Feliz Navidad a todos. Being in another country for Christmas is very surreal but also an experience that I wouldn’t change for anything.
Leading up to Christmas there has been a lot of activities and celebrations going on at the Hogar. The week before, there is a tradition called posada. Posada is when there are two groups of people: 1. visitors and 2. hosts. The visitors come and stand at the door or gate of the host asking to be let in. The hosts have the gate or door covered with sheets so that nobody can see each other. This is then following by the two groups on opposing sides of an entryway singing back and forth to one another. The visitors begin by singing to the hosts asking to be let in and then the hosts sing back a resounding no. This goes on for about 7 stanzas with a back and forth and people on each side are holding candles. As the song comes to an end, the lines that the hosts sing become more obvious that they are going to let the visitors in and finally in stanza 8 the two groups sing together the door is swung open and there is a short fiesta of thanks and what I am assuming to be “togetherness” or “community.” This week there was posada every night. The volunteers were lucky enough to be assigned to host the first one…which I thought was ironic since we had never seen it done before, knew the song or what to do. But, as with all things in Honduras, it turned out just fine and everyone was happy. I made around 300 cookies for the night and Rachel made even more the day of, so when everyone entered they got a little snack and everyone exchanged hugs. For the rest of the week other people either at the Hogar or in the neighboring town hosted the posada. More often than not, there was a snack provided but if there was no snack, there was a prayer service in lieu of that. I am pretty sure, based off of reading the lines of the song that posada is in memory of Mary and Josephs trek to Bethlehem and wanting to be let in at the inn.
Fastforward to later in the week when things really started to pick up. On Friday night one of the Madrinas snatched me after prayer circle to help wrap all the clothes for the boys. In Honduras another tradition is that everyone gets a new outfit for Christmas, at the Hogar this is their only gift. They celebrate the coming of the Kings on the 6th of January and that is when they get new presents. I learned two things in beging asked to wrap gifts: 1. I’m really fast at wrapping 2. being good at wrapping means you wrap the bulk of clothes and get stuck working until midnight while everyone else sorts clothes and watches telanovelas. It was cool to help with this though because I got to see the clothes that each kid was going to receive on Christmas and could picture their faces when they were going to receive them, it also got me extremely excited for Christmas which I hadn’t been before because of other work and the lack of snow haha. While I was sitting on the floor in the corner wrapping, with telanovelas on in the background I couldn’t help but think how great it was that Amigos is able to purchase brand new clothes for the kids instead of getting hand-me downs or nothing at all. Some of these kids never got presents before on Christmas another great things is all the kids I had talked to were beyond excited to get these clothes — such an opposite for American kids. I remember being a little punk who would get clothes and toss them aside hungrily searching for toys. First world problems.
Amy and Wilson left for the US for xmas this past week which made me have a twinge of homesickness because I wished that I could go home too, if only for a day. On Saturday morning we had a meeting with all the volunteers to begin discussing plans for the new school year, since we were asked to propose plans for a schedule for school. Later that night we met for a few hours with Suyapa and Madrina Karen to make a list of all the gifts that each child would receive at a later date. In the meeting the volunteers had earlier in the week we decided that we were also going to make the kids all cards, so on Saturday night I stayed up till 4am to make 40 cards (meaning we needed 20 more and I had only drawn the fronts and none were filled in!) So I woke up Sunday morning EXHAUSTED
We are short staffed here at the Hogar and half of the staff get vacation time for this holiday so needless to say the volunteers were on full duty for the 22nd, 23rd and 24th. We were asked to watch the chiquitos for the 23rd and 24th all day, which turned out to be A LOT of work – god bless the madrinas for what they do and for not strangling a child on a regular basis (not apologizing for that comment, I love the kids but goooood lord.) As of right now there are 10 little ones, ranging from 2 to 8 and they are a handful. Mostly because they have no ability to listen and all run in opposite directions when presented with the chance to do so. We split the 7 of us up into 5 hour shifts, 3 people for each shift and 1 person with the day free. On SundayI took half the kids I we were watching to my classroom where we calmly colored, read and played with play dough. We left around 11 to head back down to their room and that is when things began to get a little chaotic. It turns out that the older kids were cleaning the hogar in the morning and had painted benches, so naturally the chiquitos got covered in green paint and mud..I’m not sure how.. but they are kids. It was a breath of fresh air after lunch when we were relieved of our duty and set free haha.
In the Afternoon I prepared about 10 bathes of cookie dough, which took a heck of a lot longer than I thought. At this point I was sleep-deprived and felt a little delirious. Around 4 I finished the bathes and made my way to the kitchen. I can’t remember what I did for the 2 hours prior to dinner but I know that I did not sleep. After dinner I made as many cookies as I could until sleep finally won. At 9 I packed everything up to make more in the AM since we were told to get up at 4:00am the next day. The madrinas were still working in the kitchen preparing tamales for Christmas day among other things. The cooks have off for the 23rd, 24th and 25th, which left the cooking up to them (another reason why we were on Chiquito duty)
On Christmas Eve we got up at 4:30 in the morning because we were told that was when all the kids got up to receive their stockings….guess who wasn’t awake at that time? ALL the kids at the Hogar. So we put all the stockings in the tree, laid all the cards out on a table and then headed back to the house. To our surprise the madrinas were still in the kitchen the next morning, meaning they didn’t sleep at all the night before. We finally realized that we didn’t have to be awake and left. David Sosa, one of the older boys had been in the kitchen and said he couldn’t go to sleep because Chango took his bed while he was helping in the kitchen so we dragged him back to our house and let him sleep in one of the extra beds. Since we had ample time I made everyone breakfast and we watched “The Santa Clause” in our kitchen and finally at 7am we heard movement and made our way to the kitchen to help serve breakfast, take pictures of the morning and generally just be available when needed
The kids were stocked to get their stockings. Each stocking had 7 pieces of candy in it and they also got on of our cards. For breakfast there were beans and platanos and hot chocolate with coffee. I took tons of pictures for the morning. Another great thing that happened was that the boys put together about 70 bags for the impoverished to give away that morning. The bags included all the makings for tomales. So at 9 am there were at least 100 people waiting outside the gate for their bags of food. It was awesome to watch the boys helping to give out coffee to those waiting and to hand deliver bags for waiting families. After an hour the last family recieved their bag and it was back to chiquito duty. Who knew I was so good at counting to 10 like I had OCD? not me haha I must have counted the kids over 200 times that day. While we watched the little ones the older kids played across the stream and got to win prizes. After a long 3 hours we were once again relieved of duty. At 2:00 the clothes were handed out to all the kids. I have NEVER seen them so attentive and so happy to get clothes. It was awesome to get to watch. The little ones especially were excited. Silvia, who is five, was jumping up and down with pure glee for the new clothes. When we finally made it back to the house at 3:30ish I was in the middle of doing Kristens hair when Jose strolls in and asks us if we are ready to to set up the comedor for Christmas. I’m not sure if we forgot that was a duty of ours or not but the three of us headed to the comedor, moved tables and set the dinning room. With just a .5 hour to get ready I put myself together and looked presentable. At 5:00 we had our last posada. Chepe put together a reading of the Story of Christmas – both in spanish and English. And afterwards kids could light candles for their loved ones and families. It really made it feel like Christmas since we had no chance for Mass this weekend because of the heavy rains. For dinner the madrinas made an awesome dinner of twice baked potatoes stuffed with cheese, rice, somekind of meat that resembled pot roast and soda. It was so good. Following dinner we had a dance party for about 5 hours In the middle all the kids were given fireworks, firecrakers and sparklers…not dangerous at all, right? I nearly had a heart attack haha kids are sooo stupid with fire but none the less they had a blast and thats all that mattered. I gave out the cookies to everyone around 10 and at 11:30 there was mass fireworks for all to enjoy (bt not set off! the grownups did these ones) After another half ohour of dancing the fiesta was finally over and at midnight everyone exchanged Christmas hugs. We were absolutely exhausted, but the day was a good one. I finally crawled into bed at 2am for various reasons – one being laziness and passed out
On the American day of Christmas there is literally nothing going on here at the Hogar beyond tamales (which is a treat..for people that like them.) The kids all slept in to recover from the night before and cleaned up the mess from all the fireworks and right now they are at the rio swimming. I guess I didn’t realize that they don’t celebrate Christmas the 25th I thought they did a two-day celebration and only came to that realization when I walked into the comedor said “buenos dias y feliz navidad” and was answered with a “that was YESTERDAY” from one of the boys. To which I said “well, in the United States it is Christmas.” a little more annoyed than I needed to be but I walked into the kitchen part and Suyapa and the madrinas were laughing at me in a approving way as if to say good for you haha.
SO that was our Christmas at the Hogar. I hope everyone had a good one in the US!!! Love you and God Bless