Monday, December 22, 2014

Ally Block -- Ecuador (Home Club: Ballston Spa)



 December 16, 2014

November second was ‘Dia de los Difuntos’, also known as ‘Day of the Dead’. I have always been very interested in this holiday and was incredibly excited to take part in all of the traditions. Yet, I learned that this day is not for those who are actively in mourning- it is more appropriate to memorialize loved ones who passed some time ago. Therefore, due to the recent losses in my family, we did not celebrate to the fullest extent- which would usually include a family dinner at the graves of family members.
            However, we ate and drank all of the traditional food for this day throughout the entire month. The typical drink is called ‘colada morada’. The base of it is a purple variation of flour that is only produced in Peru. We were all given a serving in school at the beginning of the month, but I didn’t realize how complicated this drink was until I several hours in the kitchen with my grandmother making our own batch.
            In addition to the flour- which has to be soaked for several hours and then finely sieved, the colada includes lots of fruits and spices. We spent a good deal of the time peeling, cutting and in some cases liquefying and sieving, raspberries, blueberries (which are very rare in Ecuador), naranjilla, pineapple and babaco. Every fruit had to be cooked separately before being added (in a very specific order) to the entire pot. Then we added to the spices: sweet pepper, cloves, cinnamon, spicy pepper, rosemary and sage- which were also all cooked separately. All of the work was worth the reward as it turned out delicious.
            Ecuadorians eat/drink the colada both warm and cold and usually accompanied with a guagua (a Quichua word pronounced wa-wa) de pan. This is a bread doll which is formed from sweet dough and decorated with colorful frosting. Usually there will be Dulce de leche or a type of fruit filling in the head. For Dia de los Disfuntos guaguas are sold in every bakery. Often, but not always, bread horses are also sold to give to the little boys instead of dolls.
            On the actual Day of the Dead we ended up going to Colombia which is only three hours to the North of my city, Otavalo. The drive was very beautiful but the trip was just a shopping venture. Since the exchange between Ecuadorian currency (the US dollar) and the Colombian peso is so favorable ($1= 1,920 pesos) it is very common for Ecuadorians to travel north for what I can only liken to Black Friday shopping. I bought some coffee and my family bought a TV and lots of toilet paper! It was so busy (on a holiday) that we waited in the checkout line for an hour and a half! It was a very amusing a genuine experience!
            On the way back home we stopped in Tulcan, a border city and home to one of the largest topiary cemeteries in the world and the largest topiary garden in the Americas.  The giant hedge sculptures and archways were breathtaking and we were able to watch everyone celebrating the holiday with their families. I really like South American graveyards. Although they might be considered gaudy by some I find them very light and personal. Instead of being buried in the ground the majority of people are placed into a cement wall of cubbies painted white and light blue. Each cubby has a glass and cast iron shadow box area in front of it were the name is inscribed. In this little box family photos, little trinkets and silk flowers are also placed.
            That day it was more decorated than usual! Mini flower sculptures were sold at the cemetery entrance to place in the boxes and people were walking around with guitars serenading their departed. I am so glad that I was able to experience this very important Latin American tradition and I hope to bring back some of the customs to NY- at the least my abuela’s colada recipe!
                                                                        
 Sunny salutations from Ecuador!   Ally :)

Sunday, December 14, 2014

Hope Danison -- Korea (Home Club: Ballston Spa)



December 6, 2014

Host Rotary Club: District 3661 – Ballston Spa
Sponsor Rotary Club: District 7190 – Busan
Current Host Family: Kim Ji Eun, Kim Keon Ung, Kim Hye In
Counselor Name: Lee Dorim (Sophie)

            Upon entering Busan International High School I was given a schedule of events and activities in which I would participate. Among them was our school's Global Forum: a semi-prestigious international gathering of schools from Indonesia to Russia; Japan to Sweden; and for the first time ever- from America as well. Myself and another American (Daniel Barron from Pennsylvania) were asked (required) to do a presentation about Ecological Integrity for the forum. We too were slightly confused as to why a couple of exchange students suddenly had a sort of authority to lecture an international audience about natural science. But we did it anyway. If you'd like to see our Prezi, here is a link: http://prezi.com/za9ax7e6s1qf/?utm_campaign=share&utm_medium=copy&rc=ex0share
            The whole week the school was abuzz with preparation and welcoming newcomers. At that time more than ever I felt like a true Rotarian representing Ballston Spa High School, our Rotary club, the state of New York, and the United States. It was strange to think that the only impression some students would have of a true New Yorker would be me. I felt uneasy responsibility for a city I've only visited twice. At any rate I felt I successfully represented whatever I stood for that day.
            Delivering the presentation went well considering our trite information about the environment and our predictable call to action at the end. We answered questions and then were told to present a summary of the other speeches from the same venue. Initially a shock, it became an opportunity to improve my impromptu public speaking to say the least. But the truly rewarding part of the whole event was the cultural exchange at the end. Groups from the different schools danced or sang and everyone gave extremely enthusiastic support. Despite realizing the benefits of international cooperation through various lectures, it was still more fun to yell and cheer for talented youth from around the world.
            In addition to this experience as an ambassador for my school I also placed first for women in the 5k at Busan's annual marathon on behalf of my Cross Country team. This is the blog post I wrote about that day: http://bspatobusan.tumblr.com/post/102010787276/november-2nd-2014
            In celebration of a rather successful week, I went with the rest of the first years to 의령on a farm service field trip. We picked persimmons for 4 hours on two separate days. I was thrilled about this because it felt like the obligatory autumnal apple picking of New York, and it was an opportunity to become very close with the rest of my class. I had already spent more than class time with them in school thanks to them including me in their dance performance for this trip. On the first night of the trip all 8 classes showed their true selves on stage. This lasted a solid 2 hours and the energy never stopped once. Here is a link to what I had the privilege to do with my class: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t1s1B8CNHHo&list=UUUIzj9SmK_TeuyJOYbSAM2w
            Being with my friends outside of school like this was an unforgettable experience because the next week I would realize the stark contrast between Korean High School student's true and school personalities. On the 13th of November the Korean SAT (수능) took place and there was no school. This national test determines a Korean High School student's future. Parents went to temples to pray for their children, people avoided driving or taking public transportation during test hours to reduce noise around schools, and the whole country held its breath. This test is so important to Koreans that it even causes some students to commit suicide. But on that day I ate ice cream with friends who didn't have to take the test (students from the Busan Maritime High School). Since I already graduated High School it was strange to be on the other side of taking an important test, but I still felt guilty for not feeling the anxiety of it. In this way, every day I go to school I am constantly reminded of how I'm not really experiencing Korean High School life. But I'm ok with it. Over my four months here in Korea I've come to accept the reality that I can never completely assimilate into Korean life, so I'm glad for the chance to participate in my own way.
            From admiring autumn leaves at 경주to video taping a family photo day I have a unique window on people halfway around the world from where I was born, which is pretty neat. The people I have to thank most for this (besides Rotary and my parents) is my host family. With them I have been able to appreciate this country in the comfort of a friendly and caring environment. Next weekend I will be changing host families. I am so lucky to have had such an exquisite first host family in Korea, and I know we'll stay in contact. Even though I'm saddened that things never stay the same I am excited for the adventures of living with a new host family.