So the
week after I posted my last blog we attempted to do activities with the babies
under the red tent which they put up for us. We took out loads of art stuff
thinking it would be really successful; turns out they enjoy throwing or eating
crayons rather than using them. Plus once the kids got bored it turned into a game
of running around the casas so we couldn’t catch them, amusing to start with
but in the blazing sun it’s not so great. After a couple of attempts we gave in
and decided to take them into our very small room to watch TV, we got a couple
of films in with them, but now they’re obsessed with Micky Mouse which is great
because we really enjoy it too! When they get agitated we take them outside to
the park which has finally been cemented into the ground after numerous
injuries, this involving them shouting “Passear Me” meaning we have to push
them on the around on the round about again and again. Finally we stop and they
just kind of occupy themselves in the swings and slide and we watch and laugh
at them, toddlers are hilarious. This has to be by far my favourite time of the
day.
Jandy
is such a gem, like she gets away with anything because she is the most
beautiful baby I’ve ever come across, plus she thinks everyone is called Amber
so all you ever hear is her shouting it around the aldea, some of the tias are
seriously beginning to get annoyed by it...
I wish
Ricardo was my own child he is that amazing, he was so naughty when we got here
but now he’s got to the cheeky stage but in such a cute way, he could spit at
us and we would still find the funny side. He is being potty trained at the
moment, there’s been some occasions when you pick him up and he’s soaked
through, one time when he weed on our floor, however now he just wees outside
on the park as he can’t be bothered to go to the toilet, he reminds me of my
brother from the stories I’ve heard from him being a child.
Fatima
is adorable, her laugh is just perfect, like it’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever
heard, and even though she always runs away and you find her chilling somewhere
random, she’s just such a happy toddler.
Then
Estrella, I remember mentioning her in my first blog saying that she hates us
and would scream for the first half hour every time she was left with us, well
now it’s the opposite. Even thought she still doesn’t know my name so calls me
Amber or simply volunteer, she’s hilarious, especially when she is throwing a
fit. She still refuses to say please to be pushed on the roundabout but
hopefully after a few more weeks she’ll realise she won’t get anywhere with us
if she doesn’t, however since her mum lives at the aldea she’s a bit spoiled.
However yeah she’s just hilarious and can be so cute when she wants to be, plus
she’s obsessed with food so we get on with her very well. So yeah, that’s a
brief summary of who I get to spend every morning with, I really am one of the
luckiest people to have that opportunity.
We
also tried to do activities outside with the other children outside once they
were back from school however this was sheer madness. We had a specific age
group of around 7 children and we were going to make paper airplanes with them,
however since it was outside everyone decided they wanted to join in. This was
cute at the start but out of nowhere people just started going crazy and I
ended up having a chair thrown at the back of my head. It really is a shame
that we can’t teach them proper skills as they’re all just too hyper when in
such a big group, but at least we tried. Lets just say it won’t be happening
again anytime soon!
Since
so many people had run away which I mentioned last time they’ve ended up
changing the houses around. Casa dos now has the two older boys in there too,
this was so strange to start with however it’s amazing having people around a
similar age, even though they’re 15, to talk to. They have proper banter and
we’ve gotten really close to them. One night they took it a step too far though
and Jose for a carving knife out and held it to Jeanpierre’s neck, this then
escalated to them having a play fight however Jose still had a knife in his
hand, thankfully the Tia saw and they got sent to their room before anything
happened; but yes I’m happy with the change now we’re used to it.
Speaking
of knifes, there was also another 14 year old boy, Junior, who was living in
casa dos. He was so cute and hilarious, he just really didn’t care what the
Tias said to him, which is so rare to see. However the other day something
happened and he came to me and Amber with the same knife Jose was using, made
for cutting meat, and said he was going to slit Jeanpierre’s throat and he was
being deadly serious. We planned it so I could sneak away without being
obvious and tell Tia Candy, however he saw me which stressed me out since he
was outside with a huge ass knife in his pocket. Sadly they couldn’t take
anymore chances with him and he’s now living in an all boys aldea somewhere in
Trujillo, we will miss him a lot but obviously they have to think about the
safety of the other 49 kids over him. As much as at the start I felt
responsible and really bad for him not being there, I couldn’t imagine if he
had done something to someone and we hadn’t put a stop to it, but yeah bit of
goss for you all.
One of
the girls, Zarahi who I mentioned in my last blog, however I probably spelt her
name wrong, always says “OOO CHICA” so we are now in the habit of shouting it
to every kid at the aldea. Loads of them have joined in and it’s sort of an
ongoing game with them. To spice up our weekends we decided to start shouting
it at people on the streets, seeing as they all stare anyway we really do have
nothing to lose. We found it hilarious and started a tally which is ongoing
every weekend. You get some very mixed responses but most people seem to love
the banter. Where we live is very rural however they’re two shops and a small
village of houses over the road. On one of our trips to the shops we decided to
wait as there was a big group of builders waiting for the bus who would shout
stuff at us, but yeah I decided I was in the mood to play the game, hence
people were all triple glancing. First seeing two girls stood on the side of
the road, secondly realising they’re gringas and thirdly hearing us shout ooo
chica at them. That’s one of the most amazing things about this country, since
everyone does stare we’re so care free with how we act as you’re just used to
people thinking you’re different. Really don’t miss the judgemental side of the
UK at all!
I’ve
been quiet ill since my last blog, which started just after I wrote it and has
only just passed. Since we’re living in a work site as they are currently
building the other aldea we are living amongst the ‘polbo’, aka the dust. We
put a carpet down in our room which I mentioned last time and it’s basically
just being accumulating dust since we moved, us being stupid and not realising
for all this time- I was asking to be ill. So yeah after trying three different
types of antibiotics which cost me my monthly wages as I stupidly shopped in an
expensive pharmacy, I am finally better which is amazing! However every time I
drank whilst sick my chest went all horrible, this meant that one time I was
sick on a Peruvian Bus. Not my proudest moment, definitely partner bonding, but
bloody hilarious looking back. Plus we had got the wrong bloody bus back so
ended up getting off at a random place then getting a taxi to McDonald’s where
we changed, how lovely. It’s so amazing to be feeling myself again and knowing
I’m not making myself sick, sometimes I surprise myself with my own lack of
intelligence in these situations.
There’s
been quite a few events over the last month which is so exciting, even thought
we only ever find out about them on the morning, or occasionally on the
afternoon so always look and feel rank. One morning every house brought the
tables and chairs outside and put them in one massive row and all had tuna
mayonnaise sandwiches with some important woman who then gave all of the kids
toy cars or dolls. Everyone was dressed in matching Peru tops apart from us,
but it’s so cute how much they all love their country.
Another
afternoon around 20-30 people showed up with baskets full of food, this
consisted of them giving all the children, tias and us shit loads of food and
snacks randomly, then singing a traditional Peruvian song to us all. It’s so
lovely how generous people are to those less fortunate here, something like
this happens every two weeks or so and apparently happens every week at peak
times such as Christmas!
Since
my last post there’s been Halloween and Bonfire night where strangely enough we
haven’t had any electricity for either. There’s been so many days without power
where we have had candle lit dinners, and even some days where we haven’t had
water so cooking and showering has been a bit of a difficulty. On Halloween we
did the opposite of trick or treating and took bags of sweets round all the
casas for the kids since they couldn’t really go outside with no power. Then
we dressed in stupid layers of clothing
as Peru gets bloody cold at night and went and sat in the dark on the
roundabout with snacks. This was such a different way to spend the night but
wow, it was so surreal in all darkness surrounded by mountains singing along to
Demi Lovato... We were then joined my Tia Candy, her two daughters and four of
the children where they all told ghost stories about each house then tried to
scare the two of us. It was adorable snuggling up next to Junior and Dena for a
few hours, sort of an unexplainable feeling but one I shall not forget! Bonfire
night we again wrapped up and went outside with blankets and snacks again, and
sat staring at more mountains and the full moon which was bloody mental. To add
a bit of drama all the “younger older” boys, so around 7 x 11-13 year olds had
managed to escape from their houses and were just running riot outside. This
was hilarious but a little spooky with no power and everything. Again another
very strange way to celebrate but a once in a life time thing which was so
peaceful compared to the usual celebration of fireworks.
The
Friday before last we had the Olympiadas which happens once a year in the
aldea. Basically it’s a competition between the houses, every person gets a top
and each house is a different colour. They all practised their dances for weeks
in advance which paid off so well for them. We danced with Direction which was
hilarious; we learnt the dance then two weeks later only one of them could
remember it along with me and Amber so we ended up teaching them it again. After
numerous sweltering practises we finally managed to pull it off almost
perfectly on the day, along with our silver pompoms to add the finishing touch.
They had an Olympic style torch for four of the sibling who have lived here their whole lives, and are leaving in December. This was such a lovely way for
them to celebrate their last Olympiads – this was then followed by a parade of
all the houses around the football pitch which was hilarious as nothing ever
goes as you would expect in Peru. After all the dancing everyone tried to play
football but since it wasn’t in the usual aldea it was different for them, such
a shame for us that it wasn’t the same as every other year but it will have its
perks! It was such a lovely afternoon with the dancing, and us face painting, it really helped us bond with all the Tios and Tias who we never really got the chance to properly talk to beforehand, they’re all so loving to the children,
such an inspiration.
This
last week has been so crazy for us, on Saturday we had to stay in the aldea and
help stamping folders as they were having some big inspection and had so much
to do! Turns out we had to do this all of Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday too
which got rather boring, however we had Jose to keep us company which was hilarious.
I got attacked by him and Amber and sandwiched into a mattress for a good five
minutes, once again a lot more funny than it sounds. This also involved us
helping on Thursday night where we didn’t finish work till 3am, then we abused
the access to internet and stayed up for another hour. This seemed like a fine
idea until we were awoken having to help at 8 in the morning, thankfully only
Amber had to go, in her PJ’s, classy! It was so nice being so useful to them
all but I really do miss spending time with the kids, especially the babies.
Due to some of the tias not knowing we were helping the big boss man, thinking
we have just pied off the kids, they have taken a disliking to us. One of them
openly stated we were late and because of that wouldn’t let us take them to the
park, stupid as this meant more work for her. Such a shame that some of them
are like that but not everyone is going to like you I guess.
Friday
afternoon we were exhausted doing the last bits of paperwork in our room. I
can’t explain this in detail but Zarahi basically had a nervous breakdown, it
was like a scene from girl interrupted but x10 worse, plus you love the person
who is struggling. This may not sound too bad to many of you, but it was the
worst experience of my life so far. It’s still that day and she is in hospital
but the thought of it all makes me feel sick. At training we were prepared for
a lot of things, but I have to say I didn’t have any clue what to do with
myself other than stand and cry which is a rarity. I guess this is what this
years all about, experiencing new things out of your comfort zone but I’m not
too sure how I’m going to come to terms with witnessing that.
Our desk officer Felicity came to visit along with Elouise for the day which was amazing! They were very shocked to see how different the project was during the construction but it was so nice to hear how well we are doing. Plus spending the day having English conversation was just fabulous! Looking forward to Debrifing to catch up again :)
So
much more has happened but I think most of you will be bored of reading this crap
by now. I’m loving Peru still and the children are just phenomal, even though
they all have their moments. I now like the vast majority of food, can
understand the majority of a new language, have gained so much patience as we
really have no other choice, and have made so many memories that I’m so scared
I’ll forget. My family have booked to come and visit at the start of March and
I’m beyond excited to see them and show them this amazing country which I have
the pleasure of living in. We have booked busses for Piura, six hours North,
where two other volunteers are for next week, can’t wait to see their project
and speak in English with sarcasm, something Peruvians just don’t seem to
understand the concept of. I got my first bit of post and wow it’s so lovely
getting things that were obviously sent when I first left but seeing how much I
was missed, I really do have the best family. Life is amazing and I can’t
believe I’m ¼ of the way through my time here. Hope everyone is healthy and happy!