A Honduran Expreience by Rebecca Seehusen
Oh, how I loved my journeys back through time in this village. I went out several days and each day found out something new. First, each area is broken down into a barrio, or neighborhood. There are pulperia's (convenience stores) in each barrio. Most carry the same basic items, water, soft drinks, etc. There is a big (by Yorito standards) grocery store up the hill from the Catholic Church on the left side of the park, up a block from Dra. Suyappa's office. They sell concrete even. There is an internet cafe across from it, with faster than dial up but slower than dsl service. I did not use it as the other Peace Corp worker (tall blonde European guy) was teaching computer classes the day I went in. My presence caused an uproar amongst the kids, so I quickly left. Across from the big primary school, there is a very nice pulperia, very clean. The lady also has two rooms for rent, but they are full now. The guy peace corp worker has one. There is no place that is fit for a team to stay in Yorito. I went to one place that had several rooms, but they were not at all clean or safe enough for Americans to stay in. A tent would have been better.
There is a Veterinaria store on the same road as the Catholic church, just up from the road you turn to the mission on. I bought a bag of grain for Modesto's horse, as she was nursing her colt and looked like she could use something other than grass. They delivered it and Modesto has a bin to store it in. I think I paid $250 limps for it. Just an idea if you run out of ways to spend your money. They do not have a car, their truck died, so the horse and donkey are it for transportation.
There were mosquitoes and fleas at the mission. Most of us kept bug spray on the whole time, and at least we all were wearing the same "cologne."
Things to know in general: we had Bible School each day M-Th. About 150 kids attended and loved it. We bought little cakes in Yoro, halved them and passed them out with kool-aid. Vickie White co-ordinated it all with Ron and Joan Gilbreath and Linda Guthrie as helpers. You can email Vickie for more ideas. Her email address is listed in the cc space above. She is the teacher that wants to go back next summer to teach English. Peanut Butter was way too expensive for a small jar to make sandwiches with. Take some with you, if you can and give some nourishment to their little bodies as well as their souls. The clothing item I could see most needed was t-shirts sizes 8-12 and those plastic/rubber flip-flops they like to wear. I did see more cows, horses, pigs and cars in the village than last year. There are a few new homes being built, so prosperity is coming, slowly but surely. I know your work witll be blessed as ours surely was. Email me or call me with any questions. Saved by Grace, Rebecca
Here is the website that I created to upload my digital photos from last week. George, Marlene and Patty were three of our interpreters. Harriet
was our cook, and she made this Honduran delicacy called "chicken foot soup." Last year she would not let me taste it, this year I got a bowl
(sans the foot!) Let me know what you think. http://groups.msn.com/YoritoHondurasMay-June2005

Love, Rebecca