OK, I need to fill you in on the rest of the details of my arrival.
After I arrived at the school I met my host family. A little Abuelita ,named Consuelo , and her granddaughter, valeria (pronounced val-uh-ray-uh) walked me 1/4 of a mile to their house in zona 1 cross street 8a Avenida and C Calle. They opened the door and we stepped into a large courtyard very similar to the one on melrose place, except this courtyard has the luxuries of a dirt floor, laundry drying on lines, 2 half-rabid dogs, and barbed wire surrounding the walls.
The interesting thing is, from the outside, the apartment looks like a house. But once inside it really is a mini apartment structure. There about 6 different units containing 24 guatemalans, one american aid worker, and now me. About 26 in total. The cool thing is everyone is family (except for us americans of course). There are four patriarchs. Consuelo, my "grandma", and three of her brothers and sisters. The rest are uncles, nephews, etc...
Living with Consuelo is one of her daughters, Sucely (prononouced Su-ze-lee) and Sucely´s husband Fernando. Fern and Suce are the parents of valeria.
(currently playing on the radio is "butterfly kisses" by bob carlisle. I can´t escape that song!!!)
Ok, more about my family in bullet form:
*Consuelo is the one who works with the school. She cooks for me and herself only.
*So far I{ve eaten Juevos Rancheros, Pancakes, Cornflakes, Beans and Rice, Pureed beens and Cheese, Scrambled Eggs, Tamalitos (Mini Tamales with no Meat), and Shredded chiken with bland Salsa.
*One of the dogs is named Yuck. The other one looks sort of like a grey snoopy. He´s very sad looking though.
*The family is split between Catholic and Evangelical. But everyone seems to respect each other.
*Everyone is short in Guatemala. Therefore all the doors are short. I hit my head at least twice a day coming out of the bathroom.
*Speaking of Bathrooms, have you heard of an out house? If so, you must be living in Guatemala.
*And the shower head? I keep expecting Cyclone B to flow out of it. It looks like a prop out of a World War II film.
Es todo para ahorra. Hello to everyone. Hi Mom! Thanks for stopping by and using your spanish words. Estoy muy orgulloso!
I love you all. Buenas Tardes.
After I arrived at the school I met my host family. A little Abuelita ,named Consuelo , and her granddaughter, valeria (pronounced val-uh-ray-uh) walked me 1/4 of a mile to their house in zona 1 cross street 8a Avenida and C Calle. They opened the door and we stepped into a large courtyard very similar to the one on melrose place, except this courtyard has the luxuries of a dirt floor, laundry drying on lines, 2 half-rabid dogs, and barbed wire surrounding the walls.
The interesting thing is, from the outside, the apartment looks like a house. But once inside it really is a mini apartment structure. There about 6 different units containing 24 guatemalans, one american aid worker, and now me. About 26 in total. The cool thing is everyone is family (except for us americans of course). There are four patriarchs. Consuelo, my "grandma", and three of her brothers and sisters. The rest are uncles, nephews, etc...
Living with Consuelo is one of her daughters, Sucely (prononouced Su-ze-lee) and Sucely´s husband Fernando. Fern and Suce are the parents of valeria.
(currently playing on the radio is "butterfly kisses" by bob carlisle. I can´t escape that song!!!)
Ok, more about my family in bullet form:
*Consuelo is the one who works with the school. She cooks for me and herself only.
*So far I{ve eaten Juevos Rancheros, Pancakes, Cornflakes, Beans and Rice, Pureed beens and Cheese, Scrambled Eggs, Tamalitos (Mini Tamales with no Meat), and Shredded chiken with bland Salsa.
*One of the dogs is named Yuck. The other one looks sort of like a grey snoopy. He´s very sad looking though.
*The family is split between Catholic and Evangelical. But everyone seems to respect each other.
*Everyone is short in Guatemala. Therefore all the doors are short. I hit my head at least twice a day coming out of the bathroom.
*Speaking of Bathrooms, have you heard of an out house? If so, you must be living in Guatemala.
*And the shower head? I keep expecting Cyclone B to flow out of it. It looks like a prop out of a World War II film.
Es todo para ahorra. Hello to everyone. Hi Mom! Thanks for stopping by and using your spanish words. Estoy muy orgulloso!
I love you all. Buenas Tardes.
posted by Mateo "El" Barbero at 4:21 PM
5 Comments:
I miss my matty...
Sounds like a cool experience already! So how are you connecting to the internet?
Ahh... young rafferty. Such is the experience of life. Melancholy and Joy.
Hey Joe, Internet cafes abound in Xela. There´s at least one every couple of blocks. And right now I am only paying 3 quetzals an hour, less than 50 cents. Simply amazing.
Uncle Shaggy,
Lil D wants you to bring him some presents... he sends his huggies and kisses. slobbery ones :) we love you
Thanks for the CD, Matty! Gotta love Shatner.
Are the dogs pets or cattle?
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