Saturday, April 27, 2013

University Life


About a year ago I thought I was leaving college life behind.  And I did…for a little while.  Now, I’m back in an institution of higher education, but as an educator rather than a student.  Seeing what I see here makes me more thankful for my Doane experience.  Despite the fact that students here tend to value their opportunities to get a college education, they are undervalued.  They have few resources and even have to pay for copies of exams that they must take on occasion! Administrators care little about their students and there have been strikes in the administrative department at least once a week since I began teaching.  Corruption is a factor in all areas of the university and people who work at the university are required to be part of a political party as they attain their positions as professors or deans or college president based on which party they belong to and which party has the most members to control the votes.  It’s crazy. 
I’ve been blessed to be able to work with a few caring and dedicated professors, but I cannot say that that is the norm here.  Many do not show up to all their classes or show up late.  I am thankful for my Kenyan experience, as having a whiteboard every day is a step up from the dusty chalk board and my occasional clumsiness of dropping the chalk and having it shatter.   Although many students lack resources and support, they are determined to make the best of their situations and to make the most of their education.  It would be nice to see that kind of enthusiasm among the majority of students back home.  Think how far they could go with resources!

Bonds of Solidarity


This week, I was asked by the Fulbright commission to define my supplementary project in 100-200 words.   As a Fulbright grantee, I am required to dedicate 20 hours a week to a project of my choice in addition to the hours I put in to fulfill the grant that I received (in my case teaching English at UNPRG.  The project is about as open as possible.  It can be anything from doing research towards a master’s thesis or collecting folktales from local populations to compile a book or coaching kids’ sports.  In February when I met the commission in Lima along with the other 3 grantees to Peru, we were told our project could be anything we wanted to dedicate our time to, as long as we could have a sense of accomplishment and success.  They simply want us to be “successful.”  
I gave it some thought and ended up deciding to partner with a local NGO.  “How do I explain my project so succinctly?”  I asked myself.  “Do I even have a ‘project’?”  With the reassurance of the dictionary’s definition of a project, I began to write.  Titling my project Bonds of Solidarity, I ended with:

With the aim to learn more about life in rural Peru, to serve and connect with others and to gain a better understanding of how non-governmental organizations function, I decided to partner with  Centro de Investigación y Promoción del Desarrollo Sostenible (CIPDES) an NGO based out of Chiclayo.
With this organization, I travel to rural areas of the department at least two days a week to help with projects such as installing drip irrigation systems to increase crop yields for local farmers and to bring water to homes that previously had no running water and identifying families with children in need of improved homes or kitchens to improve their health and quality of life.  For such families it may mean working with several institutions to help get them water, a toilet or a stove to contain their firewood so that they do not have to breathe in smoke all day as food is cooking.  I began a small project of offering help with homework for children in the village of Eten a few hours a week. 
Partnering with CIPDES is proving to be rewarding and challenging, helping me to grow both personally and professionally.  

Several of these parts of my project have already been mentioned in previous posts, but new developments are always unfolding. 
Last weekend I had the opportunity to help with and support two different health workshops.  On Friday, CIPDES held a seminar for people from many of Peru’s departments to explain the positive experiences that they have had with two mobile clinics in this province.  CIPDES will be turning over their two semi-truck polyclinics to the government soon since the government is better equipped to finance the project.  The mobile clinics are taken to underdeveloped rural areas in which no medical services are available and numerous specialists travel voluntarily to spend up to 10 days in a location treating the local population, be it dental care, delivering babies, performing surgeries or simply doing routine examinations.   The following day, I collaborated with 8 nursing students from a private university in Chiclayo to explain common health related issues in homes to women and elderly individuals in Ciudad Eten and to identify problems that they have in their homes.  Able to relate to several of their situations after my time in Kenya, I feel compelled to continue with the project and hope that we are able to improve the quality of life for some of these women and their children.  Most of them are cooking with firewood on the ground, meaning that it is not good for their backs, that they are breathing in smoke all day (and so are their children) and their eyes are also being damaged by the smoke.  Additionally, several of them do not have water in their homes (and therefore only pit latrines).  One of the mothers doesn’t even have a latrine in her home!  This week, I also got to visit the rural community of Valle Hermoso, to see the small cabinet that holds all the medical treatment available to the local residents and learned about the anthrax problems that struck the community a few months back as the virus is always living in the soil and can infect livestock (and subsequently people) under certain conditions. 

Additionally, CIPDES provides support to several rural schools, as it sees education as an integral part of helping people to move out of poverty, improving their quality of life.  On Thursday afternoons, I help children with homework or teach small English lessons to children in Eten.  This week on Friday, I got the chance to accompany one of CIPDES’s employees to distribute toys and educational materials that the NGO had purchased for some of the schools that they support.  Seeing the children and teacher’s excitement and curiosity was rewarding and reminded me of how blessed I am.

CIPDES also works in the environmental sector supporting conservation projects.  Last weekend, I had the opportunity to go to Media Luna, a beach reached only by climbing a large rocky hill and descending the other side.  The cliffs near Media Luna are one of the world’s largest resting places for pelicans as well as home to blue-footed birds and the Humbolt penguin which is nearly extinct. 
We got to take a tour of the conservation site, learned about how they are running their programs and also learned about the injustice of rock collecting.  There are so many things that we do not think about and take for granted.  When we see rocks on a playground in the USA, I doubt many of us stop to wonder where they came from and the work that it took to get them there.  As it turns out, there are several people working near this beach, barely making enough money to put food into their stomachs.  Unfortunately these men are being exploited by some American companies, being forced to run heavy bags of rocks up the steep sandy slopes of the coast to a place where a truck can access them to be transported to the USA as cheap materials.  It makes me so sad to see people being exploited in such a manner, especially when they are doing work much harder than most people I’ve met!


Today, I went to Tierra Blanca (near Chongoyape) where a peace corps volunteer from Maryland is working to build Peru’s first “eco-library.”  This building will have a neat design, if the funds are found to finish the project.  All is ready except for having the necessary cement.  Instead of using bricks of adobe to fill the insides of the walls, plastic bottles stuffed with other non-degradable plastic trash will be used.  The community members have collected and stuffed over 7000 bottles.   
After helping a bit lugging rocks for the base this morning, I went with a few other individuals to Chaparrí, a conservation reserve and home to the “spectacled bear.”  We did see one.  

I also met the director of the reserve who turns out to be Heinz Plenge, a world-renowned photographer for Discovery Channel and National Geographic!  (If you want to check out some of his amazing photography see http://www.plenge.com). The dry forest is home to many types of unique birds that are found nowhere else in the world. 
                Many times I feel as though I am not serving others nearly as much as they are serving me.  I am constantly learning about the fascinating world around us.  By working together, by sharing information, joys and struggles, by trying to lift one another up, we can all be part of a better world through bonds of solidarity.  



Friday, April 19, 2013

Kids in Kimori Kenya

For those of you who followed my time in Kenya and felt compelled to support some of the kids in Kimori, I've helped to start a program to support some of the children's education (especially those without parents or with single mothers).  Hold a Hand is a project to help with education as well as to start sustainable development projects in the region, such as artisan crafts to bring in income for some of the families.  For those interested the link for the school Kimori Academy and for Hold a Hand are found below.
Kimori Schools
Hold a Hand 

Thursday, April 18, 2013

Artisan Park

One of the projects that I am becoming more involved with with the NGO is the Artisan Park in Ciudad Eten.  The NGO has helped to support the construction of the facilities and women are doing crafts in hopes of being able to sell them to tourists and through FairTrade.  Additionally, on Thursday afternoons, I tutor kids who come to the artisan park for additional help with their schoolwork.  When I have down time in Eten, I help some women who are manufacturing thousands of white polo shirts for the government.  The women are proud of their products.





Zaña

The small town of Zaña, about an hours ride in a Combi from Chiclayo is well known for its ruins.  Ruins in Peru are like cornfields in Nebraska: not hard to find and not far between.  I traveled to Zaña with a friend last weekend to enjoy the relaxing rural atmosphere away from Chiclayo and to see ruins of 4 cathedrals (in cornfields!).




peak at SKIP

Although I'm not working with the NGO SKIP, I saw this well-done video and thought it may be of interest to some of you to see some of their work in Trujillo (the city I visited a few weeks ago).
SKIP video

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Peru goes to Peru

Interestingly, although Nebraska may not be one of the most well known places in the USA or world, Peruvians are familiar with the state of Nebraska ... better said everyone here has heard of "Nebraska."  Why?  The brand "Peru" (which produces all sorts of things in Peru) did a commercial in Peru, Nebraska.  It is especially funny to me understanding both sides Nebraka and Peru, but it may be interesting for you all to check out.  The commercial lasts about 15 minutes.

Documental Marca PERU en Nebraska

Hope you enjoy it!

Friday, April 5, 2013

April(l)’s first week


This week was the first week of the month and of the regular semester at La Pedro (the university as it is nicknamed) and the first time of seeing some of the new projects near Chongoyape and getting to talk to an American and a German since coming to Peru.

Classes began on Monday at the university and my schedule is still being worked out.  I am teaching beginning English for sociology majors, as well as teaching and assisting with other classes for upper level foreign language education majors.  One really interesting, but fun thing that I did at the university was attend a French class for foreign language majors.  The students are in their 5th semester of French and in order to practice their translation skills, I was invited to the class to participate in their conversations and answer their questions.  The trick was, that they were only to speak French during the class and I was only to speak English.  It was rather tricky, because I kept wanting to respond in Spanish or in French (for the few small things I know), but I loved it and realized that I seem to understand French quite well, as I never had to have them translate for me!

I am just getting back from the second of 2 days near Chongoyape (in the mountains) where CIPDES has a few projects.  Yesterday we were checking on families who are raising guinea pigs for food and to sell and also ensuring that they had shared 8 of their “cuys” within the first year, with another family to help support them as well.  Additionally, I got to see and visit with some women whose home or kitchens had been improved with the support of CIPDES.  Now they have more than 1 room for the family or they have a kitchen with a wood-burning stove rather than a few stones on the ground…which makes cooking much simpler and quicker and uses less firewood.  The women are no longer shedding tears from the smoke as they cook.  I felt so happy for them, as I can well relate to how much better their situation is after my time in Kenya.  

Today, we left Chiclayo at 5:30am for Chongoyape where I met a Peace Corps volunteer from Maryland.  CIPDES is helping to support her in the construction of a community building for the rural village which shall include a small library, a place to perform theater presentations, other nature facts and a honey house to support the local bee keepers and give them a place to sell from.  We spent all morning hacking away at the ground and digging the foundation.  By the beginning of next week, they plan to add the cement for the basis of the structure.  It was great to swap stories with the volunteer and I also met a girl from Germany in that area for a few weeks.  Since she speaks very little English and Spanish, I got the role of translator…which was a bit complicated to speak to everyone in the right language at times, but fun all the same.

Now, filthy and covered in dust, I think I’ll wash my clothes while there’s still sunlight to dry them.