Work, Talent Shows, and Belly Buttons

01-11-10

So, I’ve jumped back into my work life as planned. It has been a bit crazy, but very enjoyable. I’ve been spending a great deal of my time at the comedor. Barbara came to visit on Saturday morning after her lovely mother left to head back to the states. On Saturday we ran a bunch of errands. I am now the proud owner of both a blender and a bookshelf! (You have no idea how excited about both of these items.) Then we went down to the comedor for a meeting that obviously was cancelled. It was to be a parents meeting but hardly anyone showed up so it is postponed until further notice. This has been a really frustrating part for the old comedor ladies, new comedor ladies, and me. There are about 50 kids who eat breakfast and lunch there for free every single weekday. This is a service offered for free and run by volunteers who dedicate their time out of the goodness of their hearts. And then they try to call a meeting to try to plan events, improve the comedor, have more people involved, whatever, and none of the parents show up. Infuriating. I don’t know how to fix this—we talked about maybe having a raffle in which your name is only entered if you show up to the meetings, or perhaps offering snacks, but the problem with the snacks is that then all the kids will come and you have 75 mouths to feed. And obviously it’d be unfair to not feed kids because their parents are irresponsible/busy/whatever.
Anyway, Barbara and I went to one Señora’s house because I had to talk to her husband who is in charge of the neighborhood commission. I commented on her wedding picture that was on the wall and the next thing I knew I had a huge wedding album in my hand. After the wedding album came her teenage son’s album. This was all fine and good until I came across the page where she had pinned down his umbilical cord. It was a very surprising addition to the album and my Saturday night. We then went to a 19-year-old’s birthday party briefly. I like the girl but these parties are always so strange. There are so many kids (literally kids—like 10 year olds) grinding and/or dancing extremely provocatively. It just creeps me out. They just dance and the rest of the group sits around and watches.
Sunday included 4 hours on buses to visit training families. It’s so interesting to me to now go back and visit my family from training. I had such a rocky relationship with them at the time but now my visits are so pleasant—and I feel really guilty if I don’t go back and visit. That being said, my visits usually only last for a delicious meal and then I leave. Last time I actually took a nap after lunch, although I was only there for about six hours total. Regardless, Babs and I got back to my site just in time to be the judges for the talent show put on by the comedor. It was so much more enjoyable than I expected it to be! The kids danced, sang, and did really short plays. The singing was rough—a few kids did solos without music or microphones, but to popular pop songs. The dancing was hilarious and at times impressive. There was a lot of gyrating. Today I was actually supposed to be the judge for the comedor Olympics as well, but it just turned into a few of us watching the boys play soccer.
Tomorrow my plan is to bike to the water treatment plant in Limpio, where they have a really impressive and large vegetable garden. They told me that they don’t have any gardening manuals to give out to people in the community who want to transplant in their personal or community gardens so I found a bunch in the Peace Corps Office and am bringing them in tomorrow to see what we want to cut and paste. I’m also hoping that I can help organize this gardening project and help do the charlas about how to have the best garden possible. (I know little about gardening but luckily the manuals are thorough and I’m a fast learner.) And I’m really hoping that I can develop a good relationship with this place so that I can possibly get some free veggies out of it. If I got free veggies weekly for the next 16 months life would be stupendous! (I’m not a vegetarian but I really dislike touching raw meat and so essentially just have a vegetarian kitchen.) We’ll see how that goes.
Anyway, that is basically my life right now. I’m planning on doing a world map project where I paint 2 big world maps on walls in my barrio with kids. I’m also kind of doing a camp at the comedor a couple of times a week but I play with the kids so frequently it doesn’t change too much. On a very different note, thanks to my inability to no and not thinking things through, I am now the (sometimes) proud owner of a dog named (translated from Guarani) Two Ears. I have a love-hate relationship with this dog. I’ve been in charge of her for a little less than a month. The kids love her but are now getting rough, and I’m just waiting for her to bite one of them. Although some of them may deserve to be bitten—this kid Alexander bit me twice today and I think tomorrow will bring bruises. It also makes me feel like a bit of an idiot to be wandering around my neighborhood yelling “Two! Two!” To end, I’ll just say that I don’t hear many new Paraguayan beliefs at this point in my service, though I did hear one today. A girl wanted to take a picture of my dog with her cell phone but one of the mothers stopped her, saying that if you take a picture of any animal it will die three months later. I was given an example—one woman took a photo of her dog and it died three months later when it was hit by a car.