On the way back home every man we saw was drunk off their face....stumbling, falling and shouting abuse. I asked my family about it, and supposedly on Friday, Saturday and Sunday the men just get drunk, as it is one of the few things to do in La Esperanza
. The women seem to get abused a lot here, so you often see women walking around with black eyes or bruises, got from the weekend beatings. It truly is a disgusting site.
Monday was another day at school, which went quite well, by this time my caste had completely deteriorated and I was back to walking in my sandals as this was the only option available. The children were good, and the 1sts and 2nds loved doing the number colouring in exercise.
..the 3rds were a bit rowdy, but we managed to get through everything. The new or old teacher was teaching, and I think they abuse her, because she´s very fragile...as she has been away for 5 years with mental health problems. Heart attack hill came and went, and after meeting up with the volunteers and going to the chinese to talk to the waitress (SO HOT!) we headed back home to find there was a party.
It was Fatimha´s daughter´s birthday as well as Tillo (son of our hostess), so 20 or so friends and families filled the house in celebration. We danced, we drank, and attempted to speak spanish till the wee hours of 11.30pm...at which point my feet could dance no more, and my brain could not think of more spanish...so we headed to our room for a good old rest.
Nothing much happened on the Tuesday either, just another day of teaching.
..4ths, 5ths and 6ths are good, well some of them anyway, and we feel its a real shame that more cannot be offered to the school in terms of help. We also found out that from next month, as I´m off to build houses in another town, Seb will be the only one teaching. Seb unfortunately can´t speak a word of spanish, and the teachers think he´s crazy (in a cool way!)...so they told me and Sally that if we left, then they think it may be difficult for Seb to cope. We havent broken the news to him yet, hoping that the teachers will have a change of heart.
The rainy season has started, but rain doesnt really fall during the morning and early afternoon, in fact it is very hot, but after 5pm, it rains, and rains hard, so hard, it flooded the bottom of the town. I showed the family a few pictures of Roatan
, and they really wanted to keep a picture of me in the waterfall, so it is now on Fatimah´s dressing table.
I believe I left you all on Thursday. Now Thursday was a very important day...school went on as normal. Teaching the 1sts, 2nds and 3rds. We have realized that there is not really any point in teaching the 1sts any actual english, as they are still learning Spanish...can´t write, and can just about read. So instead they have been colouring in and drawing...today was drawing their family. I also had a talk with Franklin (my favourite in the class!)...we talked about how tired we both were...and I was asking him questions about his girlfriend, with him blushing all the time...quite a long 20 min convo with a 5 year old!
The 3rds were a bit rowdy today...we played a match the english days of the week to spanish days of the week...which went a bit chaotically crazy! I found out that a couple of the girls in the 3rds are around 3 or 4 years older than the rest.
Road getting flooded
..because they were forced to work at home for a few years, in order to bring some money in for the family. However, Thursday marked the end of the penultimate week for me and Sally, in terms of teaching at the school. Sally flies off to England Monday after next, and I move into the wonderful world of building. We both care a lot for the kids and the school, and don´t want the children to be in the same situation as they have been previously, where volunteers come out for one month or 2 months, and then noone comes to teach them English for a whole year. Instead we thought we would open up our own charity...where our primary objective would be to raise money in order to provide this school with an English teacher. We know that the bathrooms, electricity and some medical equipment is required at the school, but the children and teachers rather have an English teacher.
It will supposedly cost $200 a month if the teacher is full time...which means for the 9 or 10 month school year....around $2000. We plan to begin the registration of the charity when we return to the UK, and so at the moment we are working with Save The Children Honduras, and using their bank account to place funds.
If anyone knows any information that could be beneficial, it would be very much appreciated. So our primary aim is to raise enough money for an English at this school, and then maybe as word spreads and people start helping us out we can grow and help other schools in the region, hopefully spreading through Honduras and then onto other third world countries, but thats future goals, at the moment it is simply raising enough money. We have a meeting with the patron of the region, the representative of families of Pueblo Viejo and Save The Children Honduras on Tuesday.
The waitress in the chinese restaurant
After walking the one and a half hours back to La Esperanza, and a chinese chop suey later, we started organizing how we were going to carry out this task, plus our plans for the weekend...a trip to Copan. It rained for around 5 hours in the afternoon, La Esperanza was flooded again...