the best friends I could ask for. Not too mention I am drinking a beer, even if it is a cheap low quality Panamanian beer.  Tomorrow will be another day entirely when my cousin will embark in the adventure of heading into the Comarca Ngabe Bugle with me and I couldn’t be anymore excited.

Gonna kick this blog off with the “goods” and do it Peace Corps style.  This involves making a sandwich, start with the good, put the “bads” in the middle and finish it off with more “goods”. I have finally gotten start with a few more project related activities so I finally feel like I am doing something instead of just getting to know the community and people better, which is equally important.  In honor of National Handwashing Day I gave a “charla” to the kids at the nearest school in the neighboring community.  This school is K-6, includes about 4 towns, and has about 200 students.  The people in my community hardly know what soap is except to wash there clothes and definitely don’t know the benefits of using soap to wash hands after going to the bathroom or before cooking, so it is best to start by molding the minds of the young!  I thought it was a success after I finished the talk, mainly filled with activities, but wasn’t quite sure because the Ngbere people aren’t none to show much emotion or be very interactive.  However, when visiting housing and hearing kids say, “this is my soap” or “I just washed my hands with soap” or “Eti, when are you going to give another charla” makes me realize they did take something away from this!  I also had my first community meeting. I went all out and even made little invitations with colors and drawings for every house!  The day before I was so nervous that no one was going to show up because some of my main people weren’t coming! I was being a little pessimistic and planning for a failure.  It turned out to be quite the opposite of a failure.  I had many more people show up than expected, women, men, children, teenagers!  They people showed up promptly two hours late as planned!  I could not have predicted they would have been so participative and out spoken.  It was a 3 hour meeting filled with hands on activities: community mapping, daily schedule, and a seasonal calendar, all divided in two groups by gender!  The people spoke up and even did some critical thinking, still sitting on my cloud from how well it went.  They even liked my coffee and they are very picking about having over a ton of sugar in their water coffee.

It has all been ups these past few weeks.  It is still a challenge every day getting integrated especially learning languages.  It can be really hard at times when I am sick or starving because I have only gotten white rice that day but it’s how the people live too, sometimes there isn’t much food to harvest and there isn’t money!  I also have a host brother that very very sick and had been sitting in the hammock deteriorating rapidly.  He has been sick for quite some time and the doctors had thought he may have a brain infection.  Before they hiked him out of my site in a hammock, he could hardly walk, was barely eating and dry heaving a lot.  Times have been really hard in my host family so I would like all the readers to keep them in their thoughts and prayers.  When i returned to my site last week after getting internet and packages my host mom and dad were at the hospital with him. He has now been transported to Panama City for better care and my host dad went with him.  No news yet on his condition.

Sandwich. I started a garden! Also it isn’t looking all that healthy, sure is worth a shot and we will see what comes out of it.  I will have to keep a picture of it soon! My first house is being built! The guy with the chainsaw finally came and started cutting down the trees to make the wood out of.  How many people can say they watched their house being built from the trees being cut down! Can’t wait for it to be done and live on my own with my future kitty!

I saw a chicken lay an egg without a shell, I don’t know who was more confused me or the chicken…

My ladies got a great laugh picturing me in a loin cloth which is what the indigenous people used to wear…

I showed my host family pictures with my friends and it was like where is Waldo for each picture, they just didn’t know which one I was…

I learned there is a universal sound to I am walking in on you naked bathing….

I TRIED to eat a chicken neck?…

Taught my siblings to play slap Jack! They thought it was so funny!

Things I shouldn’t be used to:

  • Covered in bug bites
  • Giant spiders/bigs in my bedroom
  • Plain white rice, more than once a day
  • 3 year olds using machetes
  • Walking/hiking everywhere I want to go
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Sunset from my host family!
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Moooooooo
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Saw this on a morning jungle adventure (Run) and couldn’t resist going home for the camera!
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Oh the things the camera can do
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Just getting artsy
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Throwing it back, the olden days.
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This is me in my “nagua” with some of the kids after my hand washing talk!
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Some of the kiddos!
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This house is sitting up on a hill all by itself, it is super crazy because the bottom is made of concrete which is unheard of! The only concrete is at the school. What a shame that is got abandoned.
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The invitations to my very first meeting 🙂

The women of the land

I was sitting on that rock in the right using my phone when this happened!
I was sitting on that rock in the right using my phone when this happened!
View from cell phone hill
View from cell phone hill
Future kitties??
Future kitties??
Host "sisters" and host "nephew" harvesting rice
Host “sisters” and host “nephew” harvesting rice
My "brothers" heading out to spray the crops.
My “brothers” heading out to spray the crops.

I have survived quite a lot coming out of the last few weeks. My return trip back from town turned out to be more than I bargained for. So caught up in blogging for y’all that I took my transit a bit to late and was left to start my hike at dusk with only a reading light, one strap on my backpack, my new machete and a torrential downpour. Hey I’m still here to tell the story. The next few days followed with a broken cell phone, broken headlamp, broken tevas, and a broken soccer ball (it took the rascals just two weeks to pop it, ohh barbed wire), but yet not a broken spirit!

The women of the land are my inspiration on a down day, or a day when I am overwhelmed my chance, or a day I miss my family and friends or even a day when I just want to kill ALL roosters! Elvia is my new found friend. I was walking around on a Saturday, their holy day because my whole community is Adventist. Elvia is a churchy lady, in fact, her husband is more or less the pastor at church, she always kick off the mass, and she lives right next to the church. I had yet to visit this family much, if at all, and decided to hang out after church. Of course I was greeted with food, even though that day I had already eaten two lunches! It was none other than white rice but there was sautéed cabbage on top! The cabbage I could manage, the rest went to the chickens I suppose. However, instead of being served corn “chicha” (juice) or sugar coffee, as most families would, I got a large Chicago bulls mug filled with homemade lemonade which I raved about. I spent the remainder of the day there during the rain shooting the breeze. She also said they don’t drink coffee because in their religion caffeine is frowned upon but they make hot chocolate from cacao. I told her how I loves that but no one had given it to me since I had been here. I asked Elvia what she was doing the next day. She said she was going out to harvest rice for her family by herself. I asked to join her. The next morning I showed up to her house and she greeted me with a big cup of hot chocolate 😊 and we went off to the farm. She showed me her ways but about doubled the amount of rice I could harvest. I went to get a drink of water and she told me she had brought me lemonade out to the field! It was only for me too, she didn’t bring any for herself. More time passes and she tells me that she packed me a lunch! Now this is a big deal for two reasons 1. The day before I told her how I was accustomed to eating little meals throughout the day in my culture 2. The people never pack food with them, they will just normally work for hours or until the rain comes without eating! It brightened my week knowing she did these special things for me. The rain is starting to come to she packs all the rice into a giant bag called a chakara in which she puts the strap on her head and carries the whole load in this manner. Meanwhile I am just carrying my little jug with lemonade. The whole journey back is uphill and she is carrying this heavy bag on her head, not needing to rest at all! I am following behind her thoroughly impressed! When we get back I tell her how impressive it is and she says that many times she carries a heavier load!

Other random jungle things:

Hiked to another town for church. Torrential downpour happened. Had about 6 rivers crossings on the way home. Grand Canyon ain’t got nothing on the Comarca!

I ate chicken from the patio…. Dire need of protein!

Wished my grandma a happy 85th birthday from Panama!

Host Mom is very curious and was asking me why 9/11 happened and what Ebola is!

Finally bought my first sword!

I had an intense, vivid dream about cake! Then I had another one about fresh cookies of every flavor! 🎂🍪😍

That sums up this blog! Check back in in a few weeks! Hopefully I will have a new update. Off to a peace corps meeting with my whole region! Then to the beach for a bit 😁