Sunday, August 31, 2008
Monday, August 4, 2008
I know it has been a long time since I've posted on this blogsite, and I hope you all will forgive me. I was overwhelmed with final exams, papers, and committments to projects and Rotary.
But I hope you'll enjoy reading this reflection from my most recent trip to spend a week with a family in the Andes of Peru. I unfortunately lost my camera, but I'll post photos as soon as my friends pass me their copies!
An Unforgettable Experience
On Thursday morning, I arrived by bus to Lima at 5:30am weak in the knees from a long trip, covered in dust head to toe from the difficult road, and hungry because we had barely eaten in 19 hours, but somehow refreshed after an unforgettable experience living with a family in the Andes.
One of my closest friends from the University invited me to go with her and her cousin, Clery, to visit his family during the National Holiday, Independence Day. He had not visited his family in 2 years because it is such a difficult trip and even more so to take time off from work. I had no clue what the trip would be like or where we were headed. I thought we would be on the bus for at most 10 hours, because that’s about the time it to takes to get to Huaraz, one of the biggest tourist spots in the area. We were on a bus with no bathroom and the trip ended up being 17 hours! Almost half of the route was a thin dirt road that winded through the mountains at times with a steep drop off and nothing to break the fall!
The scenery was incredible. At night I could see the majestic, but dark faces of the mountains lit up by the starry night sky. In the morning, I woke just in time to see the snowcapped peaks of the Cordierra Blanca we had passed. We climbed higher and higher into the mountains towards the clear blue sky passing little villages, and every 15 minutes my friend would ask her cousin what everyone wants to know when they’re traveling…are we there yet?
We arrived just before noon, and were greeted by his dad, three year old sister Verenice and 5 year old cousin Alex. Alex even helped carry our luggage and it was almost bigger than him! Most of Clery's other brothers and sisters were in school; he is the oldest of eight. His mother had just given birth to a baby girl in February, and the most incredible part is that she did it on her own! There are no clinics nearby for medical help, and they are also somewhat superstitious, believing that if there is anyone in the room the baby will not be born.
The family still speaks quechua, the indigenous language from Incan times. Their home has dirt floors with straw and lamina roofs. They have no sewage, but do receive a little electricity (that doesn’t always work) for lighting at night in the kitchen and the rooms.
It was freezing cold! We were about 3500 km in altitude, and Clery had said it was warm during the afternoons, so I didn't pack heavy clothes. I slept with five heavy blankets and every morning huddled near the fire burning in the kitchen.
Far from usual comforts, you don’t recognize the difference when you’re opening your heart to new experiences and people.
I came to know and love the family very well. They invited me to help in certain chores, because I wanted to learn. I know my family and friends would find it REALLY hard to believe (being almost a vegetarian), but I caught and helped cleaned the animals I ate! I also helped collect water from a nearby pond to use for cooking and bathing and harvest lima beans for the Pachamanca.
On our last day we hiked down to an open field nearby where cows were grazing with all of the cousins, grandparents, aunts, uncles and had their version of a family picnic, the Pachamanca. Pachamanca is a meal cooked below the earth on a bed of hot coals. It starts with a layer of coals, then you add a layer of meat, potatoes, lima beans, squash and cover it with earth, letting it sit for at least an hour to cook. We also added a certain kind of tamale with flour made from potatoes and sugar (Chuño)....delicious!
It was a big event and a lot of the family was over at our house the evening before, crowded in the small kitchen preparing the food. We milled the potatoes and wrapped the tamales while the grandmother and cousins were on the floor removing shells from some nuts. The whole family shared in stories, laughing and talking the night away. Usually the family goes to sleep around 8 or 9 at night, but we didn’t get to bed until 12am! The actual day of the Pachamanca was incredible, with the entire family sharing in the meal, the kids running and shouting, everyone laughing, and traditional huanyo music playing from a small radio with a gorgeous view of the valley from where we sat.
HUAYNO and Fiesta de Patria
During my stay, I really learned to appreciate the traditional music and dance from the sierra known as Huayno. It is danced with a simple step that looks easy, but was actually difficult! It has a quick beat, but a lamenting tune coming from the harp and singer whose lyrics usually describe broken hearts, cheating, deception and drinking.
All over Peru the people were celebrating Independence Day. In the small village where I stayed, the Fiesta is sponsored by someone or some family that moves to the city, works hard all year and pays for the band, dances, and fireworks displays. It becomes a grand celebration with a lot of people that return from Lima to visit their families in the village and participate in the festivities.
On the first night, the kids marched around the village carrying torches in the shapes of stars, airplanes, boats and more, made by bending branches and covering them with the colors of the Peruvian flag. The next morning, there were more parades and skits put on by the primary and secondary schools, followed by a soccer game in the evening.
The last night we were there, the sponsor had managed to contract a famous Huayno singer for the biggest celebration. While we danced to her songs of cheating lovers, they lit up a tower of fireworks. We dodged the sparks flying towards us and then the whole crowd parted when the “Vaca Loca” (crazy cow) entered. The Vaca Loca shot fireworks and danced in circles; once you thought it had run out of fire and tried to return to the dance floor, it would start up again!
I had an AMAZING time. It was also great to escape from the city where there is a lot of contamination, loud noise and crime, and spend a week under clear, starry night skies, fresh air, and everyone you pass wishes you a good day or greets you with a hug. It was also a difficult trip, one that gives me another personal experience with realities faced by families in developing countries and the issue of migration (At the University in Peru I’m in graduate program focusing on the issue).
The last night we were there, you could see the heavy sorrow the mother was carrying knowing that her son was leaving and taking with him his sister, the next eldest, to study and work in the city…a life very different from what she has known the past 17 years…..She may not see either of them for at least another year or two.
The Ride Home
We planned to leave early in the morning, but could not find transportation. The dad found a truck that was headed to another stop where more busses pass by. My friend and I hopped in the back, and covered ourselves with the luggage and whatever blankets we could find to protect us from the cold. We were bounced around in the back of the dusty truck (usually used for transporting heavy materials like sand or rocks) for an hour and a half until we reached the spot. It was a crazy adventure, and we took that same skinny dirt road I described earlier….I didn’t dare look over the edge!
We caught two more buses and finally made it back to Lima. I’m here, safe and sound, but with a changed outlook on life….and not because of the risky road, but because of the people I met; learning their way of life and about the hardships they face, and also sharing in their laughter and family moments.
I’ll start school again in two weeks…but before then I have two weeks to take advantage of more exploring and new experiences! And to advance in my projects with Rotary and Rotaract.
Lots of Love,
Katie (Gringa, Bishtaca, etc. There is a myth in town that a gringo, known as Bishtaco, lives in the mountains and kills villagers at night, peeling off their skins….so they began calling me Bishtaca! Another funny story was when the three year old, who barely talks, said perfectly when I entered the kitchen “ahi está la gringa” There’s the gringa! J )
QUECHUA LESSON:
This is dedicated to Kim, Meg and Erin:
The 7 little brothers and sisters loved to hear me speak English and giggled every time I spoke the language. They had never really heard someone speak it fluently, because they have little contact with “gringos.” I was the only one in town, besides the Italians working in the Catholic parish….they thought I was Italian at first!
They wanted to learn some English words, and I noticed the colorful blanket the baby sister was wrapped in so I took the advantage to teach them the color song: “Red, yellow, green, red, blue, pink, red, red, purple, green, yellow, orange, red, red” that Kim, Meg, Erin and I sang in the 5th grade at a talent show. They loved it! And they taught me the quechua translation:
Red-Puca
Yellow - Galluash
The rest of the colors they did not know the quechua translation, they knew only the Spanish, I don’t know if it’s because there aren’t any or if it is a result of the transition to Spanish and a loss in the Quechua language.
Other colors: Black – Yana, White - Yuraj
PS Supisiki means farter…just a warning
But I hope you'll enjoy reading this reflection from my most recent trip to spend a week with a family in the Andes of Peru. I unfortunately lost my camera, but I'll post photos as soon as my friends pass me their copies!
An Unforgettable Experience
On Thursday morning, I arrived by bus to Lima at 5:30am weak in the knees from a long trip, covered in dust head to toe from the difficult road, and hungry because we had barely eaten in 19 hours, but somehow refreshed after an unforgettable experience living with a family in the Andes.
One of my closest friends from the University invited me to go with her and her cousin, Clery, to visit his family during the National Holiday, Independence Day. He had not visited his family in 2 years because it is such a difficult trip and even more so to take time off from work. I had no clue what the trip would be like or where we were headed. I thought we would be on the bus for at most 10 hours, because that’s about the time it to takes to get to Huaraz, one of the biggest tourist spots in the area. We were on a bus with no bathroom and the trip ended up being 17 hours! Almost half of the route was a thin dirt road that winded through the mountains at times with a steep drop off and nothing to break the fall!
The scenery was incredible. At night I could see the majestic, but dark faces of the mountains lit up by the starry night sky. In the morning, I woke just in time to see the snowcapped peaks of the Cordierra Blanca we had passed. We climbed higher and higher into the mountains towards the clear blue sky passing little villages, and every 15 minutes my friend would ask her cousin what everyone wants to know when they’re traveling…are we there yet?
We arrived just before noon, and were greeted by his dad, three year old sister Verenice and 5 year old cousin Alex. Alex even helped carry our luggage and it was almost bigger than him! Most of Clery's other brothers and sisters were in school; he is the oldest of eight. His mother had just given birth to a baby girl in February, and the most incredible part is that she did it on her own! There are no clinics nearby for medical help, and they are also somewhat superstitious, believing that if there is anyone in the room the baby will not be born.
The family still speaks quechua, the indigenous language from Incan times. Their home has dirt floors with straw and lamina roofs. They have no sewage, but do receive a little electricity (that doesn’t always work) for lighting at night in the kitchen and the rooms.
It was freezing cold! We were about 3500 km in altitude, and Clery had said it was warm during the afternoons, so I didn't pack heavy clothes. I slept with five heavy blankets and every morning huddled near the fire burning in the kitchen.
Far from usual comforts, you don’t recognize the difference when you’re opening your heart to new experiences and people.
I came to know and love the family very well. They invited me to help in certain chores, because I wanted to learn. I know my family and friends would find it REALLY hard to believe (being almost a vegetarian), but I caught and helped cleaned the animals I ate! I also helped collect water from a nearby pond to use for cooking and bathing and harvest lima beans for the Pachamanca.
On our last day we hiked down to an open field nearby where cows were grazing with all of the cousins, grandparents, aunts, uncles and had their version of a family picnic, the Pachamanca. Pachamanca is a meal cooked below the earth on a bed of hot coals. It starts with a layer of coals, then you add a layer of meat, potatoes, lima beans, squash and cover it with earth, letting it sit for at least an hour to cook. We also added a certain kind of tamale with flour made from potatoes and sugar (Chuño)....delicious!
It was a big event and a lot of the family was over at our house the evening before, crowded in the small kitchen preparing the food. We milled the potatoes and wrapped the tamales while the grandmother and cousins were on the floor removing shells from some nuts. The whole family shared in stories, laughing and talking the night away. Usually the family goes to sleep around 8 or 9 at night, but we didn’t get to bed until 12am! The actual day of the Pachamanca was incredible, with the entire family sharing in the meal, the kids running and shouting, everyone laughing, and traditional huanyo music playing from a small radio with a gorgeous view of the valley from where we sat.
HUAYNO and Fiesta de Patria
During my stay, I really learned to appreciate the traditional music and dance from the sierra known as Huayno. It is danced with a simple step that looks easy, but was actually difficult! It has a quick beat, but a lamenting tune coming from the harp and singer whose lyrics usually describe broken hearts, cheating, deception and drinking.
All over Peru the people were celebrating Independence Day. In the small village where I stayed, the Fiesta is sponsored by someone or some family that moves to the city, works hard all year and pays for the band, dances, and fireworks displays. It becomes a grand celebration with a lot of people that return from Lima to visit their families in the village and participate in the festivities.
On the first night, the kids marched around the village carrying torches in the shapes of stars, airplanes, boats and more, made by bending branches and covering them with the colors of the Peruvian flag. The next morning, there were more parades and skits put on by the primary and secondary schools, followed by a soccer game in the evening.
The last night we were there, the sponsor had managed to contract a famous Huayno singer for the biggest celebration. While we danced to her songs of cheating lovers, they lit up a tower of fireworks. We dodged the sparks flying towards us and then the whole crowd parted when the “Vaca Loca” (crazy cow) entered. The Vaca Loca shot fireworks and danced in circles; once you thought it had run out of fire and tried to return to the dance floor, it would start up again!
I had an AMAZING time. It was also great to escape from the city where there is a lot of contamination, loud noise and crime, and spend a week under clear, starry night skies, fresh air, and everyone you pass wishes you a good day or greets you with a hug. It was also a difficult trip, one that gives me another personal experience with realities faced by families in developing countries and the issue of migration (At the University in Peru I’m in graduate program focusing on the issue).
The last night we were there, you could see the heavy sorrow the mother was carrying knowing that her son was leaving and taking with him his sister, the next eldest, to study and work in the city…a life very different from what she has known the past 17 years…..She may not see either of them for at least another year or two.
The Ride Home
We planned to leave early in the morning, but could not find transportation. The dad found a truck that was headed to another stop where more busses pass by. My friend and I hopped in the back, and covered ourselves with the luggage and whatever blankets we could find to protect us from the cold. We were bounced around in the back of the dusty truck (usually used for transporting heavy materials like sand or rocks) for an hour and a half until we reached the spot. It was a crazy adventure, and we took that same skinny dirt road I described earlier….I didn’t dare look over the edge!
We caught two more buses and finally made it back to Lima. I’m here, safe and sound, but with a changed outlook on life….and not because of the risky road, but because of the people I met; learning their way of life and about the hardships they face, and also sharing in their laughter and family moments.
I’ll start school again in two weeks…but before then I have two weeks to take advantage of more exploring and new experiences! And to advance in my projects with Rotary and Rotaract.
Lots of Love,
Katie (Gringa, Bishtaca, etc. There is a myth in town that a gringo, known as Bishtaco, lives in the mountains and kills villagers at night, peeling off their skins….so they began calling me Bishtaca! Another funny story was when the three year old, who barely talks, said perfectly when I entered the kitchen “ahi está la gringa” There’s the gringa! J )
QUECHUA LESSON:
This is dedicated to Kim, Meg and Erin:
The 7 little brothers and sisters loved to hear me speak English and giggled every time I spoke the language. They had never really heard someone speak it fluently, because they have little contact with “gringos.” I was the only one in town, besides the Italians working in the Catholic parish….they thought I was Italian at first!
They wanted to learn some English words, and I noticed the colorful blanket the baby sister was wrapped in so I took the advantage to teach them the color song: “Red, yellow, green, red, blue, pink, red, red, purple, green, yellow, orange, red, red” that Kim, Meg, Erin and I sang in the 5th grade at a talent show. They loved it! And they taught me the quechua translation:
Red-Puca
Yellow - Galluash
The rest of the colors they did not know the quechua translation, they knew only the Spanish, I don’t know if it’s because there aren’t any or if it is a result of the transition to Spanish and a loss in the Quechua language.
Other colors: Black – Yana, White - Yuraj
PS Supisiki means farter…just a warning
Monday, May 26, 2008
The Month of May
I can't believe the month has flown by so fast. The first weekend in May I attended the Rotary District Conference where they presented the group study exchanges, exchange student, and myself and the other Ambassadorial Scholar, Allison Garret. Allison Garret and I both spoke in front of the entire conference. I really enjoyed the moment because I had the opportunity to share what I've learned from my experiences the past two months (now almost three!) and to express my gratitude to all of the members in the District for the chance to work with them and learn from them. I am excited that I still have months ahead to help in their projects and build stronger relationships. It's only a year that I have in Peru, but I see it as a pivotal time in my life where I have the chance to not only further my studies in the university, but to also learn from the Rotarians by working with them in their communities and growing as a leader from that experience.
The following weekend after the conference we celebrated Mother's Day in both my Rotary host club and Rotaract club. For Mother's Day, the men in my host Rotary club organized a special celebration with dinner, games and Karaoke. I shared M&Ms from home in honor of the mothers in the club, and the members gave me a gift for my mother. The following day I spent the entire afternoon preparing food for our Mother's Day celebration with a fellow Rotaractor. We made traditional Peruvian refreshments and I also shared another treat from home, chocolate cupcakes. It was an eventful evening. The families of all the Rotaractors were invited, past and present. There was a group of about ten past Rotaractors that are now mothers and we honored them with the mothers of the Rotaractors. We sang a song for the mothers that we had prepared and our sponsor Rotarian shared a poem he had written. The whole group then gathered together to videotape a greeting for my mother because she could not be there. That evening I was also formally initiated as a member of the Rotaract club of Pueblo Libre.
I also had the opportunity this month to escape for a weekend to Huacho, just two hours outside of Lima. We visited the ruin site of Bandurria that dates to pre-ceramic time between 3,500-1,800 BC. It was fascinating to see the stone pyramids and ceremonial plazas they're uncovering which are located next to a lagoon that is visited by hundreds of different species of birds during the year. Huacho has several different lagoons located nearby. We had the chance to visit one other lagoon, the Enchanted. On the trip over to the lagoon passing by fields of corn, sugar and grazing cows, my friend was describing to me how crystal clear the water is, but when we arrived, we found polluted waters with stations for pumping chemicals and collecting fish in the center of the lagoon.
Half of the lagoon is owned by the municipality and the other by an association of mothers in Huacho who plan to use the territory as a reserve for conservation, tourism and to establish a shelter for victims of domestic violence (I am continuing to work with members from the community and a Rotary club in the district to do the same in Lima). The business did not ask permission from either party, nor are they paying taxes. The case is being disputed in the courts and I hope the members of the community have a resolution in their favor soon.
On June 8th the Rotary clubs of Lima organized a parade to promote the environment and awareness for Global Warming. Global Warming is a big concern on many of the political and nonpolitical agendas in Peru and around the world today. It was definitely brought to light during the summits last week between the European Union and Latin American Nations especially with Tomas Mueller's photographic exposition of the effects of global warming on Peruvian communities. The exposition is still up in Miraflores and I plan on visiting it this week.
Other than that, I've been super busy with writing papers and exams for classes. I am happy to share that the Spanish is definitely getting easier, but I still make really funny mistakes that give everyone a good laugh when I'm speaking. If you write to me, I'll share the stories, but most are not appropriate for publishing on my blog :p.
Lots of love,
Katie
The following weekend after the conference we celebrated Mother's Day in both my Rotary host club and Rotaract club. For Mother's Day, the men in my host Rotary club organized a special celebration with dinner, games and Karaoke. I shared M&Ms from home in honor of the mothers in the club, and the members gave me a gift for my mother. The following day I spent the entire afternoon preparing food for our Mother's Day celebration with a fellow Rotaractor. We made traditional Peruvian refreshments and I also shared another treat from home, chocolate cupcakes. It was an eventful evening. The families of all the Rotaractors were invited, past and present. There was a group of about ten past Rotaractors that are now mothers and we honored them with the mothers of the Rotaractors. We sang a song for the mothers that we had prepared and our sponsor Rotarian shared a poem he had written. The whole group then gathered together to videotape a greeting for my mother because she could not be there. That evening I was also formally initiated as a member of the Rotaract club of Pueblo Libre.
I also had the opportunity this month to escape for a weekend to Huacho, just two hours outside of Lima. We visited the ruin site of Bandurria that dates to pre-ceramic time between 3,500-1,800 BC. It was fascinating to see the stone pyramids and ceremonial plazas they're uncovering which are located next to a lagoon that is visited by hundreds of different species of birds during the year. Huacho has several different lagoons located nearby. We had the chance to visit one other lagoon, the Enchanted. On the trip over to the lagoon passing by fields of corn, sugar and grazing cows, my friend was describing to me how crystal clear the water is, but when we arrived, we found polluted waters with stations for pumping chemicals and collecting fish in the center of the lagoon.
Half of the lagoon is owned by the municipality and the other by an association of mothers in Huacho who plan to use the territory as a reserve for conservation, tourism and to establish a shelter for victims of domestic violence (I am continuing to work with members from the community and a Rotary club in the district to do the same in Lima). The business did not ask permission from either party, nor are they paying taxes. The case is being disputed in the courts and I hope the members of the community have a resolution in their favor soon.
On June 8th the Rotary clubs of Lima organized a parade to promote the environment and awareness for Global Warming. Global Warming is a big concern on many of the political and nonpolitical agendas in Peru and around the world today. It was definitely brought to light during the summits last week between the European Union and Latin American Nations especially with Tomas Mueller's photographic exposition of the effects of global warming on Peruvian communities. The exposition is still up in Miraflores and I plan on visiting it this week.
Other than that, I've been super busy with writing papers and exams for classes. I am happy to share that the Spanish is definitely getting easier, but I still make really funny mistakes that give everyone a good laugh when I'm speaking. If you write to me, I'll share the stories, but most are not appropriate for publishing on my blog :p.
Lots of love,
Katie
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Most surprising thing I've see so far:
Twice, I've seen a man walking up and down the lanes of traffic holding a pile of stuffed rats by their tails, and selling them to the passengers in the cars.....Maybe it's because it's the Chinese year of the Rat.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Rotaract Park for the Community of Ventanilla
I would like to share with you all one of the very deserving projects that I have the opportunity to work on with the Rotaract club of Pueblo Libre. If you have a moment, below is a summary of the project that the club put together for its promotion and I've translated to English. If you would like to be involved in our project, you can help by donating to purchase a tree or helping to purchase the playground set. We and the community of Ventanilla would be very grateful! Just send me an e-mail!
1. General Information:
Name of Project: Rotaract Park
Responsible Party: Rotaract club of Pueblo Libre
José Karlo López- President Eliana Medina –Community Service
Gaby Zegarra –International Service
Duration: 6 months
Place: AAHH Olivos de la Paz-Ciudadela de Pachacutec-Ventanilla Alta-Callao-Lima
Total Cost: 8,500 soles/3,150 USD
2. Introduction and Assessment:
Over the past seven months the Rotaract club of Pueblo Libre has been working with the community bringing them a massive health campaign, Christmas campaign, and food donations, among other projects.
In our continual work with the community, we have had the opportunity to see the needs they have. Based on our assessment, we decided to promote a project that would involve the participation of the community and benefit the children and the environment in the area.
We propose a "Rotaract Park," and we have launched the campaign "Plant a Tree, Plant Life," to promote the donation of trees that will form the park where we will also include a playground set for children.
The area in which the park will be located is a dry environment, where numerous children ages 16 and under live, and the only designated recreational areas are sand lots filled with stones and trash.
Thanks to the initiative of the Rotaract club of Pueblo Libre, the grateful community has designated an area of 800 square meters for green areas, with the purpose of developing a Rotaract Park.
3. Definition of the Problems and Causes
The problems the community has are in health, recreation and the environment.
Some of the causes include:
The community does not have any green areas because there is little investment. There are no areas where the children can play and enjoy the natural environment. Furthermore, the community suffers from pollution dumped by nearby businesses, and the dusty, dry environment provokes respiratory illnesses and skin diseases.
4. Goal of the Project
The goal of this project is to give the community a healthy environment with trees and a playground set for children.
5. Plan of Execution for Project
January – Launch and promotion of the campaign "Plant a Tree, Plant Life."
February – Clearing of the area
March – Design of the project (location of the trees, benches, playground set, etc.)
April - Fundraising
MAY -Plant trees and grass, put in benches and playground set, and paint stones.
JUNE-Inauguration
* These proposed dates are tentative and will depend on the community and the members of the Rotaract club of Pueblo Libre for their fulfillment.
6. Personnel
Greta Esmeralda Romn Clemente
Forestry Engineer
Anai Chang Escudero
Architect
Miriam Calla Coa
Civil Engineer
Eleana Medina Neyra
Nurse
José Chavez Campos
Accountant
We also have the cooperation of a local gardener and the enthusiasm of Rotaract members.
7. Sustainability
To sustain the project, the community and the Rotaract club of Pueblo Libre have agreed to transfer the care and maintenance of the park to the community after its inauguration.
8. Budget
Labor: Volunteers from the community and the Rotaract club of Pueblo Libre
"Plant a Tree, Plant Life" (40 trees, 1 truck for transporting trees and soil) S/. 880.00
Playground set S/. 6,150.00
Benches, grass, paint, stones S/. 1,200.00
Miscellaneous (transportation, paint brushes, etc.) S/ 270.00
TOTAL S/. 8,500.00
9. Monitoring and Evaluation
As mentioned, the project will be monitored by the Rotaract club of Pueblo Libre and the town council of AAHH Olivos de la Paz, which is outlined in the agreement signed by both parties; because of our continual work in the community, a special committee has been designated to verify the use and maintenance of the park.
On the Radio!
I was on the Radio! Every Sunday the FM Union Station dedicates an hour to Rotary for updates on events and projects in the community. I was invited to speak as a guest of the Rotaract club of Pueblo Libre, and had the opportunity to talk about the scholarship and my experiences in a new culture. They had a good laugh when they asked what music I liked from Peru because I answered Grupo Cinco! Grupo Cinco is a really popular Cumbia band that seems to play on every radio in every bus, and probably comparable to yesterday’s Inn Sync or Back Street Boys.
What I didn’t know, is that Peru has a variety of traditional music that both old and young know and love. After a special meeting with my Rotary club held in the house of one of the members, we toasted with the traditional pisco sour drink to the new Rotary year, then sang and danced to Peruvian music. They showed me their version of the Waltz, and I shared mine. The next day in the Rotaract (20-30 year olds) while we were waiting for others to arrive, they too began to play and sing the traditional music! I loved that they, like the Rotarians, knew every word.
“Pata” y “Pato”
These words are really similar, so you can understand why I might easily confuse them, and so did another Ambassadorial scholar! We both have funny stories with these two words.
Pato – means duck, Pata means- the meat from the heel of a cow, and it is also used colloquially to mean best friend.
I went to a restaurant with the members from the Rotaract club, and I thought we were going to try chicharrones, a pork dish that I haven’t tried yet, but when I sat down and looked at the menu I realized we were in an anticucherria!! An anticucherria is a restaurant for the popular dish anticuchos, the grilled meat from a cow’s heart, served on top of meat from the stomach. I had no plans to eat this dish, but they told me were in one of the best in town (there is a whole street of anticucherrias right behind my house), and it was an opportunity to try something new. The stomach meat was a little too slimy for me, but the anticucho was really good, and I’m not a big fan of meat!
While we were eating, they began telling me about more dishes I need to try, ones made with the meat from a cow’s brain and another with the meat from the heel of the cow! When they described how the dish was made with the meat from the cow, I realized I had already tried it! In cusco my family served me a delicious dish of soft white meat covered in a creamy sauce. I asked my host mom what the meat was and she said it was pata, I thought that meant duck, but found out after the Rotaractors burst out laughing I had actually eaten the meat from the cow’s heel! I’m definitely not going to confuse those two words again, but I’m glad I did, because I’m not sure that I would’ve tried Pata otherwise. I don’t think that I’ll try the dish made with the meat from the cow’s brain….although I can’t remember what it’s called….
Rotary Olympics!
Last weekend I went with my Rotary club of San Matiniano and the Rotaract club of Pueblo Libre to participate in the annual Olympics, where members from clubs all over D4450 come to share a weekend of fun, great food and friendly competition. I proudly carried the Sanmartiniano Rotary club’s banner in the opening ceremony and won third place in a Fooseball competition for the Rotaract club of Pueblo Libre. The Rotaract club and I also raised about $80 (around 240 soles) in selling raffle tickets to go towards building a park in Ventanilla.
I would like to share with you all one of the very deserving projects that I have the opportunity to work on with the Rotaract club of Pueblo Libre. If you have a moment, below is a summary of the project that the club put together for its promotion and I've translated to English. If you would like to be involved in our project, you can help by donating to purchase a tree or helping to purchase the playground set. We and the community of Ventanilla would be very grateful! Just send me an e-mail!
1. General Information:
Name of Project: Rotaract Park
Responsible Party: Rotaract club of Pueblo Libre
José Karlo López- President Eliana Medina –Community Service
Gaby Zegarra –International Service
Duration: 6 months
Place: AAHH Olivos de la Paz-Ciudadela de Pachacutec-Ventanilla Alta-Callao-Lima
Total Cost: 8,500 soles/3,150 USD
2. Introduction and Assessment:
Over the past seven months the Rotaract club of Pueblo Libre has been working with the community bringing them a massive health campaign, Christmas campaign, and food donations, among other projects.
In our continual work with the community, we have had the opportunity to see the needs they have. Based on our assessment, we decided to promote a project that would involve the participation of the community and benefit the children and the environment in the area.
We propose a "Rotaract Park," and we have launched the campaign "Plant a Tree, Plant Life," to promote the donation of trees that will form the park where we will also include a playground set for children.
The area in which the park will be located is a dry environment, where numerous children ages 16 and under live, and the only designated recreational areas are sand lots filled with stones and trash.
Thanks to the initiative of the Rotaract club of Pueblo Libre, the grateful community has designated an area of 800 square meters for green areas, with the purpose of developing a Rotaract Park.
3. Definition of the Problems and Causes
The problems the community has are in health, recreation and the environment.
Some of the causes include:
The community does not have any green areas because there is little investment. There are no areas where the children can play and enjoy the natural environment. Furthermore, the community suffers from pollution dumped by nearby businesses, and the dusty, dry environment provokes respiratory illnesses and skin diseases.
4. Goal of the Project
The goal of this project is to give the community a healthy environment with trees and a playground set for children.
5. Plan of Execution for Project
January – Launch and promotion of the campaign "Plant a Tree, Plant Life."
February – Clearing of the area
March – Design of the project (location of the trees, benches, playground set, etc.)
April - Fundraising
MAY -Plant trees and grass, put in benches and playground set, and paint stones.
JUNE-Inauguration
* These proposed dates are tentative and will depend on the community and the members of the Rotaract club of Pueblo Libre for their fulfillment.
6. Personnel
Greta Esmeralda Romn Clemente
Forestry Engineer
Anai Chang Escudero
Architect
Miriam Calla Coa
Civil Engineer
Eleana Medina Neyra
Nurse
José Chavez Campos
Accountant
We also have the cooperation of a local gardener and the enthusiasm of Rotaract members.
7. Sustainability
To sustain the project, the community and the Rotaract club of Pueblo Libre have agreed to transfer the care and maintenance of the park to the community after its inauguration.
8. Budget
Labor: Volunteers from the community and the Rotaract club of Pueblo Libre
"Plant a Tree, Plant Life" (40 trees, 1 truck for transporting trees and soil) S/. 880.00
Playground set S/. 6,150.00
Benches, grass, paint, stones S/. 1,200.00
Miscellaneous (transportation, paint brushes, etc.) S/ 270.00
TOTAL S/. 8,500.00
9. Monitoring and Evaluation
As mentioned, the project will be monitored by the Rotaract club of Pueblo Libre and the town council of AAHH Olivos de la Paz, which is outlined in the agreement signed by both parties; because of our continual work in the community, a special committee has been designated to verify the use and maintenance of the park.
On the Radio!
I was on the Radio! Every Sunday the FM Union Station dedicates an hour to Rotary for updates on events and projects in the community. I was invited to speak as a guest of the Rotaract club of Pueblo Libre, and had the opportunity to talk about the scholarship and my experiences in a new culture. They had a good laugh when they asked what music I liked from Peru because I answered Grupo Cinco! Grupo Cinco is a really popular Cumbia band that seems to play on every radio in every bus, and probably comparable to yesterday’s Inn Sync or Back Street Boys.
What I didn’t know, is that Peru has a variety of traditional music that both old and young know and love. After a special meeting with my Rotary club held in the house of one of the members, we toasted with the traditional pisco sour drink to the new Rotary year, then sang and danced to Peruvian music. They showed me their version of the Waltz, and I shared mine. The next day in the Rotaract (20-30 year olds) while we were waiting for others to arrive, they too began to play and sing the traditional music! I loved that they, like the Rotarians, knew every word.
“Pata” y “Pato”
These words are really similar, so you can understand why I might easily confuse them, and so did another Ambassadorial scholar! We both have funny stories with these two words.
Pato – means duck, Pata means- the meat from the heel of a cow, and it is also used colloquially to mean best friend.
I went to a restaurant with the members from the Rotaract club, and I thought we were going to try chicharrones, a pork dish that I haven’t tried yet, but when I sat down and looked at the menu I realized we were in an anticucherria!! An anticucherria is a restaurant for the popular dish anticuchos, the grilled meat from a cow’s heart, served on top of meat from the stomach. I had no plans to eat this dish, but they told me were in one of the best in town (there is a whole street of anticucherrias right behind my house), and it was an opportunity to try something new. The stomach meat was a little too slimy for me, but the anticucho was really good, and I’m not a big fan of meat!
While we were eating, they began telling me about more dishes I need to try, ones made with the meat from a cow’s brain and another with the meat from the heel of the cow! When they described how the dish was made with the meat from the cow, I realized I had already tried it! In cusco my family served me a delicious dish of soft white meat covered in a creamy sauce. I asked my host mom what the meat was and she said it was pata, I thought that meant duck, but found out after the Rotaractors burst out laughing I had actually eaten the meat from the cow’s heel! I’m definitely not going to confuse those two words again, but I’m glad I did, because I’m not sure that I would’ve tried Pata otherwise. I don’t think that I’ll try the dish made with the meat from the cow’s brain….although I can’t remember what it’s called….
Rotary Olympics!
Last weekend I went with my Rotary club of San Matiniano and the Rotaract club of Pueblo Libre to participate in the annual Olympics, where members from clubs all over D4450 come to share a weekend of fun, great food and friendly competition. I proudly carried the Sanmartiniano Rotary club’s banner in the opening ceremony and won third place in a Fooseball competition for the Rotaract club of Pueblo Libre. The Rotaract club and I also raised about $80 (around 240 soles) in selling raffle tickets to go towards building a park in Ventanilla.
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