Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Bisazza Tile San Diego

And goes on:)



Hello Hello, here I am again. As I announced the last time already, I have to work now begun. 've Spent the last two weeks so that project and meet the children and me to wonder in what form I could bring the best. As already mentioned, I will teach theater, music and English, but must write a program for each of the subjects, what has turned out to be not that easy. The children are quite lively but mostly and it's not rare that even one of them gets into a rage. The most difficult to work with the children, however, is to motivate them to participate. It has perhaps less to do with their difficult past than the fact that many of them currently in the middle of puberty. Nevertheless, or perhaps precisely for this reason I have them all pretty happy and it's fun to work with them. Monday and Friday I'm in a different part of the project, which is more settled in the area of prevention. Then I'm out in various slums of the city and teach younger children. This also makes it pretty fun. Many of the young have taken me very quickly and do me at the end of the lesson hardly leave out. Saturday morning I'm still the third sub-project "La Muralla soy yo!" Here, which means as much as "The wall's me." This project also plays more in the area of prevention. The emphasis is on the one hand with various stakeholders (hotels, taxi drivers, police, schools, universities, etc.) can be combined with the effort, the children get a higher level of protection. On the other hand, we also are children in their spare time. Sun assistance I shared with a student of the theater faculty of the theater class, which takes place directly on the beach. Taken together, I get it added up to a week to just over 50 hours, what one then has also quite ready to make, but it is a job for a good cause.

As I said, I work sometimes in rather poor districts ... and when I reported last time from the tourist areas and the historic center, this is it now the other side of the city of Cartagena. Two Faces of a city which could not be more different. On the one hand, the 30-story hotel towers, casinos and restaurants, bars and cafes, on the other side of corrugated iron huts, wooden huts, the homeless. Pigs, donkeys, cows, chickens, dogs and cats are all free on the dusty, pitted, unpaved Road running around. I've never in my life seen such poverty, yet people laugh, are friendly and show a vitality and energy, as they did not know many wealthy people. I must admit that I am not reluctant in this area, especially since some of them directly on the beach.

Another thing about the report I would like to have the motorcycle taxis. Probably the fastest, if not exactly the safest means of transportation in Cartagena thrilled me every time anew. The most fun on this beach, going from one end of the bay to the other and you must, the salty breeze on your face, is driven along by the sea.

So, what have I experienced anything like this ...? Last Saturday I was celebrating the first time in the city. Since I did not know anyone, I'm going alone pulled in hopes of finding somewhere port. This then has also worked quite well as my two girls expressed a flyer for a concert of their group in the hand. I got them for lack of local knowledge at once connected and am so come to the bar where the show was to take place. The troupe, consisting of four women are all Colombians but not from Spain, Argentina, Chile and Uruguay, I was then invited to the debate still several drinks and we were still together in a War Son and salsa bar anyway a fun night.

On Sunday I went to Castillio de San Felipe, an old English fortress perched on a hill in the city. Well, here it is nothing to report sooo much and I leave, I've finally hammer out time to talk the images for themselves.

That will then also have it for now.

Oh yes ... I already mention that I always appreciate comments and questions? The best always comes with NEM little whitewashing by whom the comment .... ^ ^

you soon! Hasta luego! Besos!

Marcel

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