No se puede vivir con tanto veneno
So I have two phone interviews with those internships this week. I am actually really worried because I put down I was fluent in Spanish, and you know what...I am really not. I thought I was and then I started taking Spanish classes last week and realized that my Spanish still needs a LOT of help. So we´ll see how that goes, should I lie through my teeth and hope that two more months here will make a native out of me? What do I say?
I am pretty stressed out right now, I am just trying to juggle my life here and my (future) life in the United States and they just aren´t working together very well. Summer job, my major, summer housing, housing in the fall...plus I keep having nightmares about coming back to the U.S. Before I couldn´t wait but now I just don´t feel ready, my Spanish is not where I want it to be and I love my families here and I can´t imagine having them one day, and being in the U.S. the next.
On top of that, my interviews with the community keep getting pushed off due to rain and bus strikes so I still have no research done. I came to Quito to see my tutor today, but apparently he is in a meeting all day. I am really excited about my paper topic. It is studying generational attitudes towards reproductive health in the Indigenous community. Basically, 40 years ago women had 10 kids to help with farming and whatnot and talking about reproductive health was practically forbidden. Now many indigenous women are utilizing birth control methods, having less children, etc. So I am attempting to document a history of reproductive health practices in the community and analyze what happened to make it become so much less of a taboo. The goal is to figure out what has been effective in the past and how to make the community more open to reproductive health, especially since three of the top causes of death of Indigenous women would be preventable if they received papsmears. Neat, huh?
I have so much I could write about but I don´t really no what to say. Sorry if this entry, like most of mine, was not interesting at all. Whatever happened with Dick Cheney shooting someone in the face?
I am pretty stressed out right now, I am just trying to juggle my life here and my (future) life in the United States and they just aren´t working together very well. Summer job, my major, summer housing, housing in the fall...plus I keep having nightmares about coming back to the U.S. Before I couldn´t wait but now I just don´t feel ready, my Spanish is not where I want it to be and I love my families here and I can´t imagine having them one day, and being in the U.S. the next.
On top of that, my interviews with the community keep getting pushed off due to rain and bus strikes so I still have no research done. I came to Quito to see my tutor today, but apparently he is in a meeting all day. I am really excited about my paper topic. It is studying generational attitudes towards reproductive health in the Indigenous community. Basically, 40 years ago women had 10 kids to help with farming and whatnot and talking about reproductive health was practically forbidden. Now many indigenous women are utilizing birth control methods, having less children, etc. So I am attempting to document a history of reproductive health practices in the community and analyze what happened to make it become so much less of a taboo. The goal is to figure out what has been effective in the past and how to make the community more open to reproductive health, especially since three of the top causes of death of Indigenous women would be preventable if they received papsmears. Neat, huh?
I have so much I could write about but I don´t really no what to say. Sorry if this entry, like most of mine, was not interesting at all. Whatever happened with Dick Cheney shooting someone in the face?