There is Love in Lima

Well, what can I say? "Time flies when you are having fun" is the only plausible excuse I can give to explain my two week absence. So, without further ado, here comes the run down:

1. The City.

First of all, Lima is huge. Much like Los Angeles or even New York, but more complicated in its make up. The entire city is sectioned into districts which are then divided into even smaller districts. The districts vary in class distinction, but there isn't necessarily an order or pattern to their location throughout the city; everything and everyone is mismatched everywhere. Unlike many other big cities, there are very few main roads. The entire city is a maze of back roads and private streets through the various districts. Even after four weeks, I can still look out the window of a taxi on my way home and realize that I have never been down that particular street before. There are dozens of ways to get from point A to point B. It definitely makes the ride home from work interesting.

While on the subject of driving; the traffic here is absolutely insane and the drivers are terrible. Street lights and traffic rules are merely guidelines or suggestions. Everyone is constantly weaving in and out of other cars, cutting each other off, speeding through small spaces in traffic, and stopping for no apparent reason. And they use their horns; a lot. You would think someone would move forward in traffic if they could, so what's the point in honking? Nothing like that matters here; not in the slightest. There is a magnet connecting a drivers fist to his horn. I can't help but laugh after the tenth honk within the first three minutes of sitting in the taxi.

As much as I prefer walking, it isn't any safer than traveling by car. Here in Peru, pedestrians do not have the right of way while crossing the street. There are specific cross ways which give way to pedestrians, but since the cars don't really heed traffic laws, people are required to be extremely cautious. All I can say is it definitely keeps you on your toes.

Now for some more awesome things: Within almost every district is a small park. The one in our district just happens to be a few steps outside our front door. The parks are very well maintained with trees and local flowers. People enjoy walking their dogs and the children like to run around the monument that stands in the center. I love spending time in that park. I'll decide to take my daily run outside, or just sit on one of the benches and write. It's a surprisingly tranquil place midst all the noise of such a large city.

The night life of Lima has definitely become a highlight. Everyone is about their business as they are during the day, but there is a different energy that emerges throughout the city in the dark. The YMCA of Peru is about five blocks from my house. I've had a membership for about a week now and have gone every night for a great work out and then a ballet class. Even something as simple as going to and from the gym is so much more fun at night.

Over this past weekend, my (Peruvian) parents took me to the historical downtown area of Lima. It was dark but the streets were lined with lights, accentuating the highlights and shadows of every intricate detail on each building. During the ten minute drive, the street was tight and compact, until we finally reached the square. The sky cleared of all the concrete skyscrapers and opened to the most beautiful plaza. The entire history and architectural splendor of this city was compacted into a few blocks of this entire city. I was blown away by the amazing things I saw that night. It was definitely my favorite night of this experience so far.

2. The School/The Work

Before coming here, I knew very little about the school in which I would be teaching. I had been given a general idea of the work I would be doing there, but it wasn't until completing my first week that I realized just how much work I was being entrusted to accomplish. I would be teaching weekly performing arts classes to the primary and secondary grades (grades 3-12) and organizing a production; I knew that much. The overwhelming panic came from learning that this production was to be a concert; a compilation of five different shows performed by five different grade classes. Oh, and we had about four weeks until performance night. WHHAAATTT??? I was extremely daunted by the task, but I managed to take a deep breath and roll up my sleeves.

We got to work immediately; and that is where the real struggle came. The biggest culture shock I have had so far, even above the language barrier, is the contrast between an American and Peruvian classroom. These kids, as wonderful and sweet and fun as they are, cannot sit and listen for five minutes before running amok. Asking them to focus to learn a dance sequence or even getting them into position to begin a run-through is near impossible most of the time. I'm sure they are adjusting to my teaching style just as I am adjusting to their chaos. I reassure them every day that I know they are capable of what I ask of them. They are amazing kids. I love each and every one of them more every day. It's difficult work, but the satisfaction is immeasurable. I sit and laugh and play with those kids at the end of the day and realize just how lucky I am to be here. These children will be a blessing that I will carry with me for the rest of my life.

3. The people

This new place, this new life has been easier to adjust to because of the people that I have met. It is custom here to say hello with a big smile and a kiss on the cheek. Everyone is so gracious and kind and curious. The energy is tangible inside even a small room of people. When in conversation with them, they are so sincere in wanting to know everything about you. It is one of the most infectious environments I have ever been in. I am so grateful to be meeting such wonderful, beautiful people. It has been incredibly easy to make friends; ones that I know I will treasure for years.

An incredibly long entry, I know, and probably a little spotty; I'll admit I was distracted with a number of other things while writing this. Future entries will be more specific with detailed experiences and such. From here on out, the entries will also be weekly so as to spare you all from reading a novel every three weeks. So until next week, love your life; do what you love and love what you do; don't let a day go by without telling your loved ones how much they mean to you. Life is good my friends; life is good. Go out there and make it count.


Cheers!


PHOTOS:

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From left to right: Isabelle, Kelly, Wendy

The secondary class: 1st grade

Always smiling around these girls

From left to right: Kelly, Wendy, Fabio,
Mayra, and Layla

Sweet Kelly

Silly girls

Isabelle's smile is infectious 

Layla is such a dear

Love these guys

Not sure what it's called, but they
are on trees everywhere. Very pretty

President's Palace in Mayor Square

Gorgeous downtown Cathedral. There
were about five weddings taking place at the same time that night.

Dracula's Castle; Downtown

 

Government Offices. The brown balconies
have the most interesting story behind them:
it was custom during the colonization of Lima
that government officials only corresponded
with their wives from the street up to the
balcony during the work day.