Wednesday, April 17, 2013

GraduaciĆ³n

Chris and I have roommates. I thought that was just a college thing, but here we are! The rent here in Suchitoto is too high for us to pay alone, and we need to practice our Spanish. 

I still remember when we first arrived at the apartment. The backyard was overgrown with bushes and trees. I had no idea what my roommate Elba was saying. And, there was a hole for a door between our two rooms, with a curtain separating the space. I was nervous and scared of losing my precious privacy.

Now the backyard is beautiful, and there is a big dresser and mattresses inbetween our two rooms - which is almost as good as a door!

Noel and Elba are a beautiful couple, the kind that gives you energy just by being around them. They have been together for more than 10 years. They are from a tiny rural community in Cabanas, an area of El Salvador that has been hard hit by the pollution of mining companies. When they were teenagers, they taught a group of 30 preschoolers in Elba's house. There was no building for the preschool, and no money to pay the teachers. By a struck of luck (or fate?) an American couple named Don and Paula from Maryland arrived. They were part of the organization International Partners.

After spending some time in Cabanas, the organization offered to work with the community to build a preschool. It was a great partnership, and Noel and Elba had a new place to teach. Noel used his artistic skills to paint the walls, and make ceramic tiles for the floors. Elba sang with the children. The new building gave them the opportunity to learn in a safe place with enough space. 

After building a relationship with Noel and Elba, Don and Paula and the board of directors began talking to the couple about their dreams. "No one's ever asked us what our dreams are, we'll have to think about it," they said. After thinking they both decided, "we would like to go to University". International Partners offered them a scholarship.

Let's back up to when Noel was 11. Noel's father was nowhere to be seen, he had to support his family. He began working in the corn field, with no parent in the house. It was his job to cook, and clean, and work. His mom had to move to San Salvador to find work, and visited 2 times a month. He dropped out of school at 16 years old, and worked in a bean field for $2.00 a day. When his mother's diabetes got worse, she had to quit her cleaning job in the capital. It was his turn to support the family. He attempted crossing the border in the US to try to make a better life. He was caught and detained 3 months in Miami. 

Noel's mother told me that she never imagined in a million years that he would go to university. He is incredibly bright. He was able to finish his bachlirato "GED" program, and graduated with honors. Noel said he would surely be working in the bean fields if it weren't for this opportunity to learn.

Elba had her share of hardship too. Her father abandoned them with little to eat and a simple house. She was able to finish high school, working after school in her mother's store and doing homework until midnight. She was thrilled to recieve a scholarship to go to university, but had to cross a difficult barrier. She gets very nervous taking tests. Hands shaking, queasy, stomach troubles, you name it. In order to enter the National University, you have to pass a test similar to the SAT and they base their admissions soley on this test. She took the exam once, then twice, and both times not able to make the grade. There are only 2 chances. Elba, along with other students with difficulties taking tests, arrived every day outside the University to protest. After 3 months of raising their voices, the University allowed the students in.

Elba told me she didn't know what professions existed. What can you study in university? Growing up in a rural town, the only options were teaching, owning a store or working on a farm. She had wanted to study physical education, but there was not room in that program. She began in Anthropology. After a year she learned about Social Work, and knew that was the best fit. She fought tooth and nail until they were able to find room for her in the social work program, and she knew she was in the right place.

Elba and Noel graduated from university this March. With their new skills, they are continuing to work with International Partners. Noel runs a farm in which they breed cows and teach improvrished people how to care for them. They give the person a cow, with the expectation that when the cow has a calf that it will be given to another family. Sometimes I think of all the lives he is reaching with this concept... it is pretty incredible. With one cow families are able to feed everyone in their house, or start their own milk and cheese business.

Elba is using her social work skills to train and oversee library programs in 6 communities in El Salvador, in addition to other educational programs. She is in charge of meeting with the communities that International Partners works with, to listen to what they need and plan projects. She also organizes the 2 young adult delegations that arrive every year to assist in their projects. Not to mention she does much of the financial organizing for the non-profit!

We attended their graduation party in the tiny community of Cabanas. Over 100 people were there. The most surprising thing was that Noel and Elba worked the entire party, serving food and drinks and dessert, and then washing the dishes afterwards. "It just wouldn't feel right, not to serve the people that have supported us," Noel said.

They were the first people to graduate from University from their community. I think of how commonplace it is to go to college in the United States. We are so blessed to have the opportunity to learn. To know that there are career options, to even have the option to dream.

"Overcoming poverty is not an act of charity, it is an act of justice. 
Like slavery and apartheid, poverty is not natural. 
It is man-made and can be overcome and eradicated by the acts of human beings."
-Nelson Mandela



























Saturday, April 6, 2013

Recordar Para No Olvidar

We had a week off of work for Semana Santa (holy week). We do not have a car, so in order to get where we wanted to go we had to take buses. 2 to Cabanas, 3 buses and a pick-up truck to Perquin, 1 bus to El Mozote, 4 buses to Alegria, 3 buses to San Vicente, 2 buses to meet a friend at MetroCentro, 1 bus to get back home. 16 buses in 5 days!

We are getting better at traveling around the country, though it is not the most comfortable experience. We often did not have a seat, and were often crammed against other people's bags and butts. I feel very much in solidarity with people when I take the bus. "We are all in this together". It is also been interesting to realize that I don't need the comfort of a nice air conditioned car, that the comforts that I have known are not "necessary", but luxury.

The main purpose of our trip was to visit El Mozote, the place where over 1,000 El Salvadorans were massacred in 1981 during the war. We felt that we needed to go, out of respect and remembrance, and for our own learning. 

We arrived in another crowded bus. I was looking for a field, someplace solemn. What we found was the plaza of a tiny town, with a fountain that doesn't work and a small monument in the corner.

Why did we come? This was not what I had expected. However, as we began to explore the memorial and children's garden, I was filled with a strange sense of healing and hope. While I felt sad, I did not cry. I felt moved that people have returned to this small town, that it is still alive despite the atrocities in its past.

Almost half of the people that died were children, which is hard to fathom. They separated the towns people into groups, men, women and children. They killed the men first. Then they raped the women. Then they killed them too. Finally, in the church, they killed the children, mostly throwing the child in the air and landing on the bayonet of their gun. The youngest child was 3 days old.

The army called this strategy "removing the water from the fish". I imagine some of the people who were killed were gorillas. But certainly not the pregnant women, the elderly, the children... I'm not sure how human beings can be that cruel to other human beings, but that was the reality of the El Salvadoran civil war. 

The difficult part to accept for me is that the weapons they used were from the United States. We gave the government the tools and training to massacre innocent people. Why is it that my country is always so scared of revolution by the people? I have heard it called "contra-aid". Aid against the people. By gifting other countries guns, we are promoting war. Our government is not doing the killing, but without all those weapons, think of all the lives that could have been saved?

Soon after the massacre in 1981, independent reporters from the Washington Post and New York Times arrived in El Mozote and wrote about the massacre that occurred there. Congress began to argue about whether the US should continue sending aid to El Salvador. Reagan "certified" that no massacre had occurred and that Salvadoran forces were respecting human rights. They USA continued funding the war and training El Salvadoran soldiers until 1992.

On the other side of the church in El Mozote there was the most beautiful mural, with the hopes of the El Mozote community. Computers, a bilingual school, farms and food for all. It is now a holy place, and a place of peace. 

The guide that we spoke to there said that he feels his job is very important. He likes to teach people what happened, to tell them about the history of the country and El Mozote. "We cannot forget what has happened here. If we forget, we may repeat. Massacre, never again."


"Peace is not the product of terror or fear. Peace is not the silence of cemeteries. Peace is not the silent result of violent repression. Peace is the generous, tranquil contribution of all to the good of all. 
Peace is generosity. "

-Oscar Romero