Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Futbol

Today - Wednesday - I went to a different local school because las ninas de Puente Casa were participating in a soccer tournament. The host school was slightly farther away and we could see the Volcano Arenal haloed with clouds and ash because it was such a clear morning. I met Vielka (pronounced "Bee-elk-a"), who teaches English there. She was very helpful and we watched the girls play soccer while she helped me with my "Spanish." I took some pictures and talked with some students. While I didn't contribute much the the betterment of the Tico youths, I didn't feel in the way, and that is a good thing.

We ate lunch pretty soon after arriving back in Cuidad Quesada, and I rested until Spanish class con Maria at 3:30. I love the Spanish classes. I feel like I'm learning a lot. Every day I've gotten a little more confident as I pick up more vocabulary and start to achieve some semblance of proper grammar.

Tonight...dance class. We'll see how this goes. Until then, here are some more fotos. My computer is being fickle, so I haven't been able to upload some, including the ones of the estudiantes practicing traditional dances for an upcoming festival. And it ate some pictures I already uploaded. Arghhh.


This picture is of Bajo de Meco, the slum which feeds into Escuela Puente Casa. It's taken from the moving bus, so it doesn't capture what it really looks like.


The landscape around Bajo de Meco


Just a picture in town


Juan. He smiled like this the entire day. He was very friendly, and his English was pretty good. He goes to Escuela Santa Clara, another local school


Some Puente Casa chicas



Random Tico chicos

La Casa


The front yard


The mural and front yard


The plant where hummingbirds feed


More hummingbird plants


Banana plant growing in our backyard. I am so artsy.


Cactus leaf. Again, artsy, yes?


Our backyard, as well as our dining room


The backyard


The den


More den

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Escuela Puente Casa

First of all, thank you guys for commenting. It sounds super dorky (but let's be honest, it IS a blog) but it is really nice to know someone is reading this thing and following along with me. The notes always make me smile.

So, days one and two at Escuela Puente Casa. The first day was definitely tough on a couple of different levels. Ronald, our driver, takes all of us to our placements. I was one of the last stops. Before we got to Puented Casa, we drove by the neighborhood where the majority of the students live. I almost started crying just looking out from the van. I called it a neighborhood, but that's not exactly accurate. We would call it a shanty town, or worse. The land was bought illegally, and so the government tries to discourage this by denying services like electricity and running water. The "homes" are about 13 x 13, house anywhere from 4-8 people, and they are made of found materials (discarded tin acts as a roof, rotting wood makes walls, e.g.). It's an odd juxtaposition: these almost uninhabitable dwellings sit right in front of a strikingly beautiful landscape - plush, green mountains capped with clouds. Fanny, the volunteer coordinator, who is incredible by the way, told me she will take me some time next week to visit the neighborhood. I need to go with other people and during the day, as it's known for its violence and rampant prostitution and drug use. It is shocking that any of these kids grow up and overcome this, or even grow up at all.

There are four teachers at Puente Casa, and at any given time, three are there. Ruth, Sandra (who is both a principal and a teacher), Natalia (teaches "kinder" or pre-school), and Channel, who is a very attractive male first and fourth grade teacher. The schedule is incomprehensible. Randomly kids will leave the room. Some kids take tests, some don't. At some unknown signal, students will get up and mop the front floor. Not knowing Spanish has made it very, very difficult to communicate with the teachers and the kids, but everyone has been patient with me. The first day I felt in the way and out of place. The second day - today - went much smoother. I observed Channel's class, played with the students at recess, chatted with the teachers during their break, and even got to run an activity with Ruth's class because she had to finish an administrative task. I had the estudiantes draw pictures of their familias and label the members in Spanish, and then taught them the colors and names in English. It definitely wasn't earth-shattering, but I felt useful. Sandra is going to cull a group of motivated students who really want to learn English from several classes for me to teach English to in the morning. Because the schools are so crowded, students come in different shifts, and thus it takes coordinating to organize a class for me to teach. That should begin Thursday or Friday. An aside regarding Sandra: she is an amazing head of the school. She is enthusiastic, compassionate, and generous. She keeps her school clean and safe and tries to set an example of another way of life. She has few resources but makes the most of what she has. I'm looking forward to getting to know her and learn from her.

Tomorrow, however, instead of going to Puente Casa, I'm going to another school in San Carlos because there is a soccer tournament, and PC has some teams participating. Channel thought I would enjoy coming along, because I told him that I coached soccer in the States. I'm really pumped because I can dress down too. Not that it matters, I sweat through whatever I wear. It's really hot here. I sweat no matter what I'm doing. I sweat sleeping. I sweat in the shower. I'm getting used to it though. Sort of.

Well, that's a lot of blog. I know that exceeded most attention spans. Especially Margaret's :). Just kidding. I can't wait til you get here, Margaret. You'll love the kids - they are so affectionate and energetic. When I get more comfortable with my placement, I might try and take some pictures and put them up. Thursday we're going to the waterfalls at La Fortuna (CCS organized and will execute the trip) so there will definitely be pictures of that, as well as our weekend trip to Manuel Antonio which we planned as a group.

I miss you guys!

Sunday, May 27, 2007

House Pictures and el gato



Sunday in San Carlos



Today, I got up around 6:30 and had breakfast outside at about 7:00. Afterward, I took a walk to the other home base, Casa San Antonio, where Laura, Ina, and Brittany (+ two girls who haven't arrived because they ended up in Panama....whoops) live. I got to see some of the city and took some pictures. We had orientation at 9:00 and learned about CCS and what we would be doing with our time here and why. We ate lunch of beans, rice (shocker) and some salsa and chips. Daniel, the house manager, then took us on a tour of the city and showed us some of the basics: the post office, the community pool, tracks, etc. We're now waiting to have our individual meetings with Irving where we will learn more about our placements. Until then, here are some pictures of the Cuidad Quesada.


Saturday, May 26, 2007

The first night...

So, I made it. And in one piece, no less. The air travel was relatively inoccuous and I even got an exit row seat to myself...booyah. Ina, Elena, Laura and I found eachother and went through customs and immigration and found the bus driver, Ronald, easily. I also met Brittany from Colorodo, Jasmine from New York, Lauren from Texas, and Caitlyn from Jersey, who came from another flight. Two girls are already in the house...Phuong who is going to Wharton next year (!!) and Katie from Alaska. They have both been really helpful so far in helping us get our bearings. There are some guys and another girl here, but they went out of town this weekend. Lauren, who is here in San Carlos for her third helping of CCS, is my roommate, until the next group comes in two weeks. Our orientation will be tomorrow and we will get a tour of the city. Then we jump right in to our placements Monday!

It is raining right now and is pretty humid, but the drive from San Jose was pretty and we saw the Volcano Arenal from a distance...it was majestic. It took about two hours. The house is freaking cute - charming even - and the staff are friendly.

I will try and get some pictures up of the house tomorrow, but it will be a pretty busy day!

Adios!

Friday, May 25, 2007

And away I go...

Well, I never thought I'd see the day when I would actually author a blog. I told myself it was because I wasn't that huge of a tool, but really it's because secretly I was scared that no one would want to read it and I would be wasting perfectly good cyberspace. As it turns out, there are exactly five people who care whether or not I get bitten on the face by a rabid spider monkey or absentmindedly wander into the rainforest never to emerge again, or both, simultaneously. Not surprisingly, I am directly related to these five people, and while it's their legal obligation to keep track of me in the event they need to foot the bill for repatriation of remains, they do a good job of acting interested. Additionally, my mother blogged her trip through Spain, and I refuse to be out-geeked by her. Thusly, a blog was born.

Here are some of the basics. I'll be in San Carlos, Costa Rica for two months volunteering at San Pablo Elementary School. The school consists of mostly immigrants, both legal and illegal, from Nicaragua, and the children of migrant workers. Because of the unique and fluid population of the school, it is consistently underrepresented in government census counts and consequently it is also consistently underfunded. Once I get in a groove and develop a relationship with the two teachers that comprise both the staff and administration, I will be able to take initiative in developing activities for the kids. I have no doubt it will rock my face completely off.

In our free time, we'll be able to travel on weekends and attend language classes and culture seminars during the week. Most of the other volunteers will be around my age and sound like they too want to get as much out of their time in Costa Rica as possible. Four of us will be on the flight from Charlotte to San Jose. It'll be nice to have some time to get to know them, as well as to have some company going through customs and finding our driver. The trip from San Jose to San Carlos is approximately two and a half hours. About fifteen of us will live in the "home-base" which is apparently in the heart of San Carlos. My sojourn in Costa Rica spans the rainy season, or their winter (is it really a winter if the highs are in the very humid upper seventies?), so that will make travel exciting (read: completely unpredictable), but regardless I plan on exploring as much as I can and seeing what the pura vida is truly all about.

Home Base Phone Number: (011) 506-460-54-80. You can call this number any time after 6 p.m. (San Carlos time).

Home Base Address:
350 Mts Norte, Parque Central
Cuidad Quesada
San Carlos, Costa Rica

It takes about two to three weeks for a letter to make its way from the States to San Carlos.

Find out more about Cross Cultural Solutions and their program in Costa Rica:
http://www.crossculturalsolutions.org/where_you_can_go/costa_rica/san_carlos/default.asp