Sunday, July 31, 2011

Common Phrases

It’s quite amazing how one character in a movie can say something that all of a sudden becomes one of the most popular phrases in The United States. Just think how long people quoted Napoleon Dynamite after that movie was first released. I can’t even count how many times I heard people say, “Eat your food, Tina,” “Goooosh,” or “Vote for Pedro.” Or if you’re not a Napoleon fan, then maybe you like “Bond…James Bond,” “Hasta La Vista, baby,” or “My momma always said, life is like a box of chocolates; you never know what you’re gonna get.”

While the Rahm and Lucia households in Honduras don’t have quite the same influence as Hollywood actors, there is one phrase that has been quite common this last week. It’s not funny, though it may appear so. It’s not dramatic to others, though it is extremely dramatic to the person saying it. And the action that follows it is not pleasant, nor would anyone ever care to make a movie out of it. However, given the current state of our lives here in Honduras, we are shouting it out right and left. Usually it comes in the middle of an important conversation, in the middle of a grammar lecture in class, or at 1 AM as almost everyone is sound asleep.

“I NEED TO GO TO THE BATHROOM BEFORE I POOP MY PANTS!”

I assume that this phenomenon is quite regular when Americans with little exposure to third world food, water, etc. choose to move to a Third World Country. In Honduras, for the most part, we are very privileged to have extremely clean drinking water and great food preparation methods, but every once in a while, someone forgets to use the filtered water for a pot of coffee or to wash the vegetables. The result is what you may expect – the Gringos (White People) spend 25% of the next few days sitting on the toilet. A good friend of mine (Gringo, of course) down here said it correctly when he wrote me an email. He said, “last week, for the first time in my life, I realized that it was possible to urinate out of my rear-end. I was driving down the road and had to stop to wash my pants after having butt explosions.”

So, there you have it. These last few days have been quite the experience. Ira started off with a bang on Friday, spending at least 30% of the day on the toilet. Then Sarah and Olivia followed (although their bodies haven’t quite adjusted since day one). And today, Hailey, Micah, and I are the lucky ones. Oh, the joys of third-world living!

I would write more, but “I need to go to the bathroom before I poop my pants.”

Friday, July 29, 2011

Taking Technology for Granted...

Contrary to many people my age (but common to people my grandmother’s age), I am a bit turned off by technology and all the “wonderful” new inventions that modernization has brought to humanity. I will never own an IPhone, Itouch, IPad, or an I-put-an-I-in-front-of-anything-and-it-will-sell, nor are they even that appealing to me. Now that we live in the middle-of-nowhere, Honduras, these gadgets are even less tempting. I often think they are just wasting everyone’s time. Instead of doing important things, we often hide behind the newest gadgets like a recluse who doesn’t want any human interaction. However, today I had an experience that reminded me that technology, even with the many downsides (in my opinion), has amazing capability and can be extremely wonderful and helpful. Let me explain…

Micah ate pistachios for the first time today, and his little body didn’t quite agree with them. Not too long after he consumed this tasty snack, he began talking like a man who smoked a pack of cigarettes every day of his 70-year life (OK, that’s a bit of an exaggeration). Soon after, he started developing a rash of sorts on his face and neck. We gave him some children’s benedryl, which made him drowsy and he fell asleep about 2 hours after the initial consumption. He wasn’t acting different than usual, besides being sleepy.

(Here’s where the modern technology part comes in)

Without giving a Honduras cell phone lesson (of which I have had many) via blogspot, I wasn’t able to make a phone call due to a variety of reasons, but remembered that my parents are often on Skype while they are home. So, I got on my computer (praise God the internet actually had a decent connection) and skyped my parents (can you use the word Skype as a verb?). They were able to call a doctor to be able to confirm that indeed this reaction was nothing to be overly concerned about so long as it didn’t get worse.

It’s not as if technology saved someone’s life today, but it did allow a couple parents in Honduras the peace-of-mind that their baby boy was safe and healthy. So here’s to the man or woman who invented Skype…thank you very much!

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

MICAH UPDATE



Here is a picture update of our growing son:


Favorite snack: crackers



Our happy boy!




He loves putting his hand out and feeling the rain drops fall from the roof!

Showing us that he is "one" year old


Micah loves hanging out in the back of pick up trucks :)






Loving our new hammock chair!




Helping daddy hang a hammock for the Lucia Family.


 New Haircut!






Thursday, July 14, 2011

These are a few of my favorite things...

I just thought I would share a few of my favorite things about my life in Honduras :) 


*Hanging out with Micah on our bed, underneath the mosquito net while we read books, watch movies on the laptop and eat cornflakes :)

*Chatting and praying over a cup of coffee with Joseph early in the morning when no one else is awake; the fresh morning breeze is wonderful!

*Tending to my flourishing garden!

*Favorite Foods:  Fried plantains; peanut butter on fresh, hot tortillas; and Baleadas.

*Going on walks as a family...Holding Joseph's hand as we watch our little son run ahead to look at the "vacas!" ("cows!")

*Favorite Plant:  Dormilonas. They are fern-looking plants that fold up when you touch them! God is so creative!  *Check them out on youtube if you are interested :)

* Watching the children of the community run around my house;  the laughter fills the room and my heart with joy!

*Watching my son and husband play together...especially when Joseph's gives Micah rides in the wheelbarrow and when they head for an afternoon walk together.  Doesn't get any precious than seeing son and father hand in hand.


Taking the time to write these favorite things out reminds me of how blessed I am!  
Thank you Jesus for these priceless moments and new treasures!


"Every good and perfect gift is from above!"  
James 1:17

Monday, July 4, 2011

What a Month!

When Hailey and I decided to move to Honduras (actually, before we made the decision), I spoke with several people who have done similar things. I spoke with people who lived in Guatemala, Turkey, Africa, the Middle East, and other places as well. There were two things in common that every person told me:

1) You will not regret moving to Honduras for one year if that is what you decide to do.

2) Even though you will not regret going, you will face many obstacles that will be difficult. They will be difficult for you in your work, with your family, and with the community you live in.

Hailey and I consider ourselves “go with the flow” types of people. We are not easily upset and generally handle changes in our lives with ease. Even though we didn’t (and still don’t) speak Spanish fluently; even though we were leaving behind our family and closest friends (except the Lucia’s); and even though there were many unknowns about our new life in Honduras, we felt ready and we were not intimidated but a change of such magnitude. I will even admit that I didn’t think it would be as difficult as some other people thought it might be.

I think the last month made me realize that the people who I spoke to about living overseas and working with a non-profit organization had more wisdom that I gave them credit for. There hasn’t been one or two things that have happened to make this last month particularly busy and difficult, but a combination of many small things.

As most of you know, I am working as the director of a new school that teaches English and Leadership to poor women in Honduras. Those of you who are in education probably cringe when you read the words “new school” because you may understand what that entails. It requires organizing classes, creating rules for the students (with regards to classes, but in my circumstance also with regards to life and safety since the girls all live here on campus), creating a student handbook, determining which teachers are going to teach what and when, and many other things. Also, since all the students live here, I also spend time making shopping lists, going on motorcycle to the nearby village to purchase food, medicine, and other supplies, and doing everything else that may be required of a Resident Advisor at a university in the US.

While I do have one of the most patient and understanding women in the world as my wife, she understandably would like to hang out with me and spend time together as a family. This last month, I have been so focused on my school responsibilities, that some of my responsibilities as a father and husband paid the price. Hailey and I have had some great conversations over the last couple weeks and she has really helped me prioritize my responsibilities and change some things so that I won’t be so busy. I have also told the students that after 4 in the afternoon I am going to spend time with my family and will not be “working” except in cases of emergencies or things that need my attention immediately.

In addition, we have had many volunteers coming and going, which also takes a lot of effort to coordinate. Each time a new volunteer comes, it is my responsibility to make sure they are up to speed and understand their responsibilities in the classroom, etc. This also means more trips in the motorcycle to town, which is more time away from campus and my family. I have been blessed to have some great volunteers since I’ve been down here and am not complaining about that, it is just another responsibility that takes time and effort.

Finally, because this is a new school, I have spent a lot of time creating lists of expectations, rules, and consequences if the rules are broken. This takes a lot of time and effort, and being a rule-enforcer is definitely one of the only things that I don’t like about my position. But, it is necessary. So this last month has been busy talking with the students to agree upon a set of guidelines that they understand and can live by.

All of these things added together has made for an extremely busy last month. For our entire marriage, I have ALWAYS been the first one to fall asleep at night while Hailey lays there thinking about something (I should say everything). For the first time in our marriage, Hailey is falling asleep before me as I lay in bed thinking about the things I didn’t get done that day or the things that are waiting for me the next day. Yet even with all the responsibilities and busyness, I would not trade this opportunity for anything. Hailey and I feel like we are right where God wants us and that we still have a lot to do. We continue to make strides to make my job easier and less busy. I have implemented monthly report cards, weekly exams, student handbooks, student code of conducts, and many more things to help make my job easier. I am not exactly laying back in a hammock sipping on a pina colada, but my life has seemed to slow down a little bit in the last week and I am grateful for that.

Ira and his family arrive here in one week from tomorrow, and then I can dump half of my workload onto him. Then maybe I will be napping in the hammock on our front porch. (It’s a joke Ira…well, kind of a joke)

Sunday, July 3, 2011

The Garden - step by step


I thought some of you might be interested in hearing about the garden and 
seeing pictures from the start until now. 



I chose a spot between our house(on the left) and the kitchen(on the right) because it is close to where we are and we can tend to it easily and because it was close to a water source.  The soil wasn't that great
because as you can see in the photo below it was used as a construction site and to store materials, but I 
thought I would give it a try!  


We removed all the "stuff" and began chipping away at the soil and removing a fair amount of soil
that we knew just would not do, it had a huge amount of clay in it, as does most the soil around here.


Here is Micah and his friend, Jared on the far left and a son of one of the workers, 
Johnathan in the middle, just hanging out in the garden :)


Soil getting chopped up...yes, we did this all by hand, using shovels and hoes. 


The soil, now chopped up finer. We also brought in some better soil from the coffee farm.


Hailey at working(top right of the garden), making 3 wide, raised beds to plant the veggies!


Hailey enjoying the hard labor!


The three final, wide, raised beds. You can see the two on the right have some 
richer soil on top; we added more on the third one as well.


 Horray! It's time to plant the seeds!


Joseph and Micah watering the garden together!


 The vegetable markers Hailey made...yes, they are in Spanish!


 The trellis we made for the cucumbers.



 Here you can see a gate was put up and the garden is surrounded by chicken fence....
to keep ALL the chickens and dogs out!  


Here is our garden now...the walkways are covered in pine needles..."Thanks Mom!"
And you can see that things are growing!  We got beets, cabbage, cucumbers, onions, and watermelon
that are growing well!

 Well, that is it for now.  Maybe once things get REAL big I will post another picture.  




I Live In A Palace




Living in a Third World country really opens your eyes to ALL that you have in the States.  You are reminded that your lifestyle in the States really is luxurious compared to most the world. 

When I had spent 3 months in Malawi, Africa in 2005 I came home and struggled with feeling so disgusted at how MUCH stuff we have in the states and how ungrateful we become; we forget how rich we really are.  When Joseph and I visited Calcutta, India in 2009 and did our daily walk through the streets where families, young and old, lined the streets laying underneath the only thing they owned, a blanket, some didn’t even have that.   I remember going to bed every night thinking “I can’t believe I was just wanting to redecorate my home…I can’t believe I wanted to get a different bed spread.   I really do live in a palace; I have all that I will ever need and more!” 

And now I am living in Honduras.  Last night I was lying on my comfortable bed, underneath our mosquito net, in our cement home with a tin roof and that same thought that I had in India returned… “I live in a palace!”  Just a few miles down the street from us lives a family of FIFTEEN who live in a smaller house than we do, they don’t have mosquito nets or a feather comforter to sleep under….oh yeah, and between the 15 of them, they share 3 beds. 

I LIVE IN A PALACE. 

So what does that make our old apartment in Seattle….definitely more luxurious than I thought!