Friday 31 July 2015

San Rafael

Last week brought a traveller from a distant and dream-like land... Thea, constant of my Cambridge schooldays and now a Real Grown-Up with a Real Job in the Real World zone of Oxford.

We found each other at the bus terminal in Encarnación (about two and a half hours from Santa Maria) and took rather more rickety bus for three hours to Ynambu, to visit the San Rafael nature reserve. We were supposed to be picked up there and taken the last 10km to where we would be staying, but as it was RAINING, our hosts assumed we weren't coming, didn't appear and were unreachable by telephone. An auspicious start. We were saved by serendipitous circumstance: a Paraguayan friend of mine happens to have a brother who lives in this specific tiny and remote village, whom I miraculously managed to identify based on the information that he was bald and looked a bit like my friend - the population is small enough that I think most of it walked across the square in the couple of hours we were sat there waiting. His neighbour ferried us to our destination, the sun came out and all was well.

By the lake, which was created by the Swiss owner to generate hydroelectricity. He also built a small plane for conservation reconnaissance missions. As you do.

The reserve is dedicated to the conservation of part of the remaining 7% of the South American Atlantic Forest, a kind of temperate rainforest. We saw some colourful birds, including toucans, and some monkeys in the distance. Thea was excited by armadillo holes (in Guarani tatukua, not to be confused with tatakua - points to anyone who remembers what that is), but the beasts themselves did not show themselves, alas. The plants and trees were also interesting, even to the untrained eye (me).

Thea investigates a strangler fig.
We swam in the lake. Apparently no-one has attempted this in July before (the depths of winter) but after the initial plunge it was quite a pleasant temperature!

Wednesday 29 July 2015

Schnitzel in Santa Maria

Devoted or hungry readers may recall this post from Vienna in which I made Schnitzel with my Austrian-Peruvian friend Milena. As it so happens, a typical Paraguayan dish known as Milanesa is essentially exactly the same thing, although with Paraguayan meat, flour and breadcrumbs it tastes a little different. Here is pictorial evidence!


Tuesday 28 July 2015

Playing with fire

The midwinter feast of St John the Baptist on 24th June (yes, more than a month ago) is celebrated throughout the country with a huge range of games and traditions. Margaret Hebblethwaite's Bradt guidebook has an exhaustive list; I'll quote a few highlights:

"paila jeherei - trying to remove a coin stuck with grease on the back of a frying pan by licking it"
"climbing the greasy pole, or yvyra syi (Guarani 'tree slippery'), in search of a bag of goodies tied at the top"
"gallo ñemongaru" - a cock is starved for 24 hours and then released in the middle of a circle of girls with maize in their hands. The one the cock eats from first will get married that year.

culminating in the What-is-this-Health-and-Safety-you-speak-of FIRE GAMES:

"kicking around a pelota tata (Spanish 'ball', Guarani 'fire') - a ball made out of cloth, soaked in kerosene and set alight. The game is to kick it directly at your friends, who run away screaming."
"toro kandil (Spanish 'bull torch')...One or two people get under a cloth representing a bull, the horns of which are set alight, and then they charge at other people, who run away screaming."
"undas kai" (Spanish 'Judas', Guarani 'burn')" - the burning of a straw effigy of an unpopular figure (could be a politician or the footballer who made Paraguay lose against Argentina) hung by the neck from a gallows. "The figure has been previously drenched in kerosene and may be stuffed with explosive fireworks". 
"the custom of walking barefoot across the glowing embers of the remains of the bonfire...According to legend, the feet are protected from burns if you do this on the night of San Juan. I have seen it done and there were no burns."

Santa Maria's festival was sadly rained off, but the kids from across the road (including the four-year-old) did their own pelota tata in the street.

















Thursday 23 July 2015

Anniversary of the Comunidades Cristianas

Santa Maria is split into four neighbourhoods, each of which has its own Christian base community ("Comunidad Cristiana"), a group that meets during the week at the homes of the members. The surrounding villages also have their own communities, which are particularly significant there as they only have mass once a month. 31st May was the anniversary of the Comunidades, which was celebrated with a special mass and an "acto folclórico" and bring-and-share meal afterwards.

Two girls from one of the neighbourhoods danced to "Pájaro Campana". In typical Paraguayan style, the USB stick turned out not to have the right music on it - however, two of the Paraguayan harp students stepped in to play the piece, which of course they happened to know off by heart!


Five out of six! Outside the church.
The girls from my community and I danced to Isla Saka quite successfully, after a series of rather chaotic rehearsals. We were decked out in full Paraguayan traditional dance costume, which was quite exciting. Lelis, who also masterminded the choreography, danced with her water jug balanced on her head.

Preparations


About to start...

Paraguayitas

Sunday 19 July 2015

The end of the road

I have less than a month remaining in Paraguay...

As ever towards the end of a stint abroad, life has suddenly become very busy. The past two weeks have been holidays from the English classes, but filling up the free time has not proved difficult! Apart from a trip across the border to Buenos Aires, I took the opportunity to go and work at two of Santa Maria's cooperative projects, the sewing workshop and the medicinal herb garden.

All this has resulted in a dearth of blog posts, but I am hoping to catch up a bit over the next week (when Thea is coming to visit!). Some will be very out-of-date, but I think still of interest. Watch this space!




Friday 3 July 2015

Work

I thought it was about time for a word on what I actually spend most of my time doing...

The Santa Maria Institute has its own two-year degree programme - free and open to all - in Food Technology, which is highly employable. It also provides university scholarships for poor students with academic potential. Apart from this (though there is often overlap between the branches of activity) it offers free English classes, taught by volunteers such as myself. Students can enter the adult course from age 13, but must first attend a short course open to all in January and pass a (fairly challenging) exam. This means that the English students are selected to some extent for aptitude and commitment. All classes run every weekday for an hour, and there are currently six levels, ranging from absolute beginners (Class 1) to advanced level. There are also non-selective children's classes which run when there are enough teachers available.

I teach the morning Class 2 and the evening Class 1 (the less advanced classes are taught on two timetables) and Class 6.  The students in Class 6 are working towards the Cambridge Advanced English certificate (having passed KET, PET and First Certificate) and have also gained qualifications in Business English and Teaching Knowledge, which they utilise professionally through interpreting, teaching English and managing the town's small hotel.


I also teach keyboard to several students, a recorder class for children and German to one girl who is going to Switzerland in August with an international exchange programme.

It's an ideal teaching situation in many ways, as the students are generally highly motivated, the classes are fairly small and the daily lessons mean they make clearly perceptible progress. The coursebooks we use are a little dated but an absolute dream compared to e.g. the Peruvian education system I worked within on my gap year, and the Cambridge certificates are qualifications of international value. English - let alone good English - is a rarity in Paraguay, but is and will continue to be important in the country's development.

For more information about the Education Fund and its various projects, see the link at the side under "About the blog", PART 2.