A Weekly Journal Chronicling My Life
As It Intersects With The Garbage Dump Community Near La Ceiba, Honduras

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Well How About This...

As luck (or misfortune, however you may choose to view it) would have it, I missed the afternoon bus to San Pedro Sula which is the first leg of my journey to Belize. Don't worry though I can still get there it just means I have to catch the 7:00 pm bus. This of course means that I have an overabundance of time to blog and in that I haven't done that in a week (yesterday doesn't really count) I figured I ought.
So here goes, the first on my list is our field trip to the local university. Some of you remembercons out there may recall that last October we took a similar field trip at the behest of one of the members of my church who also teaches there. Well, she set something up again this year, invited 20 of my rowdiest boys and cooked them a lunch that couldn't be beat. Daisy, that's the Mennonite/College Prof., teaches gym and so the day was spent playing soccer...which I suppose we could have done just as well in Laureles but hey, it's all about the roadtrip. In that there was no school that day, after our time at the university ended, we decided to swing by one of our favorite swimming holes for a quick dip. Ok, really, not much of this is terribly profound...but the pictures are nice which has to count for something.

loaded up in the truck and ready to go...i especially like jimy and his fixation with his pretend cell phone

a little practice before the trip


oder leaping for a catch

abel and anuar


oder and tavito

running for the shade

some after-the-fact calisthenics

some more

pato opted to guard the soda

On to a new topic; a quick thought really. I was hanging out with Sergio the other day and we decided to stop off at one of our favorite cafes to take some coffee and avoid the sun. The cafe is is also a bit of a reading room and caters to backpacker, hippie types and so is overflowing with bad books and almost equally bad art. Books and paintings are simply piled up everywhere you turn and they don't leave much room for the actual sitting down and enjoyment of cafe. While waiting for our coffee, Sergio picked up one of the countless racy romance novels that are there for mere aesthetic and which will almost certainly never be read and remarked "How ugly it is to pick up a really thick book (all romance novels seem to be absurdly thick by the by) and have it weigh nothing in your hands." I thought about it for a minute and then quickly agreed with him - it seems to me that thick books that weigh nothing almost certainly have nothing to offer, they are in essence nothing, just a lot of air and empty words. We're not supposed to judge a book by it's cover but maybe we should start judging them by their weight. That's all I've got. Peace.

Monday, October 25, 2010

Why The Long Pause?

Lot's of reasons I suppose - I have a lot of great posts in the chute but just haven't had time to get them up; I barely have the time this evening to post this. What's more, tomorrow afternoon I'm headed out to Belize for EMM's Central America Retreat and won't be back til Saturday. Hopefully I'll be able to post tomorrow but if not I'll see you next Monday.

Monday, October 18, 2010

Rain, Rain & More Rain

It's been raining here now for almost 2 weeks straight now and it's beginning to make life a little, well, wet. We're not even into full-on rainy season yet...remember my shot from last January? Anyway, I thought to give you a taste of what life in Laureles has been like lo' these rainy, dreary days.
a rain-soaked shot of the bridge between pizzaty and la ceiba-proper

betty from peace & justice showed up last week rounded up 30 kids and set them to work digging holes. we weren't really sure what for, we thought she might just like ordering children into work teams and having them dig holes in the middle of downpours but it turns out...

she had gotten la ceiba to donate some trees to plant around the building we use

the director of the municipal greenhouse came out and showed the kids how to plant trees...in the middle of a monsoon

looking on with interest

bayron dug right in

osmin taking charge

eduar enjoyed the easy job of distributing plants

in the front we planted ginger...which might offset the newly installed landfill right next door. i really have to blog on that tomorrow.

michelle and company opted for something completely different and decided to stay dry

if the juice from the garabge trucks doesn't kill them first these trees will eventually offer much needed shade to the building

salvador caring for a newly installed tree

afterwards i went to pancha's to beg some lunch and sit with jalmar for a little bit (he broke his ankle). I ended up staying most of the afternoon and decided to get some shots of the rainstorm. this then is their water-collection system.

the chickens trying to stay warm and dry in the presence of cuba the pig...they really named him cuba.

ok this is more appropriate for tomorrow's post...just keep this image in the back of you mind.

this one too

this one too...i'm really beginning to dislike him

in stark contrast this lovable old bat is maura and she just makes me laugh every time i see her.

and little old me, also trying to stay warm and dry despite my lack of a pig named cuba.

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Today: Chamu Turns 13

Many of you have become well acquainted with Chamu, either through meeting him in person and watching his amazing soccer skills at work or through reading him about. Last year at this time I wrote about Chamu and the sad scene that was his birthday, a lot has changed since then. Chamu's still quiet and reserved, especially if I ask for his opinion or focus my attention on him but he's also much more chatty and joking with me and as long as I don't get too serious with him he doesn't clam up...it's not ideal I know but life is a process and he's come a long way since not even being able to verbally respond to salutations. Yesterday Chamu turned 13 and we celebrated as we always do - I gathered a few friends who I knew are close to him and went through the litany. Chamu almost cried not a few times, I could see it in his eyes, he was doing everything he could to hold it in...and he did, he maintained his composure and at the end of everything he was smiling and joking with Chihua and Melvin. I love this kid, I would do anything for him, he means that much to me. Please pray for him, his life is very tough and there isn't much hope ahead for a better one.

not sure if he's allowed to enjoy himself

throwing caution to the wind

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

A String Of Birthdays...Up Today: Nery - 10 Years Old

little nery turned 10 today, he has to be one of the nicest, most innocent kids i've ever met. he's simply a joy to be around. i really should spend more time with him.

his grandmother buys and sells recycled scrap metal off the garbage dump, that's why it looks like we're celebrating in a steel mill.

tres leches on a slab

we're also accompanied by pitaya and his pet...thing...not really sure what family that animal belongs to. the primates? marsupials?

h.b. nery, you're a pretty cool kid.
tomorrow we celebrate the famous chamu

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Yuco Turns 15

he's one of the quieter and poorer kids here but also one of the kindest kids i know. jancarlos, also known as yuco turned 15 today and we celebrated it as we always do.

Monday, October 11, 2010


Saturdays for me, for we really, are almost spent taking a day trip somewhere with the group of kids that I'm closest with, whether it be to some remote mountain stream or the mall to take coffee and see the sights. Saturdays are our day, it's become a tradition - outing in the morning/afternoon and church then in the evening. Usually we don't travel terribly far, maybe 30 minutes outside the city but now that we have a vehicle we've been hit with a sudden urge to explore some of the more distant places that thus far have been out of reach. This past weekend, as sort of an extension of Duke's birthday celebration we piled in the car and headed of to the port town of Trujillo or Truxillo (however you prefer it), it was here that Columbus first reached on the Honduras mainland and it's because of a remark made by that erstwhile explorer that Honduras received her name. I love Trujillo because it has retained much of its older architecture and history, it is quaint and beautiful and situated on a ridge overlooking perfect Caribbean waters. What more could one ask for? The following then are just a few of the sights we took in with some borrowed photos of the town from a previous visit in 2006.
the first mennonite church in honduras was established in trujillo and they now also have a christian school.

the church entrance

looking out to the ocean...bayron, by the by, was not impressed at all with the town, he called it an ugly, ugly place.

chihua and checho taking it easy

a look towards the center of town

the old fortress

central park and the catholic church

out for a stroll

go west young columbus


duke with the ubiquitous football


carlos, cristian, duke, oder and sergio...bayron was too disappointed with the town to want to take a picture.