Monday, January 23, 2012

Mi Familia Mexicana

For the first four months in Puebla, I lived with a family selected by my language school. Here they are treating me to a birthday meal.

Por mis primeros meses de vivir en Puebla, vivía con una familia del instituto de español. Me llevaron a una cena para celebrar mi cumpleaños.
Every morning the mom would make me breakfast and in the afternoons I would sometimes sit with the girls at the table as we did our homework. They would help me with my Spanish homework and I would help them with their English homework.

Cada mañana la mamá nos preparaba algo y desayunábamos juntos. A veces, en las tardes, me sentaba con las chavas para hacer nuestras tareas. Me ayudaban con mi tarea de español y les ayudaba con su tarea de ingles.

Sundays were the best. We would each go to our separate churches and then return to eat with the family. This might seem somewhat normal to most Americans, but with the Mexican culture it became an event. The meal itself generally lasted three to four hours and included appetizers, starters, the main course, and then something sweet with coffee or tea. My head would spin as everyone spoke quickly and there were never less than three conversations taking place at the same time, but this is how all families are, and it made me feel at home. Honestly I didn't understand anything on Sundays until about the fifth or sixth month of language. Now I can follow the majority of what is going on and participate in the conversations. The picture below shows why I was sometimes confused about what was being said.

Los domingos eran los mejores. Íbamos a las iglesias diferentes y regresábamos para comer juntos. Para comer con la familia los domingos no es tan diferente que la cultura estadounidense, pero una comida en la cultura mexicana siempre es un evento. Dura por horas y hay muchísima comida. Me costaba trabajo para entender porque todos hablaban bien rapidísimo y había tres o más conversaciones en el mismo tiempo, pero así son todas las familias y me sentía como estaba en casa. Verdaderamente no entendí nada de las conversaciones de domingos hasta el quinto o sexto mes aquí. Ahora, puedo entender la mayoría y participar. En esta foto, es obvio porque me costaba tanto trabajo para entender la conversación.

Here are the ladies of the family minus one. This past Sunday was my last time to eat with the family before I leave for Chile.

Estas son las damas de la familia excepto por una. El domingo pasado fue mi última vez para comer con mi familia antes de salir a Chile.
Even after I didn't live with them, they continued to invite me over and include me in different events. Here we are Christmas Eve playing games at three in the morning.

Cuando no vivía con la familia, todavía continuaban invitándome y incluyéndome en eventos importantes. Aquí estamos jugando después de cenar la noche buena.




So as you can see, it was a great opportunity and experience to get to know this family. They play a huge part in my experience here in Mexico and are part of why I love it here so much.

Así tenía una buena familia mexicana y fue una buena oportunidad y experiencia para conocerla. Ellos son un gran razón que me gusta México tanto.

Saturday, January 14, 2012

Moving/Mudarse

Many ask me if it is hard to move knowing you can only take a few things with you. The answer: after moving around you begin to realize what you don't need and what you desire most. These are some of the things that will always receive top priority when I pack.

Muchos me preguntan si es difícil para mudarme, porque solo puedo llevar muy poco conmigo. La repuesta: después de mudarme mucho, he aprendido lo que no necesito y lo que deseo más. Estos son las cosas que pongo en las maletas primero.


My scrapbook made by my best friend and contains letters of encouragement from my home fellowship in Dallas, TX.

Album de recortes que es hecho por mi mejor amigo y tiene cartas de ánimo de miembros de mi iglesia en Dallas, Texas.

Fuzzy Socks!!! They were awesome on the marble floors!
Calcetines crespos. Eran divertido en el piso de mármol.
My Bible
Mi Biblia
Rubber ducky
Pato
The bear my mom gave me when I graduated college.
El oso que mi mamá me dio cuando me licencié.
Water painting of Tangkuban Perahu a volcano near the city of Bandung Indonesia
Pintura de Tangkuban Perahu un volcán cerca la ciudad de Bandung Indonesia
A sketch of the cathedral in Puebla Mexico
Un dibujo de la catedral de Puebla Mexico
College sweatshirt
Pulóver de la universidad
Laptop my dad bought me.
Laptop mi papá me compró.
Comfy blanket.
Manta cómoda.
The 4 suitcases making the trip to Chile.
Las cuarto maletas que van a viajar a Chile.
The things I need to give away.
Las cosas necesito dar a amigas.
This includes all my Spanish textbooks.
Estas incluyen mis libros de español.
This was the hardest thing to pack.
De todo este era lo más difícil para poner en la maleta.

Monday, January 2, 2012

Christmas Cookies 2011

My mentor lives in a small gated community that is filled with kids. We had the great idea to feed them lots of sugar and send them home to their parents in efforts to form relationships with the families.

The best part about doing it in the carport is that bicycle parking was close and convenient!


Here I am icing one for the little guy in the cool blue Buz Lightyear shirt.
All the sprinkles were on the little table.


It was a lot of fun!!! For the people in my neighborhood, I took a gift to the lady who sale tortillas on my corner and thank you notes and bags of candy to the cafe I visit a couple times a week. It was really awesome to see the shocked faces and have people that saw me give the gifts ask who I was. A reoccurring thought this year was, "How do I reflect an extravagant gift giver?" Well it needs to be unexpected, undeserved and from the heart, and importantly not to someone who is going to pay you back or can. I received a gift like that when a national friend picked me up and drove me around to run errands. I hadn't asked her, I hadn't expected it of her, I was stressed out, she is the mother of three young kids so her time is quite valuable, but, with her help, what would have taken 2 or 3 hours took 40 minutes. I guess it doesn't really have to be Christmas nor do you need anything from the store in order to be a giver.