anniversario de la casa alianza

monday... was the 21st birthday of casa alianza... meaning all kiddos were having a performance... i.e. ... dance, sing.... or both... all dressed really chick and happy that people from the outside all came to visit them. Therefore we cleaned the house and distributed food inside. So when it finally started some kids were dancing punta, breakdance, hip hop and of course not to forget reaggeton... the favourite kind of music... sometimes really monotonous but simply heaps of fun...so... and after the main act.... the dancefloor was open to all ....and so fede and I ... thought.... lets show the kiddos how we do it in europe... hehe... i was dancing with a 12 year old.... he came up to my cheast... but still... this boy could move his hibs like no other.. hehe.... really cute... and an incredible experience.

Feria Internacional

saturday was the feria international from icye... it exactly took place in the Pedagogica, Tegucigalpa.
The basic idea of this feria is that all the differnet from people learn all the different customs, cultures and lifestiles that are in this world... in this case, that participate in this program. There were people from Taiwan, Germany, Sweden, Iceland, Switzerland, Austria, Hungary, Italy and Honduras of course. So we had to present our country and food specialities, food, culture and music.... of course... as i was partying the day before ... i could hardly make it to the feria ... and of course.... well was not capable of preparing the pogacsa that i was supposed to make....
so my excuse for the day was... the dog has eaten it, just in case anyone asks.... hehe
after the feria was over, we decided that once the opportunity is available we all should go out together... and this is what we did....
almost all ... about 20 people...went out together... danced till 2 ... then the bar obviously closed, for the stupid honduran laws.... hehe.. but the after party... was a electro party on the way to santa lucia... that s a town 20 km from tegucigalpa.... and were dancing till the dawn ... outside.... watching the sun come out and having a last beer ... seriously... i felt like in a movie... only the music was much better.... yeaaaaaaaaaaaaah

a weekend full of pleasure and joy

another week is over... and i still hold my breath and enjoy every moment of my newly started life....friday we went to celebrate julios birthday.... thats charlottes boyfriend... went to a quite chick club.... called la Grotta... haha... all kinds of music.. but I swear... people could dance like crazy.. i was a real pleasure... and furthermore there was a friend of julios .. his name is isaak.... awesome dancer.... didnt wanna stop ... but the bar closed... at 2... snief snief....

saturday was the feria international from icye...

monday, birthday of casa alianza...

work impressions

so, i finally I started to work in my fixed job. I give english and computer courses to the little kiddos and play with them and talk to them about their problems. the are so greatful. Seriously, and once they can pronounce a phrase correctly, they look me into the eyes, so greatfully and happy that i could without hesitation start to cry.
one very moving moment was when a guy, his name is orly, 16 told me his story. His mother died of AIDS when he was 6 and his father was a drug junkie and drug trafficant and was killed in mexico when he was 9. No mother, no brother, no father. None with 8. Then he got caught by the INFA, they are responsible for kids under 12, and there he got abused, hit and he even showed me his scars. Incredible. And today when I walked into the Residence, he came running to me, hugged me and said> Lucia, eres mi educadora preferida de Casa Alianza. meaning .. lucia you re my favourite educator from casa alianza. so cute... seriously... all of them have their own destinies... and their destinies where everything but easy and still, they are filled with hope and love at the same time. Incredible these kids.
Yesterday, we started to prepare the anniversary of the CASA Alianza and most of the kids trained a preformance for dance, singing and some of them are little artists, who really know how to paint. They will have an exposition... acutally its open house... where people from the streets can enter.. .and observe how we work and how everything works. So while we were preparing some of the boys, .... they are garifunas, meaning from the north coast... mostly africans... so 2 boys started to play the bongos and the rest of us, we were standing in a circle, watching and one after one, they went to the center of the cirlce and started to dance punta.... this is the traditional dance of the garifunas, which looks awesome... seriously... moving their entire bodies.. extremly awesome... what an experience... hoho.. hehe... yeah... nice nice nice...

so this is a little outcut of my daily life here....

work in Casa Alianza

finally started to work... incredible and shocking at the same time the first day i worked in the casa alianza with over 120 street kids.... we painted, ate together, played and told them stories about the snow in europe... they were all so excited and asked what it feels like to touch the snow, whether it is cold or warm and what it feels like to snowboard... hehe... most of them didnt know though were Europe is... and if they knew were europe is, they confused Hungary with Urkaine, Uganda and stuff like this... but they are cute... most of them told me without hestiation their story from the street, for how long they have been in the Casa and what their plans are for future... sometimes i even forgot that these kids used to live on the streets and that they were lured to the Casa Alianza. You simply forget if you think that they are still capable of laughing even though the parents abandoned them, they lived on the street and most of them stole from people in Tegucigalpa. Still there is hope for them and it seriously, in a very cheesy way makes me happy to be able to help this kids to make it through the day. Today was more challening. I worked on the Street. We say, trabajo en la Calle. 2 Educator, Alvin and Evelyn, and me we went to the street to look for street children under 18 that might be willing to come with us to Casa Alianza, where they can receive food, medical care, education and other kids that have been through the same like them but believe that there is more than drugs and stealing on the street. One of the street groups that we have found were in a part of town called Atomica in Comayaguila. Approximately 20 children were sleeping on the street but in stead of blankets they used old paper boxes, dogs with flees sleeping next to them and the entire corner smelling like urin and trash. When we arrived some of the kids were about to wake up. So we talked to them about other options. But most of them were begging us for money to buy more drugs. Of course we didnt give it to them. But while we were talking I was shocked about the way they looked at me. This time I didnt feel threatened ... thats not it.. it how they looked.... their eyes were glazed, hopeless, gigantic pupils and further more most of them had bruises on their faces and arms from previous fights. Almost all of the kids weighted under 45 kg. they have AIDS and of course instead of eating they use drugs to reach again a certain status of delirium to forget it all. They were basically are really nice to us because we didnt want to do any harm but help. With others we play on the street and organise activities to lure them into Casa Alianza.

Today was a little bit different. I worked in Reintegracion Familiar.... means we help street children to get in touch with their partents again, supervise them, give them advise how to do it and why? Preventive talks are not unusal either.So Neilly a Educator, Federica and I got onto the bus direction Ciudad Espana. This is approximately 2 hours from Tegus away to a small little town of maybe 5000 inhabitants, unfortunately there is no possiblity in this urban area to work thats why the criminality rate is extremely high. We visited 4 different families all living simliar to houses but the things that covered the roof was thin metal, the windows were plastic cover and the families were in no case smaller than parents and min 6 children from the age of 0 to approximately 18 years.But the one girl that was 15 was 8 months pregnant, she was HIV positiv. In between the house chicken were running around and all over the Cidudad Espana there were cows, horses and donkeys. MOst of the children used to live in casa Alianza because their parents couldnt support them anylonger. For lunch we went to the only bistro in the city and ate enpanadas, pupudas and tacos. Really delicious, i cant complain about the food and a street child joined us. First i thought that i have to ignore him but i simply couldnt ... so fede and I gave him some food because why should we enjoy delicious food while he cant. His name was Jose and was 8 years old. 5 other siblings, thats all we know. He thanked us and wished us a nice day. The landscape on the way of travelling was breathtaking. But most of the area was destroyed by the hurricane mitch that devasted the entire country in 1998. On for example one of the hills there was a cemitary for all those who died from the hurricane.

Querubines is a home for girls from 12 to 18 .... girls who have been sexually abused, were forced to prostitution by their parents or have been violated in any other way. This home gives girls with these backgrounds the possiblity to rehabilitate and find other perspectives in live.27 destinies have moved my life today. I met various types of girls, from calm to outgoing, from laughing to crying. Dailyn for example, 16 since a month, got married when she was 15 to a 47 year old North American guy named Frank. Most probablly he payed the partens of Dailyn to give her free to marriage, because other than that why would the law allow this marrige. She seemed in love but as we all know from new in the newspaper, this could be called the Stockholm syndrom as well. Another girl, Maria 14 years old, was raped by her father and is pregnant now. And as the Honduresian law doesnt allow abortion, she has to carry her son which could be her brother too. Meilyn, 10 years old, was raped by her step father, with her mother knowing.... These are just some of the small inocent destinies that have moved my life today.Incredible of how girls with this background can possibly survive another day ... and another day... and another.... and another...

first impressions from Honduras

i finally arrived in honduras after only 40 hours of travel... was seriously one of the most exhausting travels that i have ever been through... on the way from guatemala i thought that i ll die because the airplane had a lot of turbulences... anyhow.. i did finally arrive in my new home... *which is by the way gigantic* The family that i live with has a father *jeweller* called allan, a mother*lawyer* called gladdys, a daughter called charlotte*industrial engineer* (she stayed in germany for a year so there is hope for me in case i dont understand anything( hehe .. and finally allan the brother who apparently is only a cousin who is a student and 20... didnt get to meet him though.... the house i live in, is a palace... it is seriously gigantic. on the one side of the house there are no windows only terraces.. seriously i feel like in a movie...yeah.... the garden is less beautiful but funnily enough they grow corn there.... the honduresian accent is much nicer than the mexican one or the guatemalan accent.. probally because they speak slower and clearer... nevertheless... i finally did arrive in my new home.. and i think i like it...*yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah*