July 2008


i am home safely, praise the Lord!

while i was gone in mexico, josiah had sent me with a bundle of letters with one marked to open each day. each one contained a verse or more of Scripture, and some encouraging explanations afterward to help me grow spiritually while i was away in my awareness of my worth as found in GOD alone. this is the area that i had confided in him and the rest of our community that i was needing growth in, i was very grateful for these letters as a response to helping me move forward in that.

i want to share my favorite one because i think it is very beautiful and that others could benefit from it as well. so, with permission from josiah, here we go:

 

A Reading from 1 Peter 1:8-9

         “Though you have not seen him, you love him; and even though you do not see him now, you believe in him and are filled with an inexpressible and glorious joy, for you are receiving the goal of your faith, the salvation of your souls.”

(josiah’s commentary) My favorite part about this verse is the words “inexpressible” + “glorious.” I am filled with these feelings, usually when I least expect it. The last time I felt this joy, there was no way to describe it, I just felt that the Lord was present in my life + watching over me. We spend so much time only trusting what we can see with our eyes, but we must open our eyes BIGGER to see the LORD. Continue to listen to Him when He speaks, so you can hear Him more + more. Take some time to be quiet today, and think about your unseen God as you meditate.

 

hope you like it too.

love,

kate

i can’t believe that it is already my last day in oaxaca. these past two weeks have flown by INCREDIBLY quickly. it really doesn’t take long to adjust and feel like where you are is your home… it took me about a week. i feel like i adapted to life here, and i will miss it.

reflection time…

things i will miss dearly from my time in oaxaca, mexico:

quesillo (oaxacan cheese)… the weather (it’s dry and somewhat cool here for summer… i usually wear pants), delicious food waiting for me, magically ready at mealtime… kinder hazelnut chocolate bars… men who can move and dance incredibly well… daily use of spanish… goofing around with the family… salsa dancing… the adventure of exploring a new city… the funny (and mysteriously usually unoccupied) staff members at my internship at COESIDA… the beautiful catholic cathedrals… art being sold in the streets… the sweet feeling of being close to and comforted by JESUS in a quiet, knowing way being alone so far from home…

things i won’t miss toooo much:

trying to remember to throw the toilet paper in the wastebasket… actually, there never being any toilet paper… walking a half hour to get anywhere… cat calling (actually i don’t know, i might prefer it here since a lot of the time i don’t understand it)… bad coffee… smelly feet… carrying an umbrella every single time i leave the house… getting lost every two seconds… the uneasy feeling of watching the bank account dwindle when you’re not working… every time you eat something new, waiting in suspense to see if your body is going to hate you for it…

what i am excited to come home to:

summer in milwaukee!… our thursday night community… my garden (it’s still there, right betsy?)… my ridiculous roommates… my house… my BIKES… my boyfriend and his voluminous head of hair… my family… the lake… beans and barley… wisconsin birthday celebration :o ) … my beautiful church community at brew city… hitide.lotide preparations… the warehouse… my mac… good espresso… soy milk…

i really am not ready to leave here. i feel like there are many areas and aspects of oaxaca that only over the past few days have i begun to notice and explore. tonight i am going to the opening of a community center in a poor village that was just built by a ministry here… but i only met my friend here with his church a few days ago. two weeks is not enough time to make connections and really get an idea for a city. in any case, my comfort is that there are many things i am very excited to return home to, mainly all of the beautiful aspects of the people and activities of summer in milwaukee. i love it at home.

so, with that i pack my bags (a little more of a tight fit than when i came), and start daydreaming about the next adventure.

¡nos vemos, oaxaca!

con amor,

kate

i just got back from a weekend excursion with my 7 program girls to puerto escondido! yeah baby!

puerto escondido is in the state of oaxaca, but is on the coast of the pacific ocean. it’s not super touristy but it’s gorgeous! distance wise it should only be one and a half to two hours away from the city of oaxaca, but because the only way to get there is through the winding roads of the crazy high mountains, the ride ends up taking at the very least six and a half hours. let’s talk about this a little bit.

after we decided that we wanted to use our free weekend here to travel and check out a beautiful beach, we looked into buses, planes, and finally decided that the best compromise between cost and comfort would be to hire a private van. this drive was INSANE. there is no way to describe these roads. the mountains are absolutely enormous, and it’s like the person who decided how to weave the roads around each mountainside took a pencil and just squiggled as violently as possible. there was probably a good sharp 90 degree curve every 10 seconds. we knew the ride would be bad… but we didn’t know it would be so bad that half of us would throw up in the van. personally i puked into a grocery bag four times. not cute.

as soon as we got there, it was worth it (during the ride, i was not thinking that a location worthy of that statement could exist on this side of heaven). our hotel wasn’t fancy, but we didn’t go to a hostel either – the rooms had two double beds and they made us put two girls to a room, so we each had our own double bed ($25 a night per person… not bad, but not terrible, right?). there was a pool on the roof, and tons of hammocks overlooking the ocean… it was beautiful. honestly, the ocean didn’t look THAT much different than lake michigan… but it felt a lot different! saturday we spent the day on the beach, playing in the huge waves in the perfect-temperature water. we met a lot of interesting people, including the argentinian surf instructor owner of the tiki hut we ate lunch and spent the rainy afternoon at. i shared a room with sarah and we stayed up really late each night talking (don’t know how late because there aren’t any clocks), which was a lot of fun.

one girl’s family here in oaxaca has a 26 year old godson named cesar who came with us on the weekend. it was great to have him because he’s from mexico city but was able to communicate a lot of awkward things that we wouldn’t have been able to handle as efficiently, like calling the van company and chewing them out when they didn’t show up when they were supposed to, or finding a hotel where we could get enough rooms for a good price. he talked a lot about traditions here in mexico, such as how machismo is strong, but in dating chivalry is much stronger, and how he once woke up a past girlfriend by singing at her window with a mariachi band. he knows some english, so we had a lot of fun laughing and teaching each other more common and slang phrases in each others’ languages. it is one thing to know formal language as you would use to write a paper, which is the spanish i know so far, but talking amongst friends and family, many more expressions and incorrect language uses come up. our favorite one that we taught him was what is meant by the term ‘hot mess.’ it was pretty hilarious to hear him calling people a ‘hot mess’ thoughout the weekend. we were blessed to have a mexican with us so we could continue learning some more fun things about the culture, even on our weekend out.

the mexican sun is not kidding around. i am burnt so badly that i couldn’t really sleep last night. i feel like my skin is going to crack like a crocodile over here. even if you wear sunscreen, being so much closer to the equator and at high altitude shows no mercy to the pasty wisconsinite.

here are some pictures from our excursion:

this week went really fast as we have been so busy, and i expect this upcoming week will fly in the same way. i can’t wait to see what i am going to learn this week… i hope it doesn’t go too fast!

abrazos,

kate

Las Mañanitas: The Mexican Birthday Song

Las Mañanitas is a traditional Mexican song that is sung on birthdays and other important holidays. It is often sung as an early morning serenade to wake up a loved one. At birthday parties it is sung before the cake is cut.

Las Mañanitas Lyrics:

Estas son las mañanitas, que cantaba el Rey David,
Hoy por ser día de tu santo, te las cantamos a ti,
Despierta, mi bien, despierta, mira que ya amaneció,
Ya los pajarillos cantan, la luna ya se metió.

Que linda está la mañana en que vengo a saludarte,
Venimos todos con gusto y placer a felicitarte,
Ya viene amaneciendo, ya la luz del día nos dio,
Levántate de mañana, mira que ya amaneció.

 

Translation:

This is the morning song that King David sang
Because today is your saint’s day we’re singing it for you
Wake up, my dear, wake up, look it is already dawn
The birds are already singing and the moon has set

How lovely is the morning in which I come to greet you
We all came with joy and pleasure to congratulate you
The morning is coming now, the sun is giving us its light
Get up in the morning, look it is already dawn.

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my family here in oaxaca sung me this song on the night of july 2, when we had a birthday party for myself and linda, the other exchange student here from madison whose birthday was last week. it was so much fun! i had never heard this song before, and in the chaos of them all singing all i picked out was something about birds and saints singing for me, which sounded pretty nice. they made a cake and we had candles, birthday hugs (here if anyone finds out it’s your birthday, the hug is obligatory – even the lady i was meeting for the first time at salsa class hugged me!), music, and they even gave me a skirt for a gift. it was really sweet that they did all that and we had a lot of fun.

i could not believe that my cards from the US arrived in such a timely fashion! i got a card from grandma on my exact birthday, which was amazing, and then more from my cousin heidi and mom the next day. my birthday present to myself was checking my voicemail which is probably going to show up on the bill as costing like $7, but i got a sweet message from jay and also a WONDERFUL accordion rendition of the mexican birthday song by mrs. werning (was it the las mañanitas i mentioned above, mrs. w?). also thank you to betsy and dad who gave me envelopes to open here… i missed you all and it was fun to have that.

so the actual day of my birthday was crazy. of course there was class and volunteer work, after which i went home and showered and the girls in my program all went out together. i chose this little coffee shop that i found the day before for dinner because it had great vegetarian sandwiches. i think the girls thought i was a little weird for choosing a dirty coffee shop (milwaukeeans: think ‘fuel’ in spanish) with no alcohol for my 21st birthday dinner, but i loved it. after that, we went to a salsa bar called candela, and it was a BLAST. i have been going to salsa mia on my own, which is a little dance studio downtown here, at 5pm for salsa lessons which cost $2.50 each and they always have enough talented men. it has been so enlivening! so, when we got to candela, the first man who asked me to dance turns out to be the bar’s resident instructor. having a professional lead and having already gotten used to the basics in class, i was flying across the floor! it was amazing. everyone there was a very good and classy dancer, and i could never say no to a dance, no matter how tired i was. i fell in love with this culture’s way of interacting. i don’t have experience at bars in the US, but i have a pretty strong impression that indicates that not much else happens other than drinking and making conversation, which could sometimes be meaningful, but usually not. now those bars are prevalent here too, but with something like salsa, culture and art is introduced to the social arena. in order for a man to approach a woman, he has to already have put in work to build his skill on the dance floor to be a strong leader. and if someone asks you to dance, it might mean that you caught their eye, but it’s really more about the dancing – you dance for a couple of songs, and then part. it is not about picking up women. very refreshing. it was exhilarating to learn the different rhythms of the salsa, salsa cubano, merengue, and bachata, and wake up that passion for dance in me again. i can’t wait to go out salsa dancing on the south side when i get home to see if i can find some places that honor this culture! josiah, you better start practicing, because it’s all about having a good lead!

pictures from the birrrrrthday:


*note on the first drink:
LEGAL – drinking in mexico, no matter how old you are.
RECENTLY LEGAL – drinking in the united states for me.
STILL ILLEGAL – america buying from cuba, per the trade embargo thanks to our insightful administration. note the american… drinking the mojito… with cuban rum. that’s sass baby.

welp, to conclude, i had so much fun on my birthday and everyone here was so sweet to me. i can’t wait to come home and celebrate with you all, and for someone to check my ID!

much love,

kate

all right, so i have my internship!

actually, when i started i was assigned to the museo de textiles, oaxaca. this textile museum was paid for by one of the wealthiest men in mexico and is gorrrrrgeous. it’s free to the public and its objective is to display and preserve the cultural textiles of the seven indigenous groups with long histories here in oaxaca. our volunteer work here was gluing and sewing protective covering over the ganchos (hangers) for the textiles, and later working with native dyes (such as a tiny insect that they crush for its red pigment, bug by bug) and teaching workshops to children about these practices. it was really cool… but not at all what i came here to do. if i was an art major maybe, but hanging out with mostly my english speaking friends making crafty stuff and occasionally talking to a spanish speaking trendy museum employee was not the practice i was looking for. so after one day there on monday, i was feeling pretty discouraged, but i decided i would try to find something else on my own. and i did! i went around asking for opportunities and i found a great one. and i started working there yesterday.

the name of my organization is CON UNIDAD: la prevencion y atencion al SIDA (WITH UNITY: prevention and treatment of AIDS). it is a government funded organization with many programs to promote the sexual health of oaxacans and stop the spread of AIDS here. on the first floor there is a clinic where they administer AIDS testing and have nurses, doctors, psychologists, and social workers available when someone is identified as AIDS positive. on the second floor, where i work, they have a many-faceted sexual education office. their programs include presentations about sexual health and the truth about AIDS, how it is contracted, myths, and how to protect yourself from contracting it. the presentations (platicas) vary as they target many different populations: immigrants and mobile populations, youth, women, men who have sex with other men, and sex workers (if you follow certain health guidelines and have regular health certifications from a doctor, prostitution is legal here). they even do education for health professionals and cosmeticians/stylists, which i think is a fantastic idea. they clarify many of the myths about AIDS (such as ‘i can get it by shaking someone’s hand or cutting their hair’), teach them how to be safe in their professions so as not to exchange any fluids with clients (safety with their syringes, scissors, etc), and make sure they have accurate information about AIDS so that when they are chatting with their customers, they can be agents of peer education and encourage people to be proactive about their sexual heatlh. CON UNIDAD also has a radio show and a SIDA hotline to answer people’s questions.

these organizations are very very important in the united states too, but here there is even less education, more sexual openness, and more machismo – the word describing partiarchy and the dominance of men over women. women here don’t have as strong of a voice as they do in the US, so even though there can sometimes be a stigma back at home regarding a woman insisting upon the use of a condom, it is very strong here. if the man doesn’t like using condoms, the woman obeys. also there is an idea between monogamous partners and spouses that if the woman wants to use a condom, the man assumes that she is being unfaithful. yet many of the men are unfaithful and infect their partners. their work is very important here because it does not target value decisions about sex necessarily, but it equips people with the information to make wise choices regarding their health (which usually guides them toward more of a conservative lifestyle), and encourages women to be empowered to have control over their own bodies.

yesterday, after hearing a few of the platicas to get familiarized with the vocabulary (trust me – we never had a unit on this in class), i got to help one of the new girls, brenda, edit a powerpoint presentation about sexual abuse that she will give at a women’s shelter at the end of the month. this is what i really wanted to focus on there because of my limited experience with this topic through ARCh’s vigils (vigilias) for victims of abuse. the language barrier is difficult, especially since i am not comfortable with much of this new vocabulary, but we were able to talk through a lot of the presentation and it was a good experience.

so now with this new assignment, my final paper/project at the end of this trip will be a comparison between AIDS and sexual health knowledge in milwaukee vs. oaxaca, and the approaches and prevalence of organizations in each location. CON UNIDAD is such a perfect fit because i offered to do office work there or whatever they needed, and they insist upon spending time directly talking to me and teaching me about what they do instead, so it’s all language and cultural learning time. it’s funny too because they ask me what some of their education words are in english, so i got to teach them how to say ‘the virus is found in pre-ejaculatory fluid’ yesterday. it’s even funnier with the mexican accent.

i’m a little overwhelmed but excited to learn more each day. and i guarantee you that i was the only person in the world yesterday that learned how to instruct people in the correct and safe use of male and female condoms in their second language.

internship pictures:

amor y abrazos,

kate