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New Year in Ica

Posted on Tuesday, January 3, 2012 2 Comments

To celebrate New Year’s Eve and to start 2012, Billy and I headed south to SU’s abandoned boys home in the city of Ica.

I’ve written about my experiences in Ica before. It is one of the properties that my group from First Presbyterian has visited every year since 2002, and it is where I most recently wrote about delivering water. Ica is located approximately 5 hours south of Lima, in the Atacama Desert – considered to be the driest desert in the world.

Wanting to do something fun with the boys for the holiday (and thanks to a generous donor), we were able to rent a bus and go with all of the boys and staff to the beach. Since the city of Ica is about 1.5 hours from the Pacific Ocean, going to the beach isn’t a frequent occurrence for the boys at the home.

Before we had even left the Ica city limits, I could hear some of the younger boys sitting behind me on the bus talking about how excited they were to go to the ocean, what they were planning on building in the sand, and wondering how cold the water was going to be. The closer we got to the coast, the more excited and anxious they got.

Upon arrival to the small beach, we piled out of the bus and walked to the water. Some of the boys immediately dropped their towels, took of their shirts and ran into the water while others sat in the sand and started to build their castles, trenches and one even dug out a mini pool.

After spending a lovely afternoon in the sun and salty water, we headed back to the house to anxiously wait the start of 2012. About 10pm, we gathered in the dining room to talk about the successes and challenges from the previous year, inspire and motivate for 2012 and enjoy a late dinner.

As the clock got closer to midnight, anticipation grew and so did the “what time is it?!” questions. To make sure we could wish each other feliz año right at midnight, an countdown clock was set and we spent the last 30 seconds of 2011 counting down (we couldn’t watch the annual special “Dick Clark’s New Year’s Rockin’ Eve with Ryan Seacrest”).

As soon as the clock struck twelve, the sky over Ica was lit up with colorful fireworks (I’m starting to think that with every celebration in Peru, there will be fireworks at midnight). Hearing this, the boys jumped out of their seats and ran outside to watch the colorful bursts in the dark sky. We set off our own fireworks on the soccer field, lit boxes of sparklers and distributed glow bracelets to all of the boys. They consequently spent the next few hours running around with sparklers and waving their glow bracelets in the air.


First photograph from 2012 at Girasoles Ica.

The next day, both Billy and I were greeted with a cheerful feliz año! from the boys. We spent a relaxing first day of 2012 in the sun, hanging out with the boys and even Skyping with friends in Dearborn.

Happy 2012.

Posted in: Peru | Tagged: Girasoles, Ica, Peru, photo, Scripture Union

Merry Christmas!

Posted on Sunday, December 25, 2011 Leave a Comment

Merry Christmas!

Living in Lima means that it has been a particularly different Christmas season this year. Unlike the traditional, snowy (or at least cold) Christmas that I am used to in Michigan, this has been quite the opposite. I can truly sympathize the song, “White Christmas” (I’m dreaming of a white Christmas, just like the ones I used to know…).

In Peru, people have gotten into the Christmas spirit. Houses are still decorated in white lights, which a majority of the time are flashing at ridiculous speeds and accompanied by music. Department stores are decorated in reds and greens and host weekly (if not daily) sales, trying to entice customers in their doors. A few nights ago, Billy and I went to the newly restored Teatro Municipal in downtown Lima to watch a performance of the Nutcracker. Even Starbucks has decorated their stores with red berries, evergreens and snowmen and have started preparing their line of wintery flavored drinks.

For as long as I can remember, my family has had the tradition of spending Christmas Eve at Henry Ford Museum in Dearborn. We would get more or less dressed up and walk around the museum, looking at the classic Christmas decorations from the mid-1800s onward. It was also when my brother and I would sit on Santa’s lap and tell him what we wanted for Christmas (to this day, I still don’t understand how we thought that by telling Santa the day before, he would have time to fulfill our requests – ah, I guess it was part of the magic of being a child). This wasn’t just a tradition we had while Randy and I were children, to this day, we would visit the museum on Christmas Eve – just only visiting Santa once in a while!

Living about 3,700 miles away, I didn’t participate in this long standing family tradition this year. In fact, Christmas Eve was quite different in Lima. Instead of a wintery (or at least cold) day, Billy and I went to the beach in Chorrillos. Instead of sweaters, winter coats and mittens, we were wearing sandals, sunglasses and t-shirts.

Since the past month hadn’t felt very Christmas-like, in an effort to recreate at least one tradition from home, we spent a part of the evening at a candlelight service at a church in San Isidro. Very similar to the 11pm candlelight service at First Presbyterian, the night was pure lessons and carols. If I had closed my eyes, it would have felt like I was sitting in a pew in Dearborn.

During the carols, I was thinking about what my favorite Christmas carols would be. I could literally listen to Ave Maria and O Holy Night forever. The words and melodies are just beautiful – especially when sung by a classic like Frank Sinatra, or more modern-day, Josh Groban.

But if I could name just one more favorite, it would be “Hark! The Herald Angels Sing.” While I love the whole song, the third verse is what gives me those warm, loving chills down my spine every time I hear it.

Hail the heav’n-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Son of Righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings
Ris’n with healing in His wings
Mild He lays His glory by
Born that man no more may die
Born to raise the sons of earth
Born to give them second birth
Hark! The herald angels sing
“Glory to the newborn King!”

There is just something wonderful about the lines, “born that man no more may die, born to raise the sons of earth, born to give them second birth” that gets me every time. Of course we sang this as one of the carols, and like every time, I could truly feel the magic and reason for this season.

Today, after opening presents in the morning (if we were Peruvian, it would have been last night and we would have set off fireworks at midnight, but that’s a story for another time), we will continue celebrating. We’re heading out to the “suburbs” of Lima, to the town of Chaclacayo, to spend the day with the General Director of Scripture Union and his wife.

So this year, I’m incorporating new traditions into the season (I think going to the beach will be a favorite…) while remembering why we celebrate.

May you have a wonderful Christmas with friends and family, wherever you may be.

For to us a child is born, to us a son is given. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. -Isaiah 9:6

Posted in: Peru | Tagged: Christmas, Lima, Peru, photo

Lima: The City of Kings

Posted on Thursday, December 22, 2011 1 Comment

It has been four months since I returned to Lima and I am slowly getting a grasp life in the “City of Kings.”

In addition to traveling with work teams, lots of translating, scheduling teams for next year and working on the new SU website, here are a few things that I did during the past few months in the city:

– I officially became a Peruvian resident! With my carnet extranjeria I can open a bank account, travel within the country and not have to carry my US passport, and pay the “Peruvian prices” for things such as transportation and events.

– I started attending services at Camino de Vida, a church nearby where a handful of other SU staff go. Starting in January, I will be participating in their Escuela Creativa. (Photo from CDV Facebook)

– Scripture Union Peru moved into new offices in Lima, not too far from where I live. This means I have a desk and space to go work instead of covering my dining room table.

– Billy and I went on a tour of the Palacio del Gobierno (the Presidential Palace, or the Peruvian White House).
Residence

And, after the tour, we were invited to come back to watch the changing of the guards from inside the gated patio.
Patio in front of the Palace

– Much to Billy’s delight, and thanks to Living in Peru, we discovered a simple Mexican restaurant in the hip neighborhood of Barranco. There aren’t many menu choices at the Burrito Bar, but it is amazing. (And considering it is one of 3 Mexican restaurants in a city of 9 million people, I can’t complain!)

– We celebrated the tenure of our General Director, Paul Clark, and welcomed the new General Director, Weider Hidalgo, who begins January 1. We aren’t saying goodbye to Paul; he will still continue to help train and mentor other SU staff.

– And, last but not least, I have moved into my own apartment! Sadly, Rachel, another person on the International Relations team returned home to England earlier this month, but I was able to take over her apartment. Clearly, I haven’t gotten around to putting photos in the frames or things on the walls…

I’m looking forward to another few months in Lima before the busy travel & work team season starts up again!

Posted in: Peru | Tagged: Lima, Peru, photo, Scripture Union

The Business Trip

Posted on Monday, December 12, 2011 Leave a Comment

About a month ago while I was scanning my Facebook news feed, I noticed that a few of my friends had mentioned that they were away on “business trips”. I love to travel and the idea of being able to travel with work always enticed me. I know it would be work, but the adventure of going somewhere always sounded great. While reading the wonderful places my friends were jetting off to, like London, San Francisco, Venice and Washington DC, I found myself wanting to trade places with them and go myself. But after a few minutes, I didn’t think much more about it.

A couple nights ago, I returned from spending almost the past two weeks on the road. Starting in Kawai, our property located 88km south of Lima on the Pacific Ocean, I helped a water filtration team from Tennessee install a system on the property. Kawai and I have a long history since it is the location that I visited on my first trip in 2001, and then kept returning to for the 7 years with a group from First Presbyterian. It is a beautiful piece of beach front property with lots of green grass, palm trees and wonderful people. After a few days in Kawai and another couple days in Lima, we boarded a plane to head north to Iquitos and our boys home at Puerto Alegria. The water team had an installation planned for a church in the district of Punchana (just outside Iquitos) and wanted to perform some maintenance on their system at Puerto Alegria. Since the team spoke little Spanish, and part of their program includes teaching about the importance of using clean, purified water and how to properly and effectively wash your hands, I went with them to help teach.

Working with the children a church in Punchana.

The Living Waters team with their install at Kawai.

After spending a couple weeks with the group, it was time to return home. As packed up my suitcase and boarded the plane to Lima, I couldn’t help thinking, “Why would I be so silly and want to trade places with my business traveling friends?!” They get to go to neat places and travel with work, but hey – so do I! They go to cities where they only know work colleagues, stay in impersonal hotels and just work all day. But when I travel with work, I go to work with friends, stay in their homes and not just “work” all day, but get to have fun. Lots of fun.

I get to see people like Jherry, our house father and director of the home in Puerto Alegria.

I get to spend time with people like Wixler, who I have known for many years.

And, I get to take silly photos with silly boys. (Thank you Luis for that photobomb…)

So, even though I’m not going off to the same wonderful places I dreamed of as a child, I’m going to familiar places – to where people know me and I know them; to people who greet me with open arms and to a job that is never completed.

And all of that is just fine with me.

Posted in: Peru | Tagged: Girasoles, Kawai, Peru, photo, Puerto Alegria, Scripture Union

Building Bridges

Posted on Saturday, November 19, 2011 Leave a Comment

Every year, Scripture Union Peru partners with a non-profit health organization in the States called Health Bridges International. Based in Portland, Oregon, HBI facilitates sustainable improvements in people’s health through collaboration with established resources.

Focusing their efforts on the people of Peru, HBI exists to build bridges between people and services in an effort to provide the most critical needs to those living in impoverished and underserved areas.

For the past 15 years, HBI has been working in partnership with SU Peru to host free medical campaigns in underserved areas of the country – typically where one of our Girasoles homes for abandoned boys exist. They send a team of volunteers from both the United States and Peru, made up of doctors, dentists, nurses, medical students and assistants to spend 1 week putting on an intense medical and dental campaign. And, if needed, each doctor/dentist is paired with a Spanish-English translator.

Registration & Triage

This year, they came to Kusi. A part of the goal for the trip was to host a free medical and dental clinic not only on the SU property in Kusi, but to also a location in the community. We spent 2 days at an already established medical post in the small town of Musho and the final 3 days at Kusi.

I don’t think I can even begin to put the experiences from the week into words. During the 5 days of clinics, the team of 6 doctors and 2 dentists saw approximately 675 patients, and the pharmacy filled approximately 1750 prescriptions.

Waiting Room

In an effort to minimize confusion for the patients and HBI team, the clinic process is extremely streamlined. Every patient that comes to see a doctor or dentist has a registration form filled out with vitals and a brief medical history, and then is ushered into a waiting room.

During the week, I was paired with Dr. Martin, a DO student from Portland. The majority of the people we saw had severe shoulder, back and waist pain that was caused from years of working in the fields or improperly lifting heavy items, or carrying heavy packages on their backs.

Dr. Martin

And, we were given the occasional child for a well-child exam, which were particularly fun.

Dr. Martin

Coming from high up in the mountains, we frequently encountered patients that barely spoke Spanish, but communicated in Quechua. When we had a Quechua-only patient, Dr. Martin and I relied on the help from a Quechua-Spanish speaker. Thankfully, there were a few helpers (including a few of the Girasoles boys!) that were able to help. It was quite the sight to see Dr. Martin explaining to me in English, I turn and explain in Spanish to Edwin (one of the Girasoles Quechua speakers in the green sweatshirt) and then Edwin explain in Quechua to the patient.

English - Spanish - Quechua

At the end of our second (and last) day in Musho, we were given a patient named Alejo. Alejo is 62 years old and lives in Parillentana. Not knowing all of the small towns around the area, I asked Alejo where Parillentana is located. He said, “not that far, just over that way” while pointing out the window. After more probing, he eventually said that he walked 30 minutes along dusty, unpaved roads to reach the clinic.

Thirty minutes doesn’t sound like that far of a walk, but it clearly was quite the accomplishment for Alejo. The first thing we noticed about him was that he had severe cataracts in one of his eyes, and he said that he was completely blind in the other. He moved very slowly and required the assistance of a walking stick. He also had lost 3 fingers on his right hand and walked slightly hunched over.

Not being able to fix his every need, Dr. Martin started on what he could do, and helped Alejo relax and stretch out his very tight muscles. The whole time Dr. Martin was working, Alejo was telling me about his life. He has never been married, has no children, and lives alone but a nephew lives close by. Since he has poor vision and mobility, he cannot work in the fields like everybody else and relies on the help of his nephew and family to survive.

Despite his circumstances and the evident fear and worry that he experienced from not being able to work and earn money, Alejo was very thankful. Like many of the patients, he thanked Dr. Martin and me numerous times for the help. But greater than that, Alejo was thankful for his life and the simple joys, despite his situation. I saw this thanksgiving in many of our patients, both in Musho and Kusi.

A couple days later, after Dr. Martin finished examining an older woman, she burst into tears. When she was finally able to speak, she thanked us profusely for helping her. She didn’t have money to go to the nearby, very-basic health post, and even though she wasn’t going to be cured today, she was extremely thankful that somebody talked with her, listened to her concerns, and gave her some form of help.

In some situations like this woman, through the partnerships HBI has developed over the years, we were able to provide referrals to local Peruvian doctors or medical programs. The point of the week wasn’t to drop into Musho or Kusi and provide as much free medical and dental care as possible and never return. In this particular trip, the team did see and help many patients, but the goal was to build a bridge between the patient and the medical care that already exists in the Musho and Kusi area, and even as far as Lima.

Through compassion, empowerment and collaboration (with organizations like SU Peru), Health Bridges International is making a difference in communities here in Peru.

Want to see more? More photographs from the clinics in Musho and Kusi can be found on Flickr.

For more information about the work of Health Bridges International, visit their website I am the Bridge.

Posted in: Peru | Tagged: HBI, Kusi, Musho, Peru, photo, Scripture Union
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