Before I begin, I am not a journalist. I think of this post as a journal entry, unwinding experience vis a vis my emotional reaction. There is a textural context I have yet to unwind[…]
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Category: Small Triumphs
La Inauguración Part Dos | 75 Palabras in Guatemala
Continuing The First Day of School, January 16, 2017 Camera pulls focus on me in the row of teal chairs in the cancha/basketball court/auditorium. I’m sitting on the end of the row in my recently purchased[…]
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Pelar | 75 Palabras in Guatemala
This post is meant to convey first: humor and b: humility. Beyond that, please take it with a grain of salt. For flavor. And oyster pearls. I woke up this morning with a food hangover[…]
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La Publicacion | 75 Palabras in Guatemala
So it’s the New Year and I haven’t heard from Socio #1. I get up the nerve to call. I leave a message: “Can I come visit the school sometime to familiarizandome? Gracias.” I still[…]
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Cualquier Cosa | 75 Palabras in Guatemala
When I moved to site, I become immediately aware of two phrases: “Cualquier cosa, con confianza.” Like peanut butter and jelly, they compliment each other and often come as a pair but can just as[…]
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La Navidad | 75 Palabras in Guatemala
I’ve never been awoken into Christmas morning by a rooster, bombarded by the harsh snaps of endless cohetes and bombas (firecrackers), with small chicks chirping for food around my feet as I walk downstairs to greet the[…]
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Christmas Eve Eve on a Chicken Truck
December 23, 2016: We all rode on a stuffed camioneta home from Xela. Alysa and I spent the sunny day in Xela, I bought more stuff from Walmart and got more necessities for my apartment.[…]
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El Monte | 75 Palabras in Guatemala
December 22, 2016: Today we went back to ‘El Monte,’ the same spot as the first. I’ve gone with her to three ‘montes’ but this is the first time I’ve returned to the same spot,[…]
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Moler | 75 Palabras in Guatemala
Moler means ‘to grind’ or ‘to crush.’ After we’ve toasted coffee beans over the plancha (stove) in the kitchen, Doña Rosario produced a wide cylindrical stone out of the other room where she keeps kitchen supplies.[…]
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La Capacitación | (The Grit and the Polish of Training) 75 Palabras in Guatemala
Week 3 of training, I ate 5 tortillas during one lunch because I loved them so much and came home and broke the key to the house. Out of all the things I’ve managed to[…]
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