Monday, September 22, 2008

A cute/funny mini-essay I wrote for one of my classes here

El despertador

Si hubiera sonado mi despertador, habría terminado mi ensayo. Habría escrito un ensayo tan brillante, tan profundo, de la cosmovisión prehispánica en Mesoamérica que a Eva le haría llorar. Habríamos publicado el ensayo en las paredes de Academia Falcón, y después, cuando todos los alumnos de Academia Falcón lloraran, habríamos ido a la Universidad de Guanajuato, en donde yo defendería mi tesis en frente de los académicos más respetados de México. Ellos, llorando con emoción también, me habrían llevado en sus brazos al Pípila, donde yo habría proclamado la verdad del quincunce en voz alta, para que toda la ciudad, todo México, la oyera. Yo habría sido una heroína. Pero, como no sonó el despertador, ninguna de estas cosas va a pasar. Soy la vergüenza de Academia Falcón. Voy a salir con la cabeza baja.

change of plans

So, I'm going to be back in Austin starting this Thursday. I'll be there for at least a couple of weeks, perhaps longer, I haven't decided yet.

One of my best friends in the whole world was diagnosed with cancer last week, and I want to be with this friend while they're getting ready to start chemo, starting chemo, if not longer. The doctors think everything will be ok in about six months; the cancer is in an intermediate, not advanced stage. But, you know, chemo is not fun. And what are best friends for?

Many of you have already sent well wishes and virtual hugs; thank you so much. I have never been through anything like this with any of my closest loved ones before, and I really appreciate your support.

See you soon. Perhaps sooner than I expected...?

More photos


As promised. Just click the photo. Hope you enjoy these!

I have discovered Skype

My user name is nataliemgoodnow.

I've got unlimited calls to the States - landlines and cell phones, so now I can call you too! Or, if you have Skype, we both talk for free, of course.

Why did I not know about this before??

I think I thought I would have to buy an expensive webcam or something... but all you really need is a microphone and headphones... not nearly as complicated as I thought.

At any rate, feel free to Skype me. And I just may be Skype-ing you one of these days.

Saturday, September 20, 2008

Do you know any buena gente in Monterrey?

Do any of you bloggers know some buena gente in Monterrey?

Let me know!

I will explain why later, I promise.

Thanks,
Natalie

Sunday, September 7, 2008

New cell phone number - call me!

I bought a cell phone here in Guanajuato! So I have my very own GTO number now. It is:

473-738-75-88


To call from the US, you would dial:

011-52-473-75-88

011 is the prefix for all international calls, and 52 is Mexico's country code.


Aaaaaaaaaaand the very best part: my incoming calls are free, even from the states! It's hard for me to call you, but if you get a calling card, it might be very easy for you to call me!

One week in...

Well, I made it, I'm doing well, I'm settling in.

My mood has been up and down and all over the place, which is probably to be expected. I've felt intensely happy, extremely guilty, delightfully busy, simply carefree, unbelievably worried, horribly lonely, unbearably excited... sometimes all in one day. At some point, the ups and downs will become less severe, more level, I know. Until then, I'm doing my best to enjoy riding the waves, both the swells and the crashes.

What have I been up to?

I started classes at Academia Falcon, a private tutorial to review tricky grammar points, and Pre-Hispanic Art. My mind is spinning from what I learned in just a short week in my art history class... I don't feel ready to write about it now. For now, a quick preview: el quinque.

Next week, I'll be in a writing workshop, and also taking classes in Mexican history and music. Haha, I got a tutorial last night, from one of the brothers in the family with whom I'm staying, on Mexican music. We'll see what Falcon can add!

Something new: I've decided to teach English classes at Academia Falcon as well. The school was in desperate need of teachers for their Saturday classes, and I was in need of a little cash, and so, I taught my first English class yesterday! The pay isn't much, by American standards, though Falcon's English teachers are also compensated with the opportunity to earn free Spanish classes as well; so, all in all, a good deal for everyone. Not to mention that the class could be a good way to meet people, and a way to gain teaching experience that I'm sure will serve me in the future, of course.

Something else new: I met some volunteers working with a group called Centro Las Libres, a sexual health information provider, working to advance and defend reproductive rights in Mexico. However, they do much more than that, offering workshops to rural communities around Guanajuato in whatever subject or technique the community members want or need to learn. One of their newer projects is a series of classes for the children of the women who come to Las Libres' workshops, because of course they bring their children with them. One of the volunteers is hoping to teach about subjects such as self-esteem, cooperation, friendship, and family through the arts. She doesn't have teaching experience, and when she heard about my work with Theatre Action Project and the Teen Arts Puentes Project, I was soon roped into helping to lesson plan and teach. I'll be heading out to San Jose de la Luz with her on Tuesday afternoon, to meet some 6- to 8-year old boys, and play theatre games with them! I'm excited to see more of this area, and to see a side of Mexico that I most likely wouldn't as only a tourist/student. I'm also happy to have found a group of people with similar interests and values as mine; sitting in Las Libres' office, I felt at home.

I've made some plans for October; at the end of this month, I'll move from the house where I'm living now to a hostel: Casa Mexicana. This will be a bit cheaper, and I'll be closer to the center of town, which will make my life easier during the Cervantino festival. I'm hoping to soak up as much as I possibly can!

I also bought my tickets to several Cervantino events: Noche de Campeche, The Aluminum Show, La Orestiada, Poema silencioso, Manon Lescaut, and Makossa and Megablast - Instituto Mexicano del Sonido. Holding my tickets in my hand, and seeing that I was really going to see ballet folklorico from Capeche, an Israeli modern dance troupe, the Theater Berlin, Japanese puppets, the opera, and one of my favorite DJs, all in a matter of weeks, I couldn't help but feel truly blessed.

My plans for November are still nebulous. I'm hoping to get things a bit more figured out this week, sort out what I can afford, what is safe, fun, do-able. But, more or less, it's looking as if Guanajuato will be home base, and I'll venture out from there to Oaxaca, then, a few weeks later, the Yucatan, and finally Monterrey on my way home. I would like to visit Chiapas as well, but I'm not sure I know anyone there... anybody reading this have any connections in Chiapas? I'd like to see Palenque!

And, with a heavy head, drooping eyelids, and tired-of-typing fingers, I head to bed. Tomorrow I start a new day, a new week. You do too! I hope you all are well. And thank you for taking the time to read this. :)

New Favorites


by Jose Chavez Morado

Click on the image above to see more! Desgraciadamente, I didn't write down all the titles of these paintings. If I get a chance to drop by the museum again, maybe I'll post the titles later?


Tuesday, September 2, 2008

First Impressions

I expected to feel culture shock. That is what I experienced in Peru, in Cuzco. I figured I’d be somehow able to handle it better, from having somehow survived before, but I anticipated a shock nonetheless.

Thus far, I’ve been shocked by how not shocked I feel. Guanajuato feels, to me, as if other places I have known were spun in a blender and then handed back to me.

For a high-quality GTO shake, mix:

one part Cuzco
for mountains, a la Andes, although not quite so high this time, as my lungs, my face, my skin can tell
don't take unmarked taxis
settle your fare before you get in
I wonder if my olive skin will camouflage me here, today, with this person, this time.
Does my skin speak louder than my clothes, my attitude, my accent?
¿De dónde eres?
and don't drink the water
el papel en la basura, por favor
not all the toilets flush
stray dogs in the street
stray tourists too
I am privileged. I am reminded. I know.
Cultural imperialism
What should I do?
Radio Shack
next to
street vendors
el mercado
masks
puppets
fiesta
la misa
el sincretismo
el serpiente
esta interrelaci
ón entre la naturaleza y la humanidad
I take my notes in Spanish now.
I am a student now.

One part San Anto
for portraits of Frida Kahlo
hot and bright, glowing, sweet hues
a kaleidoscope of color spilled across a ceramic frog
these flowers painted on the tile
ni modo
¿Mande?
¡Si se puede!
murales
Blockbuster
taquer
ías
tortillas
¡El pueblo unido jamás será
vencido!
frijoles
hot
cheetos
lim
ón
dos xx
negro modelo
chelada
diabetes
aguacate
guacamole
wireless internet
salsa:
the spicy stuff and the dance
esa mujer con su mantilla
con su rebozo
ese hombre con su cowboy hat, sus jeans bien pegadas
Converse
the mall
ipod
iphone
Spanglish
nopal
maguey - with yellow stripes here
la misa
I am oppressor and oppressed.

One part Austin
for the students who come and go
chacos
birkenstocks
locks
hippies
coffee shops
wireless internet
a festival
frogs
yoga
joyas in the street
hand-made
"y t
ú vendrás, marchando junto a mí"
bougainvillea
muntu
ubuntu

Then sprinkle on top
tunnels
mining legends, lore, and pain
¿mmmm hmmmm?
and much more that I have yet to see, taste, feel
that I have yet to see
is not merely sprinkled on top,
but rather
vital parts
of a living,
breathing
organism.

as deliciously mixed up as I am.



P.S. Please forgive the strange formatting. I tried to fix it, but it doesn't seem to want to be fixed!