I live in Santa Marta, a mid-sized (400,000) city on the Caribbean Coast of Colombia. It is famous for a variety of things: the oldest city in Colombia and second in South America, where Simon Bolivar died and amazing beaches Parque Tayrona, Rodadero and Taganga. I live in a neighborhood, about 15 blocks from downtown – a half a block from where my school is. I live with a family; my ‘mom’ is a pre-school teacher, ‘dad’ works for the national parks and two kids, both of whom do not live at home. It’s a nice house – two floors and a small porch – in front of a football field that constantly blows dust into our faces.
The wind is very strong currently and the temperature is at about 5 degrees above comfortable.
In school, I work with 8 English teachers in two cycles – there are three school days for students, morning, afternoon and then night classes, and I work with the morning and afternoon teachers. There are varying levels of English proficiency – obviously with this most obvious in pronunciation and speaking abilities. For the past month, I have been observing classes of 6th-11th grade in the morning and afternoon (school ends at 11th grade.) It has been intermittently broken up by teacher labour issues, the Ministry/District of Education is a bit disorganized so still resolving those issues even though school started the last week of January. Also my school is resolving some of their issues due to a dramatic change in administration (principal/secretaries etc…)
In my free time, I have been to the beach a couple times, going out with my host sister’s friends, and teachers – seeing a bit of the other volunteers, there are 7 in Santa Marta and seeing more movies then I have for the past two and a half years (sadly this is true on both points, I saw maybe like three movies in the past two years and yes, I’ve seen three movies in the past month.
Another note – though no one in Colombia can explain their postal system and how their mail arrives to their house if it is sent from the US Postal Service, things have arrive in twenty days so that’s exciting. I still don’t know how I can send things back…without using DHL or a package service, which cost about $7 for a postcard, so don’t expect anything soon.
Overall – everything is just peachy and I am starting to teach with the sixth grade next week!!!
Miss you and come and visit – Marcy
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