It's been a little difficult to find time to write lately. I've been really busy between both jobs, skating, teaching and volunteering. Searching for a job has consumed a lot of my free time lately. It's pretty much been like a third job. I've had two interviews, one at a school in Liberia, Costa Rica called Instituto Estelar Bilingue and the other in Queretaro, Mexico for Bridge (the organization that I got my IDELT certificate from).
So far, the Liberia school is my first pick. I've been to Costa Rica twice already, and I'm comfortable there. I have dreams about my experiences there, and I can picture myself teaching English there. It's a perfect combination of local culture and experiences and the tourism industry, plus Liberia is only an hour and a half away from the Nicaraguan border and not far from the beach. I've been talking to my host brother, and having ties to the country is always a comforting feeling, especially since I'll be so far away from friends and family. I've been in contact with another school called Idiomas Mundiales, which is based in San Jose and Heredia in the Central Valley. The prompt response from there really shocked me, as he told me he was very interested in hiring me, I just had to be in country and the interview was just a formality really. This was even before I was done with the IDELT course when I was still in Santiago.
My second choice is still being decided. There's a full time job in Antigua, Guatemala (which is outside Guatemala City) at a preschool. I'm still trying to see if I could exhibit enough patience with children to teach English at a preschool, but Antigua looks like an absolutely beautiful city. I would definitely consider moving here and it would be a big risk for me to move somewhere where I didn't know anyone, but I know (just like my experience in Chile) I would make a lot of friends and learn so much about myself as well as my students.
I haven't really researched the school in Poza Rica, Mexico yet. From what I've read, the pay is really good for Mexico standards and the school is funded by the oil company, Pemex, so they have really competitive pay rates compared to other schools in the region. I actually hadn't even heard of this small city. Apparently, most of the population moved years ago, so the town's population now is about 34,000 (half the size of Flagstaff). Its close proximity to the beach and some insane Mayan and Aztec ruins make it really appealing to live, plus I could always meet family and friends in Cancun or other locations during vacations. I adore everything about Mexico and I know I wouldn't have issues with eating Mexican food every day either. :)
I'll be updating as soon as I know anything...at this point, I'm pretty much a sitting duck until July or August, which is when the hiring season in Mexico starts and also when the director of the school in Liberia will be able to tell me whether or not the teachers are going to be renewing their contracts. The director of the preschool basically told me that I'd come in October, stay for a two month trial teaching period, and be hired in December.
25.4.12
Week #4: How Chile made me hungry to learn more about the world.
Wow, I can't believe I've been home from Chile for almost three weeks now. The country taught me a lot about myself, and I came home ready to start a career in English teaching. As excited as I was to come home, I find myself missing the most amazing things about Chile. I miss the fresh fruit that you could buy for two dollars from the man across the street from my apartment (the strawberries were to die for!), walking the tree lined streets of Providencia on a Sunday afternoon, the stunning views of Valparaiso, and all the friends I made there. I think what I miss most though, is my host family. Throughout my stay, not a day went by when they didn't ask me how I was doing, things about my family, if I needed anything, or how my course was going. I will never forget their amazing generosity and hospitality during my short month in Chile. It's for this very reason that I stay with host families while I'm in a foreign country and I've been fortunate to have two great stays (in Chile and Costa Rica).
Chile made me hungry to learn more about the world, not only because of Santiago's rich history and architecture, but because I went there alone, not knowing anyone, and managed to come away from the experience with a deeper understanding of Chilean culture and the people. I now have a handful of friends and a host family there, and I can't wait to go back. I want to see more of the country, and I'm hoping that my next experience there will be as equally exciting and stimulating as my first trip.
Chile made me hungry to learn more about the world, not only because of Santiago's rich history and architecture, but because I went there alone, not knowing anyone, and managed to come away from the experience with a deeper understanding of Chilean culture and the people. I now have a handful of friends and a host family there, and I can't wait to go back. I want to see more of the country, and I'm hoping that my next experience there will be as equally exciting and stimulating as my first trip.
5.4.12
Week #3: How much Chile made me realize I don't like earthquakes and how Valparaíso/Viña del Mar made me love Chile!
Week #3 started off a little shaky...ok I'm under-exaggerating a bit. After being awoke by a "tremor" early Saturday morning, an even bigger "tremor" hit around 8:00 pm in Santiago on Sunday night. I was actually just about to talk to my parents via Skype when I heard a car alarm go off...which is not an uncommon occurence here in my neighborhood. Feeling the ground shake is something that I would have to get used to, but as of now, I'm not a fan of these "tremors". The earthquake was about 150 miles away, close to where the big one two years ago was. Luckily, no deaths were reported and only about 14 people were hurt.
Getting out of town for the weekend was exactly what I needed. Valparaíso is now one of the coolest places I've ever been too. I loved the layout, probably because it reminded me a lot of San Francisco. The streets suck to walk up, but nevertheless, I decided to walk to one of Pablo Neruda's other houses, La Sebastiana. Boy, was I glad I did, even though I was sweating profusely once I got there a half hour later. This house was where most of his poetry was written, and I can see why. The house is situated in one of the nicest neighborhoods of Valparaíso, and he had a full view of the ocean port with ships coming in and out regularly.
The next day, I went to Viña del Mar, which reminds me of Florida or California. I didn't spend but two hours there, and I wish I would have stayed there longer because it was much cleaner and a little more touristy than Valparaíso, but one of the best beaches is about 10 minutes away by taxi, and I didn't have a chance to make it there. I'd definitely have to stay a week to see all that Valparaíso and Viña del Mar have to offer.
Getting out of town for the weekend was exactly what I needed. Valparaíso is now one of the coolest places I've ever been too. I loved the layout, probably because it reminded me a lot of San Francisco. The streets suck to walk up, but nevertheless, I decided to walk to one of Pablo Neruda's other houses, La Sebastiana. Boy, was I glad I did, even though I was sweating profusely once I got there a half hour later. This house was where most of his poetry was written, and I can see why. The house is situated in one of the nicest neighborhoods of Valparaíso, and he had a full view of the ocean port with ships coming in and out regularly.
The next day, I went to Viña del Mar, which reminds me of Florida or California. I didn't spend but two hours there, and I wish I would have stayed there longer because it was much cleaner and a little more touristy than Valparaíso, but one of the best beaches is about 10 minutes away by taxi, and I didn't have a chance to make it there. I'd definitely have to stay a week to see all that Valparaíso and Viña del Mar have to offer.
29.3.12
Week #2: How Pablo Neruda changed my view of Chile.
This last weekend I went to La Chascona, one of famed poet Pablo Neruda's three homes. This one is at the foot of Cerro San Cristóbal, the huge hill I went to the weekend before. It's in the artsy neighborhood of Bellavista in Providencia, and as soon as you walk into the gift shop area, pay for a tour, and enter the cafe/garden area, you are instantly transformed into Pablo Neruda's world: that of a poet, author, philanthropist, diplomat and Nobel Prize winner. His house in Santiago is gorgeous, and is actually two houses built in one. He had plans for a fourth, but wouldn't live to build it.
Pablo Neruda had such an interesting life...I can't possibly take time to write down all I learned at La Chascona. He died two weeks after the coup that took place (ironically) on September 11th, 1973 in Santiago. Later this year, his body will be exhumed to see what if the cause of death really was heart failure (as his third wife, Matilde and loved ones presumed) or if he was poisoned by the Pinochet government.
His travels and view of politics is something that is still talked about today. I met a Chilean couple at La Chascona who travel to his resting place (and another of his houses) at La Isla Negra, which is about two hours away from Santiago, on the coast. They go there every year on the day of Neruda's passing to show their support. His poetry is everywhere here, it's as if he's still alive. With his left, socialist leanings, he was criticized by many people like Argentinean writer Jorge Luis Borgés for his political thoughts, but even Borgés praises Neruda's talent, calling him "one of the best poets who ever lived".
To be in his house and to see where he wrote poetry and lived the last years of his life was, for lack of better words, inspiring. You feel his presence in the house from the moment you step in the front door. His legacy is still alive and well in Santiago and all of Chile, and 39 years after his death, his work is still as cherished and loved as it was the day he died.
Pablo Neruda had such an interesting life...I can't possibly take time to write down all I learned at La Chascona. He died two weeks after the coup that took place (ironically) on September 11th, 1973 in Santiago. Later this year, his body will be exhumed to see what if the cause of death really was heart failure (as his third wife, Matilde and loved ones presumed) or if he was poisoned by the Pinochet government.
His travels and view of politics is something that is still talked about today. I met a Chilean couple at La Chascona who travel to his resting place (and another of his houses) at La Isla Negra, which is about two hours away from Santiago, on the coast. They go there every year on the day of Neruda's passing to show their support. His poetry is everywhere here, it's as if he's still alive. With his left, socialist leanings, he was criticized by many people like Argentinean writer Jorge Luis Borgés for his political thoughts, but even Borgés praises Neruda's talent, calling him "one of the best poets who ever lived".
To be in his house and to see where he wrote poetry and lived the last years of his life was, for lack of better words, inspiring. You feel his presence in the house from the moment you step in the front door. His legacy is still alive and well in Santiago and all of Chile, and 39 years after his death, his work is still as cherished and loved as it was the day he died.
23.3.12
Week #2: How Chile made me glad I recycle.
I seriously can't believe I've been here two weeks, and that my month in Chile is halfway finished already. I'm so busy with the coursework during the week that I really don't have time to go out and do things at night. Hopefully that will change this weekend, and no matter what homework I have, there are things I want to see and do! This weekend I'm hoping to go to La Chascona (one of poet Pablo Neruda's three houses) and el centro (downtown). Hopefully if I'm not too bogged down with homework, I can post a blog on Sunday telling you all about my adventures!!!
I've convinced myself that I will come back to Chile and tour the country for at least a couple weeks at some point. I'm not even going to make it to the Lake District (which runs all the way to Patagonia), see the Atacama Desert, or get to Easter Island!!!!!
Everything is different here. There's more traffic and people, but it's a little ridiculous how impatient the drivers are...although I think Costa Rica still wins out on impatient drivers. At least here, the drivers stop if you're crossing the street. Seriously, the obsession with mayonnaise is a little disgusting too. I think the hardest custom to get used to is wearing shoes ALL the time, even in the house. It's considered rude if you don't. Also, if I could wave a magic wand and change one thing about Chile, it would be their complete lack of caring about the environment. Santiago is so smoggy most days, you can't even see the Andes, and March isn't that bad (apparently winter is the worst and summer is the best). I walked by a house the other day that had a hose spewing with water and I learned very quickly to re-use the plastic bags you get or you'll accumulate them.
I've convinced myself that I will come back to Chile and tour the country for at least a couple weeks at some point. I'm not even going to make it to the Lake District (which runs all the way to Patagonia), see the Atacama Desert, or get to Easter Island!!!!!
Everything is different here. There's more traffic and people, but it's a little ridiculous how impatient the drivers are...although I think Costa Rica still wins out on impatient drivers. At least here, the drivers stop if you're crossing the street. Seriously, the obsession with mayonnaise is a little disgusting too. I think the hardest custom to get used to is wearing shoes ALL the time, even in the house. It's considered rude if you don't. Also, if I could wave a magic wand and change one thing about Chile, it would be their complete lack of caring about the environment. Santiago is so smoggy most days, you can't even see the Andes, and March isn't that bad (apparently winter is the worst and summer is the best). I walked by a house the other day that had a hose spewing with water and I learned very quickly to re-use the plastic bags you get or you'll accumulate them.
20.3.12
Week #1: How I found my passion in Chile
Wow, I can't believe I'm in my second week already! The course is speeding by, as well as my time in Chile. I'm going to try my hardest to see everything, but I already know I need to come back two or three more times to see half the things I wanted to in Chile. A month is definitely not long enough!!!!!
Week #1 has been exciting and exhausting all at the same time. After recovering from the weekend jet lag, I walked into Bridge ready to learn. I actually expected to know a lot of the techniques for teaching EFL (or ESL in the States) but I've learned so much and gotten so much more out of this course than I ever would have anticipated. I've definitely changed some of my perspectives on how hard it is to be a teacher and, more importantly, how much harder it is to be a student learning a foreign language (especially English!!!)
I'm learning so much and this IDELT course has made me realize just how much I love imparting my knowledge on to others. I walk in to Bridge every day excited and challenged. It's not like most university classes at all...I actually want to come to class because I know it's helping me towards a career (more on that coming soon!!) Coming to Chile has made me realize just how much I want to be a teacher.
Week #1 has been exciting and exhausting all at the same time. After recovering from the weekend jet lag, I walked into Bridge ready to learn. I actually expected to know a lot of the techniques for teaching EFL (or ESL in the States) but I've learned so much and gotten so much more out of this course than I ever would have anticipated. I've definitely changed some of my perspectives on how hard it is to be a teacher and, more importantly, how much harder it is to be a student learning a foreign language (especially English!!!)
I'm learning so much and this IDELT course has made me realize just how much I love imparting my knowledge on to others. I walk in to Bridge every day excited and challenged. It's not like most university classes at all...I actually want to come to class because I know it's helping me towards a career (more on that coming soon!!) Coming to Chile has made me realize just how much I want to be a teacher.
13.3.12
Week #1: Santiago, Chile-finally!!!!
Saturday: Let me tell you, the 9 1/2 hour flight to Santiago, Chile was SO worth it! Providencia (the area I'm staying in) is so beautiful! I got to my host family's apartment around noon, jet lagged and tired. My host mom, Verónica, and dad, Patricio, are beyond nice and so willing to talk to me or give me directions every time I ask for a new place to go or good restaurant to eat. I decide to venture out and exchange the remainder of my American money into Chilean pesos. I only had to walk a few blocks to a small shopping mall. For a culture that hardly eats anything (except lunch), I think I see about 5 or 6 McDonalds in 6 blocks. I found the school, which is literally 8-10 minutes away from my family's apartment!!! I also found a Starbucks. :)
This is the street I live on:
Sunday: I decide to walk to a park that Verónica says isn't very far away, and she's right. Within ten minutes of my apartment, I find a cute little park next to a "river" (I'm putting it in quotes because it doesn't resemble a river, and that's saying something since I'm from Arizona, where there's hardly any water). When I think of a river, I think of this:
This is the street I live on:
Sunday: I decide to walk to a park that Verónica says isn't very far away, and she's right. Within ten minutes of my apartment, I find a cute little park next to a "river" (I'm putting it in quotes because it doesn't resemble a river, and that's saying something since I'm from Arizona, where there's hardly any water). When I think of a river, I think of this:
Apparently, this is the Chilean version, called the Río Mapocho:
Yeah...definitely different. There are a lot of differences here. So many, in fact, that that's a whole separate entry, coming soon to a blog near you. :)
Oh, and I found the U.S. Embassy:
I <3 Santiago!!!!!
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