…there
are two happy villages. We began loading the truck at 8:45am and by 10:00am
arrived at our first stop - Tùcume Viejo. Waiting for us were 290 students and faculty.
There
had obviously been a lot of preparation for this day. Each class, beginning
with the third grade approached the school yard in formation carrying signs. After
everyone was assembled speeches were made, thanks were given, and we were
treated to an excellent Marinera performance by two students.
The
school director Andres was pleased with the cooking equipment; his staff
appreciated the whiteboards, storage shelves and educational material. The
students were playing with the soccer and volleyballs while we were digging
into to a very good dish of ceviche prior to leaving.
Our
welcome at the Payesa kinder was much more subdued. Nothing had been
orchestrated other than three women holding a sign. There were no formalities at
all, which is something we appreciated. I think that the teacher Gloria Damian
was skeptical about the promised donations up until the time we began
unloading. As each item was brought in she visibly relaxed until a broad smile
appeared on her face. She remarked that finally the students were sitting in
their own chairs at their own tables…no more borrowing. She said that village
men would mount the whiteboard and assemble the shelves this weekend. We also
gave her a bag of used clothing that had been accumulated by Promesa Peru
member Herlinda.
Before
we left, Gloria made a brief speech of thanks, and then presented two presents to
me from the student’s parents, and I want to talk about that a bit. Payesa is
an exceptionally poor village. In my opinion, unless you’ve been to a Payesa or
similar community you don’t know what poor means. In Payesa, giving a gift may
mean an orange; a couple of eggs or a single piece of candy. I was given a bottle
of chicha (a corn beverage), and in the box was an entire cooked chicken. These
are generous gifts, and to me show more the appreciation by the villagers than
any speeches or ceremonies.
Our
final stop was at the Payesa primary school. We delivered the promised items,
got the proper documents signed and were gone 10 minutes later. I will say no
more about that, other than to comment that usually over the course of several visits we develop a rapport and ongoing friendship with a school’s director and staff. Occasionally we don’t.
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