Feliz Navidad to everyone who could be reading this. Christmas in Paraguay is a joyous time, papa noel is there rocking out in his north pole getup even though it is 100 plus degrees, there are fireworks, the melon harvest is in full swing, less than a dollar for a giant watermelon, we had an asado with beef, pork, and lamb (although the lamb arrived in a giant chunk and we had to take the machete to it). The best part of the asado is that you roast the meat, then take it off the grill and then everyone takes a knife and carves off what they want. There´s also alot of volleyball and soccer, its nice to get a little exercise after stuffing yourself. Its also school vacation, and there were a few proms and graduations to go to which were good times.
As for work related stuff, things have been coming together very well. I finally have people on board for the cultural center. I had been bouncing the idea around, and the response was pretty tepid, but finally a guy loved it and now people have been coming to me saying ¨Andres, remember when you mentioned a center? I´m interested now¨ so it looks like that project will take off. The idea will be to have sort of a local museum /cultural center/ reading center for the community. We will submit applications to various organizations to help us with acquiring computers, books, etc. Fortunately there is already a building next to the school, centrally located in the town, that is vacant and up for sale.
With the cooperative, we have various projects in various stages of development. There´s obviously the yerba and I have found a source of hoja verde outside of the community that could potentially supply us with 400,000 kilos. Once the barbecua is completed and we are producing the finished yerba we will also have available capital to start investing on behalf of the cooperative in things like a chicken operation, a store for the socios with flour and cooking oil for the house and toothbrushes and notebooks and pens for the niños, stevia or ka´a he´e, using the cooperative to pay peoples electricity and cellular bills, building a field for a youth soccer league, and art and computer class for the town. There is a tremendous amount of potential between the cooperative and the community in general. I am also working on projects with people in a more individual manner, with the store owners to help them manage their inventory and select their products to favor those that are popular and have decent margins and add products like prepared food (empanadas mainly), with farmers helping them expand into aquaculture and raising alternative livestock like the capybara, with people helping them set up home gardens with their own compost and home made (and free) insecticides with seeds supplied through the coop, and other stuff.
Generally everything is going very well. I killed two pigs in the days leading up to christmas and then did some veterinary work with a cow, although we accidentally ripped its tail off (it had a severe infection at its base). There´s a guy in town who has a chess board and we play frequently and I´ve mentioned to him the prospect of starting a chess club, its very dorky, but that kind of stuff is completely absent in rural paraguay, things that are creative and intellectual.
Thats about enough out of me. Time to head back to the dos and catch the afternoon volleyball session.
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Monday, December 3, 2007
Away from the Dos
So, good stuff, Paraguay never ceases to amaze me with how it continually becomes more and more enjoyable. I have definitely broken into a new phase of peace corps service. When you arrive you're a little tense because you've heard all of these things about what its like to serve and you have expectations. And meanwhile you're just trying so hard to have one of those enlightening moments when you see a child playing with a tire and laughing and the world makes sense. But when you do that you find that you just keep waiting. And then all of a sudden, completely unpredictably, the sun is a little warmer on your face and you realize that it the process and the journey that is the enjoyable part. Not to be cliche or hackneyed, but its true, when you stop trying to understand and just kind of let go and live like the paraguayans, and begin to participate whether its the terere circle, the volleyball court, the yerba harvest, the watermelon field, it just all comes together and you may not have that understanding of you place in the world, but you are happy in the place that you are. Don't know how much sense that made, btu I tried.
Anyways, as for the Dos, I have been away for a while. We had thanksgiving dinner at a jungle resort in southeastern paraguay called Hotel Tirol, it was awesome, almost all of the volunteers go and it turns into a kind of mix of summer camp and spring break. The day before I had excellent chinese food in the market of encarnacion and then even better Japanese food at restaurante Hiroshima (don't think that name would fly in the states). It was good stuff, Paraguay beat Chile in their world cup qualifier moving into a tie with Brazil for first place. Brazil is coming to town in March and I will definitely be going to that. Paraguay - Uruguay was also fun a few weeks ago, but Brazil might be slightly more challenging. After that, I went and visited a few other people in my group in Cazapa and Villarica and got a taste of what its like to be in slightly larger cities and can know say it tastes like hamburgers and delicious lomito arabes. Unlike the dos where it is impossible to buy food, but I have sufficiently scouted the town to know where to go if I want a good chicken with spaghetti and more importantly where to avoid if I don't want to eat cow intestines. After that we returned to Guarambare, which was the area where we spent our first three months in country. It was nice to see the host family again and also to have our group together again. Randomly, there is a french expat in guarambare that makes excellent, excellent cheese; like aged goat cheese, queso azul, fresh mozarella, whatever. So good, we would pick up cheese and then go eat it at the bar and munch lomitos. One of the nights one of the guys in our group hosted a tatakua pizza party. The tatakua is a traditional oven that is a dome of bricks with two openings, you builda fire in it, heat up the bricks, sweep out the fire, and cook with the residual heat, and it is freaking delicious, the pizza was from scratch too. Tatakua is guarani for fire hole.
Post 3 month training was all based around language which was a nice little boost for us. I am close to being completely conversational which makes it very easy to get around paraguay. Anyone outside of asuncion prefers it, and will do favors for you ranging from hithcing a ride to inviting you to their house for terere or sopa paraguaya. After training, we spent a few nights in Asuncion. Fun it was. First night headed to mercado cuatro which is the huge market at which you can buy literally anything to find some korean barbeque which was unbelievable. I have to say, I had braced myself to not eat kimchi for 2 and a half years and was pleasantly surprised I was able to indulge that little pleasure. Afterwards, we're just walking around downtown asuncion, which is not the best place to be at 11, and hear BB King coming out of a bar adn think, awesome, a jazz club, and they're settign up equipment for a show. Get in the show starts and its a paraguayan heavy metal band, which was amazing in its own right. They played some ozzy osbourne, but it was like watching people who had only read about what they should do at a metal concert trying to make it happen. All in all its been a good little excursion out of the dos, and I'm looking forward to returning. And I did not raft 440 Kilometers down the rio parana.
As for the work I'll have when I get back to the dos, I'm very much looking forward to it. We have procured money for the barbecua from yerba sales. We pulled in a cool 5.4 million for last year's harvest. The shitty thing was that it was low quality and we had to sell it at a low price. Worse than that, we had to take our 3000 kilos, dump it out, mix it manually with 3000 kilos of our buyers yerba, and then repack it and load it into a truck. It took about 15 hours and then the truck died and we had to push it. It was shitty work, but when I am green head to toe covered with yerba dust, it does wonders for my profile in the dos. So now that we have the funds for the barbecua, my main goals are to help with planning and coming up with a protocol for its operation, because our capacity will be so greatly augmented, coming up with a strategy to secure the raw leaf of people who are not socios, expand the services of the cooperative to make a push to get more socios, and to generally improve our practices for record keeping and that sort of thing. Its funny, I've become a serial micromanager. On top of work with the coop, I'll probably teach some english, do school gardens, work with the women's comittee (which is already very well organized and runs a weekly party for the town in which there is a soccer tournament in which the champion doesn't carry a trophy off teh field, but rather a live pig for their team asado that night; needless to say, i'm looking for a team), do work with the small farmer's association, and right now I am planting the seeds in people's heads in my community to make a community cultural/learning center. That last one would be a herculean effort and would definitely recquire financial assistance either from USAID or sympathetic americans statesside. The Dos is an intersting place, I've found more about its history from talking to people and apperantly, it wasn't just founded by the government. Apperantly they original inhabitants went there and engaged in a three year, at times armed conflict that they refer to as the 'lucha' in which they fought against a wealthy chilean who had bought off the police force. After three years of struggling for the government to recognize their right to the land, the people finally organized a truck to carry them all to asuncion to protest the nacional government, Stroessner, to give them title, and it worked and the town was officially founded May 20th, 1984, which I still can't get over that the town was founded the same year I was born. Anyways, the idea is to form a center that would document this history. There are 'artifacts' all over the place, the first well, old farm equipment, and that sort of stuff, but the most abundant resource is the people. My dream would be to have interviews with people in digital form that could be put on communal computers at this center that would also have encyclopedias and that sort of thing. The town isn't ready for a library yet, so it would have to be very heavy media. Basically, I want the people who made the history to establish the historical record. But, it would be expensive, and difficult to reach concensus on things, btu I have 20 months to work on it. Right now I am only hinting at the notion of memorializing this struggle, and people are fairly receptive to that.
So I am now off to the mall to get some burger king for lunch at the mall where I saw transformers twice in one day, not very peace corps, but Asuncion is a city where a souped up mercedes suv will be waiting at a red light next to a donkey cart. Good stuff,
hopefully paraguay will continue to give me things decently interesting to write about.
Anderw
Anyways, as for the Dos, I have been away for a while. We had thanksgiving dinner at a jungle resort in southeastern paraguay called Hotel Tirol, it was awesome, almost all of the volunteers go and it turns into a kind of mix of summer camp and spring break. The day before I had excellent chinese food in the market of encarnacion and then even better Japanese food at restaurante Hiroshima (don't think that name would fly in the states). It was good stuff, Paraguay beat Chile in their world cup qualifier moving into a tie with Brazil for first place. Brazil is coming to town in March and I will definitely be going to that. Paraguay - Uruguay was also fun a few weeks ago, but Brazil might be slightly more challenging. After that, I went and visited a few other people in my group in Cazapa and Villarica and got a taste of what its like to be in slightly larger cities and can know say it tastes like hamburgers and delicious lomito arabes. Unlike the dos where it is impossible to buy food, but I have sufficiently scouted the town to know where to go if I want a good chicken with spaghetti and more importantly where to avoid if I don't want to eat cow intestines. After that we returned to Guarambare, which was the area where we spent our first three months in country. It was nice to see the host family again and also to have our group together again. Randomly, there is a french expat in guarambare that makes excellent, excellent cheese; like aged goat cheese, queso azul, fresh mozarella, whatever. So good, we would pick up cheese and then go eat it at the bar and munch lomitos. One of the nights one of the guys in our group hosted a tatakua pizza party. The tatakua is a traditional oven that is a dome of bricks with two openings, you builda fire in it, heat up the bricks, sweep out the fire, and cook with the residual heat, and it is freaking delicious, the pizza was from scratch too. Tatakua is guarani for fire hole.
Post 3 month training was all based around language which was a nice little boost for us. I am close to being completely conversational which makes it very easy to get around paraguay. Anyone outside of asuncion prefers it, and will do favors for you ranging from hithcing a ride to inviting you to their house for terere or sopa paraguaya. After training, we spent a few nights in Asuncion. Fun it was. First night headed to mercado cuatro which is the huge market at which you can buy literally anything to find some korean barbeque which was unbelievable. I have to say, I had braced myself to not eat kimchi for 2 and a half years and was pleasantly surprised I was able to indulge that little pleasure. Afterwards, we're just walking around downtown asuncion, which is not the best place to be at 11, and hear BB King coming out of a bar adn think, awesome, a jazz club, and they're settign up equipment for a show. Get in the show starts and its a paraguayan heavy metal band, which was amazing in its own right. They played some ozzy osbourne, but it was like watching people who had only read about what they should do at a metal concert trying to make it happen. All in all its been a good little excursion out of the dos, and I'm looking forward to returning. And I did not raft 440 Kilometers down the rio parana.
As for the work I'll have when I get back to the dos, I'm very much looking forward to it. We have procured money for the barbecua from yerba sales. We pulled in a cool 5.4 million for last year's harvest. The shitty thing was that it was low quality and we had to sell it at a low price. Worse than that, we had to take our 3000 kilos, dump it out, mix it manually with 3000 kilos of our buyers yerba, and then repack it and load it into a truck. It took about 15 hours and then the truck died and we had to push it. It was shitty work, but when I am green head to toe covered with yerba dust, it does wonders for my profile in the dos. So now that we have the funds for the barbecua, my main goals are to help with planning and coming up with a protocol for its operation, because our capacity will be so greatly augmented, coming up with a strategy to secure the raw leaf of people who are not socios, expand the services of the cooperative to make a push to get more socios, and to generally improve our practices for record keeping and that sort of thing. Its funny, I've become a serial micromanager. On top of work with the coop, I'll probably teach some english, do school gardens, work with the women's comittee (which is already very well organized and runs a weekly party for the town in which there is a soccer tournament in which the champion doesn't carry a trophy off teh field, but rather a live pig for their team asado that night; needless to say, i'm looking for a team), do work with the small farmer's association, and right now I am planting the seeds in people's heads in my community to make a community cultural/learning center. That last one would be a herculean effort and would definitely recquire financial assistance either from USAID or sympathetic americans statesside. The Dos is an intersting place, I've found more about its history from talking to people and apperantly, it wasn't just founded by the government. Apperantly they original inhabitants went there and engaged in a three year, at times armed conflict that they refer to as the 'lucha' in which they fought against a wealthy chilean who had bought off the police force. After three years of struggling for the government to recognize their right to the land, the people finally organized a truck to carry them all to asuncion to protest the nacional government, Stroessner, to give them title, and it worked and the town was officially founded May 20th, 1984, which I still can't get over that the town was founded the same year I was born. Anyways, the idea is to form a center that would document this history. There are 'artifacts' all over the place, the first well, old farm equipment, and that sort of stuff, but the most abundant resource is the people. My dream would be to have interviews with people in digital form that could be put on communal computers at this center that would also have encyclopedias and that sort of thing. The town isn't ready for a library yet, so it would have to be very heavy media. Basically, I want the people who made the history to establish the historical record. But, it would be expensive, and difficult to reach concensus on things, btu I have 20 months to work on it. Right now I am only hinting at the notion of memorializing this struggle, and people are fairly receptive to that.
So I am now off to the mall to get some burger king for lunch at the mall where I saw transformers twice in one day, not very peace corps, but Asuncion is a city where a souped up mercedes suv will be waiting at a red light next to a donkey cart. Good stuff,
hopefully paraguay will continue to give me things decently interesting to write about.
Anderw
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Tavapy II - 'The Dos'
So...I apologize for writing such horrendously boring entries before. I think it is due to two primary erasons. 1: I hate blogs and never wanted to have one, and 2: I was just a scared, shivering, sick trainee when I wrote them abd ddin't have any idea where I was going to be living for the next two years and was nervous about getting a shitty site. In training everything was very structured and you worried about your guarani not being good enough and getting sent ot a city and stuff like that, although peace corps is more than happy to stick someone with no guarani into the campo. In short, it was tense and not conducive to writing flowing blogs. Then I show up at my site (a day late, mind you, because i had to stop at a seedy motel for the night because i took a late bus and couldn't reach my site and saw a colleague of mine from another cooperative show up with two prostitutes, good start). I get off the bus and walk the 6 KM to site and its like 'what's up, they call me andres, heard you guys needed a peace corps volunteer' and then we get to drinking terere and mate and hoeing in the fields and getting foot parasites.
My site is in Alto Parana, the department of Ciudad del Este, what some say is the world epicenter for smuggling and general lawlessness (this link was supplied by one mr. ben lavely http://www.jeffreygoldberg.net/articles/tny/a_reporter_at_large_in_the_par_1.php good guy looking out for his buddy). Ciudad del Este is insane, it completely unregulated commerce run amok. There are mosques and pagodas, great asian and lebanese food, and a bridge you can walk across into Brazil. Anyways, I rarely go except for with my small farmers committee which sells their produce there and when I just have to eat something other than fried flour, you can get spicy seafood noodles there and they bring out scissors like you used to use in kindergarten to cut the noodles.
Back to the Dos. My community is actually only 4 months older than I am as it was founded May 20th 1984. It was started as a program for relocating poor landless city dwellers to the parts of Paraguay that were rapidly being colonized by Brazillian settlers, that being the reason today the closest city to me that I go to for internet is entirely portuguese speakers, at least 90%. The town 50 KM southwest of Ciudad del Este and is a 5x5 kilometer grid with three dirt roads making up the passage. Every person who went was given a plot of land 100 meters wide and 10 KM long. The first thing they all did was chop down most of the atlantic rainforest and sell the timber. And then they started making babies. Almost every family has at least 6-7 children and many have somewhere in the teens. Needless to say, their 10 hectares couldn't support them and as a result, many of the first generation born in the dos is in spain or argentina along with literally millions of their countrymen. The two main crops are mandioca which I unfortunately eat 3 times a day (also called cassava or yucca) and yerba mate which I fortunately drink a dozen times a day. Some people have home gardens, but not enough, and that will be a big project of mine along with home composting. My main project though is working qwith the cooperative that produce the yerba. The town sits on three ridges with two streams running through, arroyo Santa Lucia, and Arroyo Cuna Piru which is guarani for thin girl, as of yet I've gotten no explanation as to why. There are still stands of forest and the areas around the streams are still lush and jungle like which is nice for fishing. Surrounding the town are massive, gigantic, soy and wheat operations owned by brazillians, germans, and japanese.
My day to day in the dos varies wildly. I usually wake up at around 6. Sometimes I'll stay in bed until 7 and I'll get up and they'll say buenas tardes (good afternoon for those who don't habla espanol) to me and laugh their heads off. Then I eat fried flour with cocido which is yerba and sugar that they have put a burning ember into to melt it and then they steep it. After that I either do field work, planting, watering, hoeing, what have you, hang out with families or committees, or work on my coop's computer which is a mix of excel and minesweeper usually. Sometimes 3D space pinball if I'm feeling crazy. Whichever activity theres a lot of Terere, the cold version of Mate. The big differences between the two are the yuyos you put into them which can be anything that grows. Yuyos can be anything, there are roots, stems, leaves, what have you. You just mash them up and throw them in, or in the case of mate boil them with the water. You then drink the brew out of your guampa which is a little wooden gourd for mate, or a hollowed out bull horn for terere, and drink it with your bombilla which is a metal straw with a filter on the end. While doing this I suggest to them ideas like the net present value of a yerba tree to convince them to plant more trees, or different savings plans to finance our barbecua which is one of the ovens that you toast the yerba in (right now i'm working on a team based incentive program where they're rewarded for forming bigger teams and for reaching a monthly goal with a slightly higher monthly interest rate, and also a system that would be similar to the coop issuinging and selling bonds to its members. And generally we just chat it up. They tell a lot of jokes and are very upbeat people who are really pleasure to be around. I am also a source of entertainment for them when I do things like step in ant hills in my flip flops or better yet, one time I put my hat down while hoeing and when I put it back on was swarmed by red ants that had inhabited it. Sometimes I do things like accidentally fall into streams or step into really deep mud, sure fire way to get them laughing. One day I worked on the computer all day and built them a spreadsheet to manage the savings program and automatically tally their interest rate prizes. I got home and showed the president of the cooperative and he was just like 'looks good, time to go kill a pig'. And we did. I held its back legs senora held its chest down adn the president gave it the death jab. This was followed by pouring boiling water onto it and skinning it with spoons and brushes that are used in the kitchen and the bathroom, and then gutting it. Good stuff, and hygenic. The kicker to this is that we didn't eat the meat, just sold it. Leaving us with the following menu. That dinner was fried kidneys, liver, and neck. Next day lunch and dinner, small and large intestine. And after this I thought we were done, and I'm sitting outside reading and I look over and see senora walking out of the house with the pig head in one hand and the axe in the other getting ready to make some pig head with rice. Actually none of it was that bad. I also during training saw a cow go from standing around eating grass to hanging in 8 pieces and a bucket of guts in about 20 minutes. One day, our activity was getting honey from feral bees. Usually when you think of beekeepers they have long sleeves, smokers, and those ridiculous masks. But we set out with regular clothes, a smoking plate of cow poo, and a knife and miraculously I didn't get stung, but the guys I went with was stung 3 times. Another day I went dove hunting with a family with slingshots and clay pellets we had made the day before (I didn't try to explain to them the irony of a peace corps volunteer killing doves, but it was freaking impossible so moot point anyway, somehow the kids are able to go out in the morning and come back with a dozen dead doves). Fishing is popular and is very tranquilo, you just dig up some worms, thrown in a line, push the stick into the ground and take a nap or drink some terere. There's a lot of stream swimming although more in the summer.
As for socializing, the town is completely spread out with nothing resembling a town center. All of the committees have weekly meetings, and then people get together for birthday and saints days usually with lots of meat and lots of beer. It is incredibly difficult to describe everything, and even more so because I have such sporadic internet access, but I'll try to. I hope this entry is better than previous ones. I do really love Paraguay and the people. I am going to the Paraguay vs. Uruguay world cup qualifier home opener tonight and that should be fun. If ever you want a southern update live and by voice I can be reached at
001 595 971 101 225 calling from the US, although as you can imagine, reception is spotty in rural paraguay. I'll also try to get some pictures up soon
Hope things in the states are going well for everyone
sdfg
My site is in Alto Parana, the department of Ciudad del Este, what some say is the world epicenter for smuggling and general lawlessness (this link was supplied by one mr. ben lavely http://www.jeffreygoldberg.net/articles/tny/a_reporter_at_large_in_the_par_1.php good guy looking out for his buddy). Ciudad del Este is insane, it completely unregulated commerce run amok. There are mosques and pagodas, great asian and lebanese food, and a bridge you can walk across into Brazil. Anyways, I rarely go except for with my small farmers committee which sells their produce there and when I just have to eat something other than fried flour, you can get spicy seafood noodles there and they bring out scissors like you used to use in kindergarten to cut the noodles.
Back to the Dos. My community is actually only 4 months older than I am as it was founded May 20th 1984. It was started as a program for relocating poor landless city dwellers to the parts of Paraguay that were rapidly being colonized by Brazillian settlers, that being the reason today the closest city to me that I go to for internet is entirely portuguese speakers, at least 90%. The town 50 KM southwest of Ciudad del Este and is a 5x5 kilometer grid with three dirt roads making up the passage. Every person who went was given a plot of land 100 meters wide and 10 KM long. The first thing they all did was chop down most of the atlantic rainforest and sell the timber. And then they started making babies. Almost every family has at least 6-7 children and many have somewhere in the teens. Needless to say, their 10 hectares couldn't support them and as a result, many of the first generation born in the dos is in spain or argentina along with literally millions of their countrymen. The two main crops are mandioca which I unfortunately eat 3 times a day (also called cassava or yucca) and yerba mate which I fortunately drink a dozen times a day. Some people have home gardens, but not enough, and that will be a big project of mine along with home composting. My main project though is working qwith the cooperative that produce the yerba. The town sits on three ridges with two streams running through, arroyo Santa Lucia, and Arroyo Cuna Piru which is guarani for thin girl, as of yet I've gotten no explanation as to why. There are still stands of forest and the areas around the streams are still lush and jungle like which is nice for fishing. Surrounding the town are massive, gigantic, soy and wheat operations owned by brazillians, germans, and japanese.
My day to day in the dos varies wildly. I usually wake up at around 6. Sometimes I'll stay in bed until 7 and I'll get up and they'll say buenas tardes (good afternoon for those who don't habla espanol) to me and laugh their heads off. Then I eat fried flour with cocido which is yerba and sugar that they have put a burning ember into to melt it and then they steep it. After that I either do field work, planting, watering, hoeing, what have you, hang out with families or committees, or work on my coop's computer which is a mix of excel and minesweeper usually. Sometimes 3D space pinball if I'm feeling crazy. Whichever activity theres a lot of Terere, the cold version of Mate. The big differences between the two are the yuyos you put into them which can be anything that grows. Yuyos can be anything, there are roots, stems, leaves, what have you. You just mash them up and throw them in, or in the case of mate boil them with the water. You then drink the brew out of your guampa which is a little wooden gourd for mate, or a hollowed out bull horn for terere, and drink it with your bombilla which is a metal straw with a filter on the end. While doing this I suggest to them ideas like the net present value of a yerba tree to convince them to plant more trees, or different savings plans to finance our barbecua which is one of the ovens that you toast the yerba in (right now i'm working on a team based incentive program where they're rewarded for forming bigger teams and for reaching a monthly goal with a slightly higher monthly interest rate, and also a system that would be similar to the coop issuinging and selling bonds to its members. And generally we just chat it up. They tell a lot of jokes and are very upbeat people who are really pleasure to be around. I am also a source of entertainment for them when I do things like step in ant hills in my flip flops or better yet, one time I put my hat down while hoeing and when I put it back on was swarmed by red ants that had inhabited it. Sometimes I do things like accidentally fall into streams or step into really deep mud, sure fire way to get them laughing. One day I worked on the computer all day and built them a spreadsheet to manage the savings program and automatically tally their interest rate prizes. I got home and showed the president of the cooperative and he was just like 'looks good, time to go kill a pig'. And we did. I held its back legs senora held its chest down adn the president gave it the death jab. This was followed by pouring boiling water onto it and skinning it with spoons and brushes that are used in the kitchen and the bathroom, and then gutting it. Good stuff, and hygenic. The kicker to this is that we didn't eat the meat, just sold it. Leaving us with the following menu. That dinner was fried kidneys, liver, and neck. Next day lunch and dinner, small and large intestine. And after this I thought we were done, and I'm sitting outside reading and I look over and see senora walking out of the house with the pig head in one hand and the axe in the other getting ready to make some pig head with rice. Actually none of it was that bad. I also during training saw a cow go from standing around eating grass to hanging in 8 pieces and a bucket of guts in about 20 minutes. One day, our activity was getting honey from feral bees. Usually when you think of beekeepers they have long sleeves, smokers, and those ridiculous masks. But we set out with regular clothes, a smoking plate of cow poo, and a knife and miraculously I didn't get stung, but the guys I went with was stung 3 times. Another day I went dove hunting with a family with slingshots and clay pellets we had made the day before (I didn't try to explain to them the irony of a peace corps volunteer killing doves, but it was freaking impossible so moot point anyway, somehow the kids are able to go out in the morning and come back with a dozen dead doves). Fishing is popular and is very tranquilo, you just dig up some worms, thrown in a line, push the stick into the ground and take a nap or drink some terere. There's a lot of stream swimming although more in the summer.
As for socializing, the town is completely spread out with nothing resembling a town center. All of the committees have weekly meetings, and then people get together for birthday and saints days usually with lots of meat and lots of beer. It is incredibly difficult to describe everything, and even more so because I have such sporadic internet access, but I'll try to. I hope this entry is better than previous ones. I do really love Paraguay and the people. I am going to the Paraguay vs. Uruguay world cup qualifier home opener tonight and that should be fun. If ever you want a southern update live and by voice I can be reached at
001 595 971 101 225 calling from the US, although as you can imagine, reception is spotty in rural paraguay. I'll also try to get some pictures up soon
Hope things in the states are going well for everyone
sdfg
Saturday, July 14, 2007
Guaraní
And now, an introduction to the beautiful language of Guaraní
Yes: Heê
No: Nahaniri
Who, what, where, when, why:
Mava, Mba'e, Moô, Araka'e, Mba'ere
numbers:
1 peteî
2 mokôi
3 mbohapy
4 irundy
5 po
the personal pronouns are
I - Che
you - nde
he\she\it - ha'e
we - ñande (inclusive) ore (exclusive)
you all - peê
them - ha'e kuera
The verbs come in three different types
areals, aireals, and chendalles
areals you add:
Singular Plural
1st person a ja\ña ( for oral\nasal words) ro (exclusive we)
2nd person re pe
3rd person o o
the aireals are the same, but its ai, rei, oi, etc.
the chendalles you just add the personal pronoun and then a word
che kane'o is I am tired, it is like estoy cansado in spanish
but for the third person it isn't just ha'e
you add an i: ikane'o
but for words that begin with vowels you add an ij- if its oral or iñ- if its nasal
and the most important phrase you need:
aipota peteî cerveza penguino rumbyicha
which means: I want a beer like a penguin's ass , which during the summer is apparently quite the necessity.
one of the great things about guaraní in paraguay is that a lot of the jokes and sayings like that are in guaraní
to make things be in the future you add -ta to the end if it is an affirmative statement and -mo'aî if it is a negative statement
for the past when you are asking, you add -ra'e, but when you are responding you add -kuri.
and then there are many, many ¨particles¨ that are little words that indicate things like time, location, desire, necessity, emphasis, and many other things.
-se indicates desire
-ne indicates necessity, and -chene indicates lack of necesity
-hiná indicates an action in progress
Voluntariokuera Cuerpo de Pazndive omba´apo campope opytyvô hagua paraguayokuera
Volunteers with the Peace Corps work in the country to help paraguayans
But all in all learning two languages simultaneously is easier than I thought it would be.
Yes: Heê
No: Nahaniri
Who, what, where, when, why:
Mava, Mba'e, Moô, Araka'e, Mba'ere
numbers:
1 peteî
2 mokôi
3 mbohapy
4 irundy
5 po
the personal pronouns are
I - Che
you - nde
he\she\it - ha'e
we - ñande (inclusive) ore (exclusive)
you all - peê
them - ha'e kuera
The verbs come in three different types
areals, aireals, and chendalles
areals you add:
Singular Plural
1st person a ja\ña ( for oral\nasal words) ro (exclusive we)
2nd person re pe
3rd person o o
the aireals are the same, but its ai, rei, oi, etc.
the chendalles you just add the personal pronoun and then a word
che kane'o is I am tired, it is like estoy cansado in spanish
but for the third person it isn't just ha'e
you add an i: ikane'o
but for words that begin with vowels you add an ij- if its oral or iñ- if its nasal
and the most important phrase you need:
aipota peteî cerveza penguino rumbyicha
which means: I want a beer like a penguin's ass , which during the summer is apparently quite the necessity.
one of the great things about guaraní in paraguay is that a lot of the jokes and sayings like that are in guaraní
to make things be in the future you add -ta to the end if it is an affirmative statement and -mo'aî if it is a negative statement
for the past when you are asking, you add -ra'e, but when you are responding you add -kuri.
and then there are many, many ¨particles¨ that are little words that indicate things like time, location, desire, necessity, emphasis, and many other things.
-se indicates desire
-ne indicates necessity, and -chene indicates lack of necesity
-hiná indicates an action in progress
Voluntariokuera Cuerpo de Pazndive omba´apo campope opytyvô hagua paraguayokuera
Volunteers with the Peace Corps work in the country to help paraguayans
But all in all learning two languages simultaneously is easier than I thought it would be.
What I will be doing
So we´ve passed our halfway point, and our class now has a much better idea of what we will be doing. With the rural economic development (RED) program, we will have our primary goal of working with cooperatives. These cooperatives can make anything from yogurt to bananas, and clothing to savings and loans services. We help them in a variety of ways be it, helping them with their books, comply with coop regulations, liase between them and other coops or organizations, and helping them design and execute projects, whether it is helping a strawberry coop start a jam service or a coop that gives loans with starting a program for savings. We also have secondary projects that we are encouraged to take on. These include income generating projects like apiculture (beekeeping), pisciculture (fish ponds), adding new products, or microfinance. They can also be for the community, like working with youth or women´s groups, assisting small businesses with project design, feasability studies, marketing and other things. The nice thing about the RED program is that our training is very broad and we have the potential to take on many projects. Although they do keep us very busy with training as a result. Hopefully I will start making funny posts soon, and there are also pictures to come once I get a faster internet connection.
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
June 19th: Return from Volunteer visit
Paraguay has been very interesting and challenging while still being very entertaining and very tranquilopa. I have been living with a family for the last two weeks in a small compania called Las Piedras. My Papa and Mama are Don Miguel and Dona Catalina. She runs a carniceria and he is a vegatable farmer. They live with their 5 year old granddaughter Najali who is very cute and is at a similar point in Spanish as I am (because almost everyone starts out learning Guarani). The town is small but there is a lot going on and I am there with 6 other volunteers. There is a snack bar, copetin, where we get empanadas and beers. There is a soccer field where the semi-professional team plays on Sundays where the games are often followed by fireworks and fights between the opposing fans. I have also been invited to several lunchs, dinner, a wedding, and other festivals (last Tuesday we had off to celebrate the end of the Chaco War). During training (which we are in for the next 8 weeks) they keep us very busy with 4 hours of language class in the morning and 4 hours of technical training in the afternoon. We do though get time off and have been able to go to Asuncion and to other places. I have been to Ita, and am in Ita now actually, Itagua, Caaguazu, Guarambare, J.A. Saldivar, and Juan Manuel Frutos. And I just returned from my visit with a current Volunteer which lasted for 4 days. He worked in a town called Pastoreo which was large compared to the training site. We went to a festival for the town´s patron Saint and then the next night had a barbeque for some of the people he knew in town.
And I should have included this in my first post, but my views are mine alone and do not represent the views of the Peace Corps of the United States Government
And I should have included this in my first post, but my views are mine alone and do not represent the views of the Peace Corps of the United States Government
Sunday, May 27, 2007
May 28th
Paraguay is an interesting country. If anyone is curious enough, there is a book called 'At the Tomb of the Inflatable Pig' by John Gimlette that really captures the essence of Paraguay, I think, as I won't have gone there until 4 days from now. Paraguay is a land of contrasts. It is bisected by the aptly named Rio Paraguay, and the two halves are basically as opposite as ecosystems and lifestyles can be while lying on the same tropic, the Tropic of Capricorn. The West, the Chaco, is dry, unimaginably flat, and represents 60% of Paraguay's land and only 3% of her people. The East is mountainous and lush. The 6.5 million people in Paraguay are almost entirely of mixed European and Native blood. Excluding the immigrants that is. Paraguay contains populations of Japanese, Russian Mennonites (who produce the entire country's supply of dairy), Arabs, and descendants of Australian Socialists, French colonists, Fleeing nazis, and prosyletizing Jesuits. One post cannot do justice to the demographics of this country. Anyways, I shouldn't go on too long as I have not even stepped foot on its soil yet.
I do have a vague idea of what it is I will be doing though. I will be working as a rural economic development promoter. From what I am told it is unrealistic to create concrete expectations because the variance between sites is so large. I could be working with cotton growers, cattle ranchers, or some other crops rearer. What I do know is that we work largely with Paraguayan farmer's cooperatives to assist them with managerial organization, marketing, adding value to their products and so on. On top of that we are encouraged to take on secondary projects that could involve health and sanitation extension, microfinance, alternative energy, english teaching, and other community based projects. I'm sure that I will have the chance to periodically update this blog and look forward to reading anyone's responses and emails.
I do have a vague idea of what it is I will be doing though. I will be working as a rural economic development promoter. From what I am told it is unrealistic to create concrete expectations because the variance between sites is so large. I could be working with cotton growers, cattle ranchers, or some other crops rearer. What I do know is that we work largely with Paraguayan farmer's cooperatives to assist them with managerial organization, marketing, adding value to their products and so on. On top of that we are encouraged to take on secondary projects that could involve health and sanitation extension, microfinance, alternative energy, english teaching, and other community based projects. I'm sure that I will have the chance to periodically update this blog and look forward to reading anyone's responses and emails.
Monday, May 21, 2007
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