Thursday, May 17, 2007

I was kindly informed by my Auntie Ann that I need to Cite what I wrote in my last blog. It is taken from a book entitled All I Ever Really Needed to Know I Learned in Kindergarten by Robert Fulghum

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

My friend Mark wrote this is his facebook profile and I like it. Maybe it is a little corny, but hell I{m a little corny.


Most of what I really need to know about how to live, and what to do, and how to be, I learned in Kindergarten. Wisdom was not at the top of the college school mountain, but there in the sandbox at nursery school. These are the things I learned: Share everything. Play fair. Don't hit people. Put things back where you found them. Clean up your own mess. Don't take things that aren't yours. Say you're sorry when you hurt somebody.Wash your hands before you eat. Flush. Warm cookies and milk are good for you.Live a balanced life. Learn some and think some and and draw and paint and sing and dance and and play and work some everyday. Take a nap every afternoon. When you go out into the world, watch for traffic, hold hands, and stick together. Be aware of wonder. Remember the little seed in the plastic cup. The roots go down and the plant goes up and nobody really knows how or why, but we are all like that. Goldfish and hamsters and white mice and even the little seed in the plastic cup-they all die. So do we. And then remember the book about Dick and Jane and the first word you learned, the biggest word of all: LOOK. Everything you need to know is in there somewhere. The Golden Rule and love and basic sanitation, ecology and politics and sane living. Think of what a better world it would be if we all-the whole world-had cookies and milk about 3 o'clock every afternoon and then lay down with our blankets for a nap. Or if we had a basic policy in our nation and other nations to always put things back where you found them and clean up our own messes. And it is still true, no matter how old you are, when you go out into the world, it is best to hold hands and stick together.

Thursday, May 10, 2007

Got caught taking illegal vacation, in deep trouble. I have one strike, I have to be perfect the rest of my service. This will be a huge struggle.

Saturday, May 05, 2007

Back in Ica, celebrating a friend´s birthday and my hostal has free internet, so I am taking full advantage. Last month we had an all girl´s leadership/environmental camp. It was awesome, for the majority of the girls it was the first time that they had spent the night outside of their house, so they were super excited. We had awesome peruvian women speakers come in, a botanist and a psychologist. The pschycologist was pretty typical, doing a ton of self esteem activities with the girls, that the vols have all witnessed enough to feel like they were super corny. The botanist, on the other hand, was awesome. She started talking about natural medicine, and how every single plant on the earth has medicinal properties, and how pharmecutical medicine is all based on the design of natural medicine. She also talked about how the people living in this area were experts on natural medicine because they can´t afford medicine in a pharmacy and also because a phamarcy or doctor´s office is so far away. Another thing she stated which I found pretty cool was that everything in the world has a purpose, including disease, because it acts as a population check. She ended her talk by teaching us how to make medicinal balms. I hope this blog is not packed full of info to the point of oversaturation, but if it is I am sorry. Another thing we learned at camp is SODIS, it is a process of water purification. In Peru, not many people drink boiled water for many reasons, the process is tedious, gas for the oven is expensive, the process is even more tedious if the women only have firewood to cook over. Anyways, so we introduced a new way of water purification, in which you fill up 3 liter sized bottles full of water and then lay them on the roof for 6 hours and the rays from the sun kills all the bacteria, parasites, virus´s, etc. This camp was so awesome because the girls got to see that women are valuable on their own, not by how they are useful to men, beauty, cooking, cleaning, washing, etc. They participated in discussions and were encouraged to share their opinions. It was so great and needed in this really, really machista culture. When I got home my girls that I brought to camp told me that they wanted to start a girl´s leadership group, and I am so pumped. I am going to give them complete ownership. They want to raise money to go on trips, and they want to teach what they have learned to the community. It is so completely empowering to see it, and it makes me see living in a machista culture in a new light, because instead of accepting it, I see it as my job to challenge it, and try to encourage the girls to feel worth in their own being, instead of how well they marry or if they even marry at all.

oh yeah, side note, we had compliment bags in which the girls put nice things about everybody in camp. In the guy volunteers´bags they put things like you are really guapo (hot) and responsable. hehehehe...It is so funny because they are regurgitating words they heard from the leadership talks, and they are saying things like that which is complete crap because after the talks they think that that is what gringos like to hear.


This should be another blog, but I am putting it as this one because I am scared that if I add it as a blog no one will read what I said up above this run on sentence thinking that it is an old blog. If that makes sense, good, or if it is not very coherent, don´t think about it too much it is not that important.

Stuff I had to deal with in one day.

some stranger in my town told me I was gaining weight and asked if I had stopped running. I lost my temper and told him, yeah, but the thing was I could lose the weight, he is always going to be ugly.......I know, not the right thing to say, but to tell you the truth I do not regret saying it at all.

My host mom told me that I had gotten really good at washing my clothes by hand, and finally that meant I could get married. Shoot me.

A woman that lives in the house told me that she was really thirsty and that I should invite the family to a soda. I told her I only had money for the car into town, where my bank is, and she kept begging, I asked her why didn´t she invite me to a soda and she told me because I had just got paid, and asked why I did not have money. At this point I had to leave, because I wanted to strangle her.


A conversation that almost made up for it. I was talking to my host mom about the miss Universe contests and telling her that I did not really agree with them, and she told me, you know what Erin, I never told anybody this, but I don´t either, because I think that a person should be judged by what is on the inside and not the outside. We talked about this more, talked about the objectifying of women, and she was saying that maybe that is why women in Peru have little rights in the society, because they are not really looked at as a person, but are sexualized and have been sexualized since childhood, wearing minny skirts and high heels since the time they could walk. Their worth is determined by how much they are adored by men and subservient to men. This was a conversation I never thought I would have with a Peruvian. It was pretty cool.

ummmmmm, that is about it. Until next time!!

Tuesday, May 01, 2007

What a mess. I tried to enter to write a blog and they told me my password was wrong. Whatever it is in charge of writing and telling me that is a liar, because I know my password frontward and backward. Then I gave them my email address so that they could send me my password, I checked my email and it was not there. 9 hours later I realized that it probably was sent to my spam file, I checked, it was there. As it turns out what they were trying to tell me is that now I have to sign in under my google password, and to make a long and boring story short , well here I am.

wow, it has been a while since I have written. I will start with the basics, like last email.

mood...hyped up to the point of discomfort. I drank coffee and am not accustomed to doing this and it is a little too much caffeine

music...like always Shakira, but I am really missing Bob Marley, Lucinda Williams and Skynnerd (sp)

books...everything mom and aunt sent me plus Bastard out of Carolina.

I will start at the beginning. My trip to Ica. It was awesome!!! I stayed in a backpackers hostal for less then 3 dollars a night. It was full of travelers from all over the world, a monkey, several turtles, a dog, that was walking around with something looking like what I would imagine a placenta hanging out (gross) (really really gross). My friends and I went sandboarding, we were all ridiculously terrible, but the doon buggy ride was awesome. We sat on top of one of the dunes and watched the sunset, all the while talking about everything possible. The next day we went on a boat ride to an island without human inhabitants, but full of sea lions, with a few penguins. I will put up pictures later. That night I stayed up talking to some guys that worked there until the sunrose. It turns out one of the guys worked in Chatanooga for 2 years painting the inside of some hotel, I don´t remember the name of it. But it is an expensive hotel. And the grand finale, I held a monkey in my arms. He wouldn´t leave my arms, and I was scared that if I forced the Adios he would bite me so I got kind of nervous and sort of threw him. He crawled up in a ball and started crying, and so I told him that I was sorry and invited him to cuddle in my arms again. My invitation was accepted. It was a great trip. The only downer was that it left me completely broke the whole month, but well worth it. I am out of time, but a preview of the coming attraction, CAMP ALMA

oh yeah P.S. Margaret and Ann, sorry I assumed that only immediate family read my blog. I am very happy that you guys and also a few of my dad´s buds from his blog read my blog as well.