Dear Internet,
Day Two was very busy!
We had breakfast around 8AM (which the norm on the trip). They always offered a HUGE platter of fruit with breakfast, and this morning they offered cold cereal. Much to my dismay, it turned out to be a one time deal. :) One of the foods I missed while I was there cold cereal. I'm still trying to figure out the milk. It was whiter than American 1% or 2%, but not as creamy as American whole milk. It tasted too much like cow milk to be goat milk (plus I didn't see any goats at Casa, but there WAS a herd of cows).
By 9AM, we had all plied onto the bus and headed down the road to the younger kids' building. There we picked up all of the kids and went to the zoo! This was my first time interacting with the kids as we didn't really have much time with them the night before.
A little boy (I believe he's around nine years old) sat with me both to and from the zoo, which was about a half hour drive. His name is Mangen (MAHN-jihn) and he loved playing with my camera. I was happy to oblige since he'd have to climb over me to leave the seat. :) My sponsor child Linda ended up sitting across the aisle and back a seat...
The zoo was NOTHING like I had imagined it would be. I was envisioning something like Como Zoo, maybe smaller but at that quality. Not sure why, because nothing in Managua had been like that. The zoo itself is probably about the size of Fawn-Doe-Rosa in St Croix. The pathways are really beat up, either cement or dirt, and they all loop into each other. All of the signs were in Spanish, no surprise.
At the gate one of the zoo keepers came out and told us some basic instructions. In Spanish, of course. Someone tried to translate for us, but I was at the back of the group and didn't hear much. My plan was don't loose my group, don't feed the animals, and don't stick my hands in the cages and I should be good, right? :)
Once we got in the gates and to where the animals were, the kids essentially grabbed a Gringo (an American) and ran off. I was pulled around by a few different girls, and it was fun to see their reactions to the animals.
And once again, my preconceptions were found to be wrong pretty quick. In America, you would never let a seven year old run around a zoo by themselves. I was envisioning each team member would assigned one or two kids and that we would stay with them the whole time we were there. That didn't really happen. The kids didn't really ever break off and go anywhere by themselves, but they certainly didn't all have a "chaperone" with them. :)
I was walking down the path and one of Casa kids (her name is Kimberly) grabbed my hand and started pulling me the other direction. It was "woah, guess I'm going this direction" all of a sudden. :) She stuck with me most of the time at the zoo. At one point she found one of the youngest girls (her name is Jahaira, or Jaja) and we stayed with her and her new friend Jason (one of my team members) for a while.
Sorry if it seems confusing, but it was. I didn't know hardly any of the kids' names, and the language barrier was pretty big. Little did I know that they understood MUCH more English than we gave them credit for. :)
At some point Kimberly and Jaja decided it would be much more fun to play a game of "cat and mouse" with Jason and I. It pretty much boiled down to they would run a little ways away and then stop, and Jason would run after them. I decided that this really wasn't a game I wanted to play, and followed a different group of my team members. :) It was a good decision, because a half an hour later Jason was still chasing them.
There was a butterfly garden type thing there, and that was pretty cool. They had music playing and everything. They even had Monarch butterflies.... travel all the way to Nicaragua and see a butterfly that you can actually identify. Pretty neat.
We headed back to the bus and went back to Casa Bernabe for lunch. Lunch was a big "Yay God" moment, as they served relatively plain chicken! Woo hoo! (they had a jalapeño sauce thing that you were supposed put on it)
After lunch, we had options as to what we did. The whole team didn't have to do the same thing. A few of us went and helped the English classes that were going on, some people helped organize all of the donations that we had brought down, and a few of the guys went to go dig a ditch. Seriously. They dug a ditch. I guess they had just installed a new water tank before we got there, and they had to dig a ditch from point A to point B for the pipes. I opted to help with English classes. :)
They had four different classes, and I helped with the first three. The first class was the most fun! There were only five kids (and all girls) in the class. I think there were a few boys absent. We had enough helpers that each team member helped one of the kids. I helped Jaja, who I had met at the zoo. The teacher had the kids introduce themselves in English, and then had us introduce ourselves to them. It was fun to hear them speak in English!
The teacher, who was very nice and spoke English really well, gave the kids a packet and they were to follow the instructions on each page. They were learning about family vocabulary (mother, father, sister, brother, etc). Each page was a coloring activity with instructions in English (like circle the baby and color the brother). As they were getting started, the teacher stopped in front of my desk and told me to ask Jaja questions about each page. She apparently was a little bit ahead of the others and would zoom thru the packet if you didn't slow her down. :) He was correct, she never asked me for help and was about two pages ahead of the other girls the whole time.
At one point the teacher caught her calling me the Spanish version of my name, which didn't bother me in the least. He stopped in front of her desk and said "What did you call her?". Jaja's eyes got HUGE and said my name (in Spanish its LAH-oo-rah, instead of LOH-rah). "What is her name?" he asked. She then turned to look at my name tag. She scowled at me (I'm assuming it was more directed at the offending name tag) and said "LAH-oo-rah" again. "No," he said, "that is how you say it in Spanish. What is it in English?" She turned and looked at me like she hadn't the foggiest idea. I just smiled and he gave me the go-ahead to tell her what it was. It took her a few tries to wrap her mouth around the OH sound. The "R" sound was a different matter entirely, and Reegan (the teacher's name) let that slide. Out side of the classroom, she always used the Spanish pronunciation. :)
Each class was about an hour long, so it didn't feel like we spent much time with the first class. The second class was the next age group up. Linda was in this group, and I wrote in my journal that she was very smart. Very cool to read later. It was fun to recognize some of the faces.
Before lunch, I had chatted with Ashley about some of the kids who I had interacted with at the zoo. Ashley was one of our team leaders and had been to Casa Bernabe twice already. She knew many of the kids and some of their stories. I hadn't caught Kimberly's name while we were at the zoo, and I was hoping she could help me figure out what it was. Come to find out that she has only been at Casa a few weeks. Christina wasn't even sure what her name was, only that she was new. I was very excited to see that she was in the second class. I hoped that Reegan would have everyone introduce themselves again so I could catch her name.
Reegan did have them introduce themselves, so it was fun to finally put names with some of the faces. Don't get me wrong, that doesn't mean I remembered most of their names! It took me all week to figure out what most of the girls' names where, and I'm a lost cause on the boys. :) Many of the girls I have come to love were in this class: Linda (my sponsor child), Xochilt (pronounced Soh-chee), Maria Eugenia (Ay-oo-hay-nya), Suyapa, Laisha, and Ana to name a few. :) The girls I just named were very confident in their answers and in what they were learning. I think Ana smiled the whole time! :) Each kid said their name with their own personal flair. :)
I had asked Kimberly what her name was (in Spanish) while we were at the zoo but she never answered me and avoided my question. I think that was the phrase I used the most! When it was Kimberly's turn to answer, she looked down at her desk and didn't say anything. It probably took her a full minute, with significant prompting, to finally answer. And when she did, it was so quiet that I couldn't hear her. I was so disappointed! Later in the class when we were helping some of the kids with their home work, I saw her name at the top of her paper. She spells is "Kimberling" although its pronounced like the American name Kimberly.
This class and the class after it were tougher to help with, as there were about four kids for every team member. This second class was learning about "ing" verbs. :)
At first, the third class only had three people! And there were about six of us! Lets just say, I felt a little awkward. Emily (she was in my small group) joined us too. More kids did eventually come, but it was still really awkward. The kids didn't want to answer any of the teachers questions. We asked him after class was done if it was because there were so many of us there, but he didn't think so. Reegan has been teaching/ working at Casa Bernabe for over ten years and he is very familiar with what each kid is going thru. He knows how far they've come, but knows how far they have the potential to grow.
I was starting to not feel very good at this point. I thought that if I ate something I would feel better, so after class I started to head back to the Team Center (which was less than a hundred yards away). But before I left, one of the boys (his name is Kessling) had climbed the tree outside of the "classroom". He was sitting in one of the branches and was shaking it. The teacher explained that the tree had a fruit or a nut type thing that you could make a juice out of. He said it tasted like a SweetTart (they made it for us later and it did). Kessling spent at least an hour out there and Emily joined him. :) They were so cute! At this point Emily was sitting on the ground under the tree with him and was helping him gather them. What made me smile was that he was wearing long pants and a polar fleece sweatshirt! It was about 80*!
I went back to the team center and ate a granola bar and drank some more water. Christian Zeagler was at one of the tables talking to Kristin, Carolyn, and Steve, so I joined them. If I understood this right, Christian is the liason between the two organizations that run Casa Bernabe (ORPHANetwork and Verbo Church). He was telling us about some of the struggles and prayer requests that the orphanage had. He said something I'll never forget. He was talking about how the kids to some extent have access to a counselor/phycologist-type, and he said "All the counseling in the world can't heal these kids from what they've gone thru WITHOUT PRAYER. Don't get me wrong, it helps, but it can't heal the hurt. Only God can do that." He then stressed that if someone asked him what the ONE thing they needed was, he would say PRAYER, hands down.
About an hour later was supper, and I still wasn't feeling good. Supper didn't look appetizing at all. I was sitting next to Kristin, and she noticed I wasn't doing too well. I told her that I thought I was just tired, and I often don't feel good if I'm overtired. She encouraged me to head to bed, which I was very glad to hear! :)
After I took a shower, I felt much better. Before I go on, I have to explain the showers! We had running water but no water heater. The hotter the day, the warmer the water, but it was always pretty cold! Like hose water, pretty much. We always said it was "refreshing." One night I took a shower, and actually said out loud "OH MY GOODNESS THIS IS COLD!" My small group got a pretty good laugh over my outburst.
But back to Friday. I felt better, so I kind of blamed it on "shock" and being over tired. I talked with Emily (who had come into the bedroom while I was in the bathroom showering) about what I was feeling too, and that helped. I then made a huge mistake. I took my Malaria medication (an antibiotic) on an empty stomach! Ugh. In a half an hour I felt so horrible!
The Youth Night was going on that night, so it was pretty much impossible to fall asleep until after it ended. I fell asleep after 10, and then didn't wake up again until about 1AM. I felt pretty good. I got up to go to the restroom, but that was much harder than it sounds. I had to climb down an unfamiliar metal ladder in the dark and not wake up my room mates. Fortunately Emily, whose head was right there, was wearing ear plugs. :)
I went back to sleep and then got up for the morning around 7am. More about that morning later!
In Christ,
Laura