It's been 11 days since we left Costa Rica. In the time that's past, I have slowly realized what this trip has taught me. I was already expecting to change at least some of my thought process and that happened. I expanded my horizons, saw new techniques, learned a better (and more fun) way to teach and gained empathy for the struggles of not only ELL students but any student that struggles.
First, I have reaffirmed that I am not a cut out for elementary school. I do not have the patience for them. While I have mentioned this before, I feel it bears repeating because it is always good to understand ones weaknesses as well as strengths. That said, I do love the little ones; their openness, excitement and willingness to learn. There were very few students that we met that were not enjoying school. This seems so much different than schools at home. I don't know if it is because our students have a sense of entitlement or if it is because Costa Rica is so much more focused on education. I see Costa Rica and see how their learning is focused around the global community. The Costa Rican education system is focusing not only on their own country, but how they are an integral part of a bigger world. Students are learning to become good citizens of CR, good stewards of the environment and to improve and impact the world. In contrast, there is an adept sense of entitlement in the U.S. The vast majority of our students have everything they need, textbooks, technology, Masters level educators; they have never known what it means to want. They see education not as a life changing step; not a journey to a better life, but an annoying requirement with which they have to suffer through. This ideology I believe is the key difference in our culture and societies.
"Demonstrate, don't Translate." This is the motto of Dina, one of the English teachers we met. I found this particularly difficult because I knew enough Spanish to converse with them (and really wanted to practice!). Of course, the point of us going to the school was for her students to get as much practice speaking English as possible. Dina, and others we met, believe in complete immersion. We learned from her and personal experience that when someone can speak your language it makes you try less to make yourself understood. This was something we were experiencing first hand in our host homes as well as our Spanish classes. Our Spanish immersion classes, while very instructive, had my brain going through sensory overload by the second week. Being at Dina's school also taught us how important it is to see to our students physical needs as well as their academic needs. All of the schools we went to were open air
schools with plenty of breaks and time for students to process what have learned. This is particularly important because students have a hard focusing on what they need learn when their brains are overloaded and their needs are not being met.
More than anything, our Spanish class was what really helped me gain empathy for my students. We were only in class for 4 hours a day. ELL students have to sit in 8 hours of class every day, learning a language on top of all of the other subjects (in English). After our four hours a day I barely had enough brain capacity to do my Spanish homework. I can't imagine having to deal with double the amount of time, learning core subjects in that language as well as having to deal with a home life that is much different than those of their current peers. Many ELL's families are more connected than what you will find in your typical US household. Our students often have responsibilities at home other than doing their homework. This is something that I have learned to take into consideration.
One school we went to (the Cloud Forest School) really piqued my interest. I have taken many classes that talk about the importance of project and inquiry based learning but I have not ever seen it put in place as it is at that school. At this school, I have finally seen what my professors were talking about and how school should really be. It was awe-inspiring. The school was a little community unto themselves, each helping the others, working together in harmony and enjoying themselves. I know that sounds a little crunchy but there it is.
Flexibility is also an important factor. While there, things did not always work out as we would have them. I have learned a greater range of flexibility and a more carefree attitude. This will come in handy for several reasons. By being more flexible, I will be able to see the silver linings to what would otherwise be an annoying situation. I am also able to show my students that life isn't perfect and it is the way in which you handle those situations which truly shows your character. It is also lightens the stress I will feel by an incredible amount.
I have become a risk-taker. I wasn't sure I had it in me, but I am happy to say that I am and I do. I found out that I was able to let go during our zip lining excursion. In the time before we left, I was nauseous and got more so as our time got closer. After the first zip, not only did I feel better but I was eager and excited for the next ones. I need to come out of my box, try new things, incorporate new ideas and implement them in my classroom. I am now more than every excited and willing to do this.
Students in Costa Rica are risk-takers as well. While in the classroom, we were witness to students willingly, even eagerly stepping out of their comfort zones. These students are being taught to think outside of the box, that mistakes are ok and that the point of school is learning. They are taught everything in context and with relevance. There is conversation between teacher and students. The students I met are able to flourish and are given room to grow. I see the excitement of these students and see the future. Innovators that will take us into the next century.
I see a difference between these students and the students here in the U.S. Having been in a school system for a few years, I constantly see students who are not taking risks. They are not encouraged to; whether by parents, teachers or administrators. I see many students who are only wanting to do the minimum amount of work to get by; and still some who aren't willing to do that much. Where is the risk? Where is the fun? We-the collective we (and the U.S. DOE) are hyper-focused on test scores, rigor and Title 1 grants than making sure that students are actually learning. Unfortunately, there have been times when I have seen students who have not done the required work being passed on to the next grade. There is no challenge, no risk for them, so why should they try? Our students aren't taught that mistakes are ok, and it is to their detriment.
This trip has also increased in me the desire to help students in poverty. Seeing the need in La Carpio has solidified my resolve to help those who need it. There are so many children in this world who not only need an education to raise their families out of poverty but also want an education. They know that a proper education is the only thing that will change their situation. One thing I have found is that the deeper in poverty someone is, the higher the need for an education and the more aware they are to that need. I know now that I will be looking for opportunities to work outside of the United States. Not because I don't want to teach in the U.S. but because the need is greater elsewhere and there is more flexibility within the classroom setting. The compassion I have and the need I feel to help is far outpacing my reasons for staying. If I do end up staying stateside, I know that I am now able to bring a higher level of empathy for my students as well as a richer and more cohesive cultural education for my students. Regardless of where I end up, I know that will have become a better teacher because of this trip. I have made many friends, become part of a new family and will never forget my purpose.
I would not have had this life changing journey if it weren't for Dr. Powell. Her expertise and flexibility were invaluable and her love of teaching obvious. I can't imagine having a better professor to go with (though I hope someone will pick up the mantle). Thanks Dr. P for all the stories and life lessons!
Saturday, June 20, 2015
Monday, June 8, 2015
Last adventures and saying goodbye
I am writing this from home because I wouldn't have been able to write this properly otherwise. My stomach started acting up on Tuesday so most of my day was taken up with feeling like garbage. Nothing was really wrong other than indigestion from knowing that my time was coming to a close. My mood seemed to follow the ache in my heart (and my digestive tract) most of the week. Regardless, Spanish class was an absolute blast with our maestro Carlos. He is such a trip! I don't think he understood half our our jokes but it's all good. lol After the previous week of brain-deadedness, it finally seemed to perk up and start to work again.
We found a kitten. As Bailey, Tess and I were discussing a meeting time for the following day, a itty bitty kitty almost got rundown by a passing car. :( Bailey insisted I take it home to my family (which I did) so it wouldn't die. My family decided to keep it, so they will always have a way to remember me. :) I named him Poco Loco...it was either that or Treintaycinco which translates to CRAZY in Tico.
Our last full day (Thursday) was ripe with adventures and sorrow. I spent the first part of the morning feeling as if I was going to throw up and the second part completely revitalized. Why you ask? Well, because we were going ziplining; something this girl does not do. I have a fear of heights (drowning and small spaces...). But after we did a practice run. OMG it was amazing!! The freedom I felt gliding over the trees with the wind in my face...the lightness of my heart was indescribable. The 8 zips we did were not nearly enough! We spent the rest of the day in our last Spanish class ( we learned a song that we sang at graduation...). That night I spent as much time as I could and got some last pictures with my Tico family before heading to bed. I haven't talked much about my Tico family in Monteverde. Primarily because we got along so well, I wanted to spend as much time with them as possible. They are a wonderful family and I love them so much. I know that we will continue to stay in contact for years to come.
Leaving is always the worst part about traveling. I cannot adequately express the grief that I have felt. I have made so many new friends, had so many good times and learned so many things; even in the short amount of time I was there. It was difficult to leave. I know that part of my heart will always be in CR. I hope to return one day to visit friends/family and see what's changed and what has stayed the same. I hope to bring the family along next time.
I have learned a lot about myself on this trip; and for that maybe more than anything else I am grateful.
We found a kitten. As Bailey, Tess and I were discussing a meeting time for the following day, a itty bitty kitty almost got rundown by a passing car. :( Bailey insisted I take it home to my family (which I did) so it wouldn't die. My family decided to keep it, so they will always have a way to remember me. :) I named him Poco Loco...it was either that or Treintaycinco which translates to CRAZY in Tico.
Our last full day (Thursday) was ripe with adventures and sorrow. I spent the first part of the morning feeling as if I was going to throw up and the second part completely revitalized. Why you ask? Well, because we were going ziplining; something this girl does not do. I have a fear of heights (drowning and small spaces...). But after we did a practice run. OMG it was amazing!! The freedom I felt gliding over the trees with the wind in my face...the lightness of my heart was indescribable. The 8 zips we did were not nearly enough! We spent the rest of the day in our last Spanish class ( we learned a song that we sang at graduation...). That night I spent as much time as I could and got some last pictures with my Tico family before heading to bed. I haven't talked much about my Tico family in Monteverde. Primarily because we got along so well, I wanted to spend as much time with them as possible. They are a wonderful family and I love them so much. I know that we will continue to stay in contact for years to come.
Leaving is always the worst part about traveling. I cannot adequately express the grief that I have felt. I have made so many new friends, had so many good times and learned so many things; even in the short amount of time I was there. It was difficult to leave. I know that part of my heart will always be in CR. I hope to return one day to visit friends/family and see what's changed and what has stayed the same. I hope to bring the family along next time.
I have learned a lot about myself on this trip; and for that maybe more than anything else I am grateful.
Tuesday, June 2, 2015
Arenal and La Fortuna
So I realize now, that I have not written about our weekend at Arenal. Javier and Braunier picked us up pretty early Saturday morning and we began our 4 hour journey to Arenal Volcano and the town of La Fortuna. We got to the town pretty early so were able to do a little sight seeing of the town and do some shopping. (I took a fabulous picture of the church with the volcano behind it...I will post it when I get home). We then went to lunch and trekked up part of the volcano where we got some of the most incredible pictures ever. [see my FB profile and cover pics] The hike was extremely steep and difficult as it was a new path that only opened recently. That being said...it was worth the trip and the view is spectacular.
It has sparked a love of hiking in me [much to the surprise of my husband Chris!!]. It started to rain almost as soon as we got back in the van to head to the hotel. We had free time but were pretty much stuck in our rooms because of the storm. It cleared up a little before dinner so we hit up the hot springs and then changed for dinner. We spent a relatively quiet night relaxing and then [I] got up for more time in the hot springs before packing up and heading out to see the La Fortuna Waterfall. We've seen many waterfalls since getting here but I will say that this one was amazing. You have to go down about 526 steps to get to the bottom where you can swim (we didn't), take pictures (of course!), and chill. I cannot even begin to describe what the view looked like but promise to post pics soon! <3 After climbing back up the steps we headed off to lunch and the 4 hour drive back to Monteverde. We got home about 6/630p and I pretty much headed straight to bed. This weekend was so incredibly relaxing. I felt at peace with the world when on the top of the look out point at Arenal and in the hot springs. <3 Pura Vida is not just a saying here, it's a way of life!!
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| La Iglesia con Volcan Arenal |
It has sparked a love of hiking in me [much to the surprise of my husband Chris!!]. It started to rain almost as soon as we got back in the van to head to the hotel. We had free time but were pretty much stuck in our rooms because of the storm. It cleared up a little before dinner so we hit up the hot springs and then changed for dinner. We spent a relatively quiet night relaxing and then [I] got up for more time in the hot springs before packing up and heading out to see the La Fortuna Waterfall. We've seen many waterfalls since getting here but I will say that this one was amazing. You have to go down about 526 steps to get to the bottom where you can swim (we didn't), take pictures (of course!), and chill. I cannot even begin to describe what the view looked like but promise to post pics soon! <3 After climbing back up the steps we headed off to lunch and the 4 hour drive back to Monteverde. We got home about 6/630p and I pretty much headed straight to bed. This weekend was so incredibly relaxing. I felt at peace with the world when on the top of the look out point at Arenal and in the hot springs. <3 Pura Vida is not just a saying here, it's a way of life!!
Cloud Forest School
This morning we got the chance to visit my Tico brothers school. This school is amazing. It was started because parents noticed a lack of their children learning English and decided to change it. CEC is a small private school on approximately 106 hectares of land in Monteverde. The school overlooks the mountain range of Costa Rica. This school is much different than the other schools in CR. During our tour we were able to witness many things about this school that make it unique. First it is an open air school with buildings spread throughout the campus. This school of about 150 students houses PreK to 11th grade. Students at CEC are encouraged to think creatively and use whats around them. They are taught to learn by experimentation (project and inquiry based learning). Every student we saw was enjoying their lessons. They are teaching relevance in a culture rich environment. What could be better than to learn about Science and the environment than outside? These kids are not stuck staring at the same 4 walls. Even the classrooms have large windows. And they get a significant amount of recess! Their largest class right now is 15 students. I love this school for many reasons. The creative arts are evident here in everything they do. The students in each cohort are all friends and look out for one another. There seems to be no competition; this is cooperative learning at it's finest. Even as the different cohorts are groups of friends; the school as a whole is a family. Parents are extremely involved in this school. Students learn about 50/50 in English and Spanish. They are also able to reflect on what they have learned. There is a look out point at the top of one hill as well as many marked trails and a large soccer field and playground for students be active, reflective and learn to grow. This school environment is one that I wish we could replicate or modify for the US. I'm sure it's not perfect but it sure is a step in the right direction
Side Note: Ariel was extremely excited to see me and to have me at his school! He came up to me several times and introduced me to his classmates. We didn't get to spend time in his class though. :(
Side Note: Ariel was extremely excited to see me and to have me at his school! He came up to me several times and introduced me to his classmates. We didn't get to spend time in his class though. :(
Monday, June 1, 2015
Empowerment, education and poverty
This trip has solidified my resolve to help those in poverty. It has reminded me that these problems have not gone away and the need for empowerment and empathy for others is at its greatest point. People are people. I think that living in first world country we tend to group people into categories and take an "us and them" attitude. We also close our eyes to poverty if we are not currently or know someone experiencing it. I am more determined now than ever to change the path that we are on. To be a voice for those that have none. JK Rowling gave a commencement speech to the Harvard Class of 2008. In her speech, she spoke of failure and that it is the "stripping away of the inessential". There are some days that I am so overwhelmed with the enormity of the situations of this world. I feel it pressing down on me and the burden that I have been tasked with. Education is key to reversing these desperate situations. Education enlightens us, it makes us realize that there is always more to learn. More important is that with higher education comes better paying jobs and an improved lifestyle for those families. Though this is not always so...Our guide Javier told me about situations where white collar workers are unable to find jobs due to the government keeping old 'traditions'. This bears further investigation.
Here is some info I got from Javier:
Signs of poverty are everywhere in Costa Rica. In the province of Limon, Fruit companies such Dole and Chiquita have hectares of Pineapple and banana fields. If you live in these areas, you are working in those fields. There is little chance for you to improve your situation due to the need and stability of the work. This work is extremely hard and laborious. The conditions conducive to the growth of these fruits are very wet and very sunny. Many girls who are in university cannot afford tuition so prostitute themselves in order to get through school. [ this seems to parallel the US somewhat.] Human trafficking is really bad here; is mainly in the tourist areas and those who participate are EXTREMELY discreet. [I will talk further with Javier about this] There has been difficulty in many fields of study with the lack of jobs. Javier gave the example of Engineers, Doctors and Lawyers who are not able to practice due to a lack of location and equipment. The government does not want to pay for the younger more up-to-date doctors because they would have to pay them more than what they can pay 'several old dinosaurs" [this means that the new innovative techniques are being lost] These people/men are now having to turn to tourism to feed their families. There are doctors working as chauffeurs; lawyers working as souvenir shopkeepers and engineers running destination activities.
Reviews and Religion
My little Tico brother is so cute. Last week I was able to go to his end of year poetry review. Amabelize told me that the Cloud Forest school is the only school that does inquiry learning. It was wonderful to watch and see how proud he was about his performance. I was surprised to see how much English the students know. The 10th graders we extremely well spoken. The school seems kind of crunchy but really cool. He is really excited for me to come see his school. We are only observing but I can't wait either!!
Friday evening I had interesting conversation with my Papa Tico, Fabian. It echoed a similar conversation I had with some of the girls at lunch. It initially started when I gave out the gifts I had for them. One gift for Amabelize was a cross magnet with Romans 12:12 on it. She began asking me about the way we as Americans felt about the cross and how some Costa Ricans don't focus on that but more on Mary. Which makes sense because Costa Rica is a Catholic country. We spoke of the meaning of God, different ideologies and foundations of the church and how it has been manipulated into something that is not what it was intended to be. Fabian could not understand the difference between communing with nature because God is all around us and the formal structure of the church. At one point, the words we were using were not conveying our true ideas and beliefs that we ended up using Google Translator to assist us. Our talk was amazing and really gave me insight to what they believe and how similar we are in our thought processes.
Friday evening I had interesting conversation with my Papa Tico, Fabian. It echoed a similar conversation I had with some of the girls at lunch. It initially started when I gave out the gifts I had for them. One gift for Amabelize was a cross magnet with Romans 12:12 on it. She began asking me about the way we as Americans felt about the cross and how some Costa Ricans don't focus on that but more on Mary. Which makes sense because Costa Rica is a Catholic country. We spoke of the meaning of God, different ideologies and foundations of the church and how it has been manipulated into something that is not what it was intended to be. Fabian could not understand the difference between communing with nature because God is all around us and the formal structure of the church. At one point, the words we were using were not conveying our true ideas and beliefs that we ended up using Google Translator to assist us. Our talk was amazing and really gave me insight to what they believe and how similar we are in our thought processes.
The school whose name we don't know (Los Llanos)
This week has passed by so quickly! We spent much of the week in Spanish class as well as strategy meetings with the Team Missouri for our school visit. Tuesday, Thursday and Friday we were able to spend some time in a school down the road from us. It is a very small school with only 94 students (I think). The 1st and 2nd graders we worked with had little to no exposure to English. We spent time walking around the school teaching them colors and emotions. They were all so cute! While we were there we noticed that the small area they played in was littered with trash..We were given permission by the principal/teacher to clean up the area. We went back to the school on Thursday but spent much of the time working with the students on Spanish Literacy. On Friday we were able to clean up the area; getting rid of old broken wood boards, broken furniture, paint, etc. We finished up right about the time the students broke for recess and morning snack. They were so excited that we had cleaned up the area and rearranged it so they could play.
As with everything here (and in education) we must learn to be flexible. We had planned to be teaching most of the time we were there; that obviously did not happen.
Our Spanish classes continued this week. After a great first week, I was hoping the learning curve would continue. Sadly, it did not. My brain did not want to function this week at all and I had much trouble focusing and remembering the simplest things. It was a bit frustrating; even if we don't get "graded" on this class. I now have an idea of how ELL students struggle to learn sole in English; especially as their grades DO count. It must be dificult for them to not only have difficulty learning in English, but it is mentally draining.
Every day after our 4 hour class we are exhausted. I want to do nothing more that eat dinner and not do homework. I could not fathom dealing with that as well as the potential of having to care for younger siblings. We discussed the speed at which the schools/government expect results and the testings that are used. My appreciation for ESL teachers has grown significantly. Being a teacher is hard enough without the whole everything else they have to deal with.
As with everything here (and in education) we must learn to be flexible. We had planned to be teaching most of the time we were there; that obviously did not happen.
Our Spanish classes continued this week. After a great first week, I was hoping the learning curve would continue. Sadly, it did not. My brain did not want to function this week at all and I had much trouble focusing and remembering the simplest things. It was a bit frustrating; even if we don't get "graded" on this class. I now have an idea of how ELL students struggle to learn sole in English; especially as their grades DO count. It must be dificult for them to not only have difficulty learning in English, but it is mentally draining.
Every day after our 4 hour class we are exhausted. I want to do nothing more that eat dinner and not do homework. I could not fathom dealing with that as well as the potential of having to care for younger siblings. We discussed the speed at which the schools/government expect results and the testings that are used. My appreciation for ESL teachers has grown significantly. Being a teacher is hard enough without the whole everything else they have to deal with.
Thursday, May 28, 2015
Down Time & Scrambled Brains
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The view at la playa Manuel Antonio. Yeah, be jealous 😜
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One thing I have not talked about is the amount of time our brains are staying engaged. After our time La Carpio, it was really hard to reengage in Spanish class that afternoon. The amount of emotional stress exhausted me for anything else. It's some thing I will have to remember when dealing with students who do not pay attention bc their mind is elsewhere. It's really important to me that they know that they can trust me. Even now; I think about Frederico and his situation and it hurts my heart. Regardless, I have been ending almost everyday thinking that my head is going to fall off my shoulders. It really is disconcerting the amount of language I feel I have to learn.
We finished off our weekend by driving 5 hours (well...Brauneir drove) from the beach to MonteVerde to meet our new Tico family. I was totally stoked because the parents are about my age and their children are kinda near in age. They are fabulous and I just love the kids. Tiffany is 19 and Ariel is 8. This family is much more open and welcoming than my first family. Not that they weren't great, but they gave me room and this family is very much a unit that I am included in. It's pretty cool. My biggest concern is that there are alacrons (scorpions) in the vicinity. ::shudder:: I haven't seen any yet and hope I never do.
We were able to go into a school on Tuesday and teach them in English about colors and feelings. We will be going back on Thursday to teach and Friday to teach and work on a "playground". It's going to be great! Even if it is elementary school. I know I know more than I did before. My brain is on function overload right now so I'm off to bed. But know this. Kids are kids are kids. They are able to achieve much more than we thing they are able to.
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Friday, May 22, 2015
A Band of Brothers
Today was a heavy day for many reasons. We visited the Costa Rican Humanitarian Foundation which is run by a phenomenal woman named Gail. I was easily the most excited person to meet Gail and learn about what she is doing in the area of La Carpio. After our greeting us, she introduced to us a quiet but handsome boy named Frederico who came knocking on her door the day before asking for food.
Frederico is 16 and is a Nicaraguan refugee that came here with his father and brothers when he was young. He sits quietly holding a pair of high-top shoes as if they were his most precious possession...they probably are. He is embarrassed to be the focus of so much attention when he is used to blending in. His hands and clothes are dirty from working in the garbage trucks. He tells us that he dropped out of school to help take care of his brothers; he only has a 3rd grade education. He would like to go back to school if it was a possibility but with two younger brothers, that is unlikely. When a family is in poverty, typically it is the youngest member of the family who is able to receive the most education. When this happens, they are able to raise their family our of poverty as well. But for boys like Federico, his chances of getting an education are almost nonexistent. Luckily he does not have any children or even a girlfriend but he still has his brothers to raise. He does what he must to survive. I listen intently to his story with tears streaming down my face. I cannot help it. I am hyper-aware of his plight and the plight of so many others like him. It breaks my heart into a million pieces. He has such a sweet personality. When he is done speaking, we say good bye; I hug him tightly and tell him I love him. I can barely get the words out. I can't help but wonder if he has ever been hugged or been told that he is loved before. It takes me a very long time compose myself. I just wanted to sit in the corner to cry and get it all out.
Unfortunately is an all to common story. Federico is only one of many young men who scavenge the trash trucks from San Jose in search for anything of value so that they can sell it to pay for food. The diggers and the truck drivers have a very symbiotic relationship. There is comradere. The drivers have no need to help them but they do. If they find something of worth, they set it aside for the boys. This band of brothers work in dangerous conditions, handling and inhaling toxic materials. After our conversation with Federico we went to visit the area where the valuables are weighed and collected. As we watch the garbage trucks pull up to us, we can see a few men digging around and jumping off the trucks. These men have sacks filled with all sorts of different things. Today, they are *lucky*. They found a bag filled with wiring. Inside the plastic casing is copper wiring. This wiring is very valuable to them. First, because it is dense, they are able to get more money for it but also because it is not found often and can be easily recycled. I say they are lucky but really they are not. To get to the copper they must first burn off the plastic casing and in doing so, inhale the toxic and cancer causing fumes.
I cannot sufficeintly express my feelings beyond the overwhelming need to help. Gail says that these men have wonderful work ethics. We can see that they are very polite and well mannered. One man told Gail that he is an artist; all of them know construction but are told there are no jobs. The Nicaraguan immigrant population in CR can be equated to that of Mexico and the US. Like the US, childern in CR are able to go to school for free. But many of the children in slums like these go unnoticed until someone like Gail is made aware. Hopefully Federico and his brothers will have a chance at a better life.
Life is not good for the women of La Carpio either. Some have the same jobs as Federico and his band of brothers. However, Gail has plans to create a craft business for the women in the area. (*this is RIGHT up my alley*) I met Ana and her son Randall; they are creating bags to sell for one of the coffee companies here. I had gotten the chance to talk to Gail regarding Trades of Hope earlier; I feel that God has led me to this place and I told her so. God's presence covers her and her work. She was interested in the work that I do with Trades of Hope. I would love if we were able to assist her in her work.
On top of all of this, it is our last day in San Jose. Tomorrow we are heading to the beach for a few days to decompress and then we'll be moving on to MonteVerde. Tonight is my last night with my Tico family. I have grown to love them so much. It hurts to know that I may never see them again. I'm glad we have Facebook. At least I will be able to keep in touch with them that way. They have helped me so much over the past week. They have been so patient with me! The emotional upheaval has been a lot to deal with today; so I'm heading to bed to let my brain finish processing. I hope everyone has a great night/day. Please keep Gail, CRHF and Federico in your prayers. It would me a lot to me.
God Bless. ~L
Frederico is 16 and is a Nicaraguan refugee that came here with his father and brothers when he was young. He sits quietly holding a pair of high-top shoes as if they were his most precious possession...they probably are. He is embarrassed to be the focus of so much attention when he is used to blending in. His hands and clothes are dirty from working in the garbage trucks. He tells us that he dropped out of school to help take care of his brothers; he only has a 3rd grade education. He would like to go back to school if it was a possibility but with two younger brothers, that is unlikely. When a family is in poverty, typically it is the youngest member of the family who is able to receive the most education. When this happens, they are able to raise their family our of poverty as well. But for boys like Federico, his chances of getting an education are almost nonexistent. Luckily he does not have any children or even a girlfriend but he still has his brothers to raise. He does what he must to survive. I listen intently to his story with tears streaming down my face. I cannot help it. I am hyper-aware of his plight and the plight of so many others like him. It breaks my heart into a million pieces. He has such a sweet personality. When he is done speaking, we say good bye; I hug him tightly and tell him I love him. I can barely get the words out. I can't help but wonder if he has ever been hugged or been told that he is loved before. It takes me a very long time compose myself. I just wanted to sit in the corner to cry and get it all out.
Unfortunately is an all to common story. Federico is only one of many young men who scavenge the trash trucks from San Jose in search for anything of value so that they can sell it to pay for food. The diggers and the truck drivers have a very symbiotic relationship. There is comradere. The drivers have no need to help them but they do. If they find something of worth, they set it aside for the boys. This band of brothers work in dangerous conditions, handling and inhaling toxic materials. After our conversation with Federico we went to visit the area where the valuables are weighed and collected. As we watch the garbage trucks pull up to us, we can see a few men digging around and jumping off the trucks. These men have sacks filled with all sorts of different things. Today, they are *lucky*. They found a bag filled with wiring. Inside the plastic casing is copper wiring. This wiring is very valuable to them. First, because it is dense, they are able to get more money for it but also because it is not found often and can be easily recycled. I say they are lucky but really they are not. To get to the copper they must first burn off the plastic casing and in doing so, inhale the toxic and cancer causing fumes.
I cannot sufficeintly express my feelings beyond the overwhelming need to help. Gail says that these men have wonderful work ethics. We can see that they are very polite and well mannered. One man told Gail that he is an artist; all of them know construction but are told there are no jobs. The Nicaraguan immigrant population in CR can be equated to that of Mexico and the US. Like the US, childern in CR are able to go to school for free. But many of the children in slums like these go unnoticed until someone like Gail is made aware. Hopefully Federico and his brothers will have a chance at a better life.
Life is not good for the women of La Carpio either. Some have the same jobs as Federico and his band of brothers. However, Gail has plans to create a craft business for the women in the area. (*this is RIGHT up my alley*) I met Ana and her son Randall; they are creating bags to sell for one of the coffee companies here. I had gotten the chance to talk to Gail regarding Trades of Hope earlier; I feel that God has led me to this place and I told her so. God's presence covers her and her work. She was interested in the work that I do with Trades of Hope. I would love if we were able to assist her in her work.
On top of all of this, it is our last day in San Jose. Tomorrow we are heading to the beach for a few days to decompress and then we'll be moving on to MonteVerde. Tonight is my last night with my Tico family. I have grown to love them so much. It hurts to know that I may never see them again. I'm glad we have Facebook. At least I will be able to keep in touch with them that way. They have helped me so much over the past week. They have been so patient with me! The emotional upheaval has been a lot to deal with today; so I'm heading to bed to let my brain finish processing. I hope everyone has a great night/day. Please keep Gail, CRHF and Federico in your prayers. It would me a lot to me.
God Bless. ~L
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| Federico walking home with a full stomach, food for his brothers and his new shoes. |
Thursday, May 21, 2015
!No Oso Perezoso's Aqui!
Tomorrow we will have been here for one week. I cannot believe how fast our time here is going. I wish I could have posted every day but we just don't have the time. :) It seems like only yesterday I met my Mama Tica and her family. I remember being so nervous because I didn't know enough Spanish. After tomorrow night I won't see her again. All that nervousness is behind me know.
Today and Tuesday we were able to go to the Calle Hernandez Primary School to teach English. We had the chance to work with the estudiantes in the first and third grades. They were so cute! It was so fun to teach them the different members of their familia and propositions such as on, behind, in front of, next to and around. They enjoyed telling us where to go and what to do. (I will post pictures this weekend).
Today we worked with the fifth graders also. They are more confident in their English and their teacher Dina has done a fabulous job with them. The schools are very different from the schools back home. Students here have more time to play and be interactive than in the US. In CR they focus on not just the subjects but HOW they fit together to create a bigger picture. It's amazing how much the students learn about other cultures. They are also very excited to learn; not just English but other subjects too. Being the only 'secondary' teacher, working in the primary school was fun but proved challenging because I had to constantly rein in my thought process. Nevertheless, I am still able to take that knowledge and make it applicable to my students. For instance, I can take what I have learned about the students here: having 'Brain Breaks", keeping lessons in context, working in heterogeneous groups, working to "demonstrate not translate" what they need to know and apply it to my classroom. It was noted that student do better when they are in an environment they feel comfortable in. We could tell that Dina's students were very comfortable with her and trusted her implicitly.
Yesterday we visited La Volcán Poas and it's neighboring crater which is now an acid lagoon. The hike was pretty long and steep but we made it. Our guide Javier is fabulous and knows everything about well...everything! Except the IDK trees..lol Seeing the volcano was amazing. We arrived early enough to actually see where the magma shoots up as well as the path the lava takes on it's way down the mountain.
We have had an intense amount of Spanish this week. I feel like I have learned more in the past 4 days of class than I did in all the years I took in school. Our maestra Ana is wonderful; I love the way she teaches us and puts what we learn into context. What we are learning we are able to put into immediate practice outside of the school. I believe this is the main reason I have learned as much as I have already. Immersion into a culture really is the best way to learn. We are being forced (in a good way) to learn and practice what we learn. It is necessary to understand and communicate with those around you because they may not understand English. This also makes me realize that while I know enough Spanish to get by (Tier 1 words); I do not know nearly enough vocabulary and know little about syntax. Still, I know there is a lot to learn.
So far I have not felt any of the effects of culture shock. I don't know if that is because of my expectations for this trip or what. I do know that for me, the culture shock usually comes when I get home. I feel that I acclimate well to my environment but when I return home; home is the same but I am different. At first connecting and conversating with the my tico family was muy dificil pero ahora it is way easier to comprehend what they are talking about. I was even able to watch a movie in Spanish and understood what was being said (Yay me!). Yo necisito más praticar porque I don't have everything down. But I'm getting there. My mama Tica and I had a wonderful conversation last night. We discussed many different things including some of her past estudiantes. It is amazing that she has been doing this for 12 años!
Tomorrow we are going to visit La Carpio. I am very excited to meet Gayle and her team. I am hoping to get the chance to sit down with her and discuss poverty in CR as well as her thoughts on the women empowerment and the increase of human trafficking here.
I'm off to get some sleep. We've been going nonstop and I will be enjoying a sleep in (until 6am).
End Note: Yes I know that this is in "Spanglish" I believe it is necessary to keep it as I wrote it to show how my thought processes are being affected.
Today and Tuesday we were able to go to the Calle Hernandez Primary School to teach English. We had the chance to work with the estudiantes in the first and third grades. They were so cute! It was so fun to teach them the different members of their familia and propositions such as on, behind, in front of, next to and around. They enjoyed telling us where to go and what to do. (I will post pictures this weekend).
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| Juan Pablo, Rachel, me and Isaac |
Yesterday we visited La Volcán Poas and it's neighboring crater which is now an acid lagoon. The hike was pretty long and steep but we made it. Our guide Javier is fabulous and knows everything about well...everything! Except the IDK trees..lol Seeing the volcano was amazing. We arrived early enough to actually see where the magma shoots up as well as the path the lava takes on it's way down the mountain.
We have had an intense amount of Spanish this week. I feel like I have learned more in the past 4 days of class than I did in all the years I took in school. Our maestra Ana is wonderful; I love the way she teaches us and puts what we learn into context. What we are learning we are able to put into immediate practice outside of the school. I believe this is the main reason I have learned as much as I have already. Immersion into a culture really is the best way to learn. We are being forced (in a good way) to learn and practice what we learn. It is necessary to understand and communicate with those around you because they may not understand English. This also makes me realize that while I know enough Spanish to get by (Tier 1 words); I do not know nearly enough vocabulary and know little about syntax. Still, I know there is a lot to learn.
So far I have not felt any of the effects of culture shock. I don't know if that is because of my expectations for this trip or what. I do know that for me, the culture shock usually comes when I get home. I feel that I acclimate well to my environment but when I return home; home is the same but I am different. At first connecting and conversating with the my tico family was muy dificil pero ahora it is way easier to comprehend what they are talking about. I was even able to watch a movie in Spanish and understood what was being said (Yay me!). Yo necisito más praticar porque I don't have everything down. But I'm getting there. My mama Tica and I had a wonderful conversation last night. We discussed many different things including some of her past estudiantes. It is amazing that she has been doing this for 12 años!
Tomorrow we are going to visit La Carpio. I am very excited to meet Gayle and her team. I am hoping to get the chance to sit down with her and discuss poverty in CR as well as her thoughts on the women empowerment and the increase of human trafficking here.
I'm off to get some sleep. We've been going nonstop and I will be enjoying a sleep in (until 6am).
This Perezoso (sloth) is taking a siesta!
End Note: Yes I know that this is in "Spanglish" I believe it is necessary to keep it as I wrote it to show how my thought processes are being affected.
Sunday, May 17, 2015
Pura Vida
Hola from Costa Rica!! We have been so busy I have barely had time to breathe! It's been an exciting trip so far. We breezed through customs (it always makes me nervous) and met Jorge and Jenni, two of the people working at CPI. After arriving we stopped at the banco (bank) to convert our money. That was an experience I won't forget! Even standing in line at the bank is different. I was so nervous that I almost forgot to get my passport back from the teller! We went to a cute restaurant for lunch (ceviche...yum),and then got the lay of the land in San Joaquin. It was fabulous seeing all the new things; My senses were pretty overwhelmed by the end of the day. We were able to stop at a farmers market and taste and see all the different fruits and vegetables they have to offer. Guava looks like a green boomerang and its fruit looks and tastes like sweet cotton balls. There is a lot of texture differences.
Yesterday, we went to La Paz Waterfalls and stopped at a coffee farm. We got a great lesson on the differences and blends of coffee; I got tons of pictures! La Paz is in between two active volcanoes (EEK!) Our guide Javier is awesome and knows almost everything there is to know about Costa Rica. We probably walked about 4 miles yesterday, up and down stairs. The cloud forest is beautiful, there really is no other place like it.
After breakfast today we went to the museum, an open air market and the Teatre Nacional (their National Theater). The museum had a new exhibit out which fit right into my Social Studies content area. I can't wait to post pictures....Especially of the theatre! OMG it's GORGEOUS. The design and detail. there are frescos on the ceilings and many details are gold-leafed! I promise to post pictures as soon as I can!
About 3p we headed to CPI for our Spanish testing and introduction and to meet our families. I was so nervous about the test (and probably flunked the written portion). The written portion was all grammar - using correct tenses and forms...It's been a LONG time since I took a Spanish class. I know it's not a big deal and that CPI will arrange the class that is right for me but it was still a bit nerve-wracking. My oral went better (I think) but I didn't realize how much Spanish I didn't know until I met my host family.
My First Host Family
I met Nancy and Ilma first. Nancy and I are the same age and she has an adorable little girl. Ilma has Nancy as well as Carolina and Armando. I was really excited to meet them and they seemed really excited to meet me. During the drive to the house, my trepidation grew. I finally plucked up the courage to ask Nancy about Marisol and told about my family. When we got to the house, I was shown my room and how everything works. After I was introduced to Papa Tica and Armando we watched a little futbol. Papa tica and I bonded a bit over the game. :) They are very patient with me (Thank GOD) and more than willing to help me with my spanish homework. Ilma and Nancy have no problem correcting my grammar or pronunciation or prompting me. They have been great so far and I know I am going to have a wonderful time with them. The nerves are still there and being unable to say the easiest things are frustrating but with their help, I *might* be sufficiently fluent at the end of our time here. I am looking forward to the challenges that I will be facing. It's going to be interesting.
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| 3 of the waterfalls at La Paz |
Yesterday, we went to La Paz Waterfalls and stopped at a coffee farm. We got a great lesson on the differences and blends of coffee; I got tons of pictures! La Paz is in between two active volcanoes (EEK!) Our guide Javier is awesome and knows almost everything there is to know about Costa Rica. We probably walked about 4 miles yesterday, up and down stairs. The cloud forest is beautiful, there really is no other place like it.
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| I can Tucan, can you? |
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| Teatro Nacional |
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| The "Sitting Room" |
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| CPI Heredia |
My First Host Family
I met Nancy and Ilma first. Nancy and I are the same age and she has an adorable little girl. Ilma has Nancy as well as Carolina and Armando. I was really excited to meet them and they seemed really excited to meet me. During the drive to the house, my trepidation grew. I finally plucked up the courage to ask Nancy about Marisol and told about my family. When we got to the house, I was shown my room and how everything works. After I was introduced to Papa Tica and Armando we watched a little futbol. Papa tica and I bonded a bit over the game. :) They are very patient with me (Thank GOD) and more than willing to help me with my spanish homework. Ilma and Nancy have no problem correcting my grammar or pronunciation or prompting me. They have been great so far and I know I am going to have a wonderful time with them. The nerves are still there and being unable to say the easiest things are frustrating but with their help, I *might* be sufficiently fluent at the end of our time here. I am looking forward to the challenges that I will be facing. It's going to be interesting.
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| Mi familia Tico de Heredia <3 |
Thursday, May 14, 2015
Let the Journey Begin!!! Costa Rica here we come!
There are so many thoughts going through my head right now. This is it friends! I am currently sitting on a very comfy bed attempting to see to last minute details that I know are already done. I am extremely antsy and can't seem to sit still. 12 hours from now we will be on a plane; on the first leg of our flight!!
I can't even begin to describe the words that I am feeling right now. Exhilaration because I LOVE adventures, being new places, seeing and doing new things. Anxious is near the top of the list too. Doing new things (while I love it) makes me nervous. I am very Type A personality (those of you who know me are thinking...DUH...) So I feel like everything has to be perfect. I know this is definitely NOT the case, but what can you do? First it was what to bring to wear (shallow I know). Then it was if my bags were too heavy or too big...that got resolved. After that it was making sure I got everything done for work and home to make me being gone easier for Chris and the kids. Now I am stressing over the gifts I brought my Tico family. It's too late now and I'm sure they will love them but not knowing a whole lot about them; I don't want to make any cultural faux pas and be "that American".
The hardest thing I think for me will be learning to let go. It happened when I was in Zim and I know it will happen here too. As American's we get so focused on time and schedules that we really don't see or live in the moment. I am looking forward to entering "Tico Time". I think this will be a great reminder for the future. Whenever I get stressed out as a teacher; I will remember my time in Costa Rica and that some things are out of my control and to take life as it comes. This time will also help break down the wall of my 'perfectionist' self...another thing I struggle with.
My personal growth will always effect my professional growth; I am excited about this chance to learn more about who I am. This is all well and good of course, but I am also interested to see how schools work in other countries. I feel that God has led me to teaching and I know that he has led me to have a heart for international missions and those in poverty. This trip seems to be the chance for me to take a glimpse into my possible future. The desire to work internationally has grown exponentially in the past few years. I am almost certain that God is leading me, one step at a time to work in underdeveloped nations. I don't know when or how. In the meantime, I will be able to use my experiences from this trip here at home. By living with a host family, I am (albeit, temporarily) becoming a part of their culture instead of being an observer. Even with the language barrier (which will help me empathize with my ELL students) I am hoping to connect with my host families and the students we come to meet. These first hand experiences (the fun and struggles) will give my students a greater depth of knowledge and a more personal investment in their own education.
This trip is going to make me a better teacher, sure; but it's going to make me an even better person.
I can't even begin to describe the words that I am feeling right now. Exhilaration because I LOVE adventures, being new places, seeing and doing new things. Anxious is near the top of the list too. Doing new things (while I love it) makes me nervous. I am very Type A personality (those of you who know me are thinking...DUH...) So I feel like everything has to be perfect. I know this is definitely NOT the case, but what can you do? First it was what to bring to wear (shallow I know). Then it was if my bags were too heavy or too big...that got resolved. After that it was making sure I got everything done for work and home to make me being gone easier for Chris and the kids. Now I am stressing over the gifts I brought my Tico family. It's too late now and I'm sure they will love them but not knowing a whole lot about them; I don't want to make any cultural faux pas and be "that American".
The hardest thing I think for me will be learning to let go. It happened when I was in Zim and I know it will happen here too. As American's we get so focused on time and schedules that we really don't see or live in the moment. I am looking forward to entering "Tico Time". I think this will be a great reminder for the future. Whenever I get stressed out as a teacher; I will remember my time in Costa Rica and that some things are out of my control and to take life as it comes. This time will also help break down the wall of my 'perfectionist' self...another thing I struggle with.
My personal growth will always effect my professional growth; I am excited about this chance to learn more about who I am. This is all well and good of course, but I am also interested to see how schools work in other countries. I feel that God has led me to teaching and I know that he has led me to have a heart for international missions and those in poverty. This trip seems to be the chance for me to take a glimpse into my possible future. The desire to work internationally has grown exponentially in the past few years. I am almost certain that God is leading me, one step at a time to work in underdeveloped nations. I don't know when or how. In the meantime, I will be able to use my experiences from this trip here at home. By living with a host family, I am (albeit, temporarily) becoming a part of their culture instead of being an observer. Even with the language barrier (which will help me empathize with my ELL students) I am hoping to connect with my host families and the students we come to meet. These first hand experiences (the fun and struggles) will give my students a greater depth of knowledge and a more personal investment in their own education.
This trip is going to make me a better teacher, sure; but it's going to make me an even better person.
Wednesday, May 6, 2015
T-Minus 9 Days and Counting
Dear Friends,
As most of you know, I have been highly anticipating my trip to Costa Rica. Over the past several months my thoughts (and "neurosis"lol) about this trip have taken a back burner to all the other goings on in my busy life.
At last the time has finally come when my spring classes are finished; the last paper has been written and now it's simply a matter of time before final grades come out. It is now, on the eve of my departure that I am done planning and am (finally) able to focus on the adventure that lay before me. It is also now that I realize the largeness of my trepidation of going to another country with only the rudimentary grasp of the language. Needless to say, my dear husband has been ready with encouraging words (and the paper bag) . LOL (Love you Snootchie!)
Even with my emotional roller coaster (ranging from OMG what was I thinking?!? to Heck yeah, bring it ON!!), I know that this is going to be a marvelous adventure and the trip of a lifetime. Isn't that what this trip is about after all? Immersing myself in a new culture, seeing new perspectives, learning new things. Oh it's a scary and exciting thing - I don't know if I'm petrified or exhilarated!! As many, MANY of you (my friends and colleagues) have said, I am made for this.
Yes folks, I WILL be one of those crazy, quirky teachers who have wonderful adventures and bring back exciting stories home for my students. That thought among others will lift me high above my swirling emotions and land me on solid ground. I HAVE been made for this. This is the Lord's plan for me. I know who I am.
I leave you now to go tie up all the loose ends I need to before I go. I leave you with an excited and adventurous spirit and most of all I leave you with HOPE.
Blessings my friends,
~Lynn
Lord, please ease my reservations and open my eyes, soften my heart and let me speak with boldness in this new place; please grant us traveling mercies and servants hearts. Amen.
As most of you know, I have been highly anticipating my trip to Costa Rica. Over the past several months my thoughts (and "neurosis"lol) about this trip have taken a back burner to all the other goings on in my busy life.
At last the time has finally come when my spring classes are finished; the last paper has been written and now it's simply a matter of time before final grades come out. It is now, on the eve of my departure that I am done planning and am (finally) able to focus on the adventure that lay before me. It is also now that I realize the largeness of my trepidation of going to another country with only the rudimentary grasp of the language. Needless to say, my dear husband has been ready with encouraging words (and the paper bag) . LOL (Love you Snootchie!)
Even with my emotional roller coaster (ranging from OMG what was I thinking?!? to Heck yeah, bring it ON!!), I know that this is going to be a marvelous adventure and the trip of a lifetime. Isn't that what this trip is about after all? Immersing myself in a new culture, seeing new perspectives, learning new things. Oh it's a scary and exciting thing - I don't know if I'm petrified or exhilarated!! As many, MANY of you (my friends and colleagues) have said, I am made for this.
Yes folks, I WILL be one of those crazy, quirky teachers who have wonderful adventures and bring back exciting stories home for my students. That thought among others will lift me high above my swirling emotions and land me on solid ground. I HAVE been made for this. This is the Lord's plan for me. I know who I am.
I leave you now to go tie up all the loose ends I need to before I go. I leave you with an excited and adventurous spirit and most of all I leave you with HOPE.
Blessings my friends,
~Lynn
Lord, please ease my reservations and open my eyes, soften my heart and let me speak with boldness in this new place; please grant us traveling mercies and servants hearts. Amen.
A Word of Thanks
First off, I would like to thank the UNCW Summer Education Abroad and the EEMLS Study Abroad Grant Committees; without whom I would not be able to embark on this incredible journey. You are a blessing. I am honored and eternal grateful.
To EVERYONE over at the UNCW Office of International Programs, thank you for all that you've done and will do for us while we are gone.
Dr. Liao, thanks for keeping me straight with the deadlines!
Dr. Powell, Thank you for opening up this trip (and your home) to me. I expect you will see my OCDness come out a bit on the trip ;) , so thanks in advance for your patience...lol & I can't wait for us to work together this summer!
I would also like to thank MO and TC for their brilliant recommendations (and the late night texts...), without you guys I never would have received the amount in grants I did. You ROCK!
My last thanks goes to my parents, my husband and children. Your constant support, encouragement and patience have no end. Thank you for being excited for me and seeing the big picture. Without you, this trip would not be possible. I promise to come home safe and bring back presents! <3
XOXO
~L
To EVERYONE over at the UNCW Office of International Programs, thank you for all that you've done and will do for us while we are gone.
Dr. Liao, thanks for keeping me straight with the deadlines!
Dr. Powell, Thank you for opening up this trip (and your home) to me. I expect you will see my OCDness come out a bit on the trip ;) , so thanks in advance for your patience...lol & I can't wait for us to work together this summer!
I would also like to thank MO and TC for their brilliant recommendations (and the late night texts...), without you guys I never would have received the amount in grants I did. You ROCK!
My last thanks goes to my parents, my husband and children. Your constant support, encouragement and patience have no end. Thank you for being excited for me and seeing the big picture. Without you, this trip would not be possible. I promise to come home safe and bring back presents! <3
XOXO
~L
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