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What was your "moment?"

Each participant offers a description of something important that happened to them on their trip. Their responses follow:

Brenda: For me, the moment was when I was combing the little kids hair at the Santa Ana Health Day. A little girl said to me “I have lice.” All I could do was braid her hair and make it pretty because I couldn’t get all the lice out. I helped a little bit.

Jennifer: When I was brushing hair at the Santa Ana Health Day, a girl had flees in her hair. I wanted to cry. I couldn’t do anything. I felt bad for them but then I realized that they weren’t upset, they were still really happy despite their condition. Also when we painted in the Santa Ana school, every time we finished painting a character on the mural, little kids came by to see them and they were so happy.

Matt: For me, there wasn’t just one experience. There were so many. The interaction with families in Carapegua and San Juan and having to push myself to use my Spanish vocabulary and interact in a different language was awesome. I felt uncomfortable at first, but then I was glad I did it.

Hannah: My ah-ha moment was when I had lunch with Gustavo’s family in Santa Ana.

It was me, him, my host sister from Colegio San Jose and his family. We had fun laughing. Were on the floor laughing. We lost track of time, we were late to get back to the community center, but I didn’t want to be anywhere but there at that moment.

Malina: It was in Carapegua, with my host sister. We had limited language but we connected so well. I didn’t really talk to anyone in the family but I had a bond with her. I also bonded with my San Jose host family. I had the idea that they were going to be snotty and at first they were. I was unhappy until we sat down and got to know one another. They realized that Americans are not all about money. We talked about 9-11 and were shocked to learn that I had lost people. They were also surprised that I didn’t support Bush. It was a special moment for me, when I got to know them.

James: I came to see how much Spanish I actually learned during the school year. It’s as good as I thought it was. Also, I thought I might find out something about me. I did. I like to paint. I haven’t painted since I was 10 and I realize how much I like it.

Maya: For me it was teaching Santa Ana kids about health. They are eager to learn, so excited to learn. This surprised me because at home I wouldn’t listen to a one-hour lecture on health but they wanted to learn.

Shadeena: One of the reasons I came on this trip was to improve my Spanish. I also love working with kids. At the health day I was able to use my talents and I braided hair. The kids loved it and it made me feel good.

Ithi: Two moments for me—in Carapegua and in Asuncion-the families both called me their “hija.” It made me so happy to know that I was part of their family. I was so skeptical at first to stay in families here, but when the dad called me his “hija” I forgot all my worries.

Catherine: In Asuncion, I went to the Anglo English school with my host sister because she teaches English there. She has one boy in her class that really hates Americans, and he was upset to see me there. But then we went out for lunch and I met him at the empanada place, we talked. he got to know me and realized I was not like George Bush and our government.

In an opposite experience, we also went to the pharmacy one day and because I couldn’t speak enough Spanish to ask for what I wanted, the pharmacy lady was offended. She wanted me out of her store. Two opposite experiences. One I was able to change and one I couldn’t.

Montel: When I was in Asuncion with my new family what changed me was how rich they were. I kept thinking how would they react in Santa Ana? Would they look down on them? But what touched me was when my host brother came to Santa Ana he was so open to the people. Then when I was sick, my host mother was so worried about me, she kept saying keep the faith and to rely on what you believe in. I was so impressed.

Michael J: For me, I have been moved by seeing the relationships that have grown between all of us and with the Paraguyans. This has opened my eyes and has been important and inspirational to me. This experience has kind of made me feel whole again and feeling that everything is going to be all right in my world.

AnneMarie: The day that really hit me was the health day in Santa Ana. I came back to the hotel feeling really emotional about it—every time I think of it, it makes me emotional. Our team just jumped in and got to work. We picked the lice out of the kids hair. It was incredibly inspiring for me as a teacher. It really impacted me to see the kids from Colegio San Jose washing hair and helping out in a neighborhood they didn’t know existed. I think it is a really beautiful thing. I keep the image of Cesar from Santa Ana washing hair of his neighborhood kids. This should stick with us—the love for your neighbor. To work with all the LSP kids on a different level, as equals, makes me want to find a way to do this everyday. Getting to know everyone on the LSP team on a different level has been really awesome.

Bennett: There are so many things. I am grateful that you guys have organized this. When we walked into the gym in Carapegua and there were so many students and they all clapped. When we heard our national anthem, I had goose bumps. I was so proud of all of us and still am. This was very special for me, a really cool moment. In Santa Ana, I had thousands of moments that express why I am here. How eager these small children are to learn. I was teaching them to type—how boring, right?— but every time I looked at the kids faces I was so happy that I am here. On Friday, we started late and the kids had started their own lesson and Alejandro was teaching and it gave me hope that what we are doing will continue.

Amy: I have nothing to add that hasn’t already been said. Everyday was an ah-ha moment for me— to see how the LSP team got task and the motivation behind our work was incredible.

Barbara V: On Monday, Santa Ana folks were so excited to have us. On Tuesday, I realized that though they inspire me, it blew me away to see how much we inspire them.

Anne: I was stressed about planning the environmental work in Santa Ana. I worried that I wouldn’t be able to motivate the students. On Tuesday, I was excited to see that the Santa Ana kids were all out in the river bed looking for bugs, in the water, totally into it and I could see that they were so eager to discover things on their own. In my normal life I have to push kids to learn but here they want to learn. Then, when we taught all the older kids how to use the microscopes it was instant gratification for me because within an hour the older kids were teaching others how to use the microscopes. It was a good feeling.

Barbara S: There are so many layers to this trip. What is the ah-ha moment to each layer of this trip? What moment affirmed you? Helped your self-esteem? Opened your eyes? This trip really helped my esteem; helped me to challenge myself. When I met my families in each site (I can’t speak the language) it was overwhelming. The mom here in Santa Ana said to me “I love you”. It really, really helped me. I do know I need to go back and have some space and go through personally all the different layers and think about the poverty. There are so many dichotomies. We had lunch three feet from the pigs in the canal, so many dichotomies. But the family accepted and loved me.

Michael L: I don’t know what I think about this whole trip, I don’t know, I don’t know what to think. It just keeps coming at me. When it really kind of hit me was when we were leaving Santa Ana and everyone was giving hugs. I realized that one of the most profound differences between here and the US is how the people treat you and one another. People are warmer. I didn’t know them all but they would all hi-5 me and even though I didn’t know their names they would say hi to me.

Maddy: It was the first day in Santa Ana—that is why I came back. They all remembered my birthdate, what I did last year, what they gave me last year, etc. The friendships here are incredible. It was the Friday we got to SA—that is why I am here.

Grace: When we went to Santa Ana the first day, the poverty didn’t really hit me. It was different than in San Juan or Carapegua but it didn’t hit me. But when we were in the hotel for the big dinner all the kids from Santa Ana came in, then San Jose came in, I saw the difference between rich and poor in the same country—it hit me.

Rashida: Last night at our “despedida” in Santa Ana the girl that I ate lunch with during the week was crying and hugging me. It was then that I realized that we had created bonds with these people. I hadn’t even known her that long. Also, when we were picking up trash with the San Jose and Santa Ana kids—we were all working together to make a difference

Asha: It was the health day. We just jumped in there and didn’t care what was wrong with the kids, working with the kids in SA and washing hair. My biggest ah-ha moment was yesterday. My team had to reschedule our health talk on drug addiction but I had to go in the morning to Colegio San Jose to see the festival with my host sister and we got back to Santa Ana 10 minutes after the class was over. It made me emotional to see how upset I was to have missed teaching this class.

Luz: When I thought about coming to Paraguay I knew I wanted to serve and help. I think I achieved that goal. At the despidida last night and they showed the video of pictures of the week, I saw the difference we made. It is very special for them all that we do. They find a lot of hope when we are together. Even though we couldn’t all speak Spanish, there is a universal language—love. It is a connection between all of us if we are willing to open ourselves. Also seeing my host brother cry when we saw the video, really hit me.

James: The host families treated me like a son—that was one thing. Also when you are in the US, there are homeless people, and I don’t do much. Today I saw a little boy who was homeless and starring at me. I felt bad, I don’t help people in the US so I gave him some food so I can feel like I did something.

Last Day in Paraguay

So today was our last day in Asuncion and in Paraguay. Today was our big shopping day. We took the five or so block walk to the artesian market. Along the way we saw many local vendors on the sidewalks, and all of them were selling the exact same thing. Bracelets, purses, etc. But the actual market was amazing. Terere cups, hand-made magnets, wind chimes, and jewelry as far as the eye can see. I’m sorry that I don’t have anything on which to reflect, but I just noticed the repetition of goods from street to street and it struck me as kind of odd. Everyone’s getting emotional now (especially Maddy and Grace, who bawled for approximately one hour last night), and I am too. It’s a good time to go home, but I’m going to miss this place so much.

Santa Ana

Today was our first full day in Asuncion, and therefore our first day visiting Santa Ana. For those of you who don’t know, Santa Ana is a small community about 10 minutes outside of Asuncion.

The living conditions are so bleak and the people are in such poverty, that the government refuses to acknowledge it (The town is not on the map of Paraguay). We were all told that the town would be bad, but I really was not in store for what Santa Ana had to offer. The roads were not well paved, the rain was not properly drained, and the buildings were not upheld properly. But the biggest shock for me was when our group stopped in a soup kitchen, or comedor. But it was not for homeless adults like I might have imagined. They were kids. Some kids were comfortable enough to say a quick “Hola” or “Ciao,” but most of the children had looks of blank desperation and hopelessness - a stare that I will never forget. Just the fact that kids could not be fully supported by their guardians really impacted me. There do not seem to be any child service laws in this country. That experience today stuck out at me, and it made me realize how fortunate I was as a child to have the basic necessities to get by.

About the Photo Gallery

Cuidémoslo—Let’s take care of it

Before coming to Paraguay, I had my impressions of what it would be like. I thought the people would be cold and unfriendly, they wouldn’t have adequate housing, and they just wouldn’t be happy because of the conditions they lived in. I was wrong.

In fact, my impressions were the polar opposite of the people there. Many people, even those we didn’t know, would always say “Hola,” and the people I met for the first time welcomed me as kin. In the US, many people had joked, saying that in San Juan we would live in huts… well I guess I lived in one of the best huts ever because the house I stayed in was elegant, yet simple. There was hot water and the family even gave me my own room. No one could enter without my permission, which left me awestruck. The most important thing that I learned is that in Paraguay many people do not have great technological advances as we do in the US, but the love that they show for one another would put our iPods and computers to shame. What I learned about this experience is that you shouldn’t make assumptions about people you haven’t met until you walked in their shoes. I was fortunate enough to spend three exciting days with my family in San Juan, Misiones, but I wish that I could do so much more for the people of Paraguay.

I also found the reward of helping people, which makes me feel proud to do this program. At first, I didn’t want to do any form of community service unless it was paid, but afterwards my perspective flipped when I helped the second town we went to in Paraguay, which was Carapegua.

To help the students, we painted a mural on the side of the school. This was to cover up the derogatory word that was scribbled on the wall by a rival school and to allow unity among the students. First, we went to a store with the students of the school and slowly, but surely, started buying supplies to go painting with them. Then we planned an idea of what the school would like as a mural. We then had our idea, which was to draw a globe with North and South America and show how they were in unity among one another. In addition, we dipped our hands in different pastels and paints and put handprints all around the globe, which symbolized unity. A final touch was when we wrote the word “Cuidémoslo”, which means “Let’s take care of it” A few colors and a globe changed the lives of the students for the better. Although we didn’t make any money, the reward of helping people was priceless.

Not just a guest

When I first got to Paraguay, I had the feeling that I might be somewhat accepted into the families I was staying with. But, I didn’t expect anything like what I´ve experienced in my few weeks of being here. For example, the parents consider me their son and not just a guest. They give me love and care just like they do with their real kids. They constantly wonder if you’re alright and where you are.

All this love is making me feel many things: confusion, acceptance, compassion, comfortable, and much more. Everyone here is just so kind to you. When you walk by, everyone says “hi,” and asks how you are, no matter if they know you or not. It’s just amazing to me how people can let complete strangers into their houses just to get out of the rain and how protective the kids down here are of me and the group. It makes me wonder would I do that if the opportunity arose. It’s kind of weird, but at the same time it’s flattering how the people here want to know everything about you. They love to hear about your likes, your dislikes, and all of your deepest thoughts.

Since I have arrived here, I have done many things. I’ve shown how Americans truly are. Americans are not all like the stereotypes people have: unintelligent people-loving war-who only party-and don’t care about anything. I have worked, played, and danced a lot together with other Paraguayans. My Spanish has improved thanks to this trip and all of my teachers young and old.

Reflections on San Juan, Carapegua, and Asuncion

San Juan was a very humble place and what I take away with me first is- that being a good horsewoman or man is more important then owning a car, (everyone owns a horse) second- the kindness and pride the people have and their pride in being Paraguayan. I also will remember all the hotel managers efforts to make me comfortable and keep our room heated even though he probably never spent a night with heat himself no matter what the weather was. Last thoughts about San Juan: You better be in the mood to eat a lot of bread con anis!!! (A roll with a licorice spice mixed in).

Carapegua: The most pleasant memories come from my host family whose children were so curious about everything American. The six year old boy saying, wheres the chica!!

I stayed awake long enough to be able to identify every musical artist we both knew as well and then switch to English which they wanted to practice with me and had tutoring lessons on the weekends. I loved how excited the people were to be from Carapegua and how they enjoyed showing us all around and especially celebrating Amy’s birthday together at the local pizza place.

On the day we left they were sad that we didn’t stay longer and as they put on a final show for them I realized they knew how to make us feel so very welcomed and appreciated. Lasting impressions: I especially enjoyed working with the teachers and showing them interactive games to do with the students and share classroom management techniques as well.

I felt so alive and like the world became flat-as if we were like neighbors sharing coffee or mate (their drink, its a strong tea)together. We spent most of the time joking and playing games!!

Finally: Asuncion: We will begin working with the volunteers tomorrow and go tomorrow to Santa Ana, a very impoverished neighborhood. My impressions as I was being introduced around the area by the teenagers were overwhelming. Walking around was like stepping into a Dali painting, so surreal, in terms of the depth of poverty they live in, it had absolutely no feeling of normalcy.

To be continued…….

How accurate were my assumptions about Paraguay?

My first impressions upon coming to Paraguay were proven totally wrong. I thought that it would be poor, poverty stricken, beggars, no electricity, cut off from society… etc. However, the families that I stayed with in San Juan and Carapegua are middle class families, with cars, and food, and electricity. They are very family-oriented and love being together.

My family even had a maid. They thought that it was so strange that as an American I was so willing to help and clean.

The kids have digital cameras and everywhere you went there were kids texting on their cell phones. I was lucky enough to go to a quinceanera party in San Juan. I felt so out of place because everything was super fancy. It felt almost rude that I looked so… grungy. The girls have an almost European fashion sense and wear tons of makeup.

It is such a difference between San Juan, Carapegua, and Asuncion. From the crazy driving everywhere in the city, to the lack of actual parental rules for children that Americans take for granted. For instance, there are little to no stop lights in any of the cities, kids drive at age 11 and 12 with no licenses, kids and adults drink together, nobody believes in seat belts… I could go on and on.

On a more serious note we visited Santa Ana today, a barrio that isn’t even 15 minutes away from the center of Asuncion. The poverty level itself wasn’t a shock but some little things did stick out. Little kids were walking around in flip-flops or barefoot in the rain, chickens were drinking dirty water from the stream, people rode in wagons drawn by donkeys, and yet in the middle of all of it there was a school with murals and computers and happy kids which just goes to prove that the LSP program really does make a difference with its donations and personal relationships. I also learned a little of Santa Ana’s history and about how it is ignored by the government so much so that it isn’t even on the map.

It’s crazy, but… I love Paraguay. I don’t want to come home… except to get some chocolate chip pancakes from IHOP!!!

Santa Ana

Today was our first full day in Asuncion, and therefore our first day visiting Santa Ana. For those of you who don’t know, Santa Ana is a small community about 10 minutes outside of Asuncion.

The living conditions are so bleak and the people are in such poverty, that the government refuses to acknowledge it (The town is not on the map of Paraguay). We were all told that the town would be bad, but I really was not in store for what Santa Ana had to offer. The roads were not well paved, the rain was not properly drained, and the buildings were not upheld properly.

But the biggest shock for me was when our group stopped in a soup kitchen, or comedor. But it was not for homeless adults like I might have imagined. They were kids. Some kids were comfortable enough to say a quick “Hola” or “Ciao,” but most of the children had looks of blank desperation and hopelessness - a stare that I will never forget. Just the fact that kids could not be fully supported by their guardians really impacted me. There do not seem to be any child service laws in this country. That experience today stuck out at me, and it made me realize how fortunate I was as a child to have the basic necessities to get by.

The doorway of possibility

Though there may be many differences between the United States and Paraguay, it has become apparent to me that there is a level of similarity as well between our countries. I have found that no matter what language you speak or how you speak it, and even if you live in poverty or wealth, there is always an amount of understanding between all human beings. However, the most striking difference between here and the U.S. is the quality of education. For example, at home it is well known by all that with exceptional education comes better opportunity, but here in Paraguay, for most students, education is a mere stepping stone towards the real world where most end up working jobs they do not like just to make ends meet. For the few who can afford it, high school can also be a doorknob connected to a doorway of better jobs and a better possibility of making more money after college.

It is not their fault that most do not take their schooling seriously, but the fault of the community in which they live by sending them messages through the resources given—by giving them small schools in which some have to take turns to learn in the morning from seven to twelve, or at night from two or three until almost eight because their school is so small that all of the students cannot learn at the same time. Also by teaching them out of torn books in tattered classrooms on graffitied desks, the school and the community send a message to their youth that in a way makes it easier for them to drop out or get into trouble. The most surprising thing of all is the school’s curriculum. I was devastated when I visited the history class of my host sister who is almost eighteen and in her last year of high school. Despite her age, she and her classmates were learning about human rights, a unit that is covered (in public schools at least) at the level of an eighth grader. In a way, I feel guilty for going to such a good school in which I am privileged to be given what I know now to be one of the best educations in the world.