Sunday, August 29, 2010

Papallacta



Big News! School doesn’t start until next Monday, September 6th. Being a private school, Colegio Menor has to abide by a set of rules put in place by a Ministry of Education (reminds me of the Ministry of Magic in Harry Potter!). Colegio Menor, along with two other private liberal arts schools, petitioned to start a week earlier because they have international programs. Well, the administration at the ministry has changed since this deal was made, and now the agreement is being interpreted differently. SO, we start on the 6th. This week all of the teachers have half days, so I’m hoping to get some traveling in. We shall see!

On Friday the school put together a trip to Papallacta for all teachers who wanted to go. Papallacta is a small area in the mountains where volcanic hot springs draw both tourists and quiteños (people from Quito).



It sits about a two hour bus ride outside of Quito and is a relaxing, spa-like experience. The grounds include several pools of natural water that vary in temperature, along with a river that mimics Lake-Superior-in-April-cold water. The game-plan most people have is to continuously switch between hot water and paralyzing cold water. “It’s good for your nerves.” Oh, okay. Suuure.



It was really nice to sit in the warmer pools and take in the Andean mountains surrounding the complex. We arrived around 5:30 and stayed until 7:30. About 6:30 it started to mist/rain, which was a fantastic addition to the experience. The rain cooled off your face and top half of your body and you could easily warm yourself by going deeper into the water. It was very peaceful, but fun to chat and get to know some of the other teachers better. We stopped for pizza on the way back into the city, and I called it a night after getting home around 11.

There are four other girls that I’ve been spending a lot of my time with. Claire, Angie, Athena, and Susan are all from the states, and they all did their student teaching at CM too. They’ve been really helpful in my transition to life here in Quito. We all went out last night to Plaza Foch in Mariscal. We had dinner at Vino y Tapas – a restaurant where it’s all you can eat tapas, and all you can drink wine for $20. My girls in the states – yes, you are thinking correctly: heaven. We had some great and some not-so-great tapas (we think one dish included tongue and intestinal ingredients), and bottomless glasses of Merlot and Cabernet. After dinner we went dancing at The Bungalow until they turned the lights on. A very fun evening, but this morning wasn’t quite as pleasant. Claire, Angie, Susan, and I sat around their apartment all day, watched movies, and ordered Chinese food that was delivered. Unfortunately it was a wasted day, but we had a lot of fun laughing about the night before and just spending time together.


This is (L to R) Susan, from Boston; Claire, from Atlanta; Angie, from Atlanta, and myself at Bungalow.

This week I’ll be starting to put together my unit that will start mid-October. Angela, my cooperating teacher, has been helpful with guiding my planning. Now I’m just anxious to meet the students! One more week to wait…

Monday, August 23, 2010

Birthdays and bus tours...



Saturday evening my host parents took me the 50th birthday celebration of Gina's brother-in-law at their house in Quito about 20 minutes away from ours. It was Gina’s sister, Hermia, her husband, Andrés, and their two children, Andrés and Gabby, who hosted about 35 guests. It was quite the party. First, I wore jeans and felt pretty under-dressed. Everyone else was in nicer pants, button-up shirts, and dress shoes. Some of the younger adults had jeans on, so I didn’t stand out too much, besides being the only Americano there. We arrived at about 8:00pm and entered into a beautiful home. For those of you who saw a picture of my host family before I left, that photo was taken in this house. We were received by Hermia and Andres, and then entered into a sitting room where we made our rounds and kissed everyone on the cheek and said good evening. Andrés Jr. took our coats and we sat in another area of the living room. Gina and I had piña coladas - a small stemware crystal glass with an ice cube or two containing a creamy alcoholic beverage. Not at all like what’s served at Americana restaurants in the states. Delicious! All of the men drink whiskey here. Anyways, I was introduced to Gina’s sisters, their husbands, and their kids. Andrés Jr. asked me my name a second time, and started conversation with me which was nice. Gina and her sister giggled as this took place. Oooh, great, I thought. Then we all gathered into one room and listened to a friend of the family play the guitar and sing to us. We all sang a beautiful song to Andrés Sr. (which they handed out the lyrics to on small papers) that was about friendship and family. Here are the first few lines…

Tu eres mi amigo del alma, realmente el amigo que en todo camino y jornada esta siempre conmigo…

You are my best friend (or my friend of my soul), really my friend in every day and every way, you are always with me…

How beautiful is that? Then they put on music, and we all danced! At first, I sat there just watching my host mom and host dad salsa-ing like they’ve probably done for the last 30 years. Ah, don’t worry, yes... I got to dance. Andrés Jr. asked me, I said I don’t know how, Andrés said I will learn. Of course, I have taken innumerable dance classes since age 3, so I wasn’t clueless. And I did move pretty well! After I sat down, Gina and one of her sisters said, “Tienes ritmo! Tu bailas bien.” I think they were pleasantly surprised by my moves. 

We then had a beautiful dinner with really good wine. Andrés Sr. kept asking me what I wanted to drink, so I would always ask him what he suggested out of my options. He suggested a great vino tinto (red wine) and a great blush wine. Both were delicious.

Soon after dinner was over, we sang about three different Happy Birthday songs to Andrés, one of which was the familiar English version which was adorable with all of their thick Hispanic accents. We ate a great cake that Doris, another family member, made in her home. It was paired with an edible cone-bowl with vanilla ice cream and salsa del mora (blackberry sauce). YUM!

We danced again after dessert, this time Andrés Sr. spun me around for a little while to “In the Navy” by the Village People. This was quite comical. It was getting late (about 1:00am!) so Hugo, Gina, and I excused ourselves and thanked our hosts. Great night? I think, YES.

I wasn’t even really keen on going in the first place, but I’m sure glad I did. It was definitely a cultural experience to remember; it was such a unique way to celebrate a birthday. I would like to take a lot of these customs back to my own life and future with family. It was so great to see parents and children dancing together and singing songs to one another. Yes, it’s clear these people are well-off, but it doesn’t seem as though the celebration would have been any less filled with true enjoyment by everyone if they were at a different economic status. Just an idea to ponder, I suppose.

Saturday we went on a small city tour of north Quito. Nena, a communications representative of CM, took us new teachers in a bus to some spots we should explore more on our own time. Old Town, La Virgen del Panecillo, and the Mariscal area of Quito were among our stops. There’s definitely areas of the city I’ll be looking into more during the coming weekends.







The veteran teachers of Colegio Menor returned today for the week of preparation before students return on the 30th of August. Unfortunately, I was 20 minutes late to school because I missed my bus, or it missed me. I’m still undecided about that. Anyways, we had a welcome meeting for all returning teachers, and then went into school-specific meetings. Each school (elementary, middle, and high school) has their own principal. High school, however, is without a principal, so the general director of the whole school, Andrew Sherman, is standing in until they find one for next semester. Some topics of the meeting were review from our New Teacher Orientation last week, but it was good to see the returning teachers ask questions and comment on issues they’ve waited to see be resolved since the previous year. For the rest of the day, Angela and I talked about previous year’s student teachers and how we’re going to run my semester at Colegio Menor. I’ll be taking over full time in about mid-October, so it looks like I should get most of my traveling completed before then! She’s super flexible, so if accommodations need to be made, I’ll be covered. She also told me she isn’t returning to CMSFQ next year; Angela, her Ecuadorian husband, and two sons are moving to the states next summer after living here for ten years. I'm very excited to learn from Angela in her last year at Colegio Menor.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

And so it begins...




It’s day five, and the sun is finally shining brightly on my Ecuador experience. The first few days were tough; I was sitting in my host family’s home, basically alone, with no one I knew within thousands of miles of me, and nothing to occupy my time. It wasn’t all rain clouds and depressing music, but I definitely wasn’t feeling in cahoots with Quito. The transportation system here is intimidating, to say the least. Public busses are very cheap – costing only $.25, and you can even get a taxi for less than three dollars (and being the safer option), but I didn’t want to tackle it myself, especially being an obvious gringa. With a look of uncertainty about myself, I would be an easy target for pick-pocket-ers and the like. So, the only option was to wait it out until I met some friends to explore with; and I definitely did.

But first, more about my host family. I finally met my host padre, Hugo, and have seen him probably 3 times since then. He works quite often and is usually in his office where he eats breakfast that Gina brings him. I’ve only seen him with my younger host brother once, and he was a bit looser than the last time I met him; he seems like a good dad. That brings me to Santi, the youngest. He arrived from vacation at the beach in Las Esmeraldas on Monday. He reminds me of Ian – definitely the baby boy of the family, and he’s clearly adored by his mother and older sister. He’s going to be a senior at a high school in Quito. Santi coming home warmed up Pamela a bit. She’s 24, living at home, working on her masters in nutrition. My relationship with her is better than anticipated, but we’re nowhere near painting our toenails together and gossiping about boys. She doesn’t really talk to me much; even when we were at the mall with her mom, she had her ipod in one ear, and rarely commented on conversation. It doesn’t really bother me since I’m just starting to get into my student teaching and getting excited about my time here, but it was kind of a bummer in the first couple days when I was very new to the city. They’ve hosted many students before, so I think it’s pretty apparent this isn’t something new and exciting for her, like it is for me. Hugo Alexis is 30 and the oldest sibling. He lives at home and has a room on the top floor across the hall from mine. We’re kind of roommates, I would say, though we don’t share anything because I have my own bathroom. I’ve only seen him twice because again, he works a lot. He has a girlfriend whom I’ve never seen or met, but she’s in pictures around the house.



This is Lili. She's 3 months old and adorable. Her mom, Nena, is 3, and around the house as well. They are curious about me and have just started to come visit me upstairs. They bark sometimes, but it's okay - they're cute.

They’re all very nice, welcoming, and I honestly have it made. Betty is the housekeeper and she’s here 5 days a week to help out Gina. She makes my bed everyday, even though I do it before I leave for school; it’s always a little different when I come back. I’m not sure on the laundry situation still – I told Gina I can do it myself, but she insisted on putting my few things from the last couple days in with the load she was doing. Every morning she has breakfast ready for me at my spot at the kitchen table. Usually it’s some fresh fruit, eggs or a bocadillo (a small toasted sandwich), freshly squeezed or blended juice, and coffee. I catch the bus for school, come back, and there’s a plate of whatever she made for lunch waiting there for me. I don't think Santi, Pamela, and Hugo have been there recently for lunch either because there have been other plates waiting at the table by mine as well. The most family members I’ve been at the table with at once has been Gina, Santi, Hugo Sr, and myself. It’s an interesting family dynamic, but it seems to work, and it’s clear they all care about each other very much.

Wednesday started my New Teacher Orientation at Colegio Menor de Universidad San Fransisco! This school is fantastic. It’s a private school founded 16 years ago by an Ecuadorian man named Carlos, who, after attending colleges and universities in the US, came to Ecuador with a vision of what education could be for this community. A liberal arts education isn’t found very often in the public schools in this country, and he wanted to inspire the youth to think critically about their community, their country, and their world. CM’s three founding beliefs are goodness, beauty, and truth. Everything so far that I’ve heard has been really supportive and great; the teachers are there for the students and to help out each other. I know I’ll get a lot of help if/when I ask for it.



(This is La Rotunda where there are meetings, parent nights, and so on. More pictures will be coming of the school; it was raining today so the ones I took this afternoon don't show the true beauty of this place.)

My first day included the welcome presentation, a tour of the campus, taking school ID photos, and some more preliminary things. Today was focused on grade level and I went around with three other (actual) teachers and learned about the Code of Conduct, student handbook, grading system, academic support services, and more educational jargon goodness. Some of the meetings were in Spanish, so I had to keep up with mostly key word cues and questions. There was even a presentation by representatives from the US Embassy on how to stay safe while traveling around the city and the country. Very good tips I'll be filing away and using on a daily basis. It all went very well though! I actually met my cooperating teacher, Angela, today as well! She stopped in to see if she needed to be at the orientation with me as well, and I ran into her in one of the courtyards. She is very down-to-earth, nice, and excited to have me. She's had quite a few student teachers before and they've all been positive experiences. Apparently our seniors this year are an impeccable bunch, so they have a high standards to live up to already. Angela will be back on Monday and I'll be there to help her get situated for the start of the year when students come back on the 30th.

I learned today that I'll be able to take Spanish classes after school two or three days a week at the high school! This is very exciting since goal #2 of being in Ecua (goal #1 of course is to have the most productive student teaching experience EVER.) is to improve my Spanish skills and become fluent. This will be great along with my host family semi-immersion situation at home. I also learned today that I can provide private tutoring services for quite a surprising hourly fee. I think I’ll be doing that as much as possible when school starts and try to get a trip to the Galapagos planned. I’ve heard from everyone that it’s essential to go – ousting my previous thoughts of skipping it. Blast.

Lastly, I must note my first nightclub outing in Ecuador. Wednesday is "ladies night" at El Bungalow. From 8-10 it is strictly women in the bar, with free beverages, and they play good dancing music. Last night they even had some entertainment - a Michael Jackson dancer/impersonator who rocked it to a few Michael remixes. I went with four other teachers from the high school, one of them being a friend from Northern. Athena did her student teaching at CM this past winter, and ended up accepting a position to teach 4th grade for this coming year. Que suerte! Anyways, it was a good night overall, though I found out today from my host mom that I completely over-paid for my taxi home. She said I shouldn't pay more than $5. This silly gringa paid $10! Oh well, I'll be more savvy the next time.

Sorry for this novel-esque post! So much has happened in a few short days... it's all just beginning!

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Arrival in Quito

After days (and days) of going away parties and tearful goodbyes, I finally started my ascent into the city of Quito, Ecuador. Flying in at 10:00 pm was absolutely magical. The entire city was glittering as we flew into the Mariscal Sucre airport in the middle of the city. Unfortunately, I didn't have the window seat but what I could see was unbelievable. This is from tonight, to get an idea of the city after dark.



Getting off of the plane was overwhelming. After traveling for 12 hours, standing in a line isn't going to be on the top of my list of things-I-want-to-do. But, alas, la Aduana (customs) took a little while. Then, I searched for my bag and was immensely relieved to see it waiting for me there, and not lost into the oblivion that luggage can fall victim to. Then it was time to find my host family. I don't know if it was the incredibly high altitude that I had never experienced before, or the unfamiliar lack of oxygen in the air, but my heart started to pound when the doors opened to the lobby-waiting area. About 150 people stood there waiting with signs, balloons, and anxious family members while they scan your face to see if you are their exchange student. Looking through the crowd, I finally see Gina, my Ecua-mom holding a sign with KAITLYN JANCO on it, and I make my way to her. Gina and my host-sister, Pamela, greet me with hugs and help my take my bags. I felt almost at ease as we drove back through Quito to their apartment and I get a small tour of their house. Pamela translates some information for me, and I am very grateful for this. I am shown my room, which is upstairs of everyone else's. The oldest, Hugo, also has his room and small apartment up here as well. I only know his door is across the hall from mine, but what is behind it, I haven't a clue. Everything they have provided for me is incredible. I have a living room area, bedroom, and bathroom that make me feel welcome and comfortable. I slipped into bed, and slept well my first night in Quito except for some sort of karaoke bar near-by whose performing patrons didn't have much talent.





Today, I awoke to a beautiful sunny morning, and showered before Gina made breakfast. Afterward, she took me to the gym she goes to and I got a small workout in. Not exactly what I had expected on my first day in Ecuador, but it was surprisingly relaxing. For some silly reason, I chose to use the stair-stepper first. Really, Kait?? You just landed at 9700 ft YESTERDAY. ugh. 15 minutes later and I moved over to walk at a comfortable pace on the treadmill. Then we took a sauna, jumped into cold water, sat in a hot tub, swam, then showered. (If I would have known this was the plan, I clearly wouldn't have showered before breakfast. ooooh well.) Then we came back and Gina, Pamela, and I went to lunch at their mall called Quicento. I was slightly disheartened as we walked up to the food court and saw KFC, Taco Bell, Pizza Hut, and more American chains. But Pamela took me over to the Ecuadorian food vendors and had hornados, a plate of delicious pork, mote (a type of corn), avocado, tortillas, tomato, and empanadas. How have I lived this long without empanadas? I know I won't be able to from here on out, that's for sure.


After Quicentro, we went to SuperMax and got me a cell phone to use while I'm here. I am still trying to figure out how to add credits and if I can use it internationally. I'll keep everyone updated on that.

Of course I was exhausted after just this amount of running around. Gina doesn't use traditional medicines or treatments and hasn't for over 25 years; everyday she takes herbal supplements and concoctions. Therefore, her coffee (and tea for that matter) is decaffeinated. Wah Wah. I shall be buying real coffee in the very near and certain future. So, not being caffeinated myself, I rested and fell asleep for two hours. Gina and I had dinner around 8, and POW. Here we are.

My host brothers are on vacation right now, returning tomorrow from what I've gathered from Gina. They've gone to the coast to enjoy the beach. My turn soon? :) I have yet to see my host dad, Hugo, even though I believe he is here. I'm sure I'll be introduced when the time is right.

Everything is going great so far. It's obvious how much work my Spanish needs, but that will take some time. I'm not worried, just oblivious to a lot of things my host mom says. We're working on it; she's patient.