In order to really hammer home the technical training we’ve
had throughout the first four weeks, our group recently spent a week practicing
what we’ve learned (and learning more!) at a Peace Corps site in the Comarca
Ngobe-Bugle.
The Comarca is the indigenous reservation here in Panama,
but there are three parts for the three separate groups: Ngobe-Bugle, Kuna
Yala, and Embera. Although the culture
completely varies from region to region, Ngobere people are generally known as
being conservative and reserved; many places in the Comarca are also very
impoverished, as was the town we visited.
The houses were made with wood or plastic tarp walls, dirt
floors, and zinc roofs, though many homes didn’t even have four full
walls. The living situation definitely
made the week a trying one; while I had gotten used to not having running
water, the muddy floors, un-cushioned, wooden beds, and chickens that slept (and
pooped) in my room sometimes pushed me to my limits.
But just when I would get down and start feeling sorry for
myself, the kindness of the local people really overwhelmed me and reminded me
why I’m here. We each lived with host
families for the week, and mine went above and beyond to give me everything
they could. They hardly eat ever eat
meat, yet they slaughtered chickens so we could have it AND all seven of them
slept in one bedroom so that another Peace Corps girl and I could have privacy
in the other room. They even bought hot
chocolate to make for me when it rained so that I wouldn’t be cold.
When we weren’t immersing ourselves in the local culture, we
were out in the fields learning about Panama’s major crops from Agricultural
experts who traveled out to our village to help with our training. In the five days we were there we worked with
rice, corn, yucca, plantains, beans, and also gave our own agricultural
seminars to interested locals.
A few weeks ago I could never have led a charla (short
educational session) on agricultural/environmental topics. Now I’m doing them in Spanish!
Tech week was exhausting in every possible way. Between the physical labor and major lack of
nutritional food I was constantly tired, and being away from every type of
modern comfort or amenity got to me a lot more than I thought it would. But it was also really, really good. I got to experience the success of a
volunteer’s hard work and I got to see how dedicated Panama’s volunteers are-
not only to their communities, but also to each other. Now that is something that I cannot wait to
be a part of.
*Hugs and a big thank you to my dad this week. The first day was really rough for me and I
called him in tears. After an
encouraging conversation/reminder about all of the reasons I’m here, he left me
reassuring voicemails every single morning for the rest of the week so that
when I did have signal I always had something positive to listen to. How great is that?!
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