Saturday 14 July 2012

At the end of it all

I have been back in Carlisle, PA, for a month now, enjoying the summertime with my family, boyfriend, church friends and piano. :-) Thankfully, I have some work to keep me busy until I go back to Scotland at the end of August. Peru seems very far away and like a strange dream. But I have so many good memories and photographs, which I hope to share with many of you as I see you in the next few months.

When I think back to this time last year, I can scarcely believe everything that has happened and all that I have learnt. Last summer I was very nervous about the prospect of living in Peru for 9 months. I didn't know many people there. I had the pressure of having to work hard on my Spanish for University. I knew Lima was a big and dangerous city, and I knew Moyobamba was full of horrible insects. I had never done the kind of work in schools that I was hoping to do. I was going to be living with strangers. Oh, the list could go on... But when I think of it all now, I am amazed at the Lord's provision and care for me and for the strength that I was given to go through the good and bad experiences. As a Christian, I can face uncertain days because I know that Christ lives and is interceding for me; he has promised never to leave me nor forsake me; his power is made perfect in weakness. 'If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast,' Psalm 139:9, 10.

What were the best parts and the worst parts of my time in Peru?
Well, I have lots of 'best times' for which to be thankful. I loved the children that I worked with, and there were many days when I arrived at school feeling tired or under the weather and left hours later still feeling tired but enthusiastic and happy about my time with the students. I look often at my photos, especially from San Andres and Annie Soper, and a smile automatically appears on my face as I remember the laughs, joy and love we shared as we worked on English and sang songs and played games. When I left Annie Soper in June, I was moved to receive some gifts from students who had been troublemakers in my classes and who had often had to be disciplined for their bad behaviour. Even they were sorry to see me go!! I had the opportunity to meet lots of great people and visit many interesting places throughout my time in Lima and Moyobamba. I will never forget my trips to Machu Picchu and Kuelap - two amazing Peruvian sites. I can say now that I've been to the Pacific Ocean, the desert, the Andes Mountains, and the jungle (particularly, the Amazon)! And all in one country!
If I had to choose a few low points of being in Peru, I would definitely mention the sickness I endured for many months. That was pretty awful sometimes. As you would expect, there were plenty of cultural differences that were difficult to handle or get used to. Such disorder and noise! I also found it hard to see immoral practices among professing Christians; it really illustrated how much we have to be thankful for the Christian heritage we have enjoyed in our country - its influence is striking when you travel to another country that has not had that privilege and witness the corruption, the diseases that are the result of loose living, the financial problems made worse by dishonesty, etc.

What have I learnt?
I learnt lots of Spanish! :-) Personally, though, I found out that there are many things, 'home comforts', that I can live without. I have certainly been made aware of how selfish and materialistic our society is. I have found out what it's like to be the foreigner in the country, the person everyone stares at, the person whose native language is obviously not Spanish; and I have learnt that I am the one who has to adapt! There were many times when internally I was boiling and ready to spew such things as 'If you would only listen to me, I could tell you how I do it and then you'd see how efficient you could be!' or 'You just can't talk to me like that because I find that offensive; I'm not used to people telling me I have really big feet!' or 'Stop saying such ignorant things about my culture!' But then I have to remember: Megan, you are in their culture; you have to change/adapt for them; why do you expect them to change their culture for you, a visitor? That is a humbling, challenging, but very good thing to learn! I learnt more about working in schools, working with children, teaching a language. I learnt to appreciate many new foods and places.

Many thanks go to the delightful people I met along the way and who helped my time to go so well. To name  a few: Clive and Ruth Bailey, Erick and MC (and Ruth!) Rios, Rachel Mein, Jodie Killah, Joanne Nicolson, Catriona MacDonald, the Arevalo family, Diana and Daniel, Arturo and Yolanda, Marion Burke, Rebekah Overstreet, Laura and Francisca and Luba and Erin, Pilar and her family, all the teachers of San Andres and Annie Soper, and many other people.
Thank you also to all of you who faithfully followed my blog, sent emails and cards, and especially prayed for me. Thank you to the Free Church of Scotland Foreign Mission Board for sending me as a volunteer, to Bon Accord Free Church and Women for Mission for their kind support. Special thanks go to my family and to Benjamin for their love and kindness in listening to my stories and rants and for doing what they could when I was unwell or feeling down.

I would like to return to Peru to see the work in San Andres and Annie Soper and to visit the friends I have there. I don't know when that will be, but in the meantime I will be thinking much on my time there, praying for the continuing outreach through Christian education, and giving thanks to God for giving me this great opportunity to serve him in Peru.

Wednesday 13 June 2012

Goodbye, Peru!

Tonight I am flying back to the USA after being in Peru for many months. I can't believe that this is the end of my year abroad! God is so good and has protected me, provided for me, given me many great experiences and taught me a lot. Thank you to all of you who have been reading my blog, writing emails, praying for me and asking after me. I do really appreciate it, and I hope that you have enjoyed your taste of Peru through me. When I get home, I plan to write a more comprehensive summary of my time in this country, which I will post for you. At the moment, my suitcases (I say suitcaseS because they are several...well, two, actually, plus a backpack and handbag) are packed, I'm having my final cup of tea on Peruvian soil, and I am waiting the taxi's arrival to take me to the airport. I will see many of you very soon! Chao for now!

Sunday 10 June 2012

Catching up

I have been really busy for the past couple of weeks and have not had time to sit down and write a good blog post. But now I realise I have an even harder task ahead of me: to get you all caught up on all of the happenings of the past couple of weeks! What a lot has been going on, not the least of which is my farewell to Moyobamba and Annie Soper Christian School. I am now back in Lima and in the house of the delightful Arevalo family. Here are just some stories and photos from the past few weeks...

Pre-school Education Week
Not long after Joanne left and my health recovered from sickness, I had an enjoyable morning with all the 3, 4 and 5 year old children of the school. Nation-wide there was a celebration of pre-school education, which included games and food and art. We took the children outside to play games with wooden blocks and balloons and the classic egg and spoon race, though even those simple things aren't necessary for entertaining the children - mud and sticks and sand are great! The games with balloons were particularly hilarious, since each child had a balloon attached to his or her leg and had to run around with it. The goal was to try to pop others' balloons before your balloon was burst. The 5 year old class did quite well, but the poor little ones of 3 years didn't have a clue. When the whistle was blown they stood still and just looked at each other, while the teacher and I shouted, 'Run! Run!' Some of them started trying to pop their own balloons and didn't really seem to pay attention to anyone else!

Later in the week we had a party with lots of food and music. There are just under 70 children, I believe, so that's a lot of energy to deal with after giving out sugary drinks and sweets! I was given some responsibility at the food table - mainly to keep the sticky little hands out of the bowls of crisps and wafers - and was quite happy with my station (yummmmm....). :-)

Who needs expensive plastic toys when there are mud, sand and sticks to be had?

Class of 3 years getting ready for their balloon-popping game

It never grows old: the egg and spoon race.

Some funky dancing on display at the preschool party

Estela and I are 'looking after' the food table very carefully :-)


Yacumama
Just a week before I left Moyobamba, a new volunteer arrived (good timing!) from the States. Her name is Erin, and she will be working in Annie Soper until August. She also is staying with Arturo and Yolanda, so when there were a couple of days off school Yoly took Erin and I to Yacumama. I had heard of it as a great place to see some Peruvian wildlife, but unfortunately when we arrived we were informed that a lot of the animals no longer live in that reservation. There are some jungle walks and rivers to fish in, though, and we had a nice wander around for the morning. We did catch a glimpse of a large white heron, but he refused to pose for a photo. The scenery and surroundings were so green and luscious, and if it had been a sunnier day it would have looked even better.

No prizes for guessing this is the jungle :-)

The Jungle is in danger...! Don't destroy it. It's our marvellous world.

The river at Yacumama

Growing rice next to the water - good idea! 

This is where your bananas come from.

You don't want one of these coconuts to fall on your head!

Morro de Calzada
The Morro de Calzada is a hill outside Moyobamba that can been seen from quite a distance away. It has a very good 'hill' shape - like an up-turned jelly. It has been my desire since arriving in Moyo to climb this hill and see the town and area from up high. My opportunity came on my last Saturday, and I went up with Arturo and Yoly and Erin. The day was quite cloudy and spitting with rain, but we were actually very grateful for that because a strong sun and heat would have been insupportable during the hike. It took about an hour and a half to get up and was quite a steep climb, but the view from the top (and the feeling of triumph that one gets when reaching the top) was super. Although it was still misty, everything looked beautiful. While climbing, we admired the nature and listened to the birds and the monkeys having a good blether. On the way down - OH THIS IS SO EXCITING - I saw one of the monkeys!!!!! Another of my Peruvian dreams came true! I just caught a glimpse of a little black monkey before he swung away with his family and don't have any photos, but the image is pasted in my memory. I was thrilled!

I can't say I was thrilled the next morning, however, when I woke up and had to hobble around on my aching legs. But the hike was worth it, and I recommend it to any of you with plans to visit Moyobamba.

The Morro de Calzada surrounded by cloud, early in the morning

The four intrepid adventurers about to scale the mountain

View from the top

Moyobamba from the top

Move over, Tarzan! Jungle (Megan) Jane is here!

And the sun had come out by the time we came back down and walked along the road.

La Iglesia Presbiteriana Evangelica de Lluyllucucha
I attended a small Presbyterian church in the district of Lluyllucucha for the few months I was in Moyobamba. I was able to help out with the music there and came to love the brothers and sisters of that congregation. They are currently meeting at the side of the house of Juan Ruiz and his wife Estela, but they are in the process of planning the construction of their own building - something that is very exciting but also in need of lots of prayer. The pastor is Walter Anaya, and the leaders and members have a heart for reaching the community of Moyobamba, particularly in their own district. There are lots of children and a strong Sunday School, but the young people (teens) lack strong leadership in forming a meeting of their own. The ladies meet at least once a week and are involved in organising lots of activities (many relating to food!), and there are two weekly prayer meetings and a Bible study. I will miss the people there but am grateful to the Lord for giving me some months with them and giving me opportunities to serve there. Here are a few photos.

Some of the members after an evening service

With some of the ladies at a Tuesday night prayer meeting

With Juan and Estela - pillars of the church and lovely people

Pastor Walter Anaya and his family

This past Monday's activities
I woke up on Monday feeling really sick, but I was determined to go to school, since I had only a few days left. The previous week I had heard snippets of information about a party that was going to happen in 1st grade, since it was my last class with them. One day a group of them had run up to me and said, 'Miss, Miss, there's going to be a....birthday...party....on Monday! Uh huh!' And I, though fully understanding what 'birthday party' really meant (i.e, a surprise farewell party for Miss Megan), just said, 'Oh, right, and whose birthday are we celebrating?' They children looked at each other and said, 'Umm...I don't know...but don't forget!' And then they whispered things to Pilar, who was standing next to me, and I overheard, 'But don't tell her, don't tell her!' It made me laugh so much, but I didn't let on at all that I knew what was going on. :-)

I did act surprised when I arrived at the door of the first grade classroom and watched them all spring out from underneath their desks and shout, 'We love you, Miss Megan!' Their teacher had written some messages from the children on the blackboard, along with their names. We had some snacks, and I was given some gifts from the children - like local jewellery and plastic orchids. So sweet! We didn't have any English class that day, but there were plenty of photos and snacks and hugs and kisses. First grade was probably my favourite group to work with because they were so cute and funny but also knew that they had to behave well in English class (no one wants his name underneath the sad face on the board). Considering their age and the number of them in the class, they did really well. So affectionate, too, which always goes down well with me!

In the afternoon I taught a first year of secondary class to do some Scottish ceilidh dancing. Of course, the music doesn't have the same meaning and appeal to them as it does to me, but they enjoyed learning the Virginia Reel and did it very well. There are lots of boys in that year, so many of them had to dance with each other, causing lots of laughter!

That night Erin and Yoly and I went to the thermal baths - my last visit to my favourite spot in Moyobamba. The entrance to the thermal baths has a sign in Spanish with a bad English translation underneath. The translation of 'Bienvenidos al Atractivo Turistico' really should be 'Welcome to this tourist attraction'. However, the translation reads 'Welcomes to attractive tourist'!!! So it always makes me feel good about myself that I'm allowed entry! The hot water was wonderful, and it was a quiet evening. After visiting the hot pools and the lukewarm swimming pool, I went to my locker to get my sachet of shampoo for washing my hair in the natural showers. The sachets just have a little hole that has to be torn open, but that night it was quite difficult to open since my hands were wet. I asked the bloke at the desk if he had any scissors, and he said he'd have a look. He disappeared for a minute and then returned, not with scissors, but with a machete! HAHA! I very nervously held out my sachet of shampoo while he split it open with his machete, and then Erin and I went giggling away to the showers. Erin commented, 'Well, you really know you're in the jungle when someone offers you a machete to open your shampoo!'

Messages from the students with their names on the board

I got a photo with each child who gave me a present

Getting 30 first graders to sit still for a photo is no easy task

Look at those precious faces! I love those kids to bits!

Dancing the Virginia Reel in the school auditorium. Whee-oo!

Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear

Farewells to Annie Soper and Moyobamba
Sadly, my time in Annie Soper Christian School has come to an end. I have really enjoyed my time there and have grown to love the children and teachers I worked with. The environment in the school is beautiful - both the natural surroundings, the school buildings and the children themselves. It has been an excellent experience for me, one that I will never forget. I recommend it highly to young and old. Remember to pray for the school and the staff, that the leaders will be given wisdom to direct the school in its future. And pray for the dear children, whose love and enthusiasm is so touching and inspiring. A third grade boy asked me to translate into English, 'I will love you forever', and I had the opportunity to remind him that even if I never return to Moyobamba we will see each other again in heaven if he has Jesus in his heart. I am going to miss the school a lot, but the time to move on has come. I am eager to go home!

My last day of school was Wednesday, and the primary assembly was my farewell 'do'. I had to sit on a 'throne' at the front and listen to children from each grade address some words of farewell and appreciation to me. The little ones almost made me cry! I was given many gifts by teachers and students and then ended the meeting by leading everyone in an English song that they have all learnt recently: Who made the twinkling stars? One of my favourite things to do with the children was teach them to sing songs in English, and in my few months in the school, they learnt an impressive repertoire, which included: I will make you fishers of men, Whenever you see a rainbow, Zacchaeus was a wee little man, If you're happy and you know it (everyone loved this one!), Eentsy Weentsy Spider, My God is so big, Who made the twinkling stars (with an additional verse supplied by a 5 year old: Who made the Miss Megan!!!), The B-I-B-L-E, and Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes. I hope they continue to sing them with gusto!

Bye-bye from the 4 year old class

Funny faces from the 5 year olds

Second grade

Third grade

Fourth grade

Fifth grade

Sixth grade

At my farewell assembly

Singing 'Read your Bible, pray everyday' with the 5 year olds
Thank you for getting this far! I will write another post before too long to keep you up to date on what's going on here in Lima. I have only 3 days left in Peru - wow!

Tuesday 22 May 2012

Mother's Day and Joanne's Visit

I don't think I've mentioned this before, but celebrations in Peru are hardly small affairs. That includes Mother's Day. (The church did a spectacularly over the top presentation during the worship service.) I was rather overwhelmed at the lengths to which the teachers and children at school went to prepare gifts and decorations and a programme for this family event. On the Friday before the special Sunday, we had an afternoon show for all the Annie Soper mothers. All of the children participated - from the tiny 3 year olds in duck and cow costumes to the graduating class of 2012. The day before the programme, I was asked to help direct it with Pilar the English teacher. Gulp. As usual, I couldn't say no and then found myself fretting about everything that I had to say in Spanish. Someone told me afterwards that the Annie Soper school has never had a foreign volunteer direct a programme before! I had to do the opening prayer (which was written out - people were encouraged to bow their heads and close their eyes, so hopefully they didn't notice my reading it!) and then Pilar and I took turns to introduce the 'acts'. The kids all did really well in their acrostics and dramas and songs and traditional dances.

The programme went on for ages, of course, and I was really tired of standing up in heels after 3 hours...but my directing went alright. The only big mistake I made (and even in saying that, I realise that when you read this you may not think it's that big of a deal) is that when introducing a traditional Peruvian dance from the mountains I mispronounced the name of the dance and caused lots of laughter. I had never seen the word before (I was reading it from a paper), though I understand now that it's also the name of a very common red and black seed that is used in a lot of local jewellery. I said 'huayruru' instead of 'huayruro' - an error easy enough for a non-native Spanish speaker to make! Needless to say, it caused just about everyone present to laugh aloud, and I, though feeling rather embarrassed, just had to make light of it and joke about it the next time I came up to the microphone... I even had some amused parents come up to me afterwards to tell me how much they'd enjoyed my mispronunciation. (My response: really awkward fake laughter and a flat 'Thanks.') Well, what are we here for, but to make sport for our neighbours...? :-)

Following the programme, we had to take down the extravagant decorations, and then the male teachers gave a meal for all the female teachers, although we're not all mothers. We were given a nice mug with a teaspoon in the handle, which is something I've fancied having for a while, so that was a lovely end to the evening.

The next day, I travelled to Tarapoto airport to meet Joanne. She arrived in Lima to volunteer in San Andres just a couple of weeks before I left Lima at the beginning of the year. This past week she's had a school holiday, and she came to visit me and visit the jungle. Her flight was delayed a few hours, so I was sitting in the airport cafe for a long time. Just as well I had a book with me! A very nice older man sat at my table in the cafe and provided some interesting conversation about Peru and then paid for the ice cream I'd just eaten! How kind is that?! I should have ordered two scoops instead of one! Haha, just joking.

Throughout the week with Joanne, we went to school, tried to convince the children that we weren't sisters even though we were the same colour, visited the lookout points in Moyobamba, relaxed in the thermal baths, had a boat ride on the Rio Mayo, cooked such wonderful 'home meals' like mince and tatties and apple crumble, and went out for ice cream in the stifling humidity. On Friday we travelled to Lamas and stayed the night there. We had the same hostel room as I'd had with Marion a few weeks ago. We visited the castle and the native community of Wayku and bought souvenirs. On Saturday Joanne returned to Lima and I to Moyobamba; at the airport in Tarapoto, an older lady with long black plaits asked me to pose for a photo with her! Really funny.

Since Sunday I have not been well (again!) - the same old tummy problem. I feel bad that I can't go to school when I only have a couple of weeks left, so I'm hoping that tomorrow I'll feel well enough to go back. I was planning to return to Lima on the 7th of June on the bus, but since I've been having so many problems with my health I think I will have to give up my 26 hour bus journey for a one hour flight. Twenty-six hours on a bus would be worse than unpleasant if I was feeling sick.

Counting down the days till my trip home...

With two dashing caballeros :-)

The preschoolers preparing for their act

The Spanish version of 'Old MacDonald had a farm'

Gathering up the 3 year old chicks

What a cheerful sunflower! haha

3rd grade clowns

4th grade traditional dance

1st grade girls in their mariachi - cute!

1st grade boys - oh the sombreros!

3rd year secondary in their traditional dance - very impressive
The ladies with their gifts - it's not difficult to spot me among them! I was wearing heels...

Panorama from the San Juan lookout point

Yours truly at the San Juan point on Sunday


Tahuisco on Thursday

Whenever you see a rainbow, remember God is love!

Our boat ride on the Rio Mayo

Morro de Calzada, a really prominent hill near Moyobamba

Beautiful day for a boat ride

A little wooden house by the riverside

21st century Michelangelo in the Lamas Castle

Indigenous women working on their artesanias in Lamas Castle

Statue in the Wayku Community - is she looking for nits or just doing a hairstyle?