Yesterday I hit my first bump in the road. I got really bummed out and was missin my people from back home. I felt a lot better after I talked to mom and dad on the phone. They are good at saying the right things and making me feel better. Thanks mom and dad! I also feel much better today after getting out of my pueblo for the day to hand out with other Youthies.
We went to visit a Youth Development volunteer in the department of Morazan. After the 2 hour microbus ride I arrived safely and feeling fine- thanks to drammamine!!! We got to see were the PCV guy lives and his school that he works for and hear about other projects he is working on. His site is awesome!!! And when we got to the school he had a bunch of students there waiting for us that sang us a welcome song ¨Bienvenidos bienvenidossssss¨ over and over again. Then we spent the entire morning playing dinamicas- basically just games that we will use as icebreakers when we start working with our own youth groups. It was pretty fun. I was really impressed by the volunteer leading the activities with his flawless spanish and enthusiasm. I was looking at him and thinking "am i going to be able to do that?" Its hard to imagine right now... but he is a year in, and i´m sure that i will be able to get there.
When we were done with the visit, we went to lunch. PIZZA PIZZAAAA!!!!!!!!!! I was soooo excited about this pizza after all the frijoles and tortillas i´ve been filling myself with. If i had this pizza back home, i´m sure i would have been really disappointed with it... but today, it tasted amazing! Then we had a nice ride back home talking about all that is to come....
At the end of August we have a free weekend that just so happens to be the same weekend as my birthday! SWEET! There is this no alcohol during training rule... except for on our free weekend. SO we are going to go to the BEACH. Lucky me right! And i´m gonna enjoy some brewskies with my new friends. What a wonderful birthday present :)
Ok well it´s time to get home and take my bucket bath for the day. The cold water feels so good after a long hot sweaty day. Then i´ll spend time with my family and go hang out at the family´s pupuseria restaurant like i do every night. My family is great. I hear about what some of the other trainees´ houses are like and i realize again... how lucky i am.
Paz y amor.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Feelin´Hot Hot Hot
Hola a todos! How ya doin? If any of you who read this have time to write me an email0 tell me whats going on with you and how life is... i would LOVE that! Letters from home are always nice... and I want to stay connected with yáll. So please, write!
I have been keeping so busy that I can hardly find time to blog. I have spanish class 4 hours a day and then we have meetings and stuff with schools and youth in the afternoon. Saturday I´m going on a field trip with all the other "youthies" (thats what they call us youth development vulunteers) to the department of Morazan, 2 hours away. WooHOO field trip! I will be happy to get to spend time with my friends that I dont get to see while i´m here in my pueblo. I am in my pueblo with 4 other Youthies for my training... we have our classes together and work on our projects together.
One of my friends here in my pueblo had an eventful night last night... A pretty strong storm came in last night. I didnt think too much of it because it rains really hard here every day in the evening and afternoon. Whenever the storms come the power usually goes out and we sit in the dark. The yankee candle that I bought my host family as a gift proved to be an excellent choice! They are using it every night when the power is out. So the storm had passed and were sitting by candlelight playing a card game called burro, my family and i... when i heard my friend calling my name from the street. I went out and saw my other volunteer friends, who had come to check on my to see if i was ok after the storm. Apparently, during the storm Jessica was sitting in her living room at her house chatting with her family, when lightning struck the roof right above her and put a big hole in the roof. AY AY AY! And then a scorpion crawled through it. QUE LOCO, NO!? So today they are putting an entire new roof on her house!
My house seems to be the newest one that was built strong. My family said it was just built two years ago. Some of the houses they are living in, their families have been living in for generations.
I washed my clothes for the first time today... in the ¨pila" which is the sink kind of area. Most pilas have two sides, one for washing food and plates, and the other one for clothes... well my family really only has one side. So I have to wash my dirty underweat in the same place that I see them putting down raw meat and corn that we eat for dinner. I think i will start taking my clothes to the river to wash them.
I am already missing food from home. I have been eating so many pupusas and tortillas they are coming out of my nose. When my host sister brought me another pupusa this morning for breakfast, my heart sank a little. I couldnt even get it down, I have been eating so many, and its def not breakfast food for me. Yesterday she made me a hamburger for breakfast. It was good. But again... for breakfast? a hamburger? i really will just have to get used to it. I am going to try to go to the market next time i go to the city to buy some cereal and yogurt and stuff. I need to talk with my sister again about food... I just really dont want to offend her. It´s a touchy subject. But she´s cool, and so is the rest of my family.
I finally got a cell phone! yay! if you want my number let me know... i´d love to get calls and text from you guys.
ok i have to get going now... we have to go to the school. Then i just want to rest... washing all my clothes on a rock wore me out!
Before i go... I want to share my wish list with yáll...in case any of you would like to be so awesome and send me some stuff that I want.... i will love you forever.... and u can send it to the address i have listed in my previous post... only while i´m in training does that address work though. Ok here it is:
-butt wipes
-a mirror that i can stand up or hang on a string
-a few of ur favorite children´s books in spanish (dr seuss, bearnstein bears, etc)
-some herbal essences shampoo, conditioner
-eye makeup remover (the liquid kind. i think there is some in the bathroom drawer i left behind mom, dad)
-pictures
-mac n cheese
-shoe leather protector ( i mightve left some of that behind at home too mom dad)
-printed pictures of you :)
ok, paz y amor! adios!
I have been keeping so busy that I can hardly find time to blog. I have spanish class 4 hours a day and then we have meetings and stuff with schools and youth in the afternoon. Saturday I´m going on a field trip with all the other "youthies" (thats what they call us youth development vulunteers) to the department of Morazan, 2 hours away. WooHOO field trip! I will be happy to get to spend time with my friends that I dont get to see while i´m here in my pueblo. I am in my pueblo with 4 other Youthies for my training... we have our classes together and work on our projects together.
One of my friends here in my pueblo had an eventful night last night... A pretty strong storm came in last night. I didnt think too much of it because it rains really hard here every day in the evening and afternoon. Whenever the storms come the power usually goes out and we sit in the dark. The yankee candle that I bought my host family as a gift proved to be an excellent choice! They are using it every night when the power is out. So the storm had passed and were sitting by candlelight playing a card game called burro, my family and i... when i heard my friend calling my name from the street. I went out and saw my other volunteer friends, who had come to check on my to see if i was ok after the storm. Apparently, during the storm Jessica was sitting in her living room at her house chatting with her family, when lightning struck the roof right above her and put a big hole in the roof. AY AY AY! And then a scorpion crawled through it. QUE LOCO, NO!? So today they are putting an entire new roof on her house!
My house seems to be the newest one that was built strong. My family said it was just built two years ago. Some of the houses they are living in, their families have been living in for generations.
I washed my clothes for the first time today... in the ¨pila" which is the sink kind of area. Most pilas have two sides, one for washing food and plates, and the other one for clothes... well my family really only has one side. So I have to wash my dirty underweat in the same place that I see them putting down raw meat and corn that we eat for dinner. I think i will start taking my clothes to the river to wash them.
I am already missing food from home. I have been eating so many pupusas and tortillas they are coming out of my nose. When my host sister brought me another pupusa this morning for breakfast, my heart sank a little. I couldnt even get it down, I have been eating so many, and its def not breakfast food for me. Yesterday she made me a hamburger for breakfast. It was good. But again... for breakfast? a hamburger? i really will just have to get used to it. I am going to try to go to the market next time i go to the city to buy some cereal and yogurt and stuff. I need to talk with my sister again about food... I just really dont want to offend her. It´s a touchy subject. But she´s cool, and so is the rest of my family.
I finally got a cell phone! yay! if you want my number let me know... i´d love to get calls and text from you guys.
ok i have to get going now... we have to go to the school. Then i just want to rest... washing all my clothes on a rock wore me out!
Before i go... I want to share my wish list with yáll...in case any of you would like to be so awesome and send me some stuff that I want.... i will love you forever.... and u can send it to the address i have listed in my previous post... only while i´m in training does that address work though. Ok here it is:
-butt wipes
-a mirror that i can stand up or hang on a string
-a few of ur favorite children´s books in spanish (dr seuss, bearnstein bears, etc)
-some herbal essences shampoo, conditioner
-eye makeup remover (the liquid kind. i think there is some in the bathroom drawer i left behind mom, dad)
-pictures
-mac n cheese
-shoe leather protector ( i mightve left some of that behind at home too mom dad)
-printed pictures of you :)
ok, paz y amor! adios!
Monday, July 26, 2010
Un dia en la vida
Today I have been following my host sister, Cecilia, around doing whatever she does. We have made tons and tons of tortillas, bought meat from the neighbor (they had raw beef cut up and all over their living room), made cheese from their cows (they have 6), and took a bath in the river. We are having to bath in the river because they haven´t had running water here for 4 weeks at their house. My friends houses do have running water though. It´s ok, I really dont mind the bucket baths.
It´s been a good day.
Ok, I have to go and help her with work at the pupuseria. First I think we have to go to San Vicente the town 30 minutes away to buy chicharron (pork).
I´m having a good time.
Life is good in the pueblo.
LOVE!
P.S. Pictures to come soon!
It´s been a good day.
Ok, I have to go and help her with work at the pupuseria. First I think we have to go to San Vicente the town 30 minutes away to buy chicharron (pork).
I´m having a good time.
Life is good in the pueblo.
LOVE!
P.S. Pictures to come soon!
Life in the Pueblo
I found out yesterday afternoon where I was going to be living for the rest of my time during training. My group spent a few days receiving training on security, cultural sensitivity and we even had a 2 hour charla (discussion) about diahrrea. Then we found out where we were going and with who. I was assigned to the village that is farthest away from San Vicente, where I have to go once a week for training. It’s about a 30 minute ride. Not too bad. I am here in my pueblo with 4 other volunteers. It was a bummer to have to say goodbye to the other good people in my group- but I guess it’s not too bad- we will still see one another on every tuesday until training is over.
When my group was ready to go to our village, we were accompanied by our teacher to catch the bus, and then she came with each of us to each of our houses to know where the other one lives. We waited a long time and no bus came for Santa Clara- so we had to go for the other option- the pick-up truck. People ride everywhere in these pick-ups. It costs 50 cents to ride, and you stand up the whole time holding on to the bars they built to cage everyone in- don’t want anyone falling out. The pick up wasnt too uncomfortable- despite the fact that my fellow Peace Corps Trainee, Jesse, did a head count of 40 people. That’s a crazy amount of people weighing down that pickup! Crazy!
I love my family- I am so lucky. I think i got the best one. Their house is a little bit nicer (except the bathroom- which is outside) and they are bigger than the others and super nice. I love my family- I couldnt have asked for a better one. My host mom, Mirian, is somewhere around 80 years old. She is the sweetest, cutest little lady and I can hardly understand a word she says. Out here in the pueblo, people’s accents are different and so I have a hard time understanding them. I understand Cecilia (oh “Ceci”) the best- she is my host sister- who is 29, but she’s really doin the part as my mom. She’s the one that helps me get what I need and makes me all of my food. Too much food! I don’t know if I can keep eating like this. Tortillas are starting to come out of my nose and ears i swear, i am being given so many of them. The rest of the family: Elmer- my 24 year old host brother, Joel- older host brother, Joel’s wife Maria, and their kids 12 year old Victor and 2 year old Diego. I love those kids! They are so entertaining to be around. I haven’t been taking too many pictures but I will start soon and def share some pics of my wonderful family.
When I got here on Friday afternoon I spent most of my time visiting with Mirian, my mom. We talked about everything about where I’m from and stuff and when she asked me if I was Christian I just said “yes.” It was easier that way. I was specifically told not to say that I don’t believe in God- because people around here are super religious and if you say something like that you might get kicked out of your home. I even said I would go to the Catholic church with her Sunday, which made her so happy. Although we didnt end up going because she is not well.... She keeps saying something about her colon and she has a lot of pain. She asked me if I think it’s better for her to go to a real doctor or a natural spiritual one. She is very mindful of spirits. She also told me not to go to the bathroom in the outhouse at night, because the bad spirits will be there and might do something to me. I can’t go out there even if I want to though, they lock the gate at night to get there. So I have to go in Ceci’s room and use her bathroom.... Which I don’t really like because I don’t want to wake her. I can’t imagine what a pest I will be when the diahrrea really sets in. Anyway, I was eating my dinner Friday evening- Beans, Cheese, rice, and tortillas. Ceci gave me a lot in the first place- along with a HUGE glass of the sugariest orange juice i’ve ever had. I was told that if you dont eat all your food here people may be offended and they also don’t like to see it wasted- so I was eatin away and almost done with my dinner when Mirian came over to smile at me and give me a hug and a kiss. She ended up spilling my juice all over my plate... I was happy because I wouldnt have to finish the juice, but low and behold- I received an entire new plate of food to eat. Oh my. At that point i ate what little i could, but i went to bed very full.
For breakfast I’ve been eating things like - Cut up hot dogs, The saltiest eggs I’ve ever tasted in my life, fried bananas, and of course- beans and tortillas. Why do they have to eat SO much food here!? The food isn’t bad- she’s just giving me a bit too much. When I look at everyone else’s plate- mine has more food on it than even the guys. I need to tell her that i want smaller portions.
Oh there’s also a kid here named Oscar- Mirian’s grandson visiting from Virginia. He was born here- and has lived there for the last 4 years. He speaks perfect English. It’s kinda nice to have him around to help me with translation... but that the same time I feel like I’m cheating. He also talks to me in English in front of everyone else and I feel like that’s rude because they can’t understand our conversation- so I try to reply in Spanish.
I slept like a rock on Friday night- my bed is pretty comfy. I didnt need to bring an alarm clock here though- because the roosters are waking me up every morning before it goes off. And then every morning, Elmer is going to the river and bringing water for me to bathe. I feel bad, because I am pretty sure they all just bathe down there in the river... and I don’t like them going out of their way for me to do something different than them. I feel like i am here to learn and live like them. So if they bathe in the river, then I should too. I am having a hard time communicating this to them though. Oh well I’ll keep trying.
I went with Elmer to the nearby town that’s having their fiesta patronal- a huge festival for the patron saint their town is named after. So we grabbed a pick up to go over to Apastepeque. I think he may have thought that my friends would be there- but again- there was something missing in our communication. We just hopped on the pickup, and when we got there, he was just standing. I was like ummmm, let’s walk around. So we would walk to a different area, and just stand there. I guess this is how the fiesta goes. Just stand around and watch. There was a little parade with some dancers dressed like hoochie mamas and a band. It really was a little awkward just being there with him. The people in the pueblos gossip like crazy and they might be saying things if they know I went somewhere with just him. It’s ok, I will keep my distance from now on... We didnt stay long, because- well- there was no reason too.... We bought an “eloteloco” which was corn on the cob with some salsa negra, salsa roja, and cheese on it. It was tasty.... I ate it in the pickup truck on the way home... when it started pouring rain.
Then last night- I went to the pupuseria that my family runs. It’s the restaurant where they sell their pupusas. I got to help make some and I even sold the ones I made! It was cool- also because I got to meet a lot of the people who live in town who were coming in to eat. I met two girls from Houston that sat and chatted with me in English- one is going to U of H. Small world. Well, not really- it’s expected that a lot of people here have tiest to Houston- many of them have tons of family there.
And today I just hung out at the house- spending time with la familia, helped with picking out the rocks from the beans, and played with little Diego. I went to “La Cancha” the soccer field where everyone plays futbol and people watch. It’s a really nice field considering the pueblo. This town is very very old, and it was really affected by the civil war of the 80s. Most people lost family members in the war. Even though this pueblo looks a little run down... I really like it. I truly am lucky to be here.
My friends came over to play uno... which definitely is not as fun as I used to think it was when I was 7 years old. And then- later I ended up playing it again with Oscar, Victor, Ceci, and Joel. We had to play in the dark by candlelight because a storm came in and the power went out while we were eating dinner. They laughed at me with my headlamp that I was wearing... but then they were asking me to borrow it and my other flashlight because they had nothing to see with. Anyway... the Uno game lasted forever.... but it was nice to just sit and spend quality time with the family. If the power was one we probably all would have been watching their big flat screen TV (that has cable, might i add!). I was definitely surprised to see the fancy cable tv... But hey it’s cool- I cant watch some of my favorite MTV shows in English on it!
I’m thinking about buying a fan for my room. It’s pretty humid and uncomfortable I think. And they call this winter!!!! It’s really just the rainy season. I am having to get used to my hair looking horrible.
My family has 5 cows that stay behind barbed wire in the back yard, and there are usually chickens running around. Everyday Elmer and Joel take the cows to the field to eat grass all day. At the end of the day they go get them and bring them back. There are 2 mama cows and 3 babies. THey only use the cows for milk. THey also have a dog they named “Doggy.”
Tomorrow it is my job to shadow Ceci for the entire day... Should be interesting. I will probably help her with all her work for the pupuseria...making food and stuff. I imagine it will be tiring... Hopefully I will have a little bit of free time though to go to the internet cafe and load this to my blog. Then after tomorrow I get to go to the training center in San Vicente and have a full day of training there- I can’t wait to see all my friends from our group!
Ok time to go to sleep. Goodnight.
P.S. I miss you all.
When my group was ready to go to our village, we were accompanied by our teacher to catch the bus, and then she came with each of us to each of our houses to know where the other one lives. We waited a long time and no bus came for Santa Clara- so we had to go for the other option- the pick-up truck. People ride everywhere in these pick-ups. It costs 50 cents to ride, and you stand up the whole time holding on to the bars they built to cage everyone in- don’t want anyone falling out. The pick up wasnt too uncomfortable- despite the fact that my fellow Peace Corps Trainee, Jesse, did a head count of 40 people. That’s a crazy amount of people weighing down that pickup! Crazy!
I love my family- I am so lucky. I think i got the best one. Their house is a little bit nicer (except the bathroom- which is outside) and they are bigger than the others and super nice. I love my family- I couldnt have asked for a better one. My host mom, Mirian, is somewhere around 80 years old. She is the sweetest, cutest little lady and I can hardly understand a word she says. Out here in the pueblo, people’s accents are different and so I have a hard time understanding them. I understand Cecilia (oh “Ceci”) the best- she is my host sister- who is 29, but she’s really doin the part as my mom. She’s the one that helps me get what I need and makes me all of my food. Too much food! I don’t know if I can keep eating like this. Tortillas are starting to come out of my nose and ears i swear, i am being given so many of them. The rest of the family: Elmer- my 24 year old host brother, Joel- older host brother, Joel’s wife Maria, and their kids 12 year old Victor and 2 year old Diego. I love those kids! They are so entertaining to be around. I haven’t been taking too many pictures but I will start soon and def share some pics of my wonderful family.
When I got here on Friday afternoon I spent most of my time visiting with Mirian, my mom. We talked about everything about where I’m from and stuff and when she asked me if I was Christian I just said “yes.” It was easier that way. I was specifically told not to say that I don’t believe in God- because people around here are super religious and if you say something like that you might get kicked out of your home. I even said I would go to the Catholic church with her Sunday, which made her so happy. Although we didnt end up going because she is not well.... She keeps saying something about her colon and she has a lot of pain. She asked me if I think it’s better for her to go to a real doctor or a natural spiritual one. She is very mindful of spirits. She also told me not to go to the bathroom in the outhouse at night, because the bad spirits will be there and might do something to me. I can’t go out there even if I want to though, they lock the gate at night to get there. So I have to go in Ceci’s room and use her bathroom.... Which I don’t really like because I don’t want to wake her. I can’t imagine what a pest I will be when the diahrrea really sets in. Anyway, I was eating my dinner Friday evening- Beans, Cheese, rice, and tortillas. Ceci gave me a lot in the first place- along with a HUGE glass of the sugariest orange juice i’ve ever had. I was told that if you dont eat all your food here people may be offended and they also don’t like to see it wasted- so I was eatin away and almost done with my dinner when Mirian came over to smile at me and give me a hug and a kiss. She ended up spilling my juice all over my plate... I was happy because I wouldnt have to finish the juice, but low and behold- I received an entire new plate of food to eat. Oh my. At that point i ate what little i could, but i went to bed very full.
For breakfast I’ve been eating things like - Cut up hot dogs, The saltiest eggs I’ve ever tasted in my life, fried bananas, and of course- beans and tortillas. Why do they have to eat SO much food here!? The food isn’t bad- she’s just giving me a bit too much. When I look at everyone else’s plate- mine has more food on it than even the guys. I need to tell her that i want smaller portions.
Oh there’s also a kid here named Oscar- Mirian’s grandson visiting from Virginia. He was born here- and has lived there for the last 4 years. He speaks perfect English. It’s kinda nice to have him around to help me with translation... but that the same time I feel like I’m cheating. He also talks to me in English in front of everyone else and I feel like that’s rude because they can’t understand our conversation- so I try to reply in Spanish.
I slept like a rock on Friday night- my bed is pretty comfy. I didnt need to bring an alarm clock here though- because the roosters are waking me up every morning before it goes off. And then every morning, Elmer is going to the river and bringing water for me to bathe. I feel bad, because I am pretty sure they all just bathe down there in the river... and I don’t like them going out of their way for me to do something different than them. I feel like i am here to learn and live like them. So if they bathe in the river, then I should too. I am having a hard time communicating this to them though. Oh well I’ll keep trying.
I went with Elmer to the nearby town that’s having their fiesta patronal- a huge festival for the patron saint their town is named after. So we grabbed a pick up to go over to Apastepeque. I think he may have thought that my friends would be there- but again- there was something missing in our communication. We just hopped on the pickup, and when we got there, he was just standing. I was like ummmm, let’s walk around. So we would walk to a different area, and just stand there. I guess this is how the fiesta goes. Just stand around and watch. There was a little parade with some dancers dressed like hoochie mamas and a band. It really was a little awkward just being there with him. The people in the pueblos gossip like crazy and they might be saying things if they know I went somewhere with just him. It’s ok, I will keep my distance from now on... We didnt stay long, because- well- there was no reason too.... We bought an “eloteloco” which was corn on the cob with some salsa negra, salsa roja, and cheese on it. It was tasty.... I ate it in the pickup truck on the way home... when it started pouring rain.
Then last night- I went to the pupuseria that my family runs. It’s the restaurant where they sell their pupusas. I got to help make some and I even sold the ones I made! It was cool- also because I got to meet a lot of the people who live in town who were coming in to eat. I met two girls from Houston that sat and chatted with me in English- one is going to U of H. Small world. Well, not really- it’s expected that a lot of people here have tiest to Houston- many of them have tons of family there.
And today I just hung out at the house- spending time with la familia, helped with picking out the rocks from the beans, and played with little Diego. I went to “La Cancha” the soccer field where everyone plays futbol and people watch. It’s a really nice field considering the pueblo. This town is very very old, and it was really affected by the civil war of the 80s. Most people lost family members in the war. Even though this pueblo looks a little run down... I really like it. I truly am lucky to be here.
My friends came over to play uno... which definitely is not as fun as I used to think it was when I was 7 years old. And then- later I ended up playing it again with Oscar, Victor, Ceci, and Joel. We had to play in the dark by candlelight because a storm came in and the power went out while we were eating dinner. They laughed at me with my headlamp that I was wearing... but then they were asking me to borrow it and my other flashlight because they had nothing to see with. Anyway... the Uno game lasted forever.... but it was nice to just sit and spend quality time with the family. If the power was one we probably all would have been watching their big flat screen TV (that has cable, might i add!). I was definitely surprised to see the fancy cable tv... But hey it’s cool- I cant watch some of my favorite MTV shows in English on it!
I’m thinking about buying a fan for my room. It’s pretty humid and uncomfortable I think. And they call this winter!!!! It’s really just the rainy season. I am having to get used to my hair looking horrible.
My family has 5 cows that stay behind barbed wire in the back yard, and there are usually chickens running around. Everyday Elmer and Joel take the cows to the field to eat grass all day. At the end of the day they go get them and bring them back. There are 2 mama cows and 3 babies. THey only use the cows for milk. THey also have a dog they named “Doggy.”
Tomorrow it is my job to shadow Ceci for the entire day... Should be interesting. I will probably help her with all her work for the pupuseria...making food and stuff. I imagine it will be tiring... Hopefully I will have a little bit of free time though to go to the internet cafe and load this to my blog. Then after tomorrow I get to go to the training center in San Vicente and have a full day of training there- I can’t wait to see all my friends from our group!
Ok time to go to sleep. Goodnight.
P.S. I miss you all.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Write me a Letter, Write it Today
Write me a Letter
Write it today
I'm going away
Yes, I am!
Here is mailing address for my first 3 months, until I finish training:
Write it today
I'm going away
Yes, I am!
Here is mailing address for my first 3 months, until I finish training:
Amy Hitch, PCV
Apartado Postal 1947
Correo Nacional
Centro de Gobierno
San Salvador, El Salvador
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Peace Corps - A Legacy at Home and Abroad
"We are not just witnesses to a countries development, we are participants."
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