Welp, I made it through my first whole week of living in La
Unión! I imagine that if you and I were to sit down for coffee, just to catch
up, this is kind of how our conversation would go:
cooking in the dark |
Tell me about your house. – I am conveniently located on the
corner of that one dirt road that starts to head up the mountain and the other
road where the busses stop at 5 in the morning honking their horn for passengers.
You know, the yellow house right by the park and the Catholic church? [This is precisely
what I said to a woman, trying to describe to her where I live.] There was
actually a political rally right outside of it the other day if you saw that
going on. It’s a nice house! I have my own room and bathroom, except that I
haven’t had a hot shower yet and my toilet constantly sounds like it’s going to
explode.The light just went out in our living room, but we have couches so at
least you can sit comfortably in the dark.
Oh, and if you want to do anything
in the kitchen, you have to do so in the dark too because that light doesn’t
work either. We have a nice oven/stove to cook on! Just the back left burner
doesn’t work and the front right one doesn’t get hot enough to do anything. The
oven temperatures are set in Celsius so I hope you know your conversions to
figure out how hot you are turning the oven on to! Normally I would say that
it’s fine to use the sink water if you’re boiling anything, but it’s been raining
so much lately that the water coming out of the faucet is brown so please use
the bottled water.
this is why we drink bottled water |
How are your Honduran neighbors? – They are very sweet
ladies! They do my laundry for me every week and clean the house. It’s a little
humorous when they come to clean because they rearrange everything. This week
they moved one of my tables to a different corner in my room and hung up my
bag, belts, and headbands on random nails around the door. They are very
attentive to our needs. They went to San Pedro Sula earlier this week to buy
some new things: a pump for our jug of water, new and improved light bulbs for
our rooms, and functioning shower heads. They’ve all been great additions,
except that the shower heads apparently broke when they were trying to install
them so now we have to wait longer for that treasured hot shower. Every time
they pass by our front door, they stop in and say hello. I tried to explain The
Big Bang Theory to the daughter the other day… she didn’t seem to think it was
that funny of a concept. Then every time I talk to the grandmother, I have no
idea what she says to me. She mumbles so much that I have to do my best to pick
out words and piece together the message she gave me. It took Morgan and me 4
days to realize that the bananas on our counter were a gift from them.
this is how I spent my Saturday |
Are you settling in to your new life? – I am definitely
adjusting to the Honduran pace of life. The sun goes down around 7 every day
and that’s when all [non-sketchy] activity ceases around here. That means I’m
usually in bed by 9:30 every night because there is nothing else to do. But
that makes waking up at 6:45 every morning fairly easy! Even when I get to
sleep in on the weekends, I’ve been waking up at either 7:30 or 8, so I am very
well-rested. Even during the day there isn’t much to do. Everything is just at
a slower pace in this town. I spent my Saturday like any other Honduran,
sitting on the porch and watching people walk by. I watched a movie, worked on
Sudoku puzzles, watched some kids place soccer, and swept the floor. I will do
a workout on a DVD some days; I usually do them when I know I need to shower,
and that shower is going to be ice cold so I get all hot and sweaty before
jumping in. [And yet, somehow that shower doesn’t seem any more bearable.] The
other teachers and I have weekly game nights. We take turns going over to
someone’s house to eat dinner and play card and board games. I always look
forward to those!
the storm rolling in |
Are you ready to start teaching? – Absolutely! I cannot wait
to meet my students and get to know them. This entire past week, I have been
working from 8am-9pm every day planning. I would take breaks to eat or just to
walk around when my brain was fried, but other than that I was organizing and
decorating my room, writing scopes and sequences for each subject that outline
the whole year, and lesson planning for my first two weeks of school. It’s
actually been rather hard to plan out the whole year, let alone the first few
weeks, because I don’t know where my students are academically. I doubt they
are starting at the level that the book predicts; I’m guessing my plans will
have to change drastically once I figure out where they really are.
And that was my first week of living in Honduras. This
morning at church the pastor introduced us to the congregation and he told them
all that even if they couldn’t converse with us, to at least give us their
blessing and pray for us because we all are making huge sacrifices to be here.
We have left our homes, our families and friends, and the comfort of our lives
in the States to live in poorer conditions and serve this community. I already
feel their blessings while adjusting, and this place is starting to feel like
home.
Pray this week that all of us teachers remain encouraged. We
are all adjusting to our new lives, and we each have our own obstacles to
overcome. Some are feeling more beaten down or homesick than others [they even
dream about going back home or being able to get all the things we miss] but we
all need support in one way or another. Pray that our first week of school,
coming up, is beyond rewarding and makes this transition business worth it.
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