Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Day 104 May 12,2009 (Tues)



In my journeys, I've seen such beauty and such destruction. I've seen such joy and such pain in people. I've eaten meals with the poor and the rich in spirit and pocket. I've taken my last Nica bus and walked my last Nica paths. I've studied. I've interned. I've met great people and lived in what will now be just brilliant memories. I feel like I've seen so much yet I realize I've seen so little. Regardless, the beauty of God's creation and people continues to astound. Thank you for all who've read about my journey abroad. I've been plenty busy with ups and downs like a rollercoaster sometimes...but I made it. We all made it through yet another experience. Gracias a Dios!

Nos Vemos,

Dilaun

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Day 102 May 10, 2009 (Sun)





A FUTURE NOT OUR OWN

It helps now and then to step back and take a long view.
The kingdom is not only beyond our efforts, it is even beyond our vision.

We accomplish in our lifetime only a small fraction

of the magnificent enterprise that is God’s work.

Nothing we do is complete,
which is another way of saying
that the kingdom always lies beyond us.


No statement says all that could be said.
No prayer fully expresses our faith.
No confession brings perfection...
No set of goals and objectives includes everything.


This is what we are about:
We plant the seeds that will one day grow.
We water seeds already planted,
knowing that they hold future promise.
We lay foundations that will need further development.
We provide yeast that produces effects far beyond our capabilities.

We cannot do everything,
and there is a sense of liberation in realizing that.
This enables us to do something,
and to do it very well.
It may be incomplete but it is a beginning, a step along the way,
an opportunity for the Lord’s grace to enter and do the rest.

We may never see the end results...
We are prophets of a future not our own.
-Archbishop Oscar Romero of El Salvador, who was assasinated for speaking up for God's Kingdom and justice in 1980

Day 100 May 8, 2009 (Fri)



On Friday and Saturday, we stayed at Laguna de Apoyo. It is a volcano with a gigantic crater that has been filled with water. People swim and kayak in it. There have been hotels built all along the land. It is absolutely beautiful and really relaxing. I basically laid on a hammock the whole weekend.

We met some interesting backpackers as well. One girl from San Francisco is a financial analyst or advisor but her company just closed. She decided to take the next two months and travel. Another girl from Germany got unpaid vacation for a year. Yes a whole year. She had been saving up money and now she is traveling the world by herself for this year. She's only about one month in but she already been to a few different countries. She knows 4 languages, lived in the Sudan when she was a kid, super impressive stories. By the time the year vacation is over, she will have visited every continent. Another guy and his son are traveling around Nicaragua for 3 weeks trying to find land to build a house on. I think they were from Iowa. The dad can buy land on an island and build a house all for like $50, ooo or something ridiculously cheap like that. It's just cool how you meet people that inspire adventure.

Day 99 May 7, 2009 (Thurs)




I'm in the last few days before I pack up all of my things and go home. I realize I have accumulated way too many items on this trip. Today we presented our finals projects from our internships for the past few weeks. I have written a lot of PR/Communication pieces to be used by the Nehemiah Center. The other two boys I came with produced video projects. It was very interesting. All the families came out to support our work then we went out to dinner at this really nice restuarant. The waitresses have on traditional Nicaragua dresses and there is live music playing.


Afterwards, my host parents Alex & Maria took me and Dan to a movie. We were interested in seeing Wolverine so first we went to this mall called Galerias. We had the wrong times so we got there late. The next showing wouldn't be for an hour. Then we saw the movie was also playing at another mall called Metro Centro. It's across town but we drove there and even arrived in perfect time. The problem was that the movie was playing only in Spanish without subtitles at all. Dan and I would have been lots on all the details except the killing basically so we decided not to buy tickets for that movie. By this time, even though we were all tired, Alex was really determined to see the movie so we drove back across town to Galerias because by this time, an hour had passed. We got there just in time, bought tickets and good thing it was a great movie because otherwise all of that would not have been worth. Dan said, It's just one more good story we've got to tell about our adventures in Nicaragua.

Friday, April 17, 2009

Day 79 April 17, 2009 (Fri)


I know I haven't posted in a while because not too much has been going on but I just found out something kind of serious and it's been confirmed that the Tennessee friends I made on their trip to Nicaragua were hit by tornadoes on Good Friday. No one that I know was seriously injured but there have been deaths and many homes were destroyed and now they are trying to pick up some of the broken pieces in their lives at the moment. I pray that God gives you the strength and courage to move forward as well as the resources to do so. Dios Bendiga!

Above is a picture of the tornado. It was taken by one of those friends. Pretty scary so please keep them in your prayers as they try to recover.

Monday, April 6, 2009

Day 63 April 2, 2009 (Thurs)



To basically break down what we did this week: We visited a number of different farmers and their families. Really remote places where they don't always have running water or food to eat. We learned about their lives a little and used the afternoons to play with their children. The group would do a craft with the kids then play sports with them. Sometimes it was soccer or baseball or duck, duck, goose. It was a lot of fun. The faces of those kids lit up light Christmas. It was the best.


Towards the end of the week, I wasn't feeling so good. I don't know what it was but I felt queasy all the time. I think it was a combination of food and the really bumpy car rides on unfinished roads with huge pot holes. A lot of ups and downs but I eventually got over it.


All in all, I enjoyed my time this week with the group from Washington. It was a lot of fun seeing different parts of this country with them. Next week begins Holy Week (Semana Santa) and we'll be busy in my house with a lot of ministry trips to different neighborhoods to teach kids about the story of Jesus. It will be busy but I'm excited for what's to come. Stay tuned.

Day 63 April 1, 2009 (Wed)

We were all eating breakfast at a restaurant down the street from our hotel when one of our leaders runs in and says, "There was a fire in one of the hotel rooms, every body needs to hurry to go run and grab their stuff." A quick shuffling of panicked folks and everyone starts to reach for their purses, backpacks and water bottles then...APRIL FOOLS'! How dare she do such a thing. She was actually quite surprised that anyone believed her but yes we did. Then afterwards someone said, well it was kind of stupid for us all to running back toward the fire but that person was just as foolish for taking off toward the door as well.

Day 62 March 31, 2009 (Tues)




The more I travel in the country, the more land I see that has remained untouched by the hand of man. You could not imagine something more beautiful. I've climbed to the very tops of mountains, arriving tired and out-of-breath then once I get my heart rate back to normal, my breath is taken away again by the sight. Mountains as far as the eye can see and they countinue existing even beyond that, like a never-ending story. Changing from dark blue to light based on dimension and depth. Rows and rows of trees stacked on the mountainsides. It's difficult to find the horizon out here. It is hard to believe such natural beauty can even still exist and yet it does. Every now and then, a tin shack is raised to reside a poor family in the valley of the mountains. Somebody said it perfectly, a $10 house with a $1 million view. It's amazing to think of how many contractors or businesses would lose their minds over such prime property. I hope these places remain unseen and untouched by machinery.

Day 61 March 30, 2009 (Mon)


Another day. Another journey.

Today, I left to go on a week-long trip with a group from the state of Washington. Odd thing, many of them didn't know where Chicago was. Anyways, it was a youth group team with a few leaders, a translator, a couple from the organization we worked with and myself. I did not know a single person. The first night, we stayed in this German hotel in Selva Negra. It was really pretty. We took some long tours around the property and saw all the work they do to remain a self-sustaining business. It was quite impressive. Oh yeah, and the picure above is women washing clothes..it's kind of like the town laudromat so to speak.

Day 60 March 29, 2009 (Sun)

Tonight after church, I saw a family of four leave our house and get on a motorcycle to go home. I am amazed. I've seen outrageous numbers of people get on bicycles, motorcycles and in buses. Basically any method of travel. I wondered how and now I've seen it first hand.

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Day 58 March 27, 2009 (Fri)




"Solo Soy Un Lapiz en Mano de Dios" (I am only a pen in the hand of God)
-Vida Joven Nicaragua-


Boy do I hate good-byes. Today I was just saying how it felt like a lifetime had passed since last weekend when we arrived and yet time has flown by. It's very odd how that works. So I had to say good-bye to my friends from Matagalpa. That was really sad for me because they are all such awesome people and it felt like family, brothers and sisters. I do go back to Matagalpa next week though so maybe I can link up with some of them again. I also had to say goodbye to my new friends from Tennessee. I will miss all of you and I hope to see you again as well. As you read my blog, remember that you have impacted my life with your kindness and I will never forget any of you. David I won't forget that amazingly beautiful voice and I look forward to you being #1 on American Idol someday :-). Rob I won't forget your J. Crew ad face and style. Keep swinging piks and someday you'll be just like Walter as we all hope to be. Tyler I won't forget your randomness which I treasure. To all the John Hinkels, I won't forget your uniqueness in 3 generations. Keep singing "Aisha" Tripp. Eric keep working hard on that S.Q.U.A.T. team. haha To all the doctors and nurses, thank you for your time here making a difference. David Sevier - keep enjoying life, it can certainly be a bear but it's worth it! Mr. Richard - thanks for bringing the New York Times for me to read and tell your wife I send my greetings. To Lexi - Try to stay awake and Mr. Perkins - Thanks for the snacks you've made my days really sweet. Michelle - Keep getting those kids outta trouble, there will be a big reward in your future for your patience. To Alexandra -Thanks for the picture, it hangs in my room just like I promised.

To my Matagalpa friends - You have made my life rich. Te extranare! I love you all

"Pursue faith and love and peace, and enjoy the companionship of those who call on the Lord with pure hearts (2 Timotheo 2:22)" -Thanks Juanillo

Day 57 March 26, 2009 (Thurs)




"I hope I can see with Christ's eyes and feel with Christ's heart."


At midnight, early this Thursday morning, Rosibel, Kate, Byron, Miguel, Arnoldo, Juanillo and myself woke from our sweet sleep and surprised Luis Carlos with "Happy Birthday" wishes in song. Even though I could barely open my eyes, it was fun tradition. I will be really sad to leave my friends tomorrow. I just think it's been such a great week and these people will be good friends in my life for years to come. Knowing people all over the world is something I want in my life but not just anybody, quality people. My North American friends and Nicaraguan friends from Matagalpa will forever be in my heart. We have all grown closer during this week and though it will be tough to let go tomorrow, hopefully it will not be goodbye forever.

Tonight during devotions, we meditated on Matthew Chapter 6. It's about giving to the needy without trying to receive public recognition for it, the importance of prayer & fasting in private vs public and lastly about making sure not to store up treasure on earth where it won't do you much good and worrying that doesn't make life easier. All good things to remember and practice. Muy importante para mi vida. I must say that during this semester, I have felt myself worrying less and less about things that used to seem like such a big deal. It's a blessing to feel at peace and this week has brought a lot of that together.

I have been listening to a lot of Spanish worship songs that Miguel got me hooked on. It's amazing how many different ways God can be experienced. I now want to travel the world after this trip because I want to see more faces that will make up the Kingdom of God. I hope God does "Bless America" but every where else needs just as much. In every language and every barrio all over the world, we need more of God. Just like the quote I heard from Arnoldo during his testimony, "I hope I can see with Christ's eyes and feel with Christ's heart."

Day 56 March 25, 2009 (Wed)




I love working hard. I do not love freezing cold showers. Cold has taken on a new dimension here. Mountain water that makes you just want to stay dirty all week long but that's gross entonces I will suck it up and shower quick just like if I were in the military. I love the freshness of this air though. There are so many trees and much more untainted oxygen. If I could spend a few weeks living in Matagalpa or something, I would be delighted.

So yesterday morning, I was cold and wore a hoodie I got from my track days in high school. On the back of that hoodie is my middle name "Aisha". Little did I know, that would be the only name people would remember me by this week. Haha. My Nica friends Byron and Juanillo started calling me Aisha and now it's caught on like wildfire for everybody else. One person says it then everybody else yells "Aisha." Oh good times. They worked in the coffee fields across camp while I was working on the road and every once in a while they would just scream out AISHA! No one even knows who Dilaun is. It's solely Aisha now

Last memory of the day: Byron taught me, David and Tyler a worship song called "La Unica Razon" which means "The Only Reason" and part of the chorus says, "Eres Todo Poderoso" which means "You are all-powerful". We sang it about seventy million times yesterday during work but Tyler, my buddy who I miss a ton, kept singing "Mi Esposa...plus other random words" which means "My Wife...plus other random or made-up words." I am not making fun of you Tyler but I will expect that when I see you again in this life or the next, that the first thing out of your mouth will be the correct lyrics to this song. One Love to Tennessee!!

Day 55 March 24, 2009 (Tues)




"I am amazed by the ability of the human brain to learn another language."

So today, we began our work for the week. Basically in the morning there were three groups, one group would help build a road for the camp, another group would pick coffee and the last group was for the clinic. The primary purpose for this group of people was to help at the clinic and see patients all day. I believe there were 2 doctors and 2 or 3 nurses that came from Tennessee to assist in this project. That's really awesome because so many people are without proper healthcare here. So many things go undectected, undiscovered and undiagnosed. You did a good thing here.

I decided to be on the road building crew. Actually, Juanillo handed me a shovel and told me that I had to work with him and Byron. Ha, oh this will be a lot of fun! A group of about 11 of us did road crew. Our translator was this guy from TN named Robert. He has done a lot of traveling, written books and is really interesting. He also has autism which made it challenging at times for the group because he would wander off or get really focused on something and be zoned into that thing. The intriguing thing to me was that he knew more Spanish than anybody else in their group. He goes to live in Mexico for a month or two every year. He works when he needs to and goes where he wants to. I want courage like that.

In the afternoon, we would do Vacation Bible School for the kids in the community. They came into camp and would get divided by age into different activity areas. Everyday, the number of kids just grew and grew. It was a lot of work haha but fun.

I must say that I really love it here. Since I've been hanging out with Kate and my new Nica friends from Matagalpa: Rosibel, Arnoldo, Luis Carlos, Juanillo, Miguel and Byron, I have just enjoyed myself more and more. I am learning so much more Spanish and I am having a lot of fun doing it. These people help me relax and I know in a couple days, I will never want to leave.

Day 54 March 23, 2009 (Mon)



So I've heard that water and electricity don't mix and yet those two things often go hand-in-hand inside of this country and many others. There is this device attached to the top of many showerheads that sends an electric current to the water so it is heated up before it hits your body. You can see the wires right above your head and although the water is good and warm or even hot, I find it especially terrifying that if my hand accidentally touches the shower head, I will feel electric shocks in my body. I love warm showers at times but life seems like an awfully large sacrifice for such a thing! haha okay I'm kidding a little, it is not that dangerous but still...

Today, we spent some time in the morning with the Vida Joven staff learning how to make corn tortillas. It was pretty cool. I took some time to talk to more people from the team and tell them about myself. Most people are just trying to figure out what I am doing so far from home...I guess my courage to uproot from what's comfortable and move here to Nicaragua is pretty confusing.

Later, we got on the Vida Joven school bus and took the ride up to the camp. On the way, we picked up a few Nicaraguan leaders for Vida Joven: Juanillo, Byron, Rosibel, Arnoldo and Luis. Luis I had met the night before at dinner and if the rest of these people are as chill as he is, it's going to be a great week. The ride up to camp was absolutely beautiful. The mountains line the horizon in every direction. Camp is much colder than even Matagalpa was but it was still beautiful. A lot of land and plenty to do. No television and no internet for us was probably the best thing that could have happened. That's the best thing about team trips, even in as little as a week, you can develop friends for life.

Day 53 March 22, 2009 (Sun)

On Sunday we went to the airport after church to pick up the group from the states. It was kind of wierd for me because I haven't been back to the airport since I arrived here over 2 months ago. So we picked up the team and I must say that it felt odd to be on the other side of a mission trip. Here I was welcoming people to help me help a country that's not even my own. Everybody was so excited and energetic though so I looked forward to the week to come. The group came from Murfreesboro, TN. On our way there, we drove part of the way on the Pan American Highway. I think that's pretty cool so I figured it would be important to add to the blog. It's one of those well-known things in the world like Route 66 or something.

When we got to Matagalpa, it was much more tranquil and relaxed than Managua. I really liked it. It was basically a small town and Kate used to live there so she knew a few people when we would just walk along the street. We went out for dinner with a couple of her friends and though I didn't understand most of the conversation, it was fun. Oh, by the way Kate is basically fluent so it's good because she challenges me to learn and practice more.

At night, we went to Vida Joven which is Young Life for Central America. It was a lot of fun. They sang for us and did skits just to show us what they normally do during "club" which is a weekly gathering for young people in the community. The way it was explained to me, it's basically a christian group for non-christians. It's a really neat concept and is doing wonders all over the world as far as I know.

I'm excited for what's to come when we go to camp tomorrow.

Saturday, March 21, 2009

Day 52 March 21, 2009 (Sat)

Spring Break!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes friends, it's finally here. My last spring break ever!! ... well unless I decide to become a teacher which I'm not expecting to happen....sorry Mr. BC. Anyways, another thing I will never have to do, at least not for a while is class. I have officially completed my last formal classes and finals. I aced everything and I am so happy I'm done. Whoo-hoo! Graduation is slowly but surely becoming reality.

In the past 3 days, I have taken three major Spanish exams. Pretty brutal but it's done. The funny thing is for spring break I'll be spending time in the mountains with my friend Kate, possibly doing a bit of Spanish to English translating for a missions team that's coming from Tennessee. I can honestly say I never thought this day would happen.

Last night, we went to a movie at this huge mall called Galerias. It's basically the American version of a mall aqui (here) in Nicaragua. We went to see "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button." I'm still undecided whether I liked it or not. The movie was pretty trippy and super long but I think I liked it but then again I don't know. I gotta digest it a bit more. I don't know if it's still at the theater in the States but if you decide to see it, let me know what you think. An awesome thing though, for 6 of us to see a movie, it was about $20. That's only a ticket and a half back home. Crazy! After the movie, we went to a Mexican restuarant in the mall and the food was delicious. I had something called Pechuga de Pollo and it was chicken cut into smaller pieces and covered with melted mozzerrella cheese. It came with these tortillas and a bean dip. It was quite phenomenal.

Like I said, spring break has begun and I'm very excited for the week to come. By the time I return, you'll hear more stories but the next few weeks will be incredibly busy. After I come back at the end of the week from spring break, I move very rapidly into the second section of the semester which is my internships. I will be doing 3 projects in 6 weeks. Very crazy busy but I will let you guys know more details as they come along.

It's almost April! Yikes, how dare time more so fast. I'm also in the middle of job searching among everything else. If everybody can be on the lookout for me, I would appreciate it very much. It's challenging but I'm persistent and determined! I have a resume ready to send to anyone who would like to check up on what I've done. I want to work in the Health care industry doing public relations. That is my passion..to merge what I know about media and communication with my desire to work with people who are both making a difference and looking to have a difference made on their behalf. I think a hospital is a great place to mix both the needs of an institution with the heart and needs of a people. Public relations is the bridge connecting the two. So if you know of any open opportunities or connections to people I can contact on my own, please email me at dilaunwhite@gmail.com Or if you just want to drop me a line to say hello, I welcome all and I would love to hear from you. I am also on Skype and my username is dilaun518.

Also I keep hearing that more and more people are reading my blog and I thank you for taking the time to hear about my adventures. For those who are not on Facebook and have not yet seen my photos, I'm going to post the public links to the facebook albums I've made so far in Central America:

"Hable Despacio, Por Favor" (Speak Slowly, Please): http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2016764&id=119300697&l=9ab0eba082

"God of This City": http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2016845&id=119300697&l=b847657533

"Santa Maria y Leon": http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2016981&id=119300697&l=0fb888c088

"Entiende mas y mas" (You understand more and more): http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2016943&id=119300697&l=14afd1c51a

"La Playa" (The Beach) http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2017043&id=119300697&l=fecdc4279d

"Costa Rica - Viva La Vida" (Costa Rica- Live the Life): http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2017089&id=119300697&l=7f7d063d82

"Entonces..." (So...): http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2017091&id=119300697&l=c649413c4c

"Es muy caliente" (It's very hot): http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2017127&id=119300697&l=e049525236

"No hay falla" (No worries): http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2017197&id=119300697&l=c901b45e4f

Okay that's it!! For now....

Nos Vemos (See you Later)!

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Day 48 March 17, 2009 (Tues)

Somebody brought up a good point today and I miss green grass and house carpeting. There's not much of either in Nicaragua.

Monday, March 16, 2009

Day 47 March 16, 2009 (Mon)

I had a great weekend. On Friday night, I just chilled out at home. It was really relaxing.

On Saturday, I went out with Alex, Maria and my friend Kate to the neighborhood we had visited before for Youth ministry. I think they've become something to look forward to because as we pulled down this long and dusty road, the kids started pouring out of the surrounding houses. We sat them all down then sang some songs and Maria used a couple kids to act out a bible story. Then we fed them a little snack of cookies and milk. Right before we left, Maria gathered them all in a circle, everybody held hands and she prayed. It was a cool day.

On Sunday, I got up really early in the morning to go with my friend Evelyn and her husband Reynaldo. Evelyn has been taking English classes but the day was still difficult at times when we all would try to understand each other. Anyways, they took me up to their farm. The ride to get there was terrifying. There are all these curvy roads going up and down mountains. Evelyn told me that lots of people get into accidents, she probably should have told her husband that because he was driving like a maniac. On the way home, we both got sick with headaches.

The farm was very tranquilo. They used to have a bunch of chickens but then they started eating all of them. They have a ton of fruit trees though. I saw bananas. We ate mangos and this other little green fruit that was really sour so we had to put salt on everything. I ate some other pretty exotic things that day. For breakfast, Evelyn bought me this cup of "cream" she called it and a tortilla. So you're supposed to put salt into the cup and mix it around then drink it and eat the tortilla. Well, turns out, the "drink" is kind of like milk but it's sour so they call it "sour milk." Gross. It tasted fine but I could only handle a little bit. I don't think regular milk is supposed to have chunks in it. I did remember to pray both before and after meals though.

Right before we left, we took a little adventure hike down to the river. It was so beautiful. I really wish I had taken photos. It was tucked behind all these trees and there are big rocks to sit on all over the place. There were some little boys playing down a little ways. It was just peaceful and oh so beautiful.

For lunch, we actually went to the mall and ate at a food court which was awesome. I got Quizno's Subs because I miss it from back home. It sure did not compare but it was pretty good. I also couldn't resist getting some breadsticks from Pizza Hut even though I was already full.

Sunday night of course, we had church at our house and Alex and Maria are into this new thing where they make me sing acapella before sermons for church because I told them I'm not a singer. I don't understand why either.

Monday, March 9, 2009

Day 40 March 9, 2009 (Mon)





Almost 40 days and 40 nights! Wow! This past weekend has been great. Last Wednesday or Thursday, a few faculty members from Trinity and Dordt came for a visit. One of the first nights they were here, everybody came to my house for dinner. It was cool and amazing food.

On Saturday, we took a trip to Granada. In the morning we walked on another volcano. I can't believe it either ma! It's Volcano Mombacho. The ride up was kind of scary because it was basically driving vertically up the side of a volcano in a truck with no roof and no seat belts. We managed to make it though. I uploaded a few photos of this whole day on my facebook page. The view from the top of the volcano was beautiful. We could see Granada down below and some islands that were created when the volcano erupted years ago.

After the volcano, we went out for lunch and got hamburgers. It was a delicious treat. I got a bacon cheeseburger, my favorite.

In the afternoon we went on this boat tour of the little islands created from the volcano eruptions. At first it was cool, really peaceful and there were some amazing houses. Everybody had their own island. One piece of land that we saw was only about $150,000 to own the entire island. You can't beat that. It's less than buying just a house in the states. I say "at first it was cool" because then we got to Monkey Island. I thought I was going to lose my mind. It is exactly what the name says it is. Apparently some German professor or something put monkeys on this island and left. They can't swim so they have to stay there but people come by on these boat tours and feed them or whatever. So we pull close to these trees and there are monkeys swinging on branches all over. I'm thinking "Okay, we'll get a couple pictures from here, we're pretty close." Then all of a sudden this monkey leaps off the branch and lands right on the front of our boat. It was like a bad foreshadowing scene from a scary movie. I almost flipped out. The monkey starts walking through the boat aisle like a little kid, looking at us. It was the most intense out-of-body experience I've ever had in my life. The boys are feeding it cashews and it's sitting on people's laps. I took photos but I refused to touch or be touched by it. I got nothing against animals but I'm not that kind of person that enjoys them in the wild so much. It's a little too "Animal Planet Extreme" for me. The monkey was nice though from what I observed. Really friendly and stuff.

And THAT was my weekend.

Monday, March 2, 2009

Day 31 February 28, 2009 (Sat)


"Getting to Know the Past, Strengthens our Identity."

Saturday morning at about 9:15 am, I was walking on a volcano. It's been dormant a few years but still nerve-wracking. It was really cool. We were like 3500 feet above sea level. I took a lot of pictures of the volcano and the clouds which were below us. Right after we left UNELA in the morning, we picked up this guy named Robert. He got in the van and didn't speak or anything but just listened to his iPOD. We all assumed he only spoke Spanish. The girls who can speak started talking to him about his hoodie that said Niagara Falls. It turned out that he either lived in the states a long time or something but he speaks better English than I do. So after that, we all became cool and had a great time getting to know our new friend Robert. He's from Peru and only got to Costa Rica a few days before we did. He travels all over the United States for work and even lives in Miami sometimes. The world is so small I tell you.

After our adventures at the volcano, we went to the old capital of Costa Rica called "Paseo". We went to a cathedral there and I saw two things I've never seen before. Inside the church it was packed so I sat down near the center aisle and I look over to my right to see all these people crawling on their knees from the back of the church all the way to the front. I assume to get blessed by a priest or something but I'd never seen that before and it sure didn't look comfortable on the kneecaps. Then we went outside and there was this wall that had water coming out of spouts at the bottom. People were buying jugs and filling up water bottles with this water because apparently if you drink it, you will become healed. To each his own. It totally reminded me though of an episode of MONK when Adrian Monk goes to investigate at a church where people were getting miraculously healed from drinking water out of a special fountain. Oh yeah, ma I watch Monk almost every day during the school week. It comes on at 6 pm and it's in English with Spanish subtitles so I learn different phrases too.

When we left the capital, we went to a town called La Carpio. La Carpio is basically a little Nicaragua city on the outskirts of San Jose. It's about 1 sq mile and has over 35,000 people living in one room shacks. We went there because almost 100% of the people there are Nicaraguans that have migrated to Costa Rica in search for a better life. Since the economic situation is not as stagnant, people can find work and make more money in Costa Rica. Often times, they are left to do the work no one else would want to but they are willing to make those sacrifices in order to survive. Some come legally with papers but many come illegally. There is a tough clash with the Costa Ricans and Nicaraguans in Costa Rica. CRs feel like Nicas come into their land and bring violence. Most CRs refuse to go into Carpio because they think all Nicas do is kill there. It is a very harsh attitude toward these people. They feel like Nicas come into their land of opportunity and steal their jobs and make life worse for them. There are some areas of Carpio that police refuse to go into. There are some places in Carpio that fire trucks and ambulances refuse to go into without police escort. Many people who judge this place have never even been there. It's sad to think of what judging people does to the spirit. It's also sad to realize that this is not just a problem down here with these two groups but this happens in the United States of America all the time with every kind of group. We're always afraid of what we don't know and that keeps us from trying to understand it so we stand back and judge. Those judgments become prejuidice and once prejuidice or racism sets in there is nothing "those people" can do right and there is nothing "your people" can do wrong. Ay, when will learn?

As soon as we were on our way, it became very obvious we were entering a world very different from the rest of Costa Rica. There was trash lining both sides of the streets. The roads became very narrow and the houses were stacked right on top of each other, mostly tin. People screaming out what they're selling. The staring. Yup, back in Nicaragua is what it feels like. Well, we met a couple families and visited a home of this guy named Alex. It was a dangerous path to get there and I have no idea how he could do it in the dark if he does. Not dangerous with people necessarily but it was like walking on unstable cement down a really steep slope. You had to lean backwards in order to not topple over and be lost forever. They live right on the edge of a hill and if there's ever any bad weather, strong wind or mudslide, everything they had would be gone. Right out of the back of the house was a big drop. One thing I noticed when we went to his house was the fact that he was so proud of it. He works in construction and recently became the manager so he's right under the big boss which is great. He showed us a mirror he built and a bed frame which were both really great. They didn't have much to offer us but if we had needed anything, they would have made sure we got it. The whole family came out and we started taking pictures. Somebody from the states gave him a nice digital camera that had a touch screen. I was very jealous.

It was a great trip and I learned a lot. It was in all those moments that God touched my heart and I hope that I can never really be the same.

Day 30 February 27, 2009 (Fri)

After a 10 hour long bus ride, we finally made it into San Jose, Costa Rica thursday evening. On Friday morning, we got up really early and began a long day of trips around the city. We stayed in a university called UNELA. It was pretty nice and they had dorms even though usually only visitors stay in the rooms. On Friday morning, we met with a couple people representing Defensoria de los Habitantes de Costa Rica which is basically a human rights office for all inhabitants of Costa Rica. They say that for those who come legally or illegally, they at least deserve the basic human rights so they work to protect those. It was a government office and very different from anything I've seen in Nicaragua. Actually most things I saw in San Jose were extremely different from Nicaragua.

For starters, it is much more of a tourist city so many more people spoke English. They have taller buildings and just a lot more official businesses. There are not many street vendors but a few. They have a lot of shoe stores and clothing stores with name brands like you'd find in the states. There are not people in your face everywhere you go which I really liked. It was a lot less forceful in my opinion. People wanted you to come into the store but we never had anybody screaming out what they were selling or harrassing us (yeah that's a good word-harrass). It's much more advanced than Nicaragua and reminded me a bit of Miami, not exactly but there were plenty of similarities. It has more of a downtown business people feel to it. Everybody's moving and going somewhere, unlike Managua where tons of people often sit around all day doing absolutely nothing. People stood in line at bus stops and when the bus came only the amount that could fit were allowed on so there are never overcrowded buses I'd imagine. Unlike this morning (Monday March 2) when I rode a bus with standing room only and at every stop we just kept picking people up so by the time I needed to get off, I had to climb over like 6 grown men. Very awkward and I was at the front standing by the door. So there was tons that I liked about Nicaragua just from observations. It is also a much more diverse culture. I saw people from all over the world mixed in on the streets. I really enjoyed that part. One thing I didn't care for was the currency difference. Costa Rica uses colones and it's like 560 colones to 1 US dollar unlike Nicaragua 20 Cordobas to 1 US dollar so prices come out to be more like the states in San Jose which is the capital city I stayed in by the way.

Okay now back to the schedule of my day. After going to that government office, we went to a Costa Rican History Museum. It was pretty cool just showing different items collected from pre-colonian times to recent. There was also a butterfly garden which seems random but was pretty cool. We ate lunch at some restuarant that was a lot like going to Friday's or something. For the five of us to each, our bill came to almost $70. In Managua, all five of us could have had a full meal for about $20 total. After lunch, we went to a Gold Museum and I took some pictures that are all on Facebook of course. This was most of what went on Friday.

Monday, February 23, 2009

Day 26 February 23, 2009 (Mon)




So this post will basically be about my weekend because it was incredible.

We rented a beach house for one night out in Penaloya. We met up early saturday morning. It was myself, Stephen and Dan, Jeff and two of Dan's guy friends. My friend Kate came along which I am so thankful for because I probably would have lost my mind being the only girl for so long. The trip is about an hour and a half, give or take. We stopped in Leon to buy food and had to drive on roads that were under construction sometimes and other roads that were just rocks or dust. I'm just happy we were traveling during the day because on that whole stretch of road, there was not one single street light and when it gets dark out here, it's ridiculously dark. So we got to the house and to our sheer amazement, it was gorgeous. Most of my photos are on Facebook but I'll post a couple so you can see just what I mean. We had this little door that opened to the beach and ultimately the Pacific Ocean. Unbelievably breathtaking. I spent a lot of time just in awe of the majesty of creation and its Creator.



Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Day 20 February 17, 2009 (Tues)


Today, yes this is tuesday finally. We took a field trip to Santa Maria and Leon. Santa Maria is a town that was built after the major mudslide. They said it rained for like 10 days straight then one day all the mud just started coming down the hill and burried people and killed so many. It's illegal to go live on the mountain now though some still do. This happened October 1998 and they just had a memorial this past october marking 10 years. Really sad. We talked to this one woman about her story. She survived because she was at work in Managua which is about 1 hour away or so. In the mudslide she lost both parents, 4 kids, a few brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts, in-laws everything. Only one son survived and the mudslide broke his legs so he was stuck for hours. The story was absolutely heartbreaking. When she got home, everything was gone. The son that did survive was carried out in a cart full of dead people, he was the only one alive. He, to this day is terrified and refuses to sleep in Santa Maria so he moved to Managua. Everyone who lived in the town lost someone in the mudslide. I took a few pictures of the mountain and you can still see the path of the mud that slid down. A bold reminder...


Leon was really cool. It is much calmer than Managua. We ate lunch there and it seriously was the longest I have ever waited for food EVER. We ordered and sat around for the longest time then I look up and see our waitress walk back to the restaurant with grocery bags in her hand. She had to go buy our food and we had already been waiting forever. Then we had to wait for it to cook. Now mind you, this is not a busy restuarant. The other people that were there were men and all they had was beer. Being here definitely teaches one something about patience because you can't hurry things up...they just happen whenever they happen. Not very North American at all...haha.


Monday, February 16, 2009

Day 17 February 14, 2009 (Sat)

First off, last night was super fun. I stayed the night at Kate Greenway's house and we just chilled and watched "Nights in Rodanthe," that Richard Gere, Diane Lane movie. It was interesting but I'm still not sure if I liked it because it was kind of wierd and had some parts in the plot that came out of nowhere. But anywho, on Saturday morning, I got back home and helped Maria clean up the house and decorate for the party we had Saturday night.

It was in celebration of two things: 1. Valentine's Day/Love & Friendship Day 2. They are launching their youth ministry Impacto Juvenil so a ton of people came out and we just had a great night. We played games, ate food and just got the chance to meet all sorts of new people. I loved it and I uploaded some pictures on Facebook so be sure to check them out!

Friday, February 13, 2009

Day 16 February 13,2009 (Fri)

I haven't had much to say during this week. It's basic school work and homework. I watched a good movie I'd recommend called Fog of War. It's an interesting documentary about Robert McNamara who was the U.S. Secretary of Defense during the Cold War and Vietnam. It doesn't make the government look to good but it's an interesting film to note. Check it out. Other than that, nothing truly interesting or out of the ordinary has happened this week. Or perhaps what seemed outrageous a week ago is slowly becoming the norm so I don't react quite as strongly. This morning on the bus we were listening to Celine Dion sing that Titanic song "My heart will go on," and I also heard "Dust in the Wind" which totally made me think of the Will Ferrell movie 'Old School.' It was great! It's still just the morning so if something happens, I'll be sure to let everyone know.

Monday, February 9, 2009

Day 11 February 8, 2009 (Sun - Domingo)

"We can learn nothing except by going from the known to the unkown (Claude Bernard)."

It's truly been a great weekend! This morning we went to church, a different one from last week. Somebody gave me a little insight that they're taking me to churches founded by North Americans so I feel 'at home' sort of. Completely unnecessary but a kind gesture. The church services are still all in Spanish though. This week I understood more random words that last week before I had any spanish classes. I am confident that each week will get easier. After church Alex, Maria, Cesar and I went out for pizza. I love it when they do little thing that are American that they figure I'll like. Once again I don't need special treatment but the pizza was delicious. At the restuarant we watched the Celtics/Spurs game. It was like Americano day or something. I think it must of been a real touristy spot because there was a chinese food place, Mexican food and Subway all right across the street.

At night was the best part though. On Sunday nights, Alex and Maria do church in their home. So like 12 people came over and we sang some worship songs and had a pastor do a sermon. It was really cool plus a few people have studied English here in one of the universities so they were excited to practice on me and I figure since they know what it's like to learn an unfamiliar language, we'll get along just fine. They were super nice and one girl invited me over to come meet her family. Making Nica friends I am! I loved it and to finish off the night we watched Jack Bauer on "24" using the projector screen on the wall for a big screen movie night. It was so great!

Day 10 February 7, 2009 (Sat)




"I can't give you much, but I can tell your story (Unknown)."


I finally got to sleep in! Well sleeping in was waking up at 7am so I don't know what you might call it but I call it magic. We lounged around the house most of the morning. A couple nieces and nephews were there so we watched Saturday morning cartoons for hours and hours. It was great! I haven't done that in forever.

After lunch, I went with Alex, Maria, Stephen and a few of Maria's siblings and their kids to do the coolest thing. It goes right along with the quote I chose for the day. Alex and Maria invited me along on this youth outreach. I thought it was through their church but nope, it's just them and their big hearts trying to make a difference. We went to a really poor barrio (neighborhood). Now to be clear, Nicaragua is a pretty poor country overall. People exist in poverty here. Most people who work 8-10 hour jobs and earn under $2 A DAY!! There are even more people who don't work and lots who don't have an education. Adults and children alike so to say that I could tell this neighborhood was extremely poor is saying a lot. Now I'm sure there may be other areas in Nicaragua with even less and I honestly hope I get to see those places too because there's something about these images that don't leave the human spirit alone.

Homes were made of tin on the side or roof used like shingles nailed together or rested against one another. People used anything they could to cover their homes like plastic bags or sheets and clothing. Dirt floors and most of what I saw was one room so you sleep and eat in the same space. I saw kids getting washed outside with a bucket of water. No security except barbed wire as a gate to most dwellings but you basically can have no significantly valuable items because essentionally you live outside, it's very open and vulnerable. Humbling.

So we drove through and got out to walk around and tell these parents and kids that we were going to do something special for the ninos down the road. Be sure to look at the pictures I'll have posted on facebook. It was pretty cool to see these kids and moms excited about what we were doing. The little ones traveled down that dirt road, hand in hand. So we sang a couple songs while Alex played guitar. Then Maria preached about Jesus! After all that, we fed them. At home Maria had fixed this extremely large bowl of spaghetti. They brought along 2-3 loaves of bread and every single kid there received a plate of food, bread and a juice. They stood in line so nicely and waited to get served. Then they sat around and ate every drop. I dunno but it's the kind of story that almost brings me to tears.

I believe that everything happens for a reason. I believe that God is omnipresent and I know that God was there on that dirt road next to that old airport runway strip standing under the hot sun with those bright hearts and brilliant smiles. I may not speak the language very well but I understood everything that happened there that day. I believe part of the reason I am here is to experience God in ways that I never have before. To know trust and faith and humility outside of the comforts of my United States. As I stood around, I thought of all that I could do and everything my money could help pay for here. Not that I have much but I have something to offer. I wanted to offer the world but I didn't promise anyone anything. There was one girl I have a photo with. Her name is Judy and she can't afford to go to school. I probably could help pay for it but if I can't do it for all, I can't do it for anyone they say here so I can't do that but I can tell her story in pictures and words, through laughter and tears. I'll tell her story and more hoping it empowers others. Even if it doesn't change anyone else's life, it'll change mine.

Day 9 February 6, 2009 (Fri)

This will be short because not much happened on Friday. At night, I hung out with another one of Maria's sister. She has eleven brothers and sisters so when any of them come over, it gets loud pretty quickly. I love it though...kind of like home. Anywho her name is Lucia and she's going to be a lawyer like one of her other sisters. She wants to learn English better so we spent the night practicing each other's languages. It wasn't perfect conversations but we talked for a couple hours at least. The conversation got pretty deep too so that was definitely a cool cross-cultural communication moment.

Friday, February 6, 2009

Day 8 February 5, 2009 (Thurs)

"Life is a foreign language; all men mispronounce it (Christopher Morley)."

This morning, I finally figured out how to tell Maria that she was feeding me too much food. I probably looked funny because I didn't know the exact words. She ate with me and she had about half a spoonful of food on her plate and I had about three times as much. I'm not kidding. I mean it is sweet that they want to treat guests so well but I also want to fit in the seat in a month when I'm still riding the bus. So I pointed to her plate and said something about how small it was then I pointed to my plate and was like Grande! comida or something so I asked if my plate could look like hers tomorrow. She laughed and was like yes, poquito comida. I think we understand each other...haha.

After lunch it was sweet. I saw Kate Greenway! She used to go to Trinity. Her family now lives in Managua about 2 miles from the Nehemiah Center. We hung out a little bit and went to this coffee shop called Cafe Latina or something. It was great to see her and we'll definitely hang out as much as possible while I'm here. I'm excited to know someone who knows Nicaragua.

The ride home was certainly interesting. Dan and I were walking because everybody else had left then we got picked up by this lady Ulma who works at the Nehemiah Center. So we hopped into the back of her pickup truck and rode like the rest of the Nicaraguan people do. Fittin in. The roads are terrible though. Not paved usually like how I'm used to but mostly like cobblestone almost. Lots of pot holes and the painted lanes mean absolutely nothing. If three or four cars can fit across the lane then they will. Oh man.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Day 7 February 4, 2009 (Wed)

Quotes:

'Life is too short to wake up in the morning with regrets, so believe that everything happens for a reason. If you get a chance, take it. If it changes your life, let it. Nobody said life would be easy, they just promised it would be worth it (Unknown).'

I will act now. I will act now. I will act now. Henceforth, I will repeat these words each hour, each day, everyday, until the words become as much a habit as my breathing, and the action which follows becomes as instinctive as the blinking of my eyelids. With these words I can condition my mind to perform every action necessary for my success. I will act now. I will repeat these words again and again and again. I will walk where failures fear to walk. I will work when failures seek rest. I will act now for now is all I have. Tomorrow is the day reserved for the labor of the lazy. I am not lazy. Tomorrow is the day when the failure will succeed. I am not a failure. I will act now. Success will not wait. If I delay, success will become wed to another and lost to me forever. This is the time. This is the place. I am the person (Og Mandino).

I hate bugs. I feel bad killing them but one of us always has to go. I mostly don't like the crunchthat big bugs make. That being said, this morning there was the biggest cockroach in my shower. Seriously, it had to be the size of Cuba. I mean it opened the door, offered me a cigar and everything. Said, hey come in, let's chat." I'm telling you the thing was huge. It was gross and thus death was imminent. Other than that I'd say it was a great morning.

Today was Spanish class. Boy is that a lot of information for 3 hours. Our professor knows like 20 english words so it gets really hard sometimes. Thank goodness for my spanish-english dictionary though. Lots of homework today. Not from Spanish class. It was only the first day so the homework was like, 'go have a conversation with your family tonight.' That's great for me. Actually that's exactly what I did. When I got home, Alex and Maria were leaving. I think they were on their way to church or something because they were really dressed up. Maria's sister Esther came over though to chill out with me. She's a lawyer (abogado). I'm never by myself which is great because if something happened I don't think I could flip through my dictionary fast enough! She was really excited to talk to me. We chatted quite a bit actually even though she doesn't speak English much either. Context clues are the best thing in the world. Then she taught me the word for everything in the house. I think she likes teaching me stuff. We ate a bit and watched tv. She gave me this fruit juice that was fresh oranges and melon. Soooo Good! Soon we may have a fiesta because more family just came to the house. Homework and Fiestas!! Muy bien! Well hasta manana...

There is No One LIke Our God

Christ Tomlin - Check out the video if you want:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d61LamkXfwk

This is how I feel today...empowered!!!

You're the God of this City
You're the King of these people
You're the Lord of this nation
You are


You're the Light in this darkness
You're the Hope to the hopeless
You're the Peace to the restless
You are

There is no one like our God
There is no one like our God


For greater things have yet to come
And greater things are still to be done in this City
Greater thing have yet to come
And greater things are still to be done in this City

There is no one like our God
There is no one like our God

For greater things have yet to come
And greater things are still to be done in this City
Greater things have yet to come
And greater things are still to be done here

There is no one like our god
There is no one like our God


Greater things have yet to come
And greater things are still to be done in this City
Greater things have yet to come
And greater things are still to be done here

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Day 6 February 3, 2009

King Whitney Jr. - - Change has a considerable psychological impact on the human mind. To the fearful it is threatening because it means that things may get worse. To the hopeful it is encouraging because things may get better. To the confident it is inspiring because the challenge exists to make things better.

Hello World. I can hardly tell you much I love waking up to nature singing, the sun, the hills, the lakes, the palm tree right outside my window. It may sound cheesy but it's truth. Today, I got up at a decent time though it was still early, made it to the bus and school on time. I'm definitely getting more used to it all. It's just a very lively culture, always moving. I wonder if they sleep because Maria and Alex are always up way before I am...just happy and stuff.

Today's class was film making. I only have three classes for 7 weeks then my internship will begin so class will be instense because it will all last only until Spring Break which is March 20. We talked a bit about spring break and where we might go. It's awesome because we get 10 days off. We might go to Honduras or Costa Rica or Panama or any place really. There are lots of choices and it's completly up to us. We can go scuba diving, white water rafting, hiking, zip-lining through the rainforest or visit the Mayan Ruins which sounds cool because I've learned about that stuff in art history classes with Rowley. There is a ton of things to choose from so if anyone out there can get a few days off and wants to come visit or travel, let me know!!

Back to school stuff, we had class then ate lunch at the kids' school next door. They're so cute, everyone's in uniform with white tops and navy blue bottoms, I remember those days. A funny thing, we were waiting in line for our food which was delicious grilled chicken, gallo pinto and this tasty fruit juice but there is this small group of bright white faces with blond hair and all surrounded by all these spanish faces around the lunch tables and Dan goes, "Who's white kids are those?" Ah, Dan...

So as we ate lunch me, Dan, and Stephen watched the funniest movie of all time. It's called American Movie and it's a documentary about this guy named Mike Borchardt or something and he is making a horror movie but it just tells his story and process. He's a complete loser and totally seems like Napoleon Dynamite or something like this cannot be real and yet it is. It's genius and won some big film festival award. Watch it if you love movies or don't because it's worth it. I do want you to be aware however that there is a good share of bad language, mostly the "F" word so it's not quite a family film but worth checking out. I definitely recommend this movie to my loving boyfriend who may just as well be the next Quentin Tarantino someday who knows, both are genius with movies. We need this film at home!

At the end of the day it was great because Alex had come up to the school to work on his webpage for his website because he's a graphic designer and he has all these projects he's currently working on. It's pretty cool actually but he gave me a ride home of course and he also gave Stephen and Dan a ride which was cool becaue then we didn't have to walk or take any buses. It was really hot out and traveling can most certainly be tiresome. But yes dad, I am drinking plenty of water.

Day 5 February 2, 2009

Consider it a sheer gift, friends, when tests and challenges come at you from all sides. You know that under pressure, your faith-life is forced into the open and shows its true colors. So don't try to get out of anything prematurely. Let it do its work so you become mature and well-developed, not deficient in any way. (James 1: 2-4 Message)

Well classes started today. Man I am totally not used to waking up so early anymore. It was a struggle and I almost didn't make it. I hit snooze like 3 or 4 times so about 20-30 minutes passed. Maria had my breakfast waiting when I got up! Phenomenal but they feed me so much food!! I had hot dogs, eggs, 2 rolls, yogurt, something else that I can't remember and this really thick drink that looked like a protein shake. Who even knows? And in their culture it's typically rude not to finish everything on the plate so I eat tons. But I do walk more now than I ever have in my life. So many hills, walking to buses and school and all that. It's rough man.

Well we only have one class every day but it lasts a full 3 hours. Dang. We are still done by noon though so it's cool. We have lunch then do whatever. We can leave, stay, go home, go out. It's sweet. Today was History. It's the history of Nicaragua. There's a lot to be said about it. As I learn, so will you, don't worry. It's interesting though, intriguing and sad. Lots of politics, lots of corruption. Being from Chicago, I certainly know plenty about all of that (sad face). All afternoon though I worked on setting up this intense blog. I want to have an entry for every day, a document for everyone to see and a record for my future when I want to look back and reflect. It's also great therapy to write down these days of my life and allow others in to comment and reflect as well. Thank you for being part of this. It is definitely a lot of work though. I've been trying to put up more photos on this blog but it takes forever so they will all by on my FACEBOOK page. You can search for me: Dilaun White on that main page. I don't let free loading internet junkies look at my personal information so you'll probably have to sign up to Facebook and send me a friend request so you can view my photos. It may sound complicated but I promise this is all relatively simple. Then you can see where I've been and where I'm going in full color.

Back to the day, well after class, I walked to the bus with a few people. It's cool to just walk and look at the unique beauty of this place. It's not traditionally beautiful, poverty is abundantly clear in most cases but nonetheless it is beautiful to me. It is funny though because on the walk in to the Nehemiah Center and home, there is this ridiculously long path which takes a good 15-20 minutes. On one corner there is this group of men who literally sit outside all day waiting for trucks to drive by and ask for workers. They just sit all day though. It reminds me of that Jim Carrey movie Fun with Dick & Jane. But these guys like I've heard would happen whistle and say crazy things to us ladies when we walk past. I'm just glad I don't know that much Spanish yet so it's easy to ignore them. I have no idea that they're talking to me or about me anyway. One time some guy was talking and I thought he was saying something to the ladies I was with but he said something like bonita negrita or something which means like beautiful black girl. People are funny. It can get annoying but I don't care. I said that looking and speaking is one thing but if someone tries to touch me, then we have a serious problem and the sweet Dilaun will certainly disappear. I don't play that. But they don't do anything, they just talk noise.

A couple interesting things about Nicaragua I thought I'd share in this entry: First of all, the currency. It's cordobas and roughly 20 cordobas = $1 in the U.S. It's insane how cheap stuff is. One bus costs like 2.50 cords which is like 20 cents in dollars. A movie is like $3.50 in US dollars and there's a 2 for 1 movie deal on Tuesdays. Wild! We take 2 buses to get to school and to get home.

Another thing is dogs. There are dogs EVERYWHERE!! Not owned by anyone...just there walking around all over. Some people do own dogs and keep them chained up but many dogs just roam the streets eating garbage and such. They don't bother people and seem scared usually. I still would never touch one. What I want to know is where the heck are they coming from?

Another thing that's interesting and different is that there are no street names. Not only no street signs but no street names. I was told that after the earthquake years ago, they just didn't do street names anymore because everything was destroyed. When they tried it, people had gotten used to their own version of directions so it wasn't worth spending the money to creat signs no one would use. So Only major roads have names and even then it's usually the kilometer it falls on or something. So when people tell directions, they use a landmark and say go 3 blocks from that then right and down 6 blocks and so on. Wow, you really gotta know where you live. No addresses either. How do they survive? They manage well actually.

Finally, cold showers. Oh yes, no hot water my friends. At first I was like :cringe: but it's really not bad at all. When I wake up in the morning, it's already like 80 degrees or higher it feels like. We are much closer to the equator down here. I get up by about 6 am so by the time I shower and get dressed, I'm already hot again. I finally get it and so living in hot weather, I now appreciate cold showers.

To make it clear, these are all things that I've noticed, no complaints about any of it, just observations. But I also have to make it clear that I have cable tv and internet at my house so I'll take a cold shower anyday. Thanks for reading!!

Monday, February 2, 2009

Day 4 February 1, 2009

Wow. It's February. I made it past the first couple days so far and I'm confident about what's to come. I definitely am learning my share of spanish words. It's broken of course much like Alex and Maria's english. We seem to manage though really well. Still, there is quite a ways to go. I must say, chillin at home with mi familia is pretty sweet. They are cool peoples and I think our relationship is going to get tighter as we go. Well today is Sunday and I went with Alex and Maria to church. It was this church called Hosana. It was gigantic. First of all, it was far from the house and service started at ten. We left about 9:45 or so. One thing I like and dislike about the Nicaraguan culture is the subject of punctuality. They are never "on time" as we Americans would call it because they don't have to be. It is a foundational structure in their culture to show up whenever they show up. If you have a meeting at 9am and they show up 30 mins, 60 mins or even an hour and a half later at times, it's ok because it's to be expected. At church people show up whenever they want and leave whenever they want. It was on the nicer side of town and reminded me a bit of my own home church. There were these beautiful large glass windows and they stay open the whole service so there can be a decent breeze flowing. The church also sits on a hill and it overlooks Laguna de Managua (the lake of Managua) and it is gorgeous. You can see a little bit of this on the photo right at the top of my blog which I took. Muy bonita! In church I didn't understand much but some of the songs were songs that I've sung in my church so that was cool. Afterwards, they talked to a few people and introduced me to some friends they know.

When we left, we went to la supermercado PriceMart for a rug, some folding chairs and a box of donuts. Americans ya know?!! haha I don't ask for these things but they are sweet for trying to make me feel like I'm back home. I like that. I also do think they are trying to get me fat. The portions I receive during breakfast and dinner at home are easily 2-3 times as much as everyone else. La gordita (fat girl, roughly) Maria told me. No Gracias!!!

Then we went to get lunch at some Pollo restaurante (chicken). It was really tasty. There was onion, corn tortillas, bean dip and chicken of course. For dessert we got a little cup that was like flan and bread pudding. Delicioso. We also saw the pastor there so I met him and his family. At home, I took a short nap because the -itis had set in.

Since it was SUPER BOWL SUNDAY!! We went to an Americano restaurante called Hippos. We all had stuff like burgers and fries. I had a bacon burger (Dominic I'm sure you are surprised to hear that) :-) If you didn't know, Pittsburgh won of course but it was a good game. The fourth quarter is always so interesting. Afterwards, caught a taxi and went straight to bed at home. School begins Monday morning and from now on, Monday through Friday I gotta get up by 5:30 or 6am to catch the bus by 7 and get to class by 9. Aye Dios Mio! And yet Santo, Santo, Santo el Senor Dios poderoso. Buenas noche. (translation: Oh my God! and yet Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God almighty. Good night.)

Day 3 January 31, 2009






I do wish I had been told about the "make sure shorts are at least to the knee or below" rule. Nicaraguan men and women are very conservation in their clothing. It produces less attention which makes sense and the women who wear short stuff are usually prostitutes. Not that my clothing choices are ridiculous but I definitely need to go shopping ahaha! I was so glad this morning when I woke up and had a fan going. I'm pretty sure if Maria and Alex didn't buy one for me last night, I would have suffocated. This heat is outrageous. I slept really well and got over the shock of being here. I know that it'll take some inner strength on my part and the support of my loved ones back home but I'm only here a few short months. No more tears since Dom's email yesterday. Last night I read scripture and journaled. I think I'm going to use Proverbs as my book of choice for this trip. I'm reading that in my NIV and James in my Message bible. I'll post verses that stand out from time to time. Me and the kids watched a soccer game and the Latino Disney channel again. It was a movie with that girl from Princess Diaries. This house is sweet. I'm glad I'm here. A perfect fit and if were not for Alex and Maria being so energetic yet chill, Nicaragua coulda put my torch out like Survivor, hung it up, no stallionaire chain like on Real Chance of Love. I might have opted out...gone home. Who knows?

Todo el dia we had an activity around the city of Managua. I'll post some of the photos but it was basically so we could try to get to know the city, the buses and taxis. It was a really long day but it went pretty smooth. We did take the crazy buses I had talked about in previous posts but it didn't seem that wild while I was on it. People keep to themselves...getting on and getting off.  I still gotta keep my head on straight of course but I'm understanding Nicaraguans are people just like I am. We just move to different rhythms. It was a lot of fun today though. We had two guys. One Nicaraguan and one North American who spoke spanish really well and translated for us when Selin our Nica friend couldn't find the right words. We went all over the city, to malls like Metro Centro (an Americanish mall with movie theater and stuff), out to eat, to Mercado Huembes which is like a big flea market, Loma de Tiscapa which is a landmark with a lot of history involving the earthquake that destroyed the city, the wars, the revolution, the Plaza de la Revolucion which has the President's house and Esperanza coffee shop where they have internet hook-ups. It was cool though I don't remember all the buses we take and taxis are interesting. They name a price and you can always get it for less.

At night Alex and Maria had a bible study for children at the house. It was cool and they even did a couple songs in English for me. Later we ate then watched Pirates of the Carribean yet again on the Disney channel. 

Day 2 January 30, 2009










I really would have been glad to say that I woke up this morning happily adjusted and ready for all the new experiences I will have this semester. It's my last semester of college. But to be honest, it just was not like that at all. The only things I was excited about this morning was the bright, hot sun and the pineapple at breakfast. I was very uneasy. I, at this point am thinking that I will certainly never get used to any of this. It's too different and I don't want to be here anymore. I want to go home. I want to be with my boyfriend and family. I want to see familiar sights and do the things that make me comfortable. I want to be able to stay outside after the sun goes down which is about 6pm. Being here, I am forcing myself into things that make me UNcomfortable. Who DOES that? Honestly?? I wanted to cry all day, hoping I didn't make a bad decision. Well at least cry for most of it. We had orientation all day and it was just listening to all the things that are different and all the emotions that we'll experience. How dangerous some things can be and how cautious I must be. The boys seem like they're cool, calm and collected which is what I try to do but I know they feel like I do. Feeling like this is completely overwhelming all at once. The Nehemiah Center where we had orientation is really pretty. There are both North American and Nicaraguan people on staff. It's really cool. Very open space. It's an equal mix of indoors and outdoors with nature. It was a very long day of orientation and nervousness and hesitation but also encouragement because I know that I will survive. I just gotta be smart and remember all those things my parents have taught me about watching my surroundings. 

I also got an email from Dominic today that really helped me put this whole experience back into perspective. He's great at that even thousands of miles away. He's very supportive :-) (I love you...sorry everyone else but that was just for him) Your words put me at peace and God will watch over me, you're right.  Anyways, I also got to talk on the phone with my mom for a quick second. I'm just glad she picked up the phone. I LOVE YOU MOM and DAD and MO and MONEY and ADEOLA!! Don't be nervous, I'll be okay. You did your part by training up your child in the way I should go and now that I'm older, I won't depart from it. I'm praying for you just as you're praying for me.

Tonight, I met my host parents, Alex and Maria Suarez. I'm so lucky. I live in a good neighborhood and close to other people that work at the Nehemiah Center. They are great though and will totally make this experience richer. They speak little to no english so communicating is a bit challenging but I am learning and so are they. I have my own room. They have a niece and nephew who stay with them often, Emily and Nolan who don't speak English at all but we watch the Disney channel in Spanish together and bond. We went grocery shopping the first night. They have a membership at this grocery store called PriceMart which is like Sam's Club and WalMart put together. Then they got me dinner at Subway which is funny and completely unexpected. When I'm with them, people assume I'm either Latina, Haitian or Carribean because black people usually come from the Carribean coast and speak spanish. Even though people speak and I don't understand, it is nice knowing I don't stand out as much since I have dark skin like the Nicaraguans do as opposed to Dan and Stephen who are bright white lights and occasionally rich moving targets. :)

Oh and the photos I posted are of my room. I also have my own bathroom which is cool. Just some of my stuff and then a view out of my room into the living room. As hopefully you can see, the architecture leaves things very open. Even though it's about 90 degrees and will only get hotter in the coming months, there is no air conditioning. The air is natural and comes through the open spaces. Notice how the wall does not connect to the ceiling but leaves room like a big window should be there. This is how all houses are built. The breeze is beautiful. The birds are right outside and the sun beams down right into the house. See the beautiful palm tree outside my room, I wake up to that every morning.