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It hasn't been the best of weeks for me. For some reason, things are just really starting to annoy me. I'm getting really tired of living the same day OVER and OVER again. I work with the same people that I go home to at the end of the day. These are the same people that we spend our evenings, and weekends with. We go to the same bars, the same restaurants, etc. It just gets to be fairly tedious. I'm surprised actually that I've lasted 10 months before feeling this annoyed.
I'm just starting to feel really ready to come home.
Alisa and I have been talking about this a lot lately. In fact, she's gone off to Tegus with Donray this weekend, just to get away from Comayagua. The city is just so small too. There's not a lot of variety. It's not like you can go to another grocery store for a change, or go to a different movie theatre with a different group of friends.
Walter has been a nice escape from all this, although the poor guy is not treated fairly in his job so we can't truly escape Comayagua. He's been forced to work Saturday afternoons... no extra pay. He told his boss he thought this was unfair. His boss told him that he would have no job if he didn't do it. I told Walter to get a lawyer and do something about it. Problem is, his boss is rich and could afford to pay anybody off. This country is so corrupt. So after working at the centre, Walter gets to head off to work until about 5 or 6 in the evening. This prevents us from even going to Tegus for a night. His boss has also promised to help build a new medical centre at the centre. Problem is, he made that promise 2 months ago and keeps saying "next week", making Walter look bad to Yanida (the woman who runs the centre).
He's going to ask for next Saturday off so that he and I can go to the lake for our 6 month anniversary. Walter claims it won't be a problem at first, but them somehow his boss will make him work, like calling him the morning of and telling him he has to go to work. Nice. We'll see how that goes.
Things about this country are just really starting to bother me: the corruption, not feeling completely safe walking down my own street, being heckled by nasty men in the streets, students not giving the respect you'd expect, lack of unorganization, "Honduran time" where EVERYTHING is late... so much more.
I went with Alisa to the walk in clinic earlier this week, as she wasn't feeling well. We sat in the waiting room and watched some guy carry in a lifeless body, took her to some back room, and no one seemed alarmed. No one was in a hurry to do anything. No one seemed panicked. I felt sick to my stomach. Alisa almost got up and left.
I find it disturbing that a society has become so desensitized to so many things. I can't imagine the things that they have seen in their lifetime.
In the 10 months I have been here, I have been to more funerals than I have been to in years. In the 10 months I have been here 2 people we "know" have died from natural causes, an American bar owner was shot and killed, and about 4 people we "know" have died or been hospitalized due to car accidents (one of those being a pedestrian hit by a car). These are just the people we know or are somehow connected to them through a friend or co-worker; The ballet teacher's husband, Scott's wive's brother, the guy who picked me up from the airport, Walter's friend... it's sick. I don't even want to think about how many others die in silly accidents like this daily.
I feel so blessed to have been born into a good family in a wonderful Country. I'm really feeling ready to return to it. Leaving Walter will be tough. Leaving new made friends will be tough. Leaving my students, with hopes of them having bright futures will be tough. Everything else will be easy to say goodbye to.
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Jamie
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I hear you
I know what you mean about kids not giving you the respect you deserve. Right now I'm teaching music at my old highschool because i need hours to get into teacher's college and the grade 9 class is rediculous. They don't listen, they talk back, and they are rude we even had to suspend one kid cause it tried to smack me in the face with his trumpet mouth piece and was calling me a bitch. And now that he's back its the same story except not he making sexual comments to me that are just vulgar and rude. The teacher I'm working with isn't really doing much about it either so I know whta you mean with the respect issue. I know it's frustrating. Hang in there!