Thursday, September 30, 2010

Strawberry-Avocado Salad

Ask Mom or Grandma: It´s by far my favorite salad, ever. EVER. I think I ask for it for every birthday and/or other fancy meal that we host or where Grandma asks which salad we would like her to bring.


Anyways, I eat it a LOT here, know why?
Cause fresh strawberries cost Q.5 a pound here. Thaaaat´s about, ohh, .75 cents. A pound. And avocados cost about .50 cents each. Its wonderful.

It´s not EXACTly the same as Grandma´s, because I have to make my own dressing (out of lime juice, olive oil and spices) (they don´t sell Italian dressing in Antigua)

But its pretty good anyways.

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Healthcare--CH and Guatemala

(We are now back to my section-by-section Common Hope manuel, as it is verry slow around here this week.)

Healthcare.
For starters, if we thought healthcare was bad in the states, just try Guatemala. For example. (and this isn´t even necessarily healthcare, just plain madness,) --nobody pulls over for ambulances. This is sad, but true. I do not know why; perhaps noone ever was taught that rule during drivers ed. (Or, perhaps its cause a large population of said drivers didn´t ATTEND drivers ed)
Regardless. It´s rare that people pull over for ambulances.
Also. The said ambulance drivers are actually volunteer firefighters.
The public hospitals have poor quality healthcare and have LOOONG waits.
The private hospitals have better quality, but cost un monton. (Mucho $$$$).
Affording to get to the doctor or dentist is something that almost never happens to many families in the rural poor communities in Guatemala.
This is one huge incentive for the affiliated families of Common Hope. As long as their children stay in school, the family as a whole remains affiliated and therefore gets access to healthcare at a free or reduced rate. But. If they decided to pull their children out of school to work and contribute to the family income? They no longer have access to our clinic and health programs. It seems like a pretty good incentive, to me.

At CH, we have a clinic with 3 Guatemalan doctors, 1 nurse, physical therapist, nutritionist, lab technician, community health specialist, and receptionist. We also have a pharmacy, a dental clinic, and a number of health and parenting programs. (for example, programs for people with diabetes and hyper-tension, two VERY common diseases down here).
The clinic and pharmacy are very accessible to families. The affiliated children (and pregnant women) always get free clinic access, but because we believe in putting a value on our services, and not giving them away for free, the rest of the family pays a very reduced rate. We are talking VERY reduced. The most a family member would possibly pay for a clinic visit is Q.5--or less than $1 USD. They also get medications from the pharmacy for an extremely reduced rate--medications that normally cost Q.90, for example, they can purchase for Q. 2.

The clinic is a primary care clinic, so emergencies are sent to a hospital in Antigua with which we partner. As a primary care clinic, the most common things the doctors see are 1) malnutrition 2) Upper-respiratory disease and 3) Diarrhea/gastrointestinal issues.
1) Malnutrition is sadly common in Guatemala. 50% of Guatemala´s children are chronicly malnourished--in some areas, its even as high as 75%--among some of the highest rates in the world. One reason, of course, is poverty. However, more so than that, its poverty combined with a lack of knowledge and ability to change the diet. If you look at the staple of the Guatemalan diet, (corn tortillas and beans) some of the cheapest foods you can buy, they are not at all nutritious. The children get full off of tortillas and beans--so they´re not neccesarily always hungry, persay, because tortillas are very heavy and filling, but severely malnourished. Tortillas have almost NO nutritional value. Children are lacking fruits, vegetables, and colorful nutrients that corn tortillas and beans do not provide.
This is another reason why much of the country is short. They aren´t just cute little Mayan people; their development as a child was severely limited due to malnutrition.
2) Another common disesase--upper respiratory. When mothers have children, they spend the first year + of their life strapped to their mothers backs, doing everything their mother does. This is wonderful bonding time, but when the mother is cooking over an open fire all day long, the smoke severely damages not only her, but her baby´s lungs. Upper respiratory is common--to help combat this, CH also has a stove program (families can work for just 10-14 hours to earn a stove) which come with chimmneys--to tunnel the smoke up and away from the room.
3) Gastrointestinal. That is pretty self-explanatory. Many poor families can´t afford to buy pure water, so they drink the water from the faucets. This, of course, is not healthy, and leads to diarrhea and other related illnesses in both children and adults.

I could go on and on about ailments in Guatemala--(Cervical cancer, the number one cause of death in Guatemalan women, is also tres interesante....how much teeth-pulling the dentists have to do because turns out drinking Big Cola--the off-brand of COke--is cheaper than purified water....etc. etc. etc. There are so many interesting facts. But I will leave this food for thought for now; if anybody has any further questions I would love to answer them.

Love from Guatemala--and count your blessings that you can afford to buy vegetables.

Monday, September 27, 2010

What I Miss (After 4 months)

This list excludes family and friends, because obviously those are a given and cannot be numbered! But besides that, this is what I find myself missing after 4 months.

1) CSB/SJU and going to class. (Yes, I never thought I would miss it. BUT I totally do)
2) The Blarneystone and its crappy heat and weird noises and having 6 roomates to run up and talk to at any given moment...
3) Tommy/Johnnie homecoming games and #13.
4) Sal´s bar and grill. (Yes Nicole, the ¨and grill¨ was necessary.)
5) Fall weather. Colorful leaves. Ahhhh fall.
6) Carpet. (This never fails to be on my list)
7) My hair straightener
8) Manju´s class. Learning. Political science.
9) Driving.
10) Target. TARRGETTT!

Anniversary: 4 months

4 months already?!
It feels like I just got here a month ago. However, last Friday the 24th was officially my 4 month anniversary. Which is weird.
What´s even weirder is the fact that my entire study abroad program was 4 months. (January-May) I feel like those 4 months were WAAY longer than these past 4. It could be because that was my first time out of the country, and I was learning SO MUCH. Those 4 months were jam-packed with so many first-time life experiences, and I learned so much that it feels like they were a whole year of my life.
Now, I continue to learn constantly, however, the language is already there, which was a big part of the learning. Also, the personal/political development is already there, (after living in Guate for 4 months and writing a 50-page thesis) so although I continue to learn, I already had developed opinions this time around.
That must be why this 4 months flew by. I have still yet to be super homesick, which is great. I talk to the family a lot more this time around, and skype with friends, so its easier! I think the worst part is seeing (via facebook) all the CSB/SJU alums going back for homecoming and Tommy/Johnnie and etc. It KILLS me. The first year after graduation is when the most people come back for homecoming and football games. SO. NOT. FAIR!
But, at the same time, I am glad that I could move right down here in May and not miss going back to school quite as much. Its a trade off, I guess.

Thursday, September 23, 2010

Beautiful Guatemalan Sunsets

The evening view from my street.


On non-rainy evenings, that is.

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Vision Team...but not mine!

Finally I can sit back and look on while someone else gets all the stress of having a team here. Haha (just kidding, I love what I do!)
Shelly´s first team is here, Holy Name Catholic Church from Plymouth, MN.
I´ve been doing a lot of translating and helping out--but it is so refreshing not to be first in command. It´s still tiring on the brain to translate, but also so enjoyable.

The following are pictures Shelly took yesterday while we were doing an activity with kids from the library. I translated while Jacqueline, the book club/library activity maestro, involved members of the team with the kids from the library. We read a children´s book about animals, played a matching/memory game of English/Spanish animal names, and then painted kids´faces
to top off the afternoon. It was wonderful. Jacqui is amazzzing.


To the left is the ¨living room¨area of our Antigua site, where Vision Teams stay. Since the libary was being painted yesterday, we did the activity upstairs in the living room.

Below here is a display of my wonderful artistic ability. Butterflies were my specialty. Iguanas were NOT. (I tried my very hardest to draw an iguana on one little boy, but in all reality, it looked like a humming bird. But I mean, c´mon, how the heck do you draw a iguana?!)

(The worst part is when he ran to the mirror afterwards, all excited to see his iguana, and then he goes ¨Se ve como un pajarito!!¨ (¨HEY, this looks like a little BIRD!¨

Its bad when the 7-yr-olds are calling you out on your animal drawing skills.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

My official letter of pardon from the President of Guatemala.

I know. Its kind of a big deal.

September 20th, 2010

1) Walking home from work just now, in the rain, I realized my umbrella has holes in it. Completely defeating the purpose of an umbrella in the first place.
2) Walking TO work this morning, I realized I was wearing one blue flip flop and one black flip flop. Hmm.
3) Scurrying home in my holey umbrella, I flopped on my bed to open the 3 letters I had received at work this afternoon. YAY letters! One from Mom, one from Dad, and one from Grandma! They were dated 9/11, 9/9, and 9/11, respectively. Not bad I guess, to receive them one week later? The last letters I got, I got even faster than that. Could be because the 15th was a national holiday, Guatemalan Independence Day, and a lot of vacationing and festivities go on around this week. Anyways, I was delighted to read my letters. I decided that anyone who writes me a letter gets a mention in my blog. Because I really truly enjoy reading them! For some reason it’s more fun and more personal than email. So thank you, Dad, Mom, and Grandma, I really loved the letters! I love hearing updates on news and life from the good ol’ Nort country. (And Karsten, I await your long juicy complaint/gossip-filled letter with excitement :)) Hopefully it comes soon.
4) I suppose some of you want to hear about Mexico…..well let me tell you, it really wasn’t all that great. We traveled 8 hours in bus to get there, (not usually so long, but we had to take a different route due to flooding) arrived at 4pm, walked around the town, in the rain, ate dinner, went to bed, and got up the next morning at 8am to leave again. Really not a vacation. And really not a pretty town—typical border town, I guess. Nothing spectacular. Just any other old city in Guatemala. (Unlike San Cristobal de las Casas, the other place in Mexico I have been, which is BEAUtiul!) So it was kind of a disappointment! However, I achieved successfully what I had come to achieve, leave the country and then re-enter, so I suppose I shouldn’t complain too much. It was a trip of business, so to say, not pleasure. Haha. And my Guatemalan bodyguards (friends) really helped the whole crossing-the-border process go smoothly. And let me just reiterate one more time (Mom)—the Mexico/Guate border is NOTHING like the Mexico/US border. I mean, really. At the US border, everybody wants to enter. And traffick substances. At the Guate border, everybody’s like, uhh, I live in the same circumstances as you, and we have the same laws, so why should I make a big fuss about going back and forth?
Really. That’s how it is. Te lo juro.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

My first homeade spaghetti sauce

It was pretty good! Not quite as good as Mom and Dad´s, but I was just inventing as I go, so next time I´ll have to get their real recipie :) But with lots of fresh tomatoes and fresh herbs straight from the market, it was delicious.

More Catching up from Last Weekend...


And so the stories continue.

Friday, after my bout with migration, I convinced our driver to drop me off at Miraflores, a mall in Guatemala City, where I would wait for an hour until my friend Kevin who works in the city would come pick me up.
So, I know that I am living in Guatemala and living the simple life, but let me tell you guys.

This Friday afternoon in the mall was the best thing to happen to me in, like, a long time. It was pure relaxation. After the day from hell in immigration, waltzing around the American-style mall, eating a crepe, and making the accidental shoe purchase was JUST what the doctor ordered.
(This accidental purchase, by the way, was very justified by the following reasons)
1) They were Q.80 (10 dollars)
2) They were on sale for 50% off
3) I have boughten a total of 2 items of clothing for myself in the (almost) 4 months since I have been here.
4) They are excellent shoes
5) It was total therapy shopping.
Needless to say, the mall was amazing. Most of the stuff was outrageously priced, (even a little expensive according to U.S. standards,) and definitely not the kind of pricing you can find at the Pacas. (I was used to paying Q30 for a shirt, or 4 dollars) The shoes however? Well worth it.
After Kevin picked me up from the mall, we went to TGI Friday´s, to complete my evening of American indulgence, and then he took me home. It was wonderful. I was in bliss. It was like a day in the spa.
Definitely made up for my frustration with the stupid country about their immigration laws.

Exiled to Mexico

Friday: Last Friday was such a frustrating day that I am just now ready to write about it. Six days later. Barely.

So, Friday I went back to migration otra vez. For the third time. Ready to pay my fine that the President had pardoned 75% of, re-apply for my long over-due visa, and get on with my life. (still tiffed about the fact that I had to pay Q400 for something that I should have only had to pay Q30 for in the first place, but I was ready to accept, in an attempt to keep myself from being blacklisted)

Walking into the migration office, I could actually feel the nervous pit in my stomach; that building has caused me so many hours of stress that I was NOT excited to step foot again in it. I had the feeling not everything would go 100% smoothly. (As I am writing this, I am realizing that my English is having a few...dificulties...is it possible to say 100% smoothly? Idk. I am getting my languages intertwined)

Anyways, I had the premonition that SOMEthing would not go as planned. After all, after the amount of problems they have caused me, was it really realistic to hope that I could just pay my fine and exit without problem?

No, of course not. I discovered this soon after I pushed aside the butterflies in my stomach and bravely marched up to the stupid migration counter, where I faced the same crowd of familiar faces who had been abusing their power with me for the past month.

(It doesn´t help that they remember me as the ¨beautiful gringa who is always crying¨ either.)

Hrmph. I can´t help but cry; I have never been so innocent--yet charged so much-- in my life. The amount of powerless-ness (is that a word?) that I have in that building is enough to make anyone cry. I swear.

Anyways. I tried to put on a face of ¨don´t-mess-with-me¨ bravado for the first part of the encounter, demanding I talk with the head of migration...but after I heard the bad news from the boss himself, I couldn´t help but start crying again. (Much to my dismay! I swear, that place just has an effect on me!) They told me that after paying my fine, I had 24 hours to leave the country.

Yes. Leave the country.
(I like to tell people I am exiled to Mexico. It sounds so cool.)
I have to go to Mexico or Belize, before the 22nd of the month, or the President will no longer pardon 75% of my fine, and I will be left to pay the whole thing. At first I was outraged, because I have only been here for 90 days, after all, not 180. (Every 90 days we have to renew in immigration, and every 180 days we have to leave the country.)
BUT, rules are rules, and I am done fighting. There is nothing I can do, except to back to migration yet again tomorrow, and then leave the country within 24 hours. (going to Mexico on Friday with 3 Guatemalan friends. It will be safe, Mom, don´t worry.)
The Guatemala/Mexico border is not like the U.S/Mexico border. Its just another normal border. Don´t worry!
So anyways, a little Mexican adventure is taking place this weekend. On the bright side, it will be fun, I guess, to travel!

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Favre is back?! WAIT, Vikings are on in Guate?!?!

I´m not quite sure where to begin this post: Round 3 to migration? (Expletives may be involved) Last-minute Guatemalan wedding on Saturday? (yes, I attended one) Shopping in a REAL U.S-quality mall on Friday? (gasp) Going dancing on Thursday night and glancing up to see a Vikings game on the television? (double gasp)

I guess the logical thing to do would be to go in chronological order. So here goes.

Thursday: Thursday night, after work, a group of us from work went out dancing. It had been a few weeks since I had been, so I was happier than ever to get out and get serious. (Plus, Thursday nights there´s a live band from Cuba who play all sorts of amazing salsa/reggaeton music, so with it blaring live, I literally feel like I am in Cuba)

The night of salsa was fun, as always, but the real highlight of the night didn´t come until later, when we went next door to Mitos, a different club. (Mitos is more of a...reggaeton...discoteca, so after the salsa, we headed next door to switch things up a little) However, at about 12:30 p.m, I, while dancing, glanced up at the television in the bar....and lo and behold, the first thing I see? Brett Favre, in a MN Vikings jersey.

WHAT, said I?! Brett FAVRE!?!?!?

Sadly, the first thing that went through my head (and this shows how much of a rock I live under) was not ¨What the heck is a Vikings game doing on in Guatemala?¨

but ¨OHMYGOD, Brett Favre´s back with the Vikings?!?!?!??!?¨ I then proceeded to run around in a frenzy until I found a Minnesotan (which proved to be not that hard, because Shelly, Rui, Mo, and I are all from MN) and asked her: ¨Omg, Rui, did you know that Brett Favre was back with the Vikings?!¨

Rui: (squints eyes and looks at me in incredulous disbelief) ¨Um, yeah, like since forever, where have you been?¨ Me: ¨UMM, last time I heard, he was announcing his retirement for good!¨

Rui: ¨You are a terrible Minnesotan. Leave this place immediately.¨ (No, just kidding, she didn´t actually say that)

But I was in so much shock, it was probably unhealthy for my system. What are the odds of finding a Minnesota Vikings football game, on the T.V. in a Guatemalan bar?? NOT very high.

And of course, Favre´s jersey would be the first thing I see. Leading to a lot of confusion and excitement. But hey: At least I was smart enough not to think that it was re-runs from LAST season. Thank you.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Beware: Don´t Get Brianna Started on Education. This is the result.

Education in Guatemala:
Speaking of education and costs, (continued from my last CH post) education in Guatemala is something quite different. In Guatemala, education is said to be free and mandatory through the 6th grade. (This is a relatively recent development) However, if you wander through Central Park on any given morning, you will see that clearly nobody is enforcing the mandatory education rule. There are children out in the streets, selling gum and shining shoes. The good thing is that Colom, the current President, has done away with inscription fees for all public schools, so attending the school is now officially free. However. This does not mean that it actually IS free for the families. In Guatemala, all public schools have uniforms—they are no longer mandatory, but children without uniform are often socially shunned and looked down upon. The list of expenses for sending a child to school are as follows: Uniform, shoes, gym uniform, gym shoes, notebooks, pencils, textbooks (yes, they have to buy their own textbooks) other school supplies, and lunch money. We estimate that the cost of sending a child to school for one year is about $100 American dollars. When you consider the fact that the average family income per year is about $900 USD, you can see how it would easily become cost-prohibitive to send children to school.

This is where Common Hope comes in. We affiliate at least half the children in a family, so that the family can afford to educate all of their children. For all affiliated children, we provide school supplies and cover the costs of their uniforms and all other school-related expenses. (A child stays affiliated with Common Hope as long as they decide with their family to stay in school.) At the university level, students compete for one of two scholarships, which cover 100% of the expenses. We are working very hard to try and get families to see the long-term economical benefits of keeping their children in school.
Since a child can technically work after he or she has finished 6th grade, many parents tend to want to pull their child from school at that point so that they can be contributing to the household income. However, we try to point out to them that if they can hang in there just a few years more, and the child can graduate from high school, the child´s economic earning potential will be doubled, and they will be able to help out their parents even more for even longer. (High school in Guatemala is vocational—it is the equivalent to a 2-4 year college degree in the states. Kids can choose to go to high school to be teachers, mechanics, secretaries, etc, and when they graduate from 12th grade, they are certified and ready to work in that field)

This leads to another problem with the school system. Teachers. Either teachers are old and stubborn (doing things their own way, the way they’ve been doing them for years,) or young—just graduated from high school, barely 18 years old, and handed a classroom of 30-60 children, without materials, without books, lesson plans, etc. These two factors, combined with the fact that less than 2% of the government’s budget is spent on education, leaves for very straight-forward and bland classroom learning, mostly just copying off the board and trying to memorize.
Therefore, it is very easy for any child with a mildly creative learning style or a propensity to distraction to “slip through the cracks”.

This is ALSO where Common Hope comes in. We have what we call Educational Promoters, who work in 4 public schools in the area, coming into the classroom once a week as teachers and doing supplemental lectures and activities to help both the teachers and the students. They bring in interactive reading activities, math games, groupwork, and other more diverse ways of learning, to 1) inspire the teachers and 2) help the kids who need interactive learning. We purposely work in the public schools, instead of forming our own little common-hope school, so that the community as a whole is benefiting from our services, not JUST the kids who are affiliated.

Overall, we have found that our program is very successful. Though on national average, only 50% of children in Guatemala will graduate from 6th grade, for our affiliates the percentage is between 97% and 99%. At the high school level, nationally, only about 25% of students go on to graduate, where as with our affiliates the percentage is double again at 52%. We double national averages. Just by encouraging kids to stay in school. (Also, a big factor in this is that if they drop out, their family loses access to our other services—the big attraction being the clinic on site.) Which I will talk about next.

Now you know a little bit more about education in Guatemala—I could go on forever and ever about the subject, but I think I have already crammed this post full of bastante information! Hope it is as interesting to my readers as it is to me 

More natural disasters...

Guatemala seems to be the place for natual disasters as of late.

http://edition.cnn.com/2010/WORLD/americas/09/05/guatemala.landslides/index.html?iref=allsearch#fbid=oCGW9-1AiYI&wom=false

This happened Saturday, after it rained all day Friday. In my head, I was thinking, ¨please no more Agathas. Please no more.¨

Luckily, (¨luckily¨) it was landslides this time, not hurricanes.
The roads in Guate aren´t built all that well, and are built on the sides of mountains, without retaining walls. I was thinking, if this was the states, this would never happen when we got a day of rain. However, since its Guatemala, the roads just get washed away with erosion.
Not. Safe.

You would think that even a poor country would be able to afford to build roads on mountains that have retaining walls, or SOMEthing. At least. But everytime I ask a Guatemalan why don´t they DO something about it, their answer seems to always be: ¨It´s Guatemala.¨

Monday, September 6, 2010

How Does A Family Become Involved?

Affiliation:
Common Hope works in 19 villages, or pueblos, all within a few miles of the Antigua area. We involve families by affiliating them, so that they have access to all of our services that help them work to improve their lives. We affiliate ½ + one of the families children. (For example, if the family has 5 children, we affiliate 3). For the other 2 children, we leave it up to the family to help send them to school—we don’t want to be simply giving away 100% of what it takes to send children to school, we want them to be working with us toward the common goal of educational success. However, once a family has children affliated, the entire family gains access to our family support systems--clinic, housing program, psychological and social work services. There are 3 main ¨rules¨ to affiliation:

1) Basic Geography: The family has to live in one of the 19 pueblos.
2) Economic need: I know it sounds silly to say that we look for the families who are the poorest, when the country as a WHOLE is very poor, but we really want to be sure we are helping the families with the greatest economic need. Several factors are taken into consideration here: Income, job stability, number of children, single parent, if they own their land, rent it, if they have water, electricity, etc.
3) (And most important to us:) The family already must have at least one child enrolled in school. Because education is our philosophical center, we look for families who share this value with us already—we don’t believe in pushing our values on other people, rather we look for families who already have that in common with us—families who see the value in education. (Of course, there are always exceptions to the rules, for example if a single mother is raising 7 children and makes tortillas for a living, she might not even be able to afford sending even 1 child to school—this would be a case for which we would make an exception.)

Reverting back to Common Hope...

Here it is, as promised, the guide to Common Hope. All the tours I give in a nutshell.
I hope this will be as interesting to all of you as it first was (and still is) to me. I literally still am absorbing all it is that we do here, and it is in fact way too…impacting… to sum up in a blog post. But, I will do my best. I will post one section a day—that way, hopefully it won’t be too overwhelming and people will actually read it.

History:
Common Hope was started by Betty and David Hubsch, a Minnesotan couple, in 1986. Back then, it was called the Godchild Project. They started not in Antigua, but in a small town called Santiago Atitlán, on Lake Atitlán. The couple had been down in Guatemala on a Catholic mission trip at San Lucas Toliman, a well-known missionary site to Minnesotans, and they were inspired so greatly that they decided to begin their own small project nearby the lake. They started small—and directly from the community. They went around asking the locals what it was that they needed the most help with in their community—and the answer was overwhelmingly ¨education for our children¨. Therefore, Dave and Betty started a small sponsorship program, writing to their friends and family in the states to ask for monthly donations for school supplies and other essentials to be able to put kids in school without the family having to pay. (Sponsorship is still today our basis—and where 60% of our funding comes from)

However, the Hubsch´s quickly noticed that when kids were coming to school starving, or with illnesses, or if their home life wasn’t ok, they weren’t able to do well or even stay in school. The Hubsch´s realized they would have to begin to work with families as well, not just kids—when the family as a unit is healthy, the kids are healthy, and therefore able to stay in school. This became their long-term goal—family development programs including social work, healthcare, and housing programs.

In 1988, however, only 2 years after the program started and right smack in the middle of the civil war, the Hubsch´s received a credible death threat and were forced to close their doors and return to the states. They were forced to permanently close the program, because it wasn’t strong enough without the two of them to stay open on its own. They went back to MN, but never intended for it to be a permanent move. Unfortunately, during the time that they were in the states, Betty Hubsch passed away (from a cause not related to the war).

In 1990, Dave and John, (the Hubsch´s son) decided to return to Guatemala and re-open the project, to continue the work that they had started with Betty. This time, however, they chose Antigua, (which has always been a peaceful place relatively un-affected by war) to open the project. For a while, they rented office space in downtown Antigua, and then little by little, bought an old coffee farm and began to build the Family Development Center, in which we work still today. The building started out small, only one complex, and today it has grown to be a truly multi-complex building with a clinic, pharmacy, psychology wing, social work offices, education department, daycare/preschool, library, computer lab, construction area, and MOST importantly (ahem,) the hospitality area! (Haha, kidding, I don’t say that in the tour )

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Coming Soon: The Common Hope Handbook

I have recently realized that my blog has become more of a ¨Brianna´s daily-life-and-complaint¨ guide than an accurate description of what I am doing down here in Guatemala. Somehow, it is more fun to treat the blog as an online journal in which I detail fun weekends and frustrating trials than the big Common Hope picture.
And although I know how much you all LOOOVE reading about my trivial complaints and recounts of my weekends, I think that also there should be a little more Common Hope focus to the posts!
So, as a resolution, I have decided to only make my blog HALF Brianna´s-exciting-life focused and HALF Common-Hope-what-we-are-accomplishing-as-a-whole-focus.
Starting tomorrow.
Because today, I don´t have much time left at work.

(The thought occured to me today, after getting ready to do a Pueblo Tour, that, working in Hospitality, and giving tours frequently, I have learned incredible amounts of information about what the program does, and haven´t even passed on even a quarter of it to my lovely blog readers.) (I thought it would be a nice idea to type out the schpiel I give to all the lovely tourists, so that you can all read it and start to ask questions ahead of time, instead of me bombarding everyone with information when I come home for Christmas and attempting to tell EVERYone EVERYThing about Common Hope in one sitting and inevitably forgetting half of it)

So, that being said, tomorrow I will begin to comprise the Project Tour/Pueblo Tour information guide to Common Hope, in my own words, so that all of you can read up and become impressed as I am at the fact that Common Hope really has, in fact, thought of everything. All the gaps are filled. They really really do know how to work to help these people improve their lives.