“We cannot even begin to imagine the emotional and physical strain that coping in the aftermath of a natural disaster has inflicted upon these humble people.” This is a quote that’s posted on the wall in the common room at PSF that sums up my experience in Pisco.
Since I have last written, I’ve been able to work on a couple different projects to see how the earthquake has effected various families and communities in and around Pisco.
I mentioned before that Pisco isn’t the prettiest place. It’s dirty, sanitation is very poor and you can smell the garbage everywhere. That said, I absolutely love it here. The hands-on attitude of getting things done and seeing everyone at PSF work so hard every day to make a difference is inspiring. There are 80 volunteers from all over the world, from ages 18 to over 60. Everyone is so interesting and different but we all come together for a common purpose.
A typical day at PSF is exciting, busy and exhausting. Everyone wakes up at around 7am for breakfast. I dont have an alarm but for some reason I wake up a little before 7am naturally (either because my body is used to it or because I sleep in a room with 13 other people in bunkbeds and old hard mattresses.) Some of the walls and ceilings are tarp so the roosters or cars help to wake me up also. If you’re on the crew to make breakfast you get up at 6am to cook for everyone which is actually a very fun way to start the day. Then we have morning meeting which is hard to explain. It can be intimidating, inspiring, fun, frustrating, positive or negative. It’s always different but the same. You can always count on there being a lot of swears and reminders why we are here. The two most common things you hear are “F***ing Bueno” and “Para los ninos.” Project leaders explain what needs to be done that day and how many people are needed. Then someone reads off each project (usually there are around 10) and people shout out their name to hopefully get put on the board for the project they want. Morning meeting ends with a yell ranging from “Do it para los ninos” to ” Get the F*** to work!!” We work from 9am to 5pm and if you get back in time, you fight for a quick cold shower before dinner at 6pm. After dinner sometimes I have spanish class or someone puts on a fundraiser to raise money for a project. We’ve had bellydancing and salsa classes, learning how to make a walet out of a milk carton, trivia night, etc. After that, everyone sits around a bonfire with a beer and a piece of cake from “cake lady” down the street. I love that woman. Usually everyone goes to bed by midnight to do the whole thing over again.
What I love about volunteering at Pisco Sin Fronteras is that the majority of things I’ve done so far, I had no idea I was even capable to doing. Working with an organization focused on reconstruction, it’s amazing how much peole know about tools, and building and how willing everyone is to show you what to do or teach you their technique. I’ve learned how to mix cement in a mixer, but also in a pile in the road with a shovel for hours. I’ve learned how to lay bricks, dig a correct trench, make an earth bench out of tires and use power tools. The circular saw is probably my new best friend. One morning I cut 100 pieces of wood to size, and wanted more (until i cut through a nest of massive flying beetles by accident). I also worked with two other people to build lockers out of scrap wood. I did not anticipate how big of a project that would be. We had to plan it, find wood, break it apart, take out nails, cut it to different sizes and make sure every locker was supported and could open and lock. I felt very handy by the end. It’s an amazing feeling to know that none of the wood you find is the correct size but with a few plans and marks, you can just go cut it and in a few seconds you have something you can build with. I also learned how to use an angular saw to cut through uneven cement. I probably had dirt in my lungs for two days but it was so frickin cool, it was worth it.
The whole reason why I find all the construction stuff so amazing is because i’ve been able to see things being built for people who really need it. The concept of giving free materials and labor to a family or community is incredbile. Even though I have a lot to learn, instead of asking someone to “cut this” or “move this” I feel like I can contribute. There’s no “man’s job” here. Things that I might have never had the opporutnity or desire to do, I’ve learned and can actually help build something to last.
I’ve been lucky enough to work on a couple different community projects. I laid bricks and mixed cement for a community center and worked on a huge project to build a park for another nieghborhood. Both are needed for multiple reasons and it’s been amazing to see the progress. A special thing about working on these projects is that the community loves to come and help whenever they can. We hosted a huge BBQ at the park one afternoon and it was incredible to see how many kids came that will benefit from a safe place to play. I had the chance to have some amazing conversations with people in the community.
One particular conversation with a 14 year old girl really stood out. We talked forever about everything from music to school to boys. Her dad left her family when she was born and she takes care of her sick mom. Her only brother lives in Lima to try to make enough money to support them. She talked a lot about how much she loves to read and learn but how her teachers at her school are bad and she can’t afford books to read. We talked about her dreams to continue school to become a writer and to learn English but she explained she will never have enough money and she needs to take care of her mom. This isn’t a rare situation for children in Pisco.
I’ve also made friends with a lot of young mothers. Each one of them is so beautiful and strong. I had the chance to tutor a mother and daughter in english after dinner one night. The mother was only 24 years old and her daughter was 12. Sex Education, pregnancy prevention and aid for teen moms is badly needed and i’m glad that along with domestic violence, it is included in the community development proposal for where this orgaization will look to go in the next few years.
I also celebrated my 22nd birthday here in Pisco. I know some of you were asking if i had forgotten it again like when i was in Ecuador for my 19th but I DID remember it and it was fantastic. I helped cook dinner for the 80 volunteers. We made empanadas that looked more like samosas but tasted amazing. After an exciting Trivia Night, i was surprised with a huge chocolate cake (they know me so well already) made by ”Cake Lady”. I taught a couple people how to drink a beer upside down in a handstand and then a dare evolved for some people to shave their heads. The boys shaved mohawks and some girls shaved a strip of hair just above one ear. I don’t know if it’s because dares are taken seriously at PSF or if it was because “all of the cool kids were doing it” but i thought if there was any time in my life that I would shave my head, it would be now. I can picture my dad shaking his head and my mom asking “Why?” but I hope if there’s one thing you remember about this blog, this won’t be it. It’s just a couple inches shaved off and I actually kinda love it. It’s impossible to see with my hair down and barely noticeble when it’s up but it was an exciting moment that I don’t regret. Atleast I didn’t jump off any bridges for a thrill again! It was definitely a memorable birthday in Pisco.
For the weekend, the Operation Groundswell group took over an hour bus ride to a movie theatre in Ica. We saw “Que Pasa Ayer II” (The Hangover II). It was a fun night out. The next morning I went surfing at the beach in Pisco and then we went paintballing in the afternoon. It was an awesome weekend that ended with food poisoning.
After a miserable 24 hours, I had a wake up call when I signed up for a new project on a house for a man named Juan. He was an older man with a horrible intestinal problem. He slept in a room with tarps and blankets for walls. He didn’t have a bathroom and his kitchen was a fire pit that his dog liked to lay on. Most of his house was outside, without a roof and bad foundations. Every breath i took in was filled with dirt and I couldn’t believe he lived like this, especially in his condition. He collected anything he could find, so that he could sell it. The original plan was to give Juan a nice new house but after finding out that he didn’t own his property, the plans were changed. There is too much of a risk for the government to force them to leave, to put so much time and money into such a project. It was really hard to accept that we couldn’t do everything we wanted for Juan and it was even harder to tell him but he assured us that anything we could do he was thankful for. This is one project I really wish I could have worked on from start to finish but after a few days, our time at PSF was over..
It was very bittersweet to leave. A couple weeks went by so fast and I wasn’t ready to say goodbye. The Operation Groundswell crew was leaving for Cusco to do a 5 day trek to Machu Picchu. The original plan was to travel around Peru and possibly head to the jungle for 10 days after the trek. It was an easy decision to come back to PSF. After an amazing week in Cusco, I’m back here now and I know it won’t be long enough again but it’s great to be somewhere that feels so much like home.
More about a thrilling trek and PSF projects to come.
I’ll close with another quote from the common room wall:
“Bite off more than you can chew, then chew it.”
Megan