One Of The Hospitals In Medellin
My apartment was in El Poblado
an I had amazing views of the city. In one direction were high rise apartments that the Jeffersons (an old U.S. tv show) would be proud to move on up to!! From the kitchen I could see the San Fernando Plaza. The San Frenando Plaza was a mixed use complex of hotel, office building, shopping and Restaurants and when I would look outside of my windows, I saw L.A., I saw Atlanta, I saw Seattle. It was easy to forget I was not in America at times. Things looked familiar, KFC, Burger King, McDonalds, Dominos and BlockBuster were all within throwing distance from my apartment. People told me about the horrible conditions I would find, and I so want to be able to prove them wrong, but there are "those neighborhoods", "those people" that yes their situations will make you cry! But then you see their heart.
I will show you the fabulous buildings and architecture. Then again, you see the heart. When looking at the modern buildings and even the old buildings, I see that the owners are taking care of the property the best they can. The building shows the heart to achieve their rightful place with other nations in the global markets. I see some small children playing barefooted laughing, there is the joy! These children live and play in some very tough conditions, but as I found out they did not know their situations were tough, they just found their way to have fun..... I never knew as a child my family was poor. I saw the kids playing games with friends, neighbors, cousins, and brother & sisters - just as I did when I was their age!! There were 4 out of the 20 or so kids came and stopped me as I was leaving.
The New (San Fernando Plaza)
They told me with pride they were learning English in school, so with my poor Spanish and their new English I saw in their eyes what hey wanted... one finally asked? "How can I become a writer?"I explained when you see a beautiful painting or photo write what you see, all of the details. I also asked them to write what they were feeling. The mix of emotions made me feel one of them may one day write about this unknown American that smiled at them an played four squares and told them he was writing stories. By chance I ran into one of the kids later. that week and he smiled and said he wrote a story about me. His mother caught a photo of me with them. He wrote in Spanish but translated as he read. He was 14 and his title for his story was "Everyone Is A Teacher"! The cliff notes version is - he felt I was teaching him so much, but after he saw the photo, he saw that I was learning too! My heart felt warm after leaving them after the first time, this time I am leaving humbled! I think he will be a writer!