Flying from Nicaragua to Southern Ontario in the middle of summer wasn’t exactly the respite from the heat that I was hoping for, but at least it is less humid here than it was down there when I left. July 30, I flew out of Managua at 2:30pm and was home in Waterloo just a little less than ten hours later. Amazing how you can walk into an airport in one place and walk out of another one someplace so different only a few hours later. Every time it reminds me how privileged I am as a Canadian that I am able to hop from country to country so easily when for so many people in the world, the thought of traveling such distances with such ease seems so unattainable.
People often talk about experiencing reverse culture-shock when they return home after a trip abroad, particularly to a country like Nicaragua where there is so much less in terms of material things. Personally, I don’t think I have ever really experienced this phenomenon. I think I experience more culture shock going from Waterloo to Toronto than I ever had returning home from another country. The one thing which did hit me like a slap to the face was when I bought the summer edition of The Walrus magazine from a Coles Bookstore at Conestoga Mall and somehow ended up with a new points/reward card in my wallet when I left the store. I forgot how badly people want you to buy from them; in Nicaragua stores just blast music into the street. Harder on the ears but I liked it.
I had a great time interning with the Council of Protestant Churches in Nicaragua, getting a chance to see some of the work of an organization that Presbyterians in Canada help to support through their contributions to Presbyterian World Service & Development. There were certainly slow points in my internship where there was little for me to do and I was discouraged at having gone so far to do so little. Looking back now, however, I can say that even if all of my time wasn’t completely occupied, it was an amazing experience and I learned more than I think I had realized while I was there.
The highlight of my time there was when I was asked to create and present a workshop on leadership as part of CEPAD’s micro-finance project (see post titled Community Banking, June 8). It was a chance, not only to take more of a lead role in one of their activities and to test my Spanish on a large group, for the first time, but to also get a better idea of what life is like in these communities and how the women interact with each other and with the projects that organizations bring to them. The banking project is progressing slowly at the moment and I have no idea how much the women took from that particular workshop but I am hopeful that the women get something out of the project when all is said and done.
Driving through the Departments (Provinces) of Jinotega and Matagalpa was something else which will stay with me forever. The scenery there is beautiful, especially now in the rainy season when the clouds come down so low on the mountains and into the valleys. At first glance many of the communities that I visited, or just drove past, looked very poor, and certainly many of the people there do live in poverty, yet my boss never missed an opportunity to point out that many families have their own land, a cow or a pig, a motorcycle and always that the campesinos have a great wealth of knowledge concerning farming and life in the campo. There are resources there, human and physical, and it is so important to not just ignore them because all one sees is poverty. These resources are capable of doing such wonderful things. One only needs to look at the dedication of all of the community members who volunteer so much of themselves to the work that CEPAD does with them. One of the community banks, formed by the communities of El Matazano and El Castillo, chose to name their bank ‘Trabajando para un Futuro Mejor’ (Working for a Better Future). It is this commitment and belief that things can be better, that I will take with me from this experience.
I am not sure what I will be doing next. At the moment I am back with my folks, who recently had a fantastic trip to Nicaragua of their own (coincidence?), and looking for work. So if you have/know of anything please let me know. The only thing I know for sure is that I want to keep improving my Spanish and that I would be happy going back to Nicaragua should the right opportunity present itself. For now, I would like to express my thanks to International Ministries for the opportunity to experience this internship. Thanks, also, to everyone who read my blog and shared the journey with me. If I ever write another blog you are very much invited to follow along.






























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