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Gringa on the Ground: Day 415
This is just a quick update to let you know that I have returned safe and sound from Caserio El Paraiso. I've been spending the last few days busy with other things and today I worked on editing some of the film I shot to have English subtitles. Tomorrow I will likely post a much larger entry about the place, but I still have a lot of research to ( Read more... ) -
Gringa on the Ground: Day 408
Yesterday, I had the opportunity to meet the parents of the young man--Edgar--who sells me cat food in the market. His parents, Camilo and Cristina, as well as the rest of his family are from Casario el Paraiso in the department of Solala. Because I am operating under the title of "missionary," his parents, who are pastors, thought that I might ( Read more... ) -
Pensamientos: Day 408
Yesterday as we left San Antonio and headed for Antigua, there was a man on the bus who walked up to the front where the driver is. He didn't walk like most of the rest of us walk; he was sort of dragging his legs and used his arms a lot to keep him upright. I suppose he could have been drunk, but I think he more likely had some sort of motor ( Read more... ) -
Journal Change
It's not so much a change as a backup, a spare copy. Today I have had considerable trouble trying to get on livejournal, and in the interest of not losing at least my posts from Guatemala, I've decided to start blogging in two places when possible (and filling in the gaps later when not possible). So, from here on out, I will try to maintain my ( Read more... ) -
Writer's Block: An intimate portrait
If someone wrote a book about my life, it would have to be called "The Adventure of an Ordinary Girl." But if we were writing it for children, we would call it "An Ordinary Girl goes on an Adventure" just so that we could write an entire series of "An Ordinary Girl" books. "An Ordinary Girl gets a Dog," "An Ordinary Girl Rents a House," "An ( Read more... ) -
Gringa on the Ground: Day 392
I once had to do this thing about strengths and weaknesses for a class. We were supposed to make our own lists, and then we were supposed to ask a family member, a friend, and an acquaintance to make lists about us as well. On my mother's lists--yes, both of them--she put the word "sensitive." I suppose I am.
Yesterday afternoon, I went to the ( Read more... ) -
Here in Guatemala: Day 385
This is my second post today. Look for the other down below.
This post is actually a two part post as well. The first part I wrote on September 12th or so and never posted. The second part, I'm posting live-ish.
September 12
"Guatemala had its first round of presidential elections on September 11. The idea of voting on a Sunday seemed quite odd to ( Read more... ) -
Pensamientos: Day 385
Just to let you know, there will be another post later today as well.
Someone asked me last night about my perspective on living in a third-world country, and to be quite frank with all of you, it's probably not the image most of you have in your head. Yes, there is extreme economical poverty...in places of the country. However, there is also ( Read more... ) -
Gringa on the Ground: Day 380
When I came to Guatemala, I was not a teacher. When I came to Guatemala, I didn't speak Spanish all that well. When I came to Guatemala, I was not entirely comfortable with the idea. (However, I was sure that it was the direction for my life.) When I came to Guatemala, I could count all my Guatemalan friends on one hand ( Read more... ) -
Here in Guatemala: Day 376
I seriously didn't see this coming, but it has hit me, and I'm not 100% sure how I feel about it.
I am a status symbol.
Yes, you read that correctly. I mean, I didn't notice it in the last year, but today something happened that really made me take note. I had a co-worker offer to take me home on his motorcycle. Since I barely have enough for bus ( Read more... )