Yea... my boss speaks no english. At all. Seriously, none. It is a bit difficult because I am still trying to understand what the NGO does exactly, and that is hard when he cannot really understand what I am asking. Also, I think he may be the one person who can talk more than me. That makes understanding what he is saying very difficult because he says so much that I cannot get an idea as to what is being talked about!!! I know he is well meaning and there are people to translate between us, but its just frustrating! Anyways, I am learning very quickly!!!
Working in the Favela is like nothing I have ever done. It is one of the better favelas and I actually feel really safe there because I have been walking around a lot with Andre (the colombian trainee who has been there 4 months) and Luis (the boss) and people know me as someone who is there to help. It is just so sad. It is nothing at all like any poverty in the states. The houses are just made with what ever materials they can find, the streets are unpaved, clothes are worn and old, and shoes are a maybe (which is NOT okay because there is dog poop and broken glass all in the streets). They do have some infrastructure, like some running water and electricity but it is just a different world. I feel so lucky for everything that I have every day when I go there. One thing that really struck me was that Luis was telling me about the culture there being not reading for leisure. No one does... I will elaborate more later. Right now, time for lunch. Yay!
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