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February 2013

Paxixil Library Celebration

"Fired up" to learn

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The mind is not a vessel to be filled but a fire to be kindled.

Opening Remarks

Opening Remarks

On a cold Saturday morning on February 16, about 45 guests, which included PAVA Guatemala and PAVA Foundation board members, donors, and representatives from the communities of Panamachavac and La Loma joined the village of Paxixil to celebrate the community library that PAVA helped to build. Eugenia Minondo de Fairhurst, outgoing president of PAVA Guatemala began her comments with the above quote from Plutarch and whether spoken in English or Spanish the meaning was clear to everyone present. The library has been operating since late October 2012 and this was a grand celebration planned by the community. PAVA assisted the COCODE (Community Development Council) and the library advisory group to outline the presentation programs offered in the library (like the El Jardín Infantil, interactive story time, and memory games) and explain the use of the facility, but it was clearly the community's show. All were ecstatic about it!

Women's Library Committee

Women's Library Committee

Although PAVA has in the past built a number of bridges, several water projects and over 70 schools, this project opens a new chapter in PAVA’s community development. The library building is owned by the COCODE and operated jointly with the community advisory board which is made up of only women. Eugenia mentioned that in her first meeting with the community she wanted to meet with the woman’s group, but only the all-male COCODE showed up. She reminded them about meeting with the women’s advisory board and they said this is the woman’s advisory board. Realizing no women would be at this meeting, she continued to explain the operation of the library. The men listened carefully, left and then later informed PAVA that library operation would be a woman’s responsibility since it is an extension of caring for children. Male and female roles in this an all the communities PAVA works in are well defined. It has made for interesting conversation since at one library PAVA recruited a bright young man as a promotor (library promoter or assistant). The men in the village made fun of him because it was considered woman’s work even though one of PAVA’s two library coordinators is a man and no one mocks him.

Norberto, COCODE President

Norberto, COCODE President

The library’s unique design made all onlookers impressed as the giant colorful bamboo doors of the library were rotated to show a display for each subject on the program. Speakers presented a range of issues from the youth programs to explanation of cultural heritage. Norberto, the President of the COCODE, acted as the master of ceremonies introducing each topic as panels were flipped to show the display.

The highlight of the festivities was a traditional dance by the children that you can see below.

The community pride was palpable as Norberto invited everyone inside the library to see the programs in action and look at the panels close up.

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Lunch was a locally prepared feast featuring chuchitos (dough made from corn filled with chicken and wrapped in corn husks {which I did not eat, but everyone raved about}), tortillas, veggies and fire-roasted sausages. The meal was prepared by the Paxixil women with an assist by the community men who made a cinder-block fire-pit to roast the sausages. During the meal guests mingled and members of the La Loma COCODE expressed awe at the beautiful library and mentioned that they can hardly wait to start on their new building.

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Despite the cool weather the event was a great success. More importantly the young and old minds of Paxixil are living into Plutarch’s quote and are “fired up” to learn.

Posted by Aeren 18:56 Archived in Guatemala Tagged education pava libraries Comments (0)

Antigua's processions

An exercise in patience and prayer

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Years ago I visited Antigua for Holy week and I really felt it was one of the most reverent, spectacular, and spiritual events I've ever been to. As Carnaval came to a close and Lent began I experience the first processions of this year. The first official of lent was scheduled for Sunday, February 17 but on Friday, as I was sitting in the house I heard the moribund music of the procession. My friend said that's live music, there's a procession near here go check it out. As so I ran out with camera in hand to find both sides of 2a Avenida Sur lined with people and they approached the Tanque de Union park where my friend lives.

This was the scene as the procession passed Tanque La Union. I don't know how long this procession lasted but it was still impressive. There were lots of cars, motor bikes, and bicycles behind the procession and no one, not one person honked a horn. I'm sure they wanted to go around and some figured out ways to do that, but there is a solemness to this, a ritual that no one wants to disrespect.

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A couple of days later I was attending the board meeting of the PAVA Foundation when we heard the the procession from Santa Catalina was coming by the hotel. We took a break to watch. The first thing I noticed was the alfombras (carpets) near the hotel. I took a photo before the procession walked over it. The creation of these works of art brings great joy to the people creating them. There are two types, one kind is the one's created by friends and neighbors for processions another is created by the church for vigils.

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This isn't Macy's Thanksgiving Day, this is thoughtful, slow, methodical walking and stopping. There were men dressed in in white and others in a purplish blue carrying the various Saints, Virgin Mary, and statue of Jesus being flogged and forced to carry his cross. Why do these men and women undertake this punishing event? I asked one member of the Hermandad de la Consagrada Imagen de Jesus Nazareno del Perdon y Santisima Virgen de Dolores (Brotherhood of the Consecrated Image of Jesus the Nazarene of Forgiveness and the most Holy Virgin of Pain) this question. He said, "there is a strong tradition that goes all the way back to when the Spaniards first arrived and we want to keep those traditions alive. It is a great honor, it brings us closer to God to share the burden is a gift." The cucuruchos in ancient times were sinners who would stand outside the churches forced to wear purple cone hats (called cucurucho) in order to pay for you their sin(s). They suffered the cold rain, heavy sun and severe hunger and were often insulted by the passerby. Not even their relatives would visit them. This was the tribute they offered the church and community for their sins. As time went on they were asked to parade during Holy Week to pay their tribute eventually it morphed into it's current state.


Today the cucuruchos are not insulted, they are honored for their honesty in admitting they are flawed and sinful. The cucuruchos pay an homage to the church for the honor of marching in the procession and helping to carry the huge floats. The site is quite amazing.

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Fat Tuesday in Guatemala

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Carnaval is truly a party. From early hours on Tuesday morning I could hear loud speakers from several directions playing music. Vey, my hostess, told me that she has the "pleasure" of having four schools within on block. On a day like today then you've got competing schools vying to make the most noise.


I spent most of the day getting ready for a board meeting and missed much of the festivities, but I found out that it's probably more partying than I would be interested in. The best part of Carnaval are the eggs. The inside is filled with confetti. As we watched the presidential debate last night the staff casually asked to speak with my friend, Vey, (their employer) and busted a couple over her head in the hallway. I heard a commotion and laughing but, I was intently watching the State of the Union. This gave Vey plenty of time to enter the room and break an egg over my head! Mega, the puppy was having a blast eating the egg shells. We had to put her away to keep her from getting sick on all the paper inside.


I tried to engage Lola in the festivities, but as you can tell, she is not impressed.

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Climbing Volcán Acatenango

The 13,000 ft headache

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I’ve always been fascinated with high places. Going to the top of the Empire State Building, the Sears Tower, and skydiving. In all my times coming to Guatemala I’ve only climbed two small volcanos, one is called Volcán Ipala in south-eastern region of Guatemala. It was about a 1 ½ hour climb to get to the summit which contained a lovely lake called appropriate “Lago Ipala”. The other was San Pedro on horseback at Lake Attitlan. I think I like the challenge and the view when you get up there.

I decided on climbing with OX (Outdoor eXcursions). The tour was reasonably priced at $86 for an overnight trip and they provided tents, warm coats, backpacks, and sleeping bags if you didn't have them. They explained the trip in detail so I knew it would be a difficult climb, however, Volcán Acatenango was more challenging than I knew. You start at the side of a road and walk up past farmland. By the time you end your climb you’ve traversed four eco-systems: farmlands, high pine forest, cloud level and volcanic level. The first eco-system really took us past farms of corn that had been recently cut, and lots of snow peas, lilies being grown for the upcoming holy week, rows and rows of strawberries, and other vegetables I couldn’t begin to identify since they were just coming up.

It quickly became a steep climb and I struggled to keep up with the pace of the group. There were 8 of us with two guides and a videographer who was making a film to the tour company. At our first break the guide for our group, Mike, said “Let’s put you in front to set the pace. This isn’t a race.” So I began again at the front of the group. I was actually the oldest and smallest person in the group. The next oldest was a man from Canada who I later learned was a year younger than me and Mike’s father. The group was an eclectic mix of Canadian, German, Australian, British, French Canadian, and Americans from the University of Texas from the study abroad program who I had met at a lecture the previous week.

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As we cleared the farmland and entered the high-pine system the air was already thinner. I started to develop a headache but I kept pushing through not wanting to slow down the already slow pace but after 20 minutes I thought it best to take some of my migraine medicine. I had heard them talk about altitude sickness, but I really didn’t think it would affect me. Nevertheless, it’s been years since I’ve done anything in high altitude and it showed. The headache kept getting worse. We cleared the high-pine and I realized I was going to have a bad migraine. Mike offered to take my pack so I wouldn’t be weighed down. I took a second round of medicine hoping it would at least keep it from getting worse. At this point we were over half way to the camp site. It helped some. The headache didn’t get worse. We climbed and climbed. Pass the cloud level, which didn’t have any clouds today and up to the volcanic level.

What they call sand is lava that has been broken up by the winds into small stones. Your feet sink into it and it doesn’t feel like you are making much progress ascending. It’s an eerie landscape that reminds me of science fiction movies like the Martian Chronicles when they are terraforming the planet. There are patches of green that don’t look like they quite belong there.

We finally reach our camp site and begin to set up camp at the base of the larger peak of Acatenango. The view of the valley from here is spectacular. I am determined to climb the higher peak to get a view of the Fuego volcano. The winds are terrible have to climb almost on all fours. I can see the top of the summit and then sunlight hits me with such intensity that a color aura develops around my eyes. I am literally blinded, I close my eyes, and my migraine is back in full force. I can go no farther. Tears are streaming out from the pain. Mike comes back to encourage me to continue the climb, but I cannot. The pain is too intense. So my climb to the top of the summit is foiled. I am lead down back down to the campsite where my eyes begin to adjust but my head is splitting.

Mike tried to encourage me to see the sunset from a smaller rise to the right of our camp site but I had just enough energy to crawl into the tent. I changed to night clothes and crawled into the sleeping bag but the wind was blowing so hard and the backdoor to our tent wouldn’t zipper up. The wind whipped into the tent full force. My sleeping bag was rated for 40 degrees and it must have been in the 20’s. Fortunately, my tent mate had accidentally carried up a second sleeping bag and I opened it and used is like a blanket for the two of us. The group came down from the summit after the sun went down and I could hear them discussing how windy it had been up there. They asked me if I wanted dinner, but I knew if I ate it wouldn’t stay down and my headache was still intense. Around midnight all the water I had been drinking coming up the mountain was ready to come out. I had to choice but to leave the confines of the warm bag and venture out to the windy cold weather and I was so happy I did. I looked up at the night sky and it was glorious. Stars, millions of them, dotted the heavens. My astronomy skills are very poor, but I could recognize Ursa Major only because I’d been to the McDonald Observatory last year and I remembered the astronomer explaining the “Big Dipper” is the upper side of the Great Bear (Ursa Major) constellation. The rest was just beauty.

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In the morning our guides woke us around 5:30 am to see if we wanted to see sunrise. I found them huddled around the fire keeping warm and heating water for coffee and tea drinkers. I walked over to the east and got a couple of shots of the sunrise. I didn't remember ever seeing clouds pouring off mountains like these. Again it made the cold, headaches, and stiffness all worth it.

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Coming off the volcano proved interesting. There was a porter that had ridden a horse from his farm up to pick up the videographer's pack and bring it down. I walked back about half way, but I was still not feeling well. Eddie the second guide suggested I might ride the horse down. The suggestion was a great one. I mounted the horse and made my way down able to keep up with the rest of the group. It didn't have a regular mount and when I first sat on the cargo mount I kept sliding off. Finally the young porter said, "Let's have you sit on the hindquarter. You don't weigh much and I think it will be easier." Much to my amazement, the horse was fine with it and the ride was much better.


In Antigua it is amazing to realize that the doubled peaked volcano is the one I just spent the night on and that the saddle between the two peaks was where we camped. It is quite humbling. I think I will climb again even though I had such a terrible migraine. I just will start taking the medicine a lot earlier. The views from up there are too precious to miss.

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El Jardín Infantil - The Children's Garden

Early Childhood Development through Stories and Playtime

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This morning I got up pretty early, 6:00 am to be exact. I confess that would be my normal time to get up back in Austin, but here I've been a tad more relaxed. The reason for my early rise was to go to Paxixil in the district of Tecpán near the ruins of Iximche to visit the library that a group of us from Seekers Church in Washington, DC, with friends from Texas, California, Colorado, and Iowa (you know who you are) helped to fund and build. The community library project is just another way that PAVA is moving with the times. PAVA has built a number of schools in the highlands and been involved in countless community development projects including building bridges, providing potable water, teaching sanitation and health, providing stoves, operating a bookmobile and providing scholarships. Education is at the core of PAVA's goals for helping the development of the highlands. While providing schools provides an important part of the education of the children it is not necessarily the community hub we had hoped it would be.

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PAVA hoped the schools it built would be available for use as community centers, however, there arose an unforeseen complication when the keys were handed over to the Ministry of Education. It seems the ministry's idea of stewardship of the building is to lock it up tight as soon as classes are let out for the day. This normally happens around noon, so the building sits empty the majority of the time. In coordination with the village Community Development Councils (COCODE) a plan has been devised to provide a structure that is the property of the COCODE, not the Ministry of Education. That structure is the Community Library. PAVA has been nursing these fledgling organizations in Paxixil, La Loma, and Panimachavac to name a few. The Executive Director and two employees have been working in these communities developing and implementing early childhood stimulation programs using stories and structured playtime. The Paxixil library was the first one built by PAVA and designed pro-bono by architect Axel Parades.

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Along the way to Paxixil we picked up Araceli in Chimaltenango who will be working at Paxixil today. The drive is pretty smooth once we get past Chimaltenango until we turn off the highway into the town of Tecpán. We slowly work our way through the town following the signs to the ruins of Iximche. A good part of the road to Iximche is unpaved, dusty and has a few more pot holes than I remember from last year. The community at Paxixil is relatively small, the first building we see is the school that we built a couple of years ago. We continue up the road to the library and although I've seen it in photos it is still surprising to see the structure. I take a moment to visit with the president of the COCODE and then set off to take a few photos. From the moment we mothers drop by to bring there pre-kindergarden children to "El Jardín Infantil" (the children's garden). It is not a garden of plants it is the name chosen for the program to work with pre-k children ages 3-5.

As mothers drop off their children at the library they may sign out a picture book for an even younger child at home. No one is left out. Araceli teaches the "promodores" (library assistants) how to create teaching moments in playtime. In this video you can see one of the girls teaching a preschool child how to count. The children attend from 9:30 - 11:30 am and the time is packed with activities. Eventually the library assistants will be able to take over the jardín and it will free up Araceli and the other PAVA employees to continue training other communities.


I stayed long enough to listen to Araceli tell a children's story of a seed becoming a flower. She is so expressive in the story and engages the children in every aspect. Keeping these little ones engaged is no easy feat. But with Araceli telling the story you never know when she's going to ask you a question or do a hand movement. It is quite entertaining.

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