Viva la Mama Negra!
Lessons From Ecuador
I arrived
here in Ecuador just over two months ago. There have been many ups and downs to
the experience thus far, but I am so glad I am here. We had some extra time off
this weekend from our community programs, which got me reflecting on some of
the things Ecuador has taught me. Although simple, I believe these examples embody
the daily lives of the Ecuadorian people I have encountered.
Live in
the moment
Often I find myself looking or thinking to
the next thing. Whether it is dinner plans, a weekend trip, or next year’s job
hunt, I sometimes forget to slow down and focus on the present. My interactions
with Ecuadorians consistently remind me of the importance to slow down and
appreciate the moment. One example that sticks out in my mind is from a late
night party with friends. It was well past midnight and one Ecuadorian friend
took out his guitar, another took out her saxophone and the rest of us joined
in singing traditional songs. This moment stood still in time. We all shared
that moment together – no distractions from the outside world.
Patience
can be rewarding
The other day I walked 5 minutes
through the pouring rain from our house to pay the electricity bill. While this
may require just the click of a button back home, I needed to stop by a nearby
tienda (small convenience store) to transmit the payment. The owner informed me upon arrival that her Internet
was down and that I would need to wait until it was back up. Initially I was frustrated,
but she offered me a seat, a snack and then we proceeded to share a few minutes
of conversation. This simple gesture brought new friendship to a potentially frustrating
situation. The patience I experience from Ecuadorians weekly has reminded me
that patience truly is a virtue.
Having
enough = Happiness For Ecuadorians to have enough is to have
those they most care for their side. Ecuador reminds me daily what makes life
content: experiences shared with close friends and family. Nothing more is
necessary. Happiness can be found in these moments.
It is my
hope that I can carry these lessons and many more with me throughout my
remaining time here in Ecuador and beyond.
~Evan
Quinnell~
Trick or Treat?
It was great to experience the cultural exchange between the
community members and our own Program Directors this weekend as we blended
American Halloween traditions with those of Ecuador’s Día de Los Difuntos. On the 31st, all of the PDs worked
together to host a Halloween party for the community members. The haunted house
was a huge hit for both kids and PDs alike – who knew it could be so fun to
scare small children, and that they would enjoy it just as much as we did?
The next day the adult English classes shared a part of
Ecuadorian culture by teaching us how to make colada morada, a traditional
Ecuadorian beverage served the week of El Día de Los Difuntos. After three
hours of preparation the colada morada was finished and we all sat down
together to chow down on a colada morada and guaguas de pan.
~ Kate McCaw~
You Teach English?
Yes, I do. And if you’d told me six months ago that I would be teaching English, I wouldn't have believed you! We all teach English; Kate and Evan even teach both an adult and children's class. Right now we are halfway through the semester and people still come in every day asking if there are open spots. Many of us gave our classes a midterm exam this week so I wanted to reflect on my journey of becoming an English teacher thus far. 
Before I got to Ecuador I felt pretty certain about the programs I wanted. I was particularly interested in the health programs which made sense for me as a recent graduate with a Public Health degree. I honestly hadn't really thought twice about English.
After the five of us 13-monthers moved in the Manna house and began observing the programs and getting ready to select our top picks, it became clear that we were all going to be teaching English. When the semester started, there would only be seven program directors and there are nine English classes. Looking back, I’m extremely glad I didn't really have a choice about teaching English because I’m not sure if I would have chosen to do it on my own. I was definitely overwhelmed just thinking about teaching an English class. Sure, I know English. But just because I’m a native speaker in no way means I can explain why we usually put our adjectives before the noun (it is the opposite in Spanish for the most part!), why we have so many irregular verbs or why “they’re, their, and there” all sound the same but mean different things!
The old program directors left us ample resources and lesson plans, but I still felt extremely unprepared walking into my first class. Planning that first lesson was stressful. I stared at old lesson plans and desperately tried to incorporate reading, listening, writing and speaking activities into a one hour lesson. A few days later I would learn that first hour lesson was a piece of cake to plan. I now had to plan activities for a three hour lesson! I try to over-plan because some activities will take longer than expected, like speaking activities; many hate speaking in class. While other take much less time, like vocabulary exercises because the majority of our students have a really good vocabulary and have picked up so many words from music and movies. I’m still learning how to best make my lessons but I've definitely improved and am learning my students’ pace!
I teach the adult intermediate English class (the second level out of five). Teaching adults is nice because they all have specific and interesting reasons for wanting to learn English. Usually adults want to learn English for their job or so they can help their kids. And they genuinely want to be in class - however, some program directors who teach kid’s English would have a different take! I had expected to be speaking a lot more Spanish in class than I actually am but my students really want me to say everything in English. I think this is good because the exposure to new words and my pronunciation is really helpful for them, even if I have to clarify things in Spanish.
I've really been enjoying teaching English but wanted some formal training to help me feel more effective. Two of the PDs last year took a 160 hour online TESOL course (Teaching English to Speakers of Other Languages) and after successfully completing the course they now have a TESOL certification. Carley and I enrolled in the online course and we are both about half way through. So far we've learned about how to teach certain verb tenses, phonemes, classroom management and even the best ways to give feedback. It is definitely helping me feel more confident in my teaching and by December I’ll be TESOL certified! If I do decide to continue teaching English after my time with Manna, having this course under my belt will definitely serve me well.
Conclusions: English is hard. It’s probably (definitely) way harder than Spanish. Currently, English is the third most widely spoken language, second to Mandarin and Spanish, yet it permeates everywhere. I feel so incredibly lucky just to have grown up speaking English and this new-found interest of teaching is incredibly exciting!
~ Amelia Hulbert ~
Mama Clement
This week the Manna house was inundated with cookies and chocolate from Trader Joe's, which could only mean one thing... the first parent of the year. My mom flew down to visit for about ten days, which I spent showing her the Manna library and the Valle de los Chillos, as well as travelling with her to Quilotoa and Otavalo. To be honest, it was a little difficult to be away from the Manna house for so long...after three months I feel I have already grown so close to my Manna family that it was difficult to be without their smiling faces and missing out on their daily lives, even briefly. Even taking a few days off and missing out on some of my programs was difficult-- I love getting to know and serve the community here! But I was surprised at home much light my travels with my mom helped shed on these thirteen months as a whole.
As we traveled around Ecuador, we met many expats and had conversations that reminded me just how much I love and appreciate this country. An expat I met in Otavalo who has lived in Ecuador for more than ten years shared how deeply she appreciates the welcome she received in to the community she lives in. Even after ten years, her host family from her semester abroad in Quito call her "ñaña"-- sister. After only three months here, I am already experiencing this deeply moving spirit of welcoming from the Ecuadorians that I interact with every day and am thankful to call my friends. Another expat shared with me how she moved down to Ecuador with her husband to open a sustainable, socially conscious coffee co-op and cafe, and how she appreciates her daily opportunity to give back to others, and how they often give more to her than they even know. Her experiences couldn't resonate with me more... in my work with Manna I have never felt more fulfilled in my work and convinced that I am contributing to something meaningful just by touching peoples lives, in even a small way.
On my mom's last day in Ecuador we visited the Teleferico, a cable car that stretches up the side of the Pichincha Volcano, overlooking the city of Quito and the surrounding countryside. Even though during my first week in Ecuador I took the Teleferico to overlook the city, there was something much more meaningful about seeing the city from the air again three months into my life here. It can be hard to be here sometimes, hard to be away from my family, hard to navigate new friendships and communities while straddling a language barrier (even though it is shrinking every day!), hard to devote myself to such intensive and multi-layered work as community development. But it is so worth it; I love this city and this nation, and I can't imagine how it will feel to have to leave when my time here is up. Seeing the country through the eyes of others-- my mother, my new expat friends, other individuals I met in the past week-- reminded me of how important it is to open my eyes daily to the blessing of being here. Even three months in, Ecuadorians have already begun to open their lives to me, and that is something for which I will be eternally grateful.