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U.S.-Mexico Border: Hard Realities

Welcoming in Mexico

When we arrived in Mexico, we were warmly welcomed by Mark and Joca, the leaders of Frontera de Cristo. In our welcoming, we were taken to the American side of the border where we were able to see the wall in person. Many discussions about the wall circulate in the United States and are often labeled as something political, but during our time in Mexico Frontera de Cristo did a brilliant job at making it clear that the wall is a human problem that needs attention. 

-Nia Boyd

Realities of the Desert

It can cost 10,000 dollars to guide people across the border. It depends on where people want to cross, due to the terrain, ownership of the land, and the power of organized crime, but many have lost their lives trying to cross into the United States irregularly. This is due to dehydration and not knowing the reality that lies ahead in the desert. In 2019, a woman running from violence fell during the crossing of the fence with a harness and was left hanging from the fence and passed away before anyone could help. Many stories like this exist about people who have died in their attempt to find a better life. 

-Sarah Moore


CAPSIC 

We visited a rehabilitation center and got to know more about drug and alcohol addictions in Agua Prieta. We learned that addiction affects all kinds of people ranging from children to doctors and lawyers. They informed us that a lot of them come in nearly skin and bones when they knock on the door. We were able to talk to some of the people that help the program function and they shared with us that they once struggled with addiction, and they suffered great loss from that addiction. Many lost connections to their children, their wives, and their families. They continued by saying that they help out people who come to CAPSIC because it reminds them of the importance of remaining sober, but also because they can see a lot of themselves within the people who come to the center for help. 

Migrant Trail Walk and Vigils

We were blessed with the opportunity to walk the Migrant Trail Walk. This walk was created to honor the immigrants who lost their lives trying to cross the desert. Though we only walked the first day of the 75-mile walk, we were able to grasp the importance of events like the Migrant Trail Walk. Before we started the walk, there was a ceremony where we were cleansed of any negative energy we were carrying and walked in a circle greeting each other by hand. Once we were at the front of the border, each person bearing a cross walked across the border yelling the name that their cross held. These names were the names of people who had died attempting to cross the border.   On the cross, it also had where they were from, their date of birth, and what day their remains were found. After they crossed the border, we would all yell “¡Presente!” meaning present. The part of the walk we were able to participate in was only 4.8 miles, but the end of the walk made each mile worth it. As they repeated the same process of yelling the names on the crosses they bore, there was a sense of unity and sadness that could be felt. There was something beautiful about their spirits being able to follow us where their bodies could not. 

While in Mexico, we had the opportunity to participate in another vigil. The vigil was similar to the migrant trail walk. The main difference was that we were the ones bearing the crosses this time. And we would each walk along a strip of street, next to the canal where eight immigrants lost their lives. The crosses were structured the same way; each cross had the name of the deceased, their birthday, and the day they were found. If the body wasn’t known, the cross had “Desconocido/a” or Unknown. This vigil was very impactful. It was different being able to bear someone else’s cross to honor their essence. Someone who likely would have lived had deserts not been used as a natural deterrent for irregular immigration. 

-Nia Boyd


Heading Home

There is no way to capture all the learning that happened during our experience over the past 3.5 weeks.  We laughed, cried, bounced along bumpy roads, walked until our legs hurt, and met so many people who are committed to humanizing every person they encounter.  We were told over and over that each person has a story, often one of violence and threat of life which is hard to imagine for many of us.

We witnessed so many people working in education, health care, shelters, community centers and churches who care deeply about those who walk miles through the desert hoping for some relief from the economic, political and real threats of organized crime.  There are no easy answers but seeing people of faith embody Christ’s call to welcome the stranger was inspiring and challenging.

In our final days we were part of a cross planting ceremony where we placed a cross to mark the spot where a young man had died crossing the border.  He probably died of dehydration after walking many miles in the desert.  As we set the cross in place we were reminded that he was someone’s son, maybe a father, a brother – beloved by many with hopes and dreams that were cut short.  Seeing his name on a cross cemented in the ground close to where his body was found was a small way to say “We remember you, Alonzo” and your life was important. 

-Deanna Durham, Intercultural Program Leader

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U.S.-Mexico Borderlands

May 23 – May 31, 2024

Hotel McCoy

Our next stop was Tucson, Arizona. While in the cactus-filled city, we stayed at Hotel McCoy. Originally, it was a motel that people struggling with drug issues used to be in and out of. However, it has been repurposed into what is now a trendy hotel. This hotel is a beautiful artistic spot for travelers who want to visit Tucson. They have a beautiful pool open from 8 am until 11 pm and events for their guests to keep them engaged. They offer complimentary breakfast with an oatmeal bar (the “longest in the world!”), and there are different art pieces throughout the entire property. They offer free bikes to ride for people who may want to venture and explore the bike paths of Tucson. It should also be known that Hotel McCoy is near a bus stop, and the buses in Tucson are free of charge so you can get most anywhere for free!

-Nia Boyd


The Sanctuary Movements

While in Tucson, we visited Southside Presbyterian Church. This church is rooted in a history of helping those who have migrated to the United States. During the Judeo-Christian era, if someone ran into a church, they were safe from persecution as God would frown upon it. These are some of the building blocks upon which many religious delegations today base their service. 

The Southside Presbyterian Church used this Judeo-Christian concept when it was applied to people fleeing from violence in their country. This marked the beginning of the Sanctuary Movement in Tucson, Arizona in the late 1970s. This movement emerged in response to people fleeing from countries where they were experiencing war, death threats, violence, torture, and economic instability.  In the 1970s and 1980s, most people fled El Salvador, Mexico, and Guatemala seeking sanctuary in The United States and Canada. In the Sanctuary movement, church leaders aimed to help immigrants who had made it across borders. They provided migrants with a space to stay, warm food, and clothing.  Many church leaders ended up facing accusations in court, becoming felons as they were simultaneously pastors. They were said to be aiding and abetting criminals because of the services they had provided to immigrants. 

When Archbishop Óscar Romero was assassinated marking the start of a civil war in El Salvador, many Salvadorians tried to flee and seek sanctuary in America. However, the U.S. government was supporting the government and military in El Salvador, so many Salvadoreans trying to leave were denied entrance or consideration for asylum in the U.S.A. Southside Presbyterian congregants saw the impact of our government turning away so many people who were suffering. Because their homes were no longer safe, many immigrants tried to cross the border irregularly through natural deterrents, such as mountains or deserts, to reach the United States. This resulted in many people dying in their attempt to make it to America. At Southside Presbyterian church, you will find a memorial with rocks that hold the names of immigrants who died on their journey. 

The sanctuary movement quieted at the end of the civil wars in Central America but recently a New Sanctuary Movement bloomed in the Mid-2000s and is ongoing. This movement started because of threats of deportation circulating in the United States. Around 2.4 million people were deported from 2000 to 2008Southside Presbyterian Church is one example of welcoming the stranger and believes every human life is made in the image of God. 

-Nia Boyd


Current places of Sanctuary in Tucson, Arizona

The group learned about two different programs that assist migrants in Tucson. Casa Alitas is a safe haven for those crossing the border now and in recent years. They aid in helping migrants find their way to their families after entering the country. According to many churches in the Tucson area, all people should be met with kindness and hospitality, as the church believes in welcoming our neighbors. Some churches find similar goals and often work together to make this happen. Community relationships are so heavily valued in the community of Tucson. One example of upholding these values is direct action for those seeking asylum who must wait until their court date, which can be scheduled in places as far as New York. There is no known duration between the arrival of migrants and their asylum court date.  Some people are released to wait with family members residing in the U.S. but others must wait for their court date in a detention center.  To many of those aware of the realities at the border, detention centers are seen as prisons. Church and non-profit programs work in the detention centers to try and help detainees. They try to raise money to pay a bond to help migrants with no criminal background get out. Also, they help families communicate with their loved ones inside these facilities. 

https://www.casaalitas.org/ 

Casa Cardo is another safe place for single mothers and their children and is supported by Shalom Mennonite Congregation of Tucson. Most women are seeking asylum and need a place to sleep and stay with their children. Shalom provides five apartments where women can stay for up to two years. They hope to create a space of healing and support. They also want to help migrant women with legal issues and assist with communicating with any loved ones. They want the women to have a place to do some self-exploration and get their future started with structure. 

-Sarah Moore 


Receiving Migrants

Douglas is a small city with lower and middle-income residents along the Mexico/US border. At one point, the immigration checkpoint was the largest in the world for crossing the border. The Chief of Police in Douglas meets and collaborates with Mark Adams, Co-Director of Frontera de Cristo, a binational Presbyterian Ministry. Mark regularly informs the police and border patrol about the need for better transportation for migrants being released from a nearby detention center into the United States at Douglas. The police station in Douglas alerts Frontera when they will be releasing asylum seekers. The number can rise and fall dramatically depending on US policy changes and migration patterns. However, at the time we were visiting, two of the main Douglas churches, Presbyterian and Luthern, that have taken the lead in providing resources for migrants, had been burnt down. During a six-month period, the Catholic church became involved and welcomed over 8,500 people who were released into Douglas. Mark says it was astonishing to witness, and recognizes what big hearts people have in this border town. At this point in time, there are far fewer people attempting to cross in this region. Mark shared that the majority of people are going to Tucson, and so Frontera works closely with Casa Alitas (see blog entry above). 

A misconception we learned about is that the public tends to assume the government is paying for plane tickets and other forms of transportation for migrants. Local churches and nonprofits, along with family members, bear the cost of transportation and many of the urgent needs of migrants waiting for their asylum appointments.  

We learned that people cross the border in different ways. Some people avoid border patrol and walk through the desert in over 100- degree sun. This is a treacherous, and often deadly option.  Some want to be picked up by the border patrol because they are fleeing violence, and their lives are in danger in their own country,  so they wish to exercise their legal right to apply for asylum. They essentially give themselves up to border patrol agents. The retired border patrol (BP) agent we talked to claims that BP  treats them the same. They take all of their information and do background checks, processing each person. If someone expresses a fear of returning to their home country, then the next step is to make sure they have due process and a legal process of verifying the person’s claim begins.

Some people are caught by BP but are not fleeing violence and choose to return voluntarily.  If someone does voluntarily return, there are fewer penalties legally, but extremely harsh realities that they will be met with if they return home. This creates a harsh reality of not knowing when to be honest and how to get help. Additionally, detention centers are operated through contracts and the government through the Department of Homeland Security. Many are private corporations making large profits from holding people in detention.  This promotes a mentality of profit for human bodies. The facilities get paid by the amount of beds that are full, not based on the needs of the people, nor do they have their best interest at heart. 

-Sarah Moore

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U.S.-Mexico Border: NOLA & Arizona

May 13 – May 23 

New Orleans 

New Orleans is known for its lively French Quarter and its Mardi Gras festival, but other important aspects of the city are overlooked. New Orleans is a city of resilience in multiple ways that extend beyond its party nature. With 2nd Line Tours, Jay, our tour guide, shared the history behind New Orleans. He discussed its roots in African and native cultures stemming from the Transatlantic Slave trade. We learned that many of the herbs that were used by New Orleanians’ ancestors are still used today, like sage. Remnants of slavery are still apparent in other parts of New Orleans in ways you may not expect. The structure of buildings are still, more or less, the same as when the buildings were erected. In fact, the Louis Armstrong family home is still there today! While in  New Orleans, you may notice broken shards of glass or needles standing out of the fencing. This was placed in hopes of preventing slaves from escaping and for slaves who had escaped. Slaves that did manage to flee the estate would cut themselves and be hunted by bloodhounds. 

The resilience of New Orleans shows itself in the persistence of African heritage and tradition despite European colonization and enslavement. The same can be said about the spirituality that exists in New Orleans, like Voodoo. Voodoo is often demonized in society, but it should be known that it exists to connect ancestors and present descendants while emphasizing a connection to the elements: Earth, Wind, Fire, Water, and Spirits. The spiritual practice of Voodoo was sacred to these people, as nature and earth was the connection to ancestors. It is known and respected in these areas that Voodan is a spiritual healing practice. 

Jay also discussed funeral tradition in New Orleans, for those who have never seen a funeral in New Orleans: there is a normal service, but afterward, the pallbearers carry the casket out the doors and start the first line of the celebration. The second line follows behind the casket. The second line consists of family members who dance behind their deceased loved ones. The third line is open to the public and anyone in the streets who wants to join the celebration. 

However, New Orleans, like any city, isn’t without its criticisms. New Orleans is a city focused on tourism. So much so that the city lacks any schools for the younger residents that live there. Students who have to go to school must travel outside of the city or enroll in a charter school. On the topic of education, many students aren’t made aware of the three brave black women who desegregated McDonough 19 after  Brown vs Board of Education. On November 14th, 1960, the then 6-year old girls: Leona Tate, Tessie Prevost, and Gail Etienne desegregated the McDonough 19 elementary school and continued to go to the school amidst the riots by angry caucasian parents that ensued. Due to the inaccurate descriptions of desegregating schools in textbooks, students in New Orleans aren’t even aware this happened only a few years ago, and some believe these women are dead. The city of New Orleans is a beautiful and lively city for those visiting, but for those that live there it is hard for them to make a living. Most of the government funding is pushed towards tourism and keeping the city entertaining for those who venture in and out. There is a lack of consideration for those who live there permanently, and many struggle to thrive in the city.

– Nia Boyd & Sarah Moore


New Orleans 

Impact of Hurricane Katrina:

Those in Louisiana have shown an incredible amount of strength and care for their community. Hurricane Katrina hit the city like an act of war, especially in the ninth ward, where the majority of the population are black men and women. This area is historically known for the passing of generational wealth within black communities and other marginalized groups. The hurricane forcefully struck the ninth ward, pushing into the city, resulting in abandoned homes, buildings, and lots. The city still makes money off of the upkeep of these abandoned lots, and in large buildings, security gets paid money to watch over an abandoned building. The lower ninth ward is below the water level of the Mississippi River. This is where most of the civilians passed. When thinking about the impact of a hurricane, living at these levels results in immense damage and vulnerability. Every time you see an empty lot, it is an untold story of hardship.

Additionally, many people were eaten by marine life, or swept away in the floods, making the death count unknown. New Orleans took the barge company that broke through the levy to court, which New Orleans lost. The government issued trailers after the hurricane that were filled with formaldehyde, affecting the health of many locals. They live with chronic cancer illness to this day.

Many members of the community feel there were so many alternatives that could have been utilized in order to help the people in the ninth ward. BargING 347 is a theory that the bus-looking structure, called a barge, broke through the levy. They were trying to flood the ninth ward to save the French Quarter in the 1920s. This leads people to assume that the clearing out they did in 1920 is similar to the lack of response to modern hardship.

After the hurricane, the Make It Right Foundation teamed up with Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie to remake homes, but the homes are crumbling because they did not construct these homes with durable materials. They did not use cyprus or New Orleans standards to build any of the homes. The cyprus doesn’t rot from the humidity, making it a necessity when constructing homes. Prior to Katrina, around 50% of the residents had been homeowners. After Katrina flooded and devastated the ward, their homes had been taken from them and could not be saved as the insurance company claimed that because they didn’t have flood insurance it could not be covered. Many lost their homes, their family, and friends as a result of the devastation brought to New Orleans by Katrina in 2005. When you visit New Orleans, you should consider each overgrown, green plot of land as an untold story left in Katrina’s wake.

The 8th Ward:

The eighth ward is a place of true sanctuary and rich history. It is a place of marginalized groups finding prosperity within community and acceptance. They acknowledged the hardship present, and did something about it. The eighth ward was where the slaves met with the natives and other indigenous groups. They created a new way of life for the slaves, and when a slaver would come to take them back, they would be unrecognizable. The 8th ward is considered sacred land as many were fighting for survival. It was also a prestigious black community known as Black Wall Street. This area thrived and sustained itself for quite some time. However, they knocked over 200 homes in the urban renewal to put the large roads through. This forever changed the area. It is now a place of small communities, present homelessness, and is filled with people who long to revive the generational wealth of the area. 

Street Interviews:

While in New Orleans, we had the opportunity to speak with a security guard. She shared her belief that the number one cause of homelessness is the lack of sufficient pay for employees. After Hurricane Katrina, the city decided to repair the casinos and tourist attractions rather than the local homes. When asked if she would leave, she said yes. She travels outside of the city to enjoy herself and only stays in the city to work. She has two children who live with her, and she encourages them to find work and home ownership outside of the city. Many tourists come from their hometowns to party and tour the city of New Orleans. The woman shared that the glamorous life in New Orleans is falsified and that the history of the city would show how false it is.  The revenue only comes from people coming and going. The workers stay because they can’t afford to get up and leave. Not only that but their families are here, often stuck in the same situation. 

One night after going out in the city, sitting down with a member of the homeless community was a rewarding conversation. We sat outside the hostel that the group was staying at and I asked him about himself. He had shared with me that he just got out of prison, having been there for twenty years. Additionally, he shared that he was in prison for fifteen dollars worth of drugs being on his person. He expressed his frustration in missing his mother’s funeral, and missing impactful moments of his nieces and nephews’ lives. He also shared that lack of pay and job opportunities that are sustainable lead to people resorting to side hustles like selling drugs. There is a need for accessible housing and better pay for the working class. With the constant in and out of the tourists, the authenticity of certain parts of the city are challenged, creating hardship for the locals who have lived there for years. 

Okra Abbey:

Okra Abbey is a self-sustained garden and food source for the community. It is currently functioning next to a vacant French school, however each group that has bought the property allows the management and resources Okra Abbey provides to use the lot. They do not pay to be there, but provide the community with so much value. They have dinners on Wednesdays and have a community fridge where they will put free food. On a typical Wednesday, they feed a minimum of fifty people. They apply for grants for sustained resources. The director, Hannah Quick, is from a Presbyterian church and is also the pastor. When talking about the coffee pot as a metaphor for Okra Abbey, she wants to facilitate a space where people feel belonging and ownership to the point where when the pot is empty, they fill it up as if they were at home. This creates a strong sense of purpose and community for those who are present in the space. 

There is no income generated by the space and the meal is made at the church that is connected to a food bank. For funding, they began a new worshiping community program that was able to provide funding for about five years. When it comes to recruitment, they wanted to create more diversity and accessibility. They have international volunteers who stay with families in the community and give their service to Okra Abbey. The service groups and young people who come to work and live in the community are similar to The Peace Corps, but specifically for the Presbyterian church. Originally from California, Quick went to seminary for her master’s degree and has been at Okra Abbey for six years. She found her most recent church by reaching out and not selling the church to the city or developers. This allowed for a community focus and to use the space for creative activities and after-school programs. The gardens are surrounded by painted cinder blocks and a chain-link fence, with the gates wide open. As we worked in the garden removing weeds, community members walking by were excited to see people there, immediately speaking out to say hello. 


Arizona:

Church Involvement: Pastor Tina of the Shalom Mennonite Church at Hotel Mccoy 

Casa Alitas: A group of workers and volunteers that create a safe haven for those crossing. They aid in helping them find their way to their families after entering the country. Those crossing should be met with kindness and hospitality according to many churches in the area. Churches with similar goals often work together to make this happen. These churches are proud to walk with people even for the short amount of time that they have needs, in order to support migrants and their families. For those seeking refuge from violence, also known as asylum, they must wait until their court date, which takes place in New York. There is no known duration between acceptance of refuge and their court date for visas or any other resident status. That is when the services of the churches become crucial. 

Additionally, detention centers are seen as prisons. The church and programs work to come into those spaces to try and help them. They try to raise money to receive a bond for help getting out of the detention centers. Someone could end up being in these prisons for being in the right place at the wrong time, creating a deeply rooted fear of crossing the border, even though it is necessary. Also, they help families communicate with their loved ones inside these facilities. Corporations make a lot of money off of the detention centers. The argument of too much money going to immigration is invalid. Completely. There are so many people willing to help, but our own country is making that illegal. 

– Sarah Moore & Nia Boyd 

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Cuba: keep asking the hard questions

Stepping off the plane, Cuba already felt different. Palm trees lining the road, the sun shining brightly, breathing in the fresh air. Throughout our two weeks here in Cuba we have experienced the beauty of Cuban culture. The streets filled with the sound of music and people dancing, with art displayed in the store windows. “Cuba que linda es Cuba…” This song was constantly repeating in our heads during our time in Cuba. We spent several evenings listening to live music and dancing to the beat. We got to experience the rich nightlife of Cuban culture and enjoy the benefits of valuing the arts.

On top of the beautiful culture and landscapes of Cuba, we have also learned how much harm the US has caused and is still causing the Cuban people. Cuba is being suffocated by the blockade, preventing them from obtaining crucial resources needed to sustain life. Yet despite all this, Cuba is so lively. The young people have a fire to continue fighting for justice and peace. Cubans are open to any questions one might ask, no matter how “political” it is. This was inspiring to me because here in the US, we tend to shy away from those topics, when we really need to be addressing them head-on. I challenge us, moving forward, to be more like the Cuban people and answer questions thrown our way and also to not be afraid to ask questions. We could learn so much more from each other if we just listened and shared our honest opinions, even if they aren’t the popular ones.

Throughout our entire semester, we have been looking at the resilience present in the people around us. In Guatemala, people continue to push through despite a corrupt government and the impacts of migration on their families. In Cuba, people continue to push through despite the blockade put in place by the US government that has been there for 60+ years. The two cultures exhibit this resilience very differently. In Cuba, the people are all united against the one “evil”, fighting together to survive, showing their frustrations and celebrating life through music and art. 

Cuba really opened my eyes to my own ignorance and how important it is to really look into the actions and policy of the US government. I hope to stay up to date on current US policies and encourage others to do the same. We need to use our privilege of being a US citizen well, and do all that we can to make change happen.

-Kate Kraybill


Living in Cuba is surreal, like being transported to another time period. After we exited the airport, the first thing I noticed was the cars. Cars that would turn heads in the U.S. are commonplace. Classic Fords, Cadillacs, Chevys, roam in vibrant colors like pink and sky blue. Next, I learned there are no advertisements lining the streets, simply government billboards or statements celebrating the Cuban revolution. Some on the trip including me used the lack of internet access as an opportunity to really disconnect – going off the grid for two entire weeks. No ads or distractions came to be a beautiful part of my time in Cuba. Instead, I was able to focus on reading, napping, writing, and appreciating my opportunity to be here. After all, who knows when I will have the opportunity to return. All these factors made me feel so separate from the happenings of the world – like Cuba has been for so many years due to the U.S. blockade.

Later, as we spent more time in the country, we realized that what really stands out is the people: the doctors, the artists, the students, the musicians, and every speaker that we listened to. Each one is so passionate and knowledgeable about their field, usually with a funny and contagious energy. In two weeks, we packed in a lot: speakers, museums, restaurants, and outings. However, even on the small island, it feels like we only got to experience a small fraction of Cuban life and stories. I think I speak for everybody on the trip when I would love to return one day, especially to see our amazing group leaders at the Martin Luther King Center.

-Nate Lehman

Guatemala

Cuba: between light and shadow

how beautiful the birds are
they roam freely
oh how they sing
do they know they are locked in a cage?
oh how they continue to fly with pride
singing loudly for all to hear

under the sun
that has never failed to rise
oh how the sun has seen everything
does the sun ever feel tired?
weary & worn from all the fighting

surely if the sun continues to rise
& as the birds keep on singing
so must we.
we must keep fighting
for everything worthy & just
caught between both the light from the sun & its depths in the shadows 

& one day we will sing a new song
may our eyes be open
our hands ready to work
& our hearts yearning to love
like birds singing & dancing freely
all under the same sun 


When I think of time spent in Cuba, birds come to mind. Seeing bee hummingbirds, the smallest bird, flying from branch to branch was incredible. Oh, how they are small but mighty. I asked Nate, our nature guy, for a fun fact about these birds. He told me that bee hummingbirds are the only type of birds that can hover on their own.

I think this represents Cuba. The blockade the U.S. has intentionally placed on Cuba is a form of genocide. Cubans have been forced to become resourceful to survive. It’s the only way. As one Cuban man said, “but you won’t see Cubans crying”. They continue to fight and resist. They carry on within themselves not waiting for an external force, the U.S. & our blockade, to change. To me, bee hummingbirds represent the strength and resilience of Cubans working together in  community. As people living in the U.S., change is needed in our country. May we love mercy, do justly & walk humbly.

-Sophia Armato

Guatemala

Guatemala: Community Service

We recently spent 10 days living in communities around Guatemala and serving with organizations in those  communities. Keep reading to hear about where each group went. 

We (Marie & Sophia) spent the week in Santiago, Atitlan working with Amanecer Nueva de Santiago Atitlan (ANADESA). This organization focuses on helping empower indigenous women, as well as supporting children with their educational needs. Something that stood out to us were home visits. They were check-ins to assess what the children’s needs were & how they could help. This truly demonstrated how this organization & these kind people are helping & caring for their community. We truly enjoyed working with Jessica, Víctor, Chonita & the many students with whom we had the opportunity to work. Gracias por todo! 

– Sophia Armato


We (Miranda and Maria) spent the week living in Santiago Atitlan working with ADISA, an organization that works primarily with individuals with disabilities and their families, though their reach extends far beyond that. They have four main arms of work: social empowerment, economic empowerment, education, and health services. I (Maria) spent the week in the health clinic, doing home visits and appointments with the physical therapist. It shed a light on the realities of Guatemalan healthcare especially in rural areas. The work ADISA is doing fills some of the gaps, but they can only do so much and ultimately change must be systemic. I (Miranda) spent the week working with education, specially with “grupos inclusivos” (inclusive groups) that work to build social connections between kids and reinforce what they’re learning in school. We took the classes to different communities and it was super impactful for me to see the reality of these communities. A main theme that dominated the week was seeing a very different Guatemalan reality than we had seen in the city. We were able to experience firsthand the differences between rural and urban Guatemala. 

– Miranda Beidler 


For community learning, Leah, Josh, and I volunteered with AMI, an organization located in San Juan Laguna. AMI is a multifaceted organization that includes a medical clinical, agricultural education, and various other community programs. For the majority of the time, our work was focused on the clinic. At the clinic, we did inventory for many medicines and other products. We also helped build office items. We were grateful to aid the clinic as it was starting up, and to contribute to the broader mission of AMI. We also spent two days in neighboring communities, recording information for a socioeconomic study of one of the programs for women, as well as observing a worker educating families on farming and composting. This person-to-person interaction was very meaningful, as we were able to see how AMI has and continues to positively impact the nearby communities. Overall, it was impactful to serve the community in the area we hope to work with in the future.

 – Marianne Short


For community learning Nate and I were living and volunteering in Alta Verapaz at Community Cloud Forest Conservation (CCFC). As a group, we visited CCFC earlier this semester and learned about the conservation work that they do. Nate and I were excited to return for community learning! We arrived on Sunday afternoon and Monday morning we participated in the large team meeting with the team of Women in Agroecology Leadership for Conservation (WALC) teachers. During our time at CCFC earlier this semester we had been paired with the WALC teachers, and I was grateful that we were able to work with familiar faces and continued to deepen our relationships with the teachers. 

Our days began early at 7:00 am, and we pitched in wherever they needed us, some days this meant picking blackberries or clearing fields with machetes, other days this was helping in the kitchen preparing jams and breads. We had the afternoons and evenings to explore the CCFC property and took advantage of the trails and river that run through the land. 

We had the opportunity to hike up to a local village with a small group of teachers to learn about rotational grazing. We hiked  on the mountainside and had the opportunity to experience the vast biodiversity of the cloud forest. We learned about the local flora and birds, we spotted the emerald toucanet which, when flying, looks like a banana followed by a green bird. In the village, we had a tour of the land, and felt the temperature difference between the land that was completely cleared for monoculture crops, and the land that implemented rotational grazing. We have learned about rotational grazing in our environmental science classes at EMU, and we enjoyed seeing it in practice.

On our last day of work a group from Lanquín came to perform a Mayan ceremony in the cave. We had the privilege of joining the group. The ceremony was a celebration of the relationship between the land and the people. During the hike to the cave, we stopped at various points where members of the group stopped to feel the moss and kiss the rocks, this intentionally reminded me just how intertwined humans and the land are. Once we arrived at the cave we were offered tamales and welcomed to observe the ceremony, which included music and prayers. We were thankful to be welcomed into a sacred space and ceremony.

As I write we are on our way back via bus through the Guatemalan countryside. We are physically tired from our work, but a week and a half of living, working, and learning in the cloud forest has recharged us spiritually and mentally for the last few weeks of this semester.

-Ally Welty Peachey


Eli Ours and I spent out community engagement week with an organization called Utz K’aslimmal, which is focused on community development and preserving traditional practices for farming and construction. We also spent a portion of our time assisting with and learning from a local community school geared towards reinforcing what the children learn in the national school system and working with local women. Our main learning from our ten days there in Santiago was to remember that all grand measures of progress must begin with small-scale change, and that the work we do on an individual level absolutely does matter. The other highlight of our trip was the opportunity to see a quetzal, the national bird of Guatemala. Quetzales are rare birds, symbolic of freedom and hope for the Guatemalan people because it is impossible to keep them in captivity. The gorgeous birds absolutely lived up to their reputation as the jewels of the Guatemalan highlands, and we could not have been more excited to have the opportunity to see one in person. 

– Lane Burkholder 



Ella a
nd I spent our 10 days in Colotenango with Association Pop No’j. Pop No’j has four programs: migration, women, youth, and land. We worked most with the migration team. We spent about half our days in the office and the other half visiting nearby villages. When we were in the office, we helped prepare materials for future activities, observed visits with families, and sat in on meetings. When we were out of the office, we saw Pop No’j’s outreach process, met with another organization that does similar work with women, and helped with one of their workshops at a nearby school. One of the biggest learnings from our time here was how much migration impacts every person here. 

 

– Kate Krabill 


Arelys and I spent time in Jacaltenango working with Pop Noj. Pop Noj works with people who have returned from the US after migrating, providing psycho-social support as they adapt to Guatemalan culture. We spent time educating schools, groups of women, and visiting homes in the highland neighborhoods handing out pamphlets about the organization. Some important learnings that we took away were the complexities of immigrating as people of indigenous communities and reconciling with how common the migration conversation is for kids. 

– Hollyn Miller 


Mana and Naomi spent a week in Carchá
working with ODIGUA and the families they saw,
Every morning they arrived at work at eight,
sorting seeds and visiting villages—work they appreciate!
After a long day at work and needing a break,
they went home to their big family and danced, played, and ate.
They learned some Q’eqchi and about their family’s past,
especially about what gave them enough strength to last.
That family death and poverty pushed them away,
but steady job offers and a strong community made them stay
They got to see a lot of chickens and babies too,
but other days they counted seeds the whole day through!
And although they got tired of locked bathrooms at night,
the fun kids and banter kept them feeling alright.
Thank you Carchá for such a fun week—
We wish you the best, and ‘till next time, Quan Chic!

-Mariana Acosta

 

Guatemala

Guatemala: Holy Week

Holy Week in Guatemala 

The past week we traveled out to Chichicastenango and around Lago Atitlan. We left on the tails of our goodbyes to host families and the end of Spanish classes, so the week was a real change of pace. Throughout the week we saw examples of hope being held with pain, a contradiction that has commonly come up throughout the semester. 

In Chichicastenango, we visited an organization called Ruth and Noemi. The founder, Diego, explained to us that it began during the internal war after the area was bombed. Diego returned to Chichi after the bombings, once the military was allowing people in, and found that many of his friends had lost family members. The violence in the area combined with the disappearances by military forces had left many women as widowed single mothers. He saw an urgent need in his community and decided to go to Quetzaltenango, a nearby city, to find help. He returned with some bolts of string and a plan: if the women would weave using the string he brought them, he could take it and sell it for them. Slowly this plan came into action and more women joined in. It was and continues to be an avenue for women’s empowerment through economic independence. Now, Ruth and Noemi is connected with Ten Thousand Villages and involves over 30 families. The women of Ruth and Noemi are a remarkable example of resilience in the face of violence and adversity. In the wake of so much loss they found a way forward, together. 

Next, we took a boat ride over to Santiago, Atitlan where we spent two days with ANADESA. ANADESA is an organization that was born after Hurricane Stan brought devastating mudslides to Santiago that destroyed many homes and killed over 250 people. Women from the community of Panabaj came together to figure out how they would rebuild. The group helped many families relocate to the nearby neighborhood of Chuk Muk, and now continues projects of education and economic independence for women.

While in Santiago, we also visited the Peace Park which is situated beside ANADESA. A man named Juan came to talk with us about the park’s origins and significance. The peace park was built to memorialize and honor the lives of those who died in the fight to demilitarize Santiago, two of whom were his teenage students. After decades of military violence, a few soldiers drunkenly roamed the town wreaking havoc. This was the tipping point for Santiago. That same night, thousands of people gathered, armed themselves with white flags, and marched to the military base in protest. As they peacefully protested, the military opened fire. The massacre triggered a powerful mobilization of Santiago. The next day, over 30,000 people had thumb-print-signed a petition to remove the military. After two weeks of protest, the military left Santiago, making it the first area to be demilitarized during the internal war. As Juan explained this history, I was struck by his eagerness to share about this very painful part of his life. Towards the end, I asked him how he feels the community as a whole remembers this time. He immediately responded saying that the young people are not interested in our history, now money is the king that rules their lives. Looking at the Peace Park memorial that has been left unkept and run down, the truth of Juan’s words was clear. 

Guatemala has a complex history riddled with suffering, often at the hands of the US, and resilience. There have been so many efforts, like the Peace Park, to memorialize the harm that has been done. The following day we did an exercise in EMU class that personified truth, mercy, justice, and peace. Toward the end, we tried to decide where in the room each one would be to describe the current state of Guatemala. My first thought was to put truth front and center. We have learned about and visited so many projects that have brought the stories of what people endured during the war to light; the REMHI project, the Human Rights office, museums, documentaries, and memorials. As others weighed in, I began realizing my original stance was representative of the Guatemala I have seen in the last three months, not the true picture of Guatemala. The work of truth-telling has been done, but it is now sitting in the corner collecting dust. Juan’s words kept ringing through my ears as I thought about the importance of remembering. We cannot have peace without mercy to reconcile the harm, and we cannot have mercy unless justice is being actively worked towards, and we cannot have justice until the truth is seen and remembered. These four elements— justice, mercy, peace, and truth— must work in tandem because without all four present, none can properly be carried out. I left the session thinking about my role as a young person in these processes. The US has her own history of governmental oppression. How can I play my part in remembering and honoring the suffering and resilience in my own country’s past? 

We spent the next few days around Lago Atitlan where we visited and learned about the cooperatives they have in San Juan. The coops take advantage of tourism in the area by banding together and standardizing their services to give everyone enough business. To me, it seems like a genius way to allow for tourism to positively impact the local economy instead of the massive companies that take advantage of land and people to earn more money. 

We ended our week in Antigua, a notable destination to experience Holy Week. The small city was teaming with tourists and Catholics. The cobblestone streets were decorated with intricate “alfombra” designs made from flower petals and colorful sand. At all hours of the day and night, processions were being carried out. They often consisted of horses, men carrying 20-foot long wooden floats with various biblical scenes displayed on top, a band, women clearing the way for the float, or carrying lanterns. The processions would march right on top of the gorgeous sand and flower carpets and at the end of each one, a clean-up crew would shovel the trampled remains into a truck bed. Soon you would see a group assembling to build another carpet, a multi-hour long process. It was an incredibly coordinated operation requiring hundreds of people’s cooperation and organization.

Throughout the semester, we have attempted to tackle the theme of trauma and resilience, and this week was no different. There are times I’ve felt very pessimistic and leaned heavy on the dark realities we learn about, unable to see the ways there is also hope. At this point in the semester, however, it has become very clear that where there is pain and suffering, there is also hope and resilience, and that doesn’t need to be a contradiction. Somehow, we must find a way to hold both the pain and the joy, the suffering and the resilience, and the painful past with hope for the future. It is the only way we can sustainably and equitably move forward. 

Maria Longenecker

Guatemala

Guatemala: Host families

Our families have been an integral part of our Guatemalan experience. At first, the idea of staying and living with a family we had never met before in an entirely new country was a bit frightening for a majority of us. The cultural and language barriers seemed to be the biggest worries, but once meeting our families we realized we were so, so welcomed. Everyone was received with open arms and truly treated like a family member. In my own experience, I shared a host family with my on-campus roommate and we’re both so grateful! We now have amazing memories of an amazing family that we get to share forever. Our family taught us what a community within a family looks like. Our host mom especially showed us what it means to be a kind and sharing person with everyone around her. She is the most selfless and caring being I have met, and I’m extremely grateful to have been her host daughter for two months. Saying goodbye was such a heartbreak! I believe I reflect all of my peers by saying that our host families truly became our families and a little piece of home in Guatemala. 


Poema:

Panorama

Querida casita en San Cristóbal 

Gracias por tu amabilidad 

Y por el amor que nos enseñaste 

Gracias por recibirnos con un abrazo fuerte

que fue acompañado por perros ladrando 

 y cuetes ruidosos

Gracias por tener una panadería tan cerca 

Siempre teniendo pan fresco y calientito 

Gracias por mi cuarto y terraza 

Desde donde podía ver el hermoso paisaje de un volcán 

Gracias por las desayunos, almuerzos y cenas en familia 

Gracias a nuestra familia por demostrarnos el amor Guatemalteco 

Cuanto los extrañare familia y casita en Panorama

-Arelys Martinez Fabian

Guatemala

Guatemala: Take the Plunge

Plunging into Cultural Learning

Guatemala is a paradoxical paradise. That’s what Israel Ortiz told us on the first day of orientation in the second-floor CASAS meeting room. I remember sitting in that room, full of excitement. I was ready to fully plunge into this new paradise.

Three weeks later I’m panicking while clinging to a rock with all my strength, almost fully submerged in the rapids of Rio Azul in Huehuetenango. Maybe I plunged in a little too literally. I had been flying my drone through the river’s gorge to capture the splendor when a gust of wind took my drone directly into a tree where it then crash-landed on the opposite bank of the river where I stood helpless with the controller. One of our leaders decided to traverse the raging river to recover my drone. Feeling bad about the predicament I had caused, I clamored along the bank to offer him a hand. The next thing I knew I had slipped into the river. I managed to grab hold of a rock before being swept away. The current was so strong it took all my strength to keep from being pulled under. I was terrified. Thankfully, Nate and Josh were nearby to pull me out. The drone miraculously recovered with only 24 hours of trusty rice treatment. Paradoxically, our leader and my drone had made it back to the bank safely while my rescue attempt had put me in a perilous situation.

Along with river expeditions, a part of daily Guatemala life is navigating the public bus system. To catch the transurbano, we flag down the buses with an arm wave. The bus will normally pull over, but if it doesn’t, do not run across three lanes of traffic to catch it. I am not speaking from experience. It’s standard to be safe with your belongings on the transurbano by putting your backpack in front. I learned the importance of this simple safety hack when my phone was pickpocketed right out of my backpack by two women while disembarking from a crowded bus. My heart sank when I looked down at my backpack and saw the zipper unzipped and the pocket open wide. Moments of tranquility in our routine activities can become quickly intertwined with moments of vulnerability.

And while explorations to new regions of Guatemala and navigating the public bus system are great ways to learn about culture, the greatest cultural learnings come from my lovely host family. Every evening they send me to buy tortillas from down the street. When I asked them how often they buy tortillas, they told me three times a day. Since I have arrived, we have yet to go a meal without them. That’s why I found it oddly comforting when we went out to eat at Pollo Campero and my mom snuck out a bag of warm tortillas from her purse when our food arrived. My host family is first-time hosts and very excited to show me about their culture and family. That’s why they did not hesitate at my cousin’s birthday party to push me in front of the crowd for a dance competition hosted by a clown. I didn’t know the dance, or the song being played, so I made up my own moves while the crowd of 50 onlookers laughed. I was only a little embarrassed.

Intercultural is hard. I have been willing myself to be the easy-going, traveler, badass girl of my dreams. And I am her. But I am also lonely and sad and tired. I hope I don’t forget this—what it’s like to be here. The good and the bad. Adjusting to a new culture is difficult, but at the same time, it is so wonderful. It’s like some paradoxical paradise or something, and I’m grateful that I fully plunged in.

-Mariana Acosta

Guatemala