Showing posts with label Culture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Culture. Show all posts

Friday, November 4, 2011

Baking (and cooking but only because I have to)

As most people know, I don't like to cook. Now...I didn't say I CAN'T cook, I said I don't LIKE to cook. And despite some of my guy friends telling me I'd never find a husband because of it, I'm quite okay with it. On the other hand, I do like to bake (at least way more than I like to cook).

Living up at about 6,000 feet makes baking a bit of a challenge. I used to never pay attention to the special "high altitude" directions on cake and brownie mixes, but now I wish I had those mixes more! Recipes to bake from scratch don't offer the special "high altitude" directions and we've had our fair share of baking "issues". So thanks to my Pinterest addiction (which I highly recommend), I've found some great recipes:


The best things about this banana bread recipe is that it is specifically for high altitude baking. It's also the most moist and really banana tasting bread I've ever had! (And remember bananas are only like 7 cents a piece here).

Recipe:
  • 5 large, ripe bananas or 6 small bananas
  • 1/2 cup (1 stick) of butter or margarine
  • 1/2 cup sugar
  • 2 eggs
  • 1 1/3 cups flour
  • 3/4 teaspoon baking soda
  • 1 teaspoon baking powder
  • 1 tablespoon cinnamon
  • 3/4 cup Chocolate chip, raisins and/or walnuts may be added 
Preheat oven to 350 degrees F. Mash the bananas in the mixing bowl. Add the butter, sugar and eggs to the bananas. Cream the bananas and egg mixture thoroughly. Add the remaining ingredients and mix well. Grease a standard size bread pan. (I use our skillet...it's perfect). Pour the batter evenly into the prepared pan. Bake 55-65 minutes or until inserted knife comes out clean.


Chocolate Oatmeal No Bake Cookies...These are really good and because I don't have to really bake them, they turn out great. (Well except the time it had been raining for 2 weeks straight making them too moist to ever really solidify, but they still tasted good).


Recipe:
  • 1/2 C Butter
  • 2 C Sugar
  • 1/2 C Milk
  • 4 Tbsp Cocoa
  • 1/2 C Peanut Butter
  • 3- 3 1/2 C Quick cooking Oats
  • 2 tsp. Vanilla
Add the first 4 ingredients in a saucepan. Bring to a rolling boil, and boil for 1 minute. Stir in the next 3 ingredients and drop onto wax/foil paper. Let cool until set.


In our house we take turns cooking dinner. So I have to cook every Monday and Thursday nights. As previously mentioned, I don't like to cook. On top of that, it's definitely different cooking here versus in the US. Being the daughter of a Pampered Chef, I'm often lost without all of my cooking gadgets and pre-made ingredients (especially crescent rolls). So again, I've relied greatly on Pinterest and have made some things very successfully and others not so successfully, but at least my housemates aren't too picky :)

Feel free to pass any recipes my way that you think might work here!

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

A Little R & R


Everyone needs a little vacation every now and then. Our staff is no different. So as the students had two weeks off after exams, we as a staff took one week for lots and lots of meetings and then one week of vacation.

To kick off our vacation, we took the bus together down to San Jose and went to a soccer game in the national stadium. La Liga (my team) was playing against Santos. It was really fun to get to go to a game in the huge stadium built by China for Costa Rica. Then we walked through the central park, had lunch at Taco Bell (though I snuck away to Wendy's) and ate granizados before heading back up the mountain. It was a fun time with the team and a great way to start off the week of vacation.

Sunday night, when we got back from the game, Nadia and I walked in to Gabi's house for a sleepover. Gabi, Nadia, Sandra, and I had Gabi's (sort of) brother-in-law's house for the night. We ate snacks, watched movies (including The Princess Diaries) and talked about boys (like any good high school girl sleepover). Then I tried to go to bed. Unfortunately, it was all four of us in a double bed and the girls stayed up talking until 4am... meaning I also stayed up until 4am. All in all it was a good time. I love each of these girls so much. They are my little sisters here :)

I then went down to San Jose on Wednesday to get away for a few days. Most people go to the country to get away and recharge; however, as I live out in the country, the city is much more relaxing and renewing for me. I had found a bunch of hotels online and asked them all for prices. This one guy wrote me back and through a few emails back and forth gave me a huge discount on this awesome hotel. I could have just stayed at friends' houses the whole time, but I really wanted to recharge and spend some good quality solitary time with the Lord. I got to do that at the Adventure Inn Hotel. It was awesome. I also got to enjoy the hottub, great breakfasts, TV, and a shower with both hot water and good pressure.

During this week and specifically the couple of days alone, I was meditating a lot on PEACE. As I sought peace from and with the Lord, He continued to show me that He is working in me even when I don't feel it. The verse I mainly focused on is Isaiah 26:3 -
"You will guard him and keep him in perfect and constant peace whose mind
[both its inclination and its character] is stayed on You, because he 
commits himself to You, leans on You, and hopes confidently in You."

I then spent the final days of my vacation with my good friends Bob and B. They are missionaries working in the San Jose area. Bob works at a seminary and B works in the prison and a few slum areas leading women's Bible studies. They've become really good friends and encouragements to me since I've gotten to know them. During the few days I was with them, we played Scrabble (once in English and Spanish and once in just Spanish...not too easy), we talked a lot and had some really good discussions, we watched a movie, and we took a little trip out to Orosi Valley.

This time of vacation was really good for me to be refreshed personally just as a person (if that makes any sense). I praise God for this time and the things He's doing in me and in this community  :D


Thursday, September 29, 2011

Día de la Independencia

The 15th of September we celebrated Independence Day here in Costa Rica! It was sort of like the 4th of July, but then again not at all the same. It involved a parade, kids carrying homemade lanterns (most with real lit candles), a torch running across the country and some music and drama by our students. For me these type of activities are not fun because of the hour long walk to nowhere and back, but because it's a community activity that I get to be a part of. All of the kids are out and most of the moms and a few dads. You get to see people out sharing together for a celebrated day. It was really fun (and not just for the 2 days off of school)!  :)

The parade

My friend Julianna's two kids and me

Some of my students after their drama

Two more of my students


On a side note: I've been having some of my girl students over to my house recently, just to enjoy time together. It's been fun watching girly movies, doing hair, eating junk food. I really enjoy getting to be like a caring big sister to so many of these girls!

Gaby and Sandra showing off their pretty hair

Friday, September 16, 2011

In the Spanglish Middle

*I recommend playing this song as your read the rest...

It's a weird thing to live somewhere between two languages. I feel like it's something you can't really understand until you've been forced to do it yourself and even then people's experiences differ greatly. I've been here in Costa Rica for almost 2 years now and after coming with absolutely no Spanish a lot has changed.

I literally came here never having learned any Spanish. I had studied German in high school and again in college and even studied abroad in Germany and Austria. My German had gotten good (though please don't ask about it now). When I moved here, pretty much all I could say was "hola" and "gracias". To give you a better idea of how that affected everything here's something one of my first students said about a year after I came (in Spanish of course): "Lindsey, I didn't like you when I first met you. You didn't say anything to us. I mean...I guess you couldn't. But now I love you!"

It was incredibly challenging. It took many headaches and many confusions and blank stares. I like to tell people that language learning is both humbling and humiliating. Now I've come a long way (still have a long way to go of course as well). I'm still living in a community that speaks a language that is not the one I am most comfortable with. It's not the language that I've known all my life, lived in, and studied in for years. It's not the one I've sung in or read in or prayed in.

But now that my life is in this other language, I've come to see that I want and maybe even need many of those more "optional" areas to be in Spanish also. I'm trying (slowly) to read a book in Spanish. I've come to pray some in Spanish. And I've come to love worshipping the Lord through song in Spanish (at times).

Yet there's always a balance I need and an in between can often be better for me and my soul. That's one of the reasons that songs (like the one above), movies, and even conversations that are in both Spanish and English in some form or another have been the most positive for me and even something I've found myself craving for. I can tell you, it's a weird thing as I never had any desire to learn Spanish but God has brought me so far not only in my ability but also in my desire and even joy in speaking it. He's good!

(Hope you enjoyed my little ramble about something I've been thinking about a lot recently.)

Thanks for reading, friends!

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Language School in the City!

I'm writing to you from my bedroom in a host family's house down in the city of San José (more specifically San Francisco de Dos Ríos) and a big change from the rural mountains. I moved down here on Sunday and then had my first day of language school Monday and will be here for 4 weeks.

The first day was really interesting. The first half was orientation and was sooo much English, which was weird to me but informative. Within that I took 2 placement exams: a written grammar one and a verbal one. I was taking the written one and thinking how awful it was and how I might be put in the total beginner class. It was my first time doing some verb charts and things in Spanish and I had to keep trying to say them in my head to maybe get a correct answer. The conversation on the other hand went smoothly and though all my grammar wasn't perfect I felt like I expressed myself fine. I was pleasantly surprised to find out that I was placed in level 3 (out of 4) for both grammar and conversation. On that same day we had our first day of classes which were really great. (I'll talk more about classes down below).

My host family is really great also. It's a couple and they have 3 sons. The mom, Maribel, is so sweet. She cooks for me and I try and help out with dishes and things as I can. We talk a lot and she's always happy to help me with my homework or whatever I need. I think she likes having another woman around the house. The dad seems nice, but I don't see him or interact with him much. The three boys are Andres (7), Pablo (9) and Manuel (11). They're so funny. Manuel and Paulo are cute and I ask them about their day and what they learned in school, but they like to give me short answers. Andres is my little bud though as he likes to hang around me and help me with homework and talk to me a lot. He's a little cutie and not at all shy. (He's my favorite, but don't tell the others).

The boys Adrés, Paulo and Manuel

My host mom in the middle
(unfortunately not the most flattering picture)

You can see why Andrés is my favorite!

So now on to my typical day...I wake up around 8 and have breakfast, get ready and head over to the Institute, which the entrance is literally less than a block away from where I'm staying. I then spend the morning studying for 2 to 3 hours. One of the nice things about the workbook is there are lots of extra activities that I can do, plus since I never studied even the basics I'm going back and doing a lot of those too. I then take the long walk (2 minutes) home and eat a quick lunch before heading back to the Institute for class that starts at 12:35. My first class is a grammar class with Lissette. She's a great teacher and explains things really well. She's happy to go back and quickly review things that we might not understand. We're moving really fast (we did Pretérito Perfecto on Monday, Pretérito Imperfecto on Tuesday, and along with a few minor points Futuro today), but I love it because it's pushing me and gives me lots to study outside of class. I'm definitely trying to take advantage of this time here. In that class it is me, Mary (she's Korean, in her mid-thirties and is currently working at a bilingual school in Nicaragua), and A.J. (he's from the D.C. area, mid-twenties and is planning to move with his wife and 4 month old to Belize in the fall). It's a small class which is awesome, though I seem to be the one always with lots of questions. My other class is the conversation class that is supposed to build on the things we're learning in our grammar class but to really be comfortable using it. My teacher, Dixiana, is very lively and very blunt. It forces me a lot to try and speak well which is good though not easy and we're always put on the spot as this class is also only 3 people. In this one it's me, Mary and James (he's in his sixties and him and his wife have worked short term in different areas though live in Florida...they both say they don't yet know what they want to be when they grow up - he's funny and definitely keeps things interesting). Today in class we were practicing narrating stories and as you probably know I'm not a good story teller in English and so it was really hard for me in Spanish, but great practice with the past tenses. After class I spend most of the rest of the night mixed between a few more hours of studying and homework, getting work done for ADE, and talking with my host family (OK...I'll admit and some time watching House online). Today right after classes I took a nice little walk around there area as I was feeling a little bit of cabin fever stuck between the Institute and the house a block away. It was good to get out and I found a nice park I might have to try out for a few of my study hours in the next few days.

One of my many study areas

Hopefully that gives you a good idea of what I'm up to, mostly just studying. I'm so happy to be here and have this opportunity, which I'm definitely trying to get  the most out of. Before I left, my students were telling me I had to come back with perfect Spanish (impossible, but I'm gonna get as close as I can). I'm excited to see how God uses this time and the work I'm putting into this. I was encouraged today by Galations 6:9 (go ahead and look it up!).

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Tropical Agriculture & Missions

For three weeks, the TAM (Tropical Agriculture and Missions) class by the Au Sable Institute was led by Dr. Unander into the strawberry fields of local farmers, up to the top of volcanoes, and into the ADE classroom to share their presentations. Not only did these U.S. students learn first-hand about local agriculture, but they also had the opportunity to travel for three days to the beach, the selva, and all around. After living together at the ADE center and riding in the green van for hours on end, they experienced Costa Rica together and became close friends.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Cultural Analysis of San Rafael

(from my perspective of course)

Though I’ve traveled to over 20 countries, each new country and specifically each community has its own unique culture in terms of identity, family structures, gender issues, and power structures. Now having lived in San Rafael de Vara Blanca in Costa Rica for almost 4 months, I am at a place where I can analyze that which I have seen and experienced from the perspective of an outsider to this community. (*Note: Throughout this I will be speaking specifically of my personal observations and experiences in San Rafael de Vara Blanca, but much of this may also relate to the whole of Costa Rica. Also understand that there are many generalizations and remember that they are just that: generalizations. I am not trying to say that every individual is this way, but simply give a general understanding from my personal time here.)

Always wanting to be polite, putting people over work, and being suspicious of outsiders are all cultural identities which I have seen through many different experiences living in San Rafael as a newcomer. People in San Rafael try to be polite and avoid confrontation as much as possible. This can be seen simply through the Costa Rican tagline “Pura Vida” which directly translated means “Pure Life”, but more generally is used as “It’s all good”. “Pura Vida” is often a simple greeting, but is used in many different contexts and even that of responding to problems. For example, a teenager in the community asked me one day “¿Como esta?” (How are you?) and I responded “Mas o menos” (More or less) as I was not having the best day. His response to my not so great day was “Pura Vida” or “It’s all good”. This experience is not uncommon. Further, I have seen people be very nice and friendly to other individuals that they have then told me they don’t like or can’t stand. Maybe this is simply their way of being polite or maybe it is fake and non-confrontational. I am not here to judge but simply to state the cultural issues and commonalities that I have observed. Many times I have experienced an individuals desire to be polite by inviting me over to their house for coffee or a meal and yet never following up on it, possibly because it is the “polite” thing to do. Similarly (and one of my favorite examples of this), when asked directions no one will tell you that they don’t know. Instead, they will politely tell you directions so who knows where so that they are not rude by not helping you. However, they often do much greater damage by getting the person farther lost than they may have been. This is country that abolished its army in 1949 and is very proud of it. They choose peace over conflict as a nation and individually.

Those in San Rafael also choose people over work, whether it is stopping on the street to say “Hi” to a friend (even if there are cars waiting behind you) or asking about the persons mother, aunt and cousin instead of a simple “How are you”. People here don’t seem to view the many interruptions throughout the workday by others as interruptions. Each person welcomes the breaks throughout the day, the walk, or the drive as they seem warm and friendly every time. A great example of this are the many coffee breaks that people take to simply sit and talk and drink lots of coffee; all of which keep them going for more work until the next break a few hours later. Simply the greeting of the kiss on the cheek when you say “Hello” or “Goodbye” exemplifies the closer nature of the individuals to each other within this community.

Within this small, somewhat isolated, community there is a sense of suspicion of outsiders. It can be seen through interactions, such as people not responding when you say “Hello” or not greeting you as they normally greet others. There tends to be a shyness and uncertainty about outsiders that I have personally felt throughout my time here. Language and word usage are clear ways that I see this along with the awkward interactions. White outsiders are always called “Gringos” which is not meant in a derogatory way, but always separates the Ticos (Costa Ricans) from the foreigners. All Asians are considered “Chinos” (Chinese), whether or not they are actually from China. Though this may seem like something insignificant, I have seen it differently due to the judgments that I have seen towards other outsiders. Costa Ricans do not like Nicaraguans, classify them all in the same category, and are constantly suspicious of them. They neatly classify all outsiders whether Gringos, Chinos, Nicaraguans, or Columbians. They keep their distance with specifically boxed peoples and a sense of “us vs. them” as much as possible. Though it is possible to get beyond this, the titles rarely go away and if they do tend to take years to do so. These cultural identities can all be either positive or negative depending on the extremes taken and the attitude out of which they come.

In analyzing the culture also comes the unique issue of family structure, which at first appears simple in San Rafael but instead is rather complicated and broken. At first glance, it seems just like a small town with everyone related to each other. It has a sort of idyllic sense of an old isolated town; however, the close relations in the town come out of more complex and broken families than first noticed. Women are generally married young and to men that are significantly older than them. Yet they are not often “officially” married, but simply living together and under the term giving both a way out if or when desired. The woman usually stays home and the man works long hours. Along with the young marriages, women often have children starting around the age of approximately 20 years old. Most families have 2 – 4 kids and the parents seem to genuinely care for and pursue the best for their children. Unfortunately such issues of alcoholism and adultery (most commonly by the father) tend to contribute greatly to the broken families seen throughout the community. Despite the often complicated and broken families, relatives often live close together and stay connected. The grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins all live close by and take care of each other as needed. Though families are often broken, there tends to be someone that steps in to make sure everyone is taken care of. In understanding the family issues also brings up the role of gender in relationships and society.

Seen already through family relationships, this society is a male dominated society with only a few strong willed women making any changes. Men dominate the village through controlling relationships, especially exemplified in romantic and familiar relationships. The men tend to rule over the house as they do whatever they desire, while the women have to cook, clean and take care of the children. The word of the men in the community seems to stand over that of women as they hold most of the council positions. There are a few strong willed and tough women that break into this role, but they have to be pushy and unforgiving in order to do so. Overall men are forward and often objectify women in ways that women could never get away with but is culturally accepted. This can be seen through comments of strangers working on the street or even neighbors. In response to this culturally accepted mentality, women often seem to encourage it through dressing in tight fitting and provocative clothing. Young girls in their mid-teens are often forced to grow up quickly as the opportunities and men present themselves in a forward manner to the girls. At the age of 16 girls can be “married” to a man twice their age, forcing her to become the culturally normal housewife, cooking and cleaning and pleasing her husband. On the other hand, as men often marry much younger women they can live as an immature boy until they desire otherwise. As much of this is culturally accepted, men and women living differently are often the exception. Even with a woman president recently elected, the male dominated country and this community are maybe masking the deeper cultural issues that still stand.

Within the house and community men dominate the power structures and beyond men is wealth. The main influence in and decisions about this community seem to all be based around the rich male landowners. They are the ones that employ most of the community and therefore hold influence in their individual lives. The landowners seem to have influence one way or another in every council in the village along with the bigger decisions that come from higher up in the government. Most of the councils are dominated by men in the community with either wealth or historical influence, whether through family ties or ties to wealth. There are certainly exceptions with women and those with seemingly less money and ties, but these exceptions seem to be the outspoken bold individuals in the community. Throughout these power structures, corruption and conflict appears common both locally and nationally. Most are never directly addressed though they are common knowledge possibly due to the non-confrontational attitude of most Costa Ricans. Whether in the house, the business or the local government there always seems to be a clear individual or group dominating, if it’s talked about or not.

Understanding a culture takes time, observation and experience. Though I have some of that I recognize that I have plenty more to learn about the customs and individuals in this community in which I live. Some cultural issues seem positive and some seem negative, but within all of them there is a history and an attitude that goes far beyond my own experiences. It is also so much easier to analyze a culture other than the one in which you were brought up. I see that and only hope that this is a way for both me and you to understand another context and then turn it around to analyze our own.

Monday, November 23, 2009

The Packing Process



This whole process of packing for 3 years is really not easy. I should be eliminating things, but somehow instead I seem to be buying a bunch of things. I'm so random. So the things I bought for moving to Costa Rica: Chacos, a headlamp, a new CamelBak, "Redeeming Love", the new TOMS shoes Botas, and a case for my iPod. Yet of course there seems to be more I need (or I guess want) like a good fleece and a quality but compact iPod dock. Oh and movies and music too. But through looking for all of this, buying some, and searching for the big Black Friday deals really makes me glad that I won't really have anywhere to shop or much need to for the next few years. I see things or great deals and then I somehow start to think I need them. This whole materialistic US culture (and time of year) easily distract me.
Anyway...back to packing: I'm trying to split up all my stuff into 3 groups.
  1) Stuff I'm bringing with me
  2) Things to get rid of
  3) The few things I should save
Going through all my stuff thinking this way, definitely makes me think what really matters and honestly how frivolous most of the stuff we have (or at least I have) is. Definitely makes me think a lot...


Well I fly out December 1st, so there's a lot to do and more importantly a lot of people to see :)