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Teaching!
Still catching up, slowly but surely! It's so nice to think back on my summer while I'm in the middle of an already hectic semester back at Wesleyan.
In between all of our amazing weekend trips exploring Ecuador was the reason that we were all really there: the teaching. I know it sounds corny, but the experience working with our kids really was life-changing. My teaching group included myself and two of my best friends on the trip, Dana and Constance, and we taught English classes to the 7th and 8th graders at a school called Tangalí. We had a unique teaching experience because one of our classes (the 8th graders) included students who were already becados (scholarship recipients), while the other (the 7th graders) consisted of students who were working towards getting a scholarship at the end of the program. Most of the Educaniños classes were supplementary summer classes for the current becados, and our school was the only one that taught the 7th graders - the youngest group in the program. At the end of the summer, we were able to award four scholarships to our kids, although so many more deserved them. (Deciding who would get the scholarship was an agonizing decision, as you can imagine).
Every morning after an early breakfast, we would head off to Tangalí, a half hour drive from Otavalo through the mountains (beautiful, of course). We taught the same basic concepts - general verbs, "to be," some nouns, some adjectives, important grammar structures, etc. - to both classes, though at different paces to account for the differing levels between the 7th and 8th graders. We were all completely blown away by our students. The 8th graders, who as scholarship recipients were already at the top of their class, caught onto each concept amazingly quickly - that is, if they didn't know it already. And our 7th graders, although the class had a wider variety of levels, brought such a fun energy to the classroom (even though they could be a little wild sometimes). One of my best memories from the program was hanging out with the 7th graders after class, dancing around and being silly before we all headed home for the day.
By the end of the program we awarded four new students with scholarships (as well as renewing the scholarships of all of our 8th graders). The criteria for the scholarships depend on students' performance in our summer class, in their normal school year, and their family's financial need. As impossible as it was to choose just four students (the foundation's financial situation restricted us from awarding more), it was equally amazing to see some of our hardest working students have the opportunity to keep going to school. I know it sounds cliche, but I am truly so inspired by these kids, who balance huge responsibilities at home with their studies at school, and have such a hard working and optimistic outlook despite the poverty that they face. I can't wait to see how the program impacts these students' lives - although it's hard to keep in touch from so far away, Dana, Constance, and I will soon be sending some letter to them to see how they're all doing.
Intag Cloud Forest
Intag Cloud Forest
The following weekend, we headed off to Intag Cloud Forest for a relaxing weekend away. Nestled between two mountains, Intag (pronounced Inta) is a little oasis in the middle of the forest; a campsite, a few cabins, and some beautiful naturally heated pools lay beside a picturesque river in the tropical climate there. It is quite literally a "cloud forest" - a tropical-climate forest in the clouds.
Intag, one of the most relaxing weekends of the trip, was also one of the most ridiculous. We were told that it was only a two hour drive from Otavalo - though at this point we should have known that time estimates aren't really a thing in Ecuador. Sure enough, six hours (and probably the most hilarious car ride of my life) after leaving Otavalo, we finally arrived. The journey consisted of a series of unreal moments. All thirty-or-so of us (the volunteers plus Pablo and all of his friends) piled into all of the cars (which were the butt of many jokes during the trip, because the cars were tough, bumpy, old Jeeps), overflowing with camping supplies and our bags, and set off through the Andes. One car broke down 45 minutes into the drive, so we piled a little closer in the other cars and left the car to pick up the following day. A half an hour later, the bike rack fell off another car, so the rest of the journey, the guys and the volunteers switched off bike-riding through the mountains. Now, the Andes aren't exactly hills. These are huge mountains we're talking about - so the bike riders would hang onto the cars to be dragged uphill, then would cruise downhill for a while. This lasted for the remaining 3+ hours of the drive!
We stopped by a finca on the way as well - a coffee farm - and got to see how coffee is made on these little independently-owned farms. Really cool to see the intensive process that goes into independent, rather than big corporate-owned, coffee farms, which make up a large part of the economy in this area. We finally got to Intag later, where we set up the campsite (though my friends Constance, Colleen, and I made the excellent choice to stay in the cabin for the night - I am not exactly the camping kind of person). For the next two days, we enjoyed the warm weather, hung out by the pools, held a fogata (campfire) explored the beautiful area around the river, and enjoyed the first weekend where we could really just kick back and relax!
July 6-7: Weekend in Quito
Quito
The following weekend (July 6-7), we took our first overnight trip to the nation's capital, Quito. With our first week of teaching complete (the first two weeks were spent training; more on teaching - the best part of the trip - soon) and our whole volunteer group together (I arrived the first of three possible arrival dates), we headed two hours south to spend the weekend enjoying a more cosmopolitan side of Ecuador. It was great to get a glimpse of another part of the country, and our first weekend away was a great opportunity for all 18 of us volunteers to really bond.
Standing at 9,350 feet, Quito is the highest capital city in the world. Its altitude gives it a unique geography that, like every place that we visited in Ecuador, makes it absolutely stunning. The city rests on the side of a mountain and dips into a valley adjacent to more and more mountains. When my plane landed at Quito International Airport that first day, I was greeted from the runway with a spectacular mountain range. I know I keep going on about all the mountains in Ecuador, but honestly, they are unbelievable! Anyway, the city was really cool because, like so many of these old colonial cities, it strikes a balance between its modern and historical influences. We spent our first day there exploring the old section of the city, which is watched over by the statue of Guadalupe with wings that stands at the top of the mountain. We climbed to the top of the Basilica del Voto Nacional (the stunning church that overlooks the city), admired the old architecture and cobblestone streets of the old city, stopped in an old art museum, and accidentally crashed a wedding (the church was pretty and we didn't see the sign out front - oops!). From old Quito, we returned back to our hostel in the Mariscal district - one of the up-and-coming, cool neighborhoods of the city and a nice complement to our day in the old city. We ate dinner in the Plaza Foch in the center of downtown, in the midst of a gay pride celebration.
On Sunday, after a leisurely breakfast at a cafe near the hostel, we headed to the Mitad del Mundo - the equator! We ended up hitting up two equators - the touristy Mitad del Mundo and the less touristy, supposedly more accurate Museo Inti Ñan. Who knows which is the real equator - if either - but at some point that weekend, we crossed into the Southern Hemisphere!
Mojanda/Fuya Fuya!
Hike #2: Fuya Fuya y Lago Mojanda
Our second weekend in Ecuador (June 29), we headed to another mountain: Fuya Fuya (in Kichua, the indigenous language in the Otavalo area, "Fuya Fuya" roughly translates to "double point," because the mountain has two peaks). Rather than a 5+ hour hike like Cuicocha, Fuya Fuya was 3-4 hours, mainly climbing straight up the steep mountain. It was beautiful though - the mountain overlooks Lake Mojanda and is surrounded by a series of other mountains. What is really breathtaking about this one, though - and what hopefully comes through in the photos - is the altitude. At about 14,000 feet, we quite literally walked through the clouds! At the top of the mountain, we couldn't see any of what was sure to be a stunning view because of the clouds that surrounded us. But that was probably the best part of the climb - the surreal feeling of walking through the clouds.
I have not forgotten about updating! For my own sake, I want to at least put up photos and brief descriptions so that I always have a place to look back on my amazing 7 weeks in Ecuador. It was the experience of a lifetime, and I'm excited to reflect a bit more on my trip before heading back to school. Here come some photos!
Catching Up
Wow, I am so behind on my blogging! It's been awfully busy here the past few weeks with teaching, planning, and weekend trips, but expect a bunch more blog posts soon. I have so much to write about the past few weeks - another mountain climbing excursion, our weekend in Quito, a weekend in the Intag Cloud Forest Reserve, some run-ins with the infamous Latin American machismo, and of course the first few weeks of teaching (which is incredible!).
I'll try to post one catch-up post a day (with lots of pictures, of course) - stay posted! It's been an amazing couple of weeks, and I've been taking lots of mental notes of what I need to write about. I am having the experience of a lifetime here, and can't wait to share more!
La cascada de Peguche
Cascada de Peguche (Peguche Waterfall)
Inti Raymi
In the past two weeks, we have twice visited a beautiful waterfall called the Cascada de Peguche. We first visited last Saturday, the night after our walk around the Cuicocha Lake, for a festival called Inti Raymi. Inti Raymi (also known as the La Fiesta de San Juan) is a sun festival celebrated throughout Latin America, in which people celebrate the summer solstice by cleansing their bad energy in the waterfall and dancing well into the night.
After our long trek through the mountains Saturday morning, we walked across town to the waterfall. After two weeks here I now know that we can never trust the time estimates that we're given (time in Ecuador, as I've learned, is more of a guideline than a strict schedule to be followed), but I had not yet realized last week. So the 20 minute walk from the hostel to the waterfall turned into more of and hour and a half, tacked onto our 5 hours of hiking. My legs were killing me the next morning!
At the waterfall, many of our group jumped in the freezing cold water to participate in the celebration, emerging drenched but rejuvenated. One girl's shoes were snatched from where she left her clothes, and we've been joking all week that they must have had a bad energy and were taken as part of the festival's soul cleansing. I was content to watch the celebration and be cleansed by the strong spritz from the waterfall, and it was a wonderful sight to behold. I chose not to swim to avoid the risk of getting sick, but of course I came down with a cold anyway, which I am finally starting to get over. Darn my bad immune system. Anyway, the rest of the night was spent in a plaza near the waterfall where we danced huge group dances in which we marched around in circles. I think we've all had the Inti Raymi songs stuck in our heads for the past week! In fact, we've been hearing the songs in the distance all week as the celebrations continue.
Chuchuquí Field Trip
On Thursday, we returned to the waterfall in the daylight with the kids from the Chuchuquí school. Once again, we were told that it was a 30 minute walk from the school (which is significantly outside of Otavalo) to the waterfall (which is outside of Otavalo in the opposite direction). Two hours later, we finally found ourselves at the waterfall.
From observing the schools here, I am impressed by the amount of freedom given to the Ecuadorian students, many of whom are very young. The kids ran and played around the waterfall, its river, the park where we ate lunch, and the surrounding woodsy area. In the U.S., I can't imagine kids having the freedom to run around unsupervised, but it seems that the students here understand that with freedom comes responsibility. Even as we were leaving and missing a few students, the teachers remained unworried and the students eventually straggled back to the group. It certainly helps that time is not strictly followed, but there also seems to be a distinct respect between teachers and students here that I really appreciate. It should be interesting how this comes into play when we are teaching.
I'll put up some photos of the waterfall next! More breathtaking views. The kids love to be photographed, so there are a bunch of my new friends, Adriana, Diana, and Nancy.
Lesson Planning
I am awfully behind on my blogging, but I'll try to catch up before we start our first classes this afternoon! This past week has been full of planning. We (finally) decided on our groups last Tuesday, which was more of an ordeal than it should have been, but worked out for the best. I am working with the 8th grade becados (scholarship recipients), teaching English with two other girls, Dana and Constance. Exactly what I wanted. Yay!
Classes start today, which is equally exciting and terrifying. This week, we met with an English teacher from South Africa who has taught around the world, who gave some very helpful tips for teaching ESL and highlighted some of the most common difficulties for Spanish speakers when learning English. We also went to a local library to work, and have been planning around the hostel in our free time. Our lesson plans for the next five weeks, while still very roughly outlined, include verb conjugations (present and past tense), plenty of vocab, negation, noun and adjective arrangement, and more.
Wish me luck this afternoon!
The BREATHTAKING views from our hike around the Laguna de Cuicocha on Saturday!
Laguna de Cuicocha
On Saturday, we arose bright and early for a hike in the Cotacachi Ecological Reserve, about 40 minutes outside of Otavalo, around the Laguna de Cuicocha (literal translation: guinea pig lake). Our coordinator, who volunteered with the program last year, told us about the sights, but I was not prepared for the absolutely stunning views that awaited us at the lake on top of the mountain. Our hike took us through the mountains surrounding the lake, so that we overlooked the crater lake and the two islands in the middle of it from every angle. It was an experience like none I've ever had before. We climbed the mountains, the pure blue water of the lake a sharp drop to our left, the Ecuadorian landscape and more gorgeous mountains stretching to our right. It was breathtaking. Words really can't describe the views - see the photos to come!
Of course, the beautiful views came at a steep (see what I did there?) price. Our coordinator, when telling us about the hike, told us that it was one of the easier ones that we would take, and even Don Gilberto's little grandchildren have made the trip no problem. Understandably, I was expecting a leisurely stroll along the side of a pretty lake. I was certainly not prepared for a 5 hour, 8 mile climb up a mountain at 9-10,000 ft. altitude! I've hiked before, but never as intensely as we did on Saturday. I'm not sure what superhuman mountain-climbing powers Don Gilberto's 5 year-old grandkids have, but I definitely need them for next weekend! Thank goodness the view made it worth it. (Although I literally had a nightmare Saturday night about having to walk more. Go figure).
Some photos from yesterday's trip to Otavalo's Plaza de Ponchos, the open air outdoor market that makes Otavalo a pretty major tourist attraction. The market is world famous for its handwoven crafts, and rightfully so - it is filled with beautiful artwork, clothing, blankets, bags, jewelry, and much more. And it's only a 5 minute walk from the hostel! We've already visited the market at least three times since our arrival on Sunday, and each time I am even more amazed by the brilliant colors of the mercado that springs to life every day in the heart of Otavalo.
The Chuchuqui school's playground has the most incredible view.
A volcano overlooking Otavalo. The mountains really are taller than the clouds - it's surreal!
My two new friends from Tangali, Jacqueline Rebecca and Mary Vanessa. Qué lindas, ¿no?