Monday, March 23, 2009

Final Blog- Shivani Alamo

Friday, already. It was unbelievable how fast the trip came and left. Our last day in Panama was amazing like all the others. We started off with a tour of City of Knowledge then made our way to meet the Ambassador. The two women that spoke at the City of knowledge really summed up all of the hospital tours from the entire week. Then we went to visit the Embassy, this was an awesome experience. Almost like something I have never experienced before, going through high security, having to wear an official ID tag, and having to be escorted 4 at a time. Then when the ambassador spoke, she summed up a lot of what is going on in the operating of Panama and that explained a lot of things from the week as well. She tried to best explain Panamanian structure and did a good job at it. What I found even more interesting though were her colleagues, they really broke down the international affairs positions that they work in. This helped me as I am an international relations major. I felt like the speakers at Cuidad del Saber and the meeting at the Embassy brought everything from the week together. The experiences with the children, and where they were growing up, to the political structures, and medical system. Speaking with the representatives from the embassy really put my career plans into perspective and helped me narrow down what I want to do. Their accounts of how it is to work on the international field held much weight into the decisions that I will have to make in the near future. 

Friday, already. It was very hard when we arrived home after our day and it was time to pack. I started feeling very sad, as I packed my bag and looked around at my fellow classmates that I shared so many experiences with. In one week I grew closer to people I didn't know, and experienced with them things I have not experienced with my own family. Together we helped give attention to children who otherwise probably wouldn't have received it in those four days. Some may look at it as we came to Panama to play with babies and children in the park, but I think we did more than what we can ever see. I only hope that my fellow classmates and I don't forget this experience and take all that we have seen and learned to take action in our lives. All of this is going through my mind while packing. Scenes from through out the week keep reeling over and over in my head; everything from the smithsonian to little Arisberto laughing. I think about him a lot actually, sometimes I wonder what he and the other babies are doing. Or what Luigi and the other kids from Casa Esperanza are doing. Will I ever see them again? Will they achieve what they want in life? Will they survive? 

I am back in the states now, and all I can think about is Panama, the beautiful scenery, people and children we worked with. I look at all I have here, and what they had there. I keep thinking about everything we saw from hospitals to poverty stricken streets. I keep thinking about everything that we learned about the country, its people and their stories. I am grateful for such an amazing experience and can't even begin to put into words the feelings that I had throughout the week. I have made a promise to myself to not forget. 

Last Day in Panama--by Liza Dolzhenko

Friday--The Last Day in Panama:

It was very hard for me to believe that Friday was going to be my last day in Panama. By then, I got really used to the Hostel, my five wonderful roommates, the beautiful surroundings and the delicious food. But I guess nice things are very easy to get used to.
In the morning we went to visit USF Health office in the City of Knowledge, where we got to hear two presentations that summed up everything that we have learned in the past week. We also got to know more about the opportunities such as scholarships and various programs offered by USF in the City of Knowledge. This definitely struck my classmates' attention, because many people began asking very specific questions and no doubt contemplating coming back to Panama some day. Although I haven't previously considered studying abroad, my experiences in Panama have made me seriously consider this option.
After our visit to USF Health, we set off to visit the US Embassy in Panama. Getting in the building was a long process; we had to be escorted inside in groups of four. After all of us were in, we met the ambassador and a group of 5 or 6 of her colleagues. This, in my opinion, was the most interesting presentation of the week. The ambassador gave us the big picture about what was going on in Panama and the US-Panamanian relations. She and her colleagues also spoke about their experiences working for the United States government and all the perks and cons associated with the job. Although I do not think that this is something that I would be interested in doing, I greatly admire these people and the lifestyle they have chosen in order to serve the US government.
After the visit to the embassy we went to have lunch at Pencas, which was, as always, delicious. Then we went to the market once again to get a few last minute souvenirs, where I purchased my first Mola. By now I was really sick of all the souvenirs, but I thought it would be kind of wrong to leave Panama without purchasing at least one.
Then we went back to the Hostel and it was time to get ready for next day's early departure. We were slowly packing, but it still didn't feel like we were leaving in a few hours. I think for most people it wasn't until the airport that they started to realize that our visit to Panama was over.
As for me, I think that it's just now hitting me that I am very far from Panama and what's even sadder, I may never see it again.

Final Reflection: Jon Casanas

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Sunday, March 22, 2009

Final Reflection: Anton

After coming back to USF this past Saturday, I realized that there could have been no better way to spend my spring break. I have traveled out of the country before, but no experience could have prepared me for this trip. I left with the feeling that I have made a difference.

The first two days were valuable in the sense of Panamanian culture and scenery. Meeting the Embera tribe left with an entirely new perspective of those that don't take part in technology and twenty first century luxuries. I had previously thought that these groups felt needful and under-privileged. On the canoe, cruising away from the island, I knew that this was not the case at all. In fact, it was a very simple, happy life - without many of the struggles of "civilized" life. It was disheartening to hear some of the dangers and obstacles that they face as a people. I wish there is something that could be done about the government's power over them. Their culture is quickly changing as the advent of tourism is growing in their economy. Now, food, beads, material, and other things are bought in town with money that they receive for putting up with tourists. It's really a shame that their way of life is so drastically changed.

The next four days were some of the best days that I have had in quite a while. I have worked with several childrens' organizations, but not one that could even compare to these. This children have so many needs, and it is feels terrible not to be able to satisfy all of them. We did a great job in helping out with some of the organizations financial problems, but the biggest need that both shared is the lack of caring individuals that can come and spend time with the kids. I didn't originally think that two days with a baby or a kid would make any difference. In Casa Esperanza, we only were able to spend about five hours with the kids. We threw a small party for them, and by doing so - we showed them that there are people who care for them. The true value of these two days were meeting a couple of the kids, and talking and playing with them. Contrary to what I had thought, spending just a few hours with a kid can have an impact on his life. I met one child, Danny, who stuck with me most of the time. I was able to teach him several things about dealing with women, and he taught me some spanish. I had the pleasure of dressing up as a Leprechaun for the party, in charge of the candy; in which I wore a large, skillfully crafted hat. The significance of this was that I was able to leave the hat with Danny, as a constant reminder that someone, somewhere is thinking about him.

At Nutre Hogar, I learned that I am actually not half bad in dealing with babies. The first second I walked into the nursery, this one little dude was staring me down. I went over to him and played with him for a bit. I went to leave and he started crying. It seemed like he bonded with me pretty quickly. I ended up playing with little Jose for four hours, without leaving him once. If I tried to walk away, the whole neighborhood heard his protests. The next day was the same routine. He recognized me instantly and we spent another few hours together, culminating in me feeding him dinner. It hit me so hard that this little guy was defenseless against the fact that his survival depended on this organization, and the support it receives from others. When I fed him dinner, it was tough to keep a straight face. He was almost two years old, and could not speak or walk. Without someone there to stimulate his mental and physical growth, his future will be at risk. If I could, I would have stayed there for another few weeks - or just taken him home with me in my suitcase.

These few days took a mental toll on me, however they instilled in me a desire to do more in my community. One can preach all day of hardship and much-needed help, but until the listener actually sees his own work pay off, it is hard to muster up the initiative to help. I gained many great memories of my hard work serving these little kids, and I now see that it is so important that people volunteer. I have learned many things, gained perspective, and discovered a lot about myself as a person. This trip was incredible, and I really want the Honors College to have another class like this, going to another country. I will be the first to sign up!

Panama Beyond the Classroom

Final Reflection

Our last day in Panama, a bittersweet moment in time during which we frantically tried to soak up every second of our remaining time in country and yet at the same time were desperately eager to return to our homes. Time flew as we rushed from place to place, attempting to match our newly aquired Latin sense of time to our closely scheduled itinerary.

The day started, as most did, bright and early with the world's best bus driver (Darius) forced yet again to drive our crazy group around the city. All thirty of us were together again for the day, beginning with a tour of the Ciudad del Saber USF Health Office which involved walking in one door and out another and then repeating the entire process in reverse! After that brief detour we hailed our bus drivers and set out to meet the actual head of USF Health and learn more about the city. Then it was back on the bus as we rushed to the U.S Embassy to meet with the ambassador before her flight left. Personally, talking with her and her staff was probably the most academically relevant part of our trip as the topics of crime, international relations, police models, etc are what I am studying. By the time all this was over it was pretty late in the afternoon and we were all definitely ready for lunch at Penca's. It being a Lenten Friday and all my options were fairly limted though I did get some excellent calamare and patacones...which took forever to get to the table!!! Hunger sated, after yet another two and a half hour lunch, we headed over to the Miraflores Lock to view the infamous Panama Canal. Unfortunately, I got seperated from my group so I missed the movie and spent the whole time on the roof watching the Canal which was very interesting so it wasn't too bad. It was actually pretty amazing to physically see something that had been the subject of so many of our class discussions. After that we rushed to the market for some last minute souvenir shopping before heading back to the hostal to pack everything up and get ready to leave EARLY in the morning. Hostal craziness ended our final day in Panama around midnight and then we woke up a mere three hours later in order to catch our flight home.

After a 24/7 Panama immersion it was very odd waking up this morning by myself in my own bed...in fact, I was still on Panamanian time and woke up at 6 am this morning ready for a breakfast of fresh fruit and a day of activity and I'm still not sure whether I was disappointed or relieved to have nothing scheduled for the day. Just further evidence of how much I enjoyed the trip, the class and the experience as a whole. It's definitely something I will never forget.

-LE

Final Reflection – Michelle

Final Reflection – Michelle

From beginning to end, our trip was amazing. The term service-learning perfectly reflects our time in Panama, though I believe it was the learning portion of our trip that greatly exceeded my expectations. Working with children is always a learning experience, and I have volunteered with kids before on several different occasions. But working with children in poverty was a completely difference experience for me altogether.

I found our first two days volunteering at Nutre-Hogar to be very emotional. The ratio of staff to babies was no where near enough, with about 4 staff for 30 babies. Many of the babies had bloated bellies, and skinny legs as a result of their malnutrition. Rotted teeth and skin infections were also common. Most of the babies looked at least a year younger than they really were, and had underdeveloped walking and speaking skills. Each of us chose a baby to play with, but it didn’t take long to realize that these babies didn’t interact normally. It was unsettling to see the blank faces on most of the babies, many of them didn’t like to make eye contact at first and it took a lot of effort to make them smile or laugh. Still, holding these babies was a very intimate experience, and by the end of our first day we all felt like we had made progress and made a connection with our babies. In fact, we all referred to baby we were taking care of as “my baby.” My baby’s name was Elsa and she was two years old, although she looked one. She couldn’t walk, and the first day I played with her I couldn’t get her to smile no matter what I did. After we fed the babies it was time for us to go, but when we went to put the babies in their cribs they all started to cry to be picked up and it was very heartbreaking. I think the reason it was so sad, is that we knew that our babies probably wouldn’t get held much after we left because there just wasn’t enough staff to get around to all the babies. The second day at Nutre-Hogar was much more rewarding, many of the babies recognized us from the day before and I was able to make Elsa laugh. We were also able to help with yard work, and cleaned up the play area for the children. Our babies didn’t cry as much when we left that day, and we were able to tell the Villa group about each baby so that when they took their turn they already had a heads up. I think the hardest part of volunteering at Nutre-Hogar was knowing that they needed so much more help than we were able to offer. One of the little girls, Adeliada, was staying at Nutre-Hogar with her mother, waiting for the funds to travel to the US where Shriners Children’s Hospital would perform corrective surgery on her leg. I hope that even though we have already left Panama, we can continue to do some volunteer work to help Adelaida’s mother raise the money she needs to accompany her daughter to the U.S.

Our second two days of service were at Casa Esperanza. Both days were spent at a nearby park, playing and talking to the children (there were about 60). We played soccer, red light green light (“semaforos”), jump rope, basketball, tag, and on the jungle gym and swings. It was definitely a different experience than that of Nutre-Hogar, I felt that the connection wasn’t as intimate and it was a little harder to establish a relationship with the communication barrier. Still, with what Spanish we knew a few of us where able to talk to a group of older girls (12yrs-14yrs) about their lives, and the U.S. which they were very interested in. they wanted to know if everyone was rich in the U.S. and were surprised that many of us students had nice homes and cars but still worked in places such as McDonalds or babysitting. Another thing that they found surprising was that at 19-21 years old, none of us students were married or had children. The girls told us that they walked about half an hour every morning to Casa Esperanza to make it in time for breakfast, and that in their neighborhoods there were many gangs and gun fights which scared them. Despite the horrible things they have seen or suffered through, it was amazing how resilient these kids were and that they still found it within themselves to laugh, play and make friends.

One of the most interesting parts of our trip was visiting the Hospitals and Policlinics. While everyone in Panama supposedly has access to healthcare, I personally would not have felt comfortable receiving treatment in any of the facilities that we visited. While it is true that the Hospital for social security populations was better than the Policlinics we visited, I still thought Mall was cleaner than any of the health centers I saw. While the treatment was very affordable or free, the waiting lines were incredibly long and in the Policlinics there was no were near enough equipment or supplies. The physical therapy clinic we visited was on the second floor (in a building with no elevator) and had no refrigerator, thus no ice packs or cold compresses. The staff however, was all very friendly and eager to help. I hope that with the new elections in Panama the funding and organization of the health system will be remodeled in a way that will update health facilities, and reduce the waiting times. Some thing I found interesting was that children, pregnant women, and those living in poverty could receive free health care form the government yet those same people who could not afford to buy food and were suffering from malnutrition did not receive aid as far as getting food. The schools do not have free or reduced lunch for children who can’t afford to buy food, and there is no such thing as food stamps. While I think the idea of free healthcare for those who need it is great, I think the Panamanian government first needs to focus on feeding its children and other preventative health measures.

Something else I noticed was that religious influences were found everywhere. From quotes on the menu screens at the restaurants, and Saints on the hospital walls, to the non-profit organizations we volunteered at which were founded or helped by the church.

I had a wonderful time in Panama and loved learning about their culture, health systems, research, people, and canal. The hostel (not hostile =) ) was a great experience, and provided a great opportunity to make great friends and have lots of fun. What I learned this past week will influence my ideas and choices forever, and I only hope that I will one day be able to give back and make a significant difference in places such as Nutre-Hogar and Casa Esperanza.

Final Blog

Well, it's been interesting attempting to assimilate back into the banality of daily life. As exhausted as I was when I got home from the airport last night, I still felt wide awake, my mind refusing to power down. Looking around my apartment at all of my belongings, at framed photos of smiling family members, certificates of achievement proudly on display; what could be done but have a good cry?
As I looked squarely at the physical representation of my life, interspersed were the images of the children I'd held, played with, and fed. These children will never have so many of the things that were automatic in my world. And while the concept of both Nutre-Hogar and Casa Esperanza is rehabilitation and release, these children will undoubtedly go back to only marginally better conditions than when they left, if they're lucky.
This was truly an experience of totality. Never have I been able to see so clearly, from the very top to the very bottom, how policy affects people and their quality of life. We were fortunate enough to get to meet both the American Ambassador and her cohorts as well as members of the Embera tribe. Through these experiences I've been able to see without a doubt that government corruption in Panama, along with the United States complicity/lack of action against it forces social programs to become utterly defunct and ill-passed laws to have dire, dire consequences. Efforts at conservation of Embera land means the people have no way to feed themselves. This fills up places like N-H and CE; a generation of wasted lives; innocent people forced to deal with an unjust reality.
I feel Panama and its people are standing on a precipice. They have both an election and the expansion of the canal in the works, two huge events. Their indigenous tribes are fading into the ether like so many countries before them. NOW is the time for Panamanians to make their government work for them. With so many different groups of people, and distinct regions, I feel Panama would benefit greatly by putting in place local, state governments in addition to a larger, federal government. This template allows each group to have equal representation, and for the balance of power to be spread over a much greater group of people. Panama is still a country in transition, and thus I feel that this concept is not entirely out of the question for their future.
For me, this experience is one I would not trade for all the beach, sleep, and relaxation-filled spring breaks there are.

Day 6: Second day at Casa Esperanza


"Maestro! Maestro! Levantame!" The kids were tugging at my shirt, asking me to pick them off the ground and swing them. We were at this amazing tree. At a distance, someone from Tampa would think it as a large tree with moss hanging down. But to the kids, it was called the "[Tarzan yell] tree." From afar, they would point to that tree and would yell out and beat their chests. I did not understand them at first. During that day, several kids and I attempted climbing some trees in the park. This one huge tree had long sinewy rope-like vines that hung from high branches. I tried tugging on them to check for stability; it wouldn't even budge. Then I took a running start and lunged onto a vine and...swung. The crowd of kids all yelled out the Tarzan yell and then I realized. This tree was the best piece of jungle the city could offer. In a matter of minutes, children were swinging through the vines, and more asking for help to get on the vines. Richard, Jon, and Mr. Mejias came over to help out with the picking up. And the crowd just grew. Personally, I love climbing trees. These kids reminded me of my own childhood; the challenge and fun involved with each tree. But this Tarzan swinging completed my tree climbing childhood experiences. "Como un mono!"

Finally, the ice-SCREAM was made and the kids ran from all directions to the center of the park yelling "Helado! Helado!" Our group organized an ice cream party as a farewell celebration for our time spent with them. We had refreshing Popsicles and conversed with our new friends. They talked about their love for 'futbol,' and we exchanged some English words for Spanish words regarding the major body parts. We pointed to our face, and said cara; they pointed to their cara, and said face. The children displayed much interest in learning English. As a matter of fact, the sentence they knew the most and at the top of their head was: Good morning, Teacher! We were glad these kids were getting proper educational exposure. They had a licensed teacher and great staff at Casa Esperanza. The kids are impacted by the worst influences from their neighborhoods. From gangs to domestic violence, they are brought up from the roots of poverty, the source of disadvantaged conditions. And they turn to this beacon of light, a center of help and advice, a House of Hope: Casa Esperanza.

Later that day, we went to the Smithsonian Institute. This center focused on the research of marine science. It was an international hotspot for marine research that attracted undergrads, graduates, masters, and phDs from all over the world. Even our tour guide was originally from Finland, but has stayed in Panama for several years because of her love for her research and role at the Institute. About 3.5 billion years ago, the Panama was formed and officially formed the 'bridge' between North America and South America. Up until now, we have heard the economic, political, and geographic features of being the bridge between continents. However, today we learned about the marine significance. When Panama was formed, it divided the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans. This resulted in a high level of speciation, formation of new species, as one species diverged and evolved into two, or more, species. The Smithsonian Institute researches the biodiversity of Panama, comparing and contrasting marine and geo life between the Pacific side and the Atlantic side. The Institute also serves a tourist museum and is undergoing some renovations and extensions. Overall, I learned a lot about Panama's geographic past and enjoyed seeing the different species from the country's different ecosystems. Our tour guide took us to different exhibits all around and we got up close and personal with sloths, iguanas, turtles, sharks, and more.

















The Three Musketeers
Sayeef Mirza
Jonathan Casanas
Richard Slamas
Billy Halaby

Thursday Room 4 Blog

Today we were volunteering at Casa Esperanza for the second time. We came there first thing in the morning and gave our donations. Soon after we went to the playground where we hung out and played sports with the kids, like we did yesterday. We wanted to do something special for the kids, so a couple people stayed behind and went to the grocery store to get ice cream and popsicles. We ate ice cream, played with the kids, took pictures, and before we knew it, it was time for the kids to leave the playground and head back to Casa Esperanza. There we gave them little treats consisting of candy, soap and a pencil. The kids seemed pretty confused and one even put shampoo in his hair (surely confusing it with hair gel).
We said bye to all the kids and a few even exchanged emails, so that we could stay in touch and send them the numerous pictures taken throughout our two days of volunteering.
Next we went to lunch at Pencas, a local restaurant where we talked and enjoyed our food. Next we were off to the Smithsonian Tropical Research Institute, where we were given a lecture. After the lecture we went on a tour of the Smithsonian facilities, where we saw beautiful fish and even got to touch a starfish. Continuing with our tour, we also encountered iguanas and several sloths. Lastly on our tour, we saw a pool with three very large turtles and surprisingly docile sharks. We took some pictures, and were back on the bus. From there we went on a tour of the Causeway, and then back to the Hostel.
In the evening a few of us went to the Villas to hang out with the other half of our class. We talked, listened to Mike’s guitar playing and just enjoyed getting to know our classmates a little better.

Highs and Lows of the Day:

Liza:

High—Going to the villas to hang out with the rest of our class. I had a really good time just sitting around and talking to the other half of the class that we don’t get to see much.
Low—When some of the kids were asking me whether we were going to have a Fiesta, which, of course, we were not planning to do. It made me sad to disappoint the kids and, worst of all, I didn’t know enough Spanish to say anything to them that would prevent them from feeling disappointed.

Final Reflection - Billy Halaby

I never expected to have the experience that I did when I signed up for Geological Perspectives at the end of the fall semester. After spending my first day in Panama I realized I would not come back to the United States as the same person that left. While volunteering at Nutrehogar I learned first hand the effects that attention can have on a child. I came in with the idea that spending two days with a baby would have relatively no effect on the child. By the end of my second day I watched a baby who was quiet and unresponsive turn into a real laughing child. Imagine if this baby was given the same amount of attention every day...the results would be astounding. Although Nutrehogar did give me a greater grasp on that I felt that my time was much better spent at Casa Esperanza. There I met a boy named Luis...in retrospect, I probably should have asked him his last name since there were several Luis'. Luis and I spent both days talking and playing and there I saw the effects good guidance can have on a developing child. I taught Luis some of the cardinal rules; always throw your stuff in the garbage and ladies are first are a few examples. Luis questioned me on what kinds of things we had in the United States and whether or not I could buy some of them for him. I explained to him that while I probably good he probably wouldn't appreciate them as much as if he earned them himself. I explained that when he got older he should find a job in a department store and buy his own things. I feel like Luis appreciated what I had to say and hopefully he does what I advised.
Comparing the two volunteer experiences is nearly impossible. If I could only choose one it would hands down be Casa Esperanza. There we were given the chance to influence a developing persons mind and teach them about our own culture and language. At Nutrehogar we spent time with children who won't remember us once they leave the organization. While it is important that these children receive attention I feel that we had a much greater impact on the children at Casa Esperanza.
Outside of the volunteer experience we visited several hospitals , the Smithsonian, El Valle, the Embera, the US embassy, and a few other places. The hopsital visits were able to grant me some insight into a system I didn't completely understand and I feel that although they may have been interesting to some medical students there overall value was lost on me. The Smithsonian, El Valle, and visiting the Embera were all extremely fun and informative experiences. My only qualm with any of these was that the Embera tribe felt a little bit fake. While they danced in front of us and tried to sell us their handmade goods I couldn't help but feel like I was being suckered. Visiting the US Embassy was definitely one of the highlights of the trip for me. There I was able to meet the US Ambassador to Panama Barbara Stephenson and several of her colleagues. The trip to the embassy was very informative and my only regret is not being able to speak with the ambassador longer.

Final Blog-Kathleen Pombier

While I looked forward to my trip to Panama all semester, I never expected it to be as incredible as it was. While all the tourist activities we did were awesome, it was the volunteer work and the people whom I did it with that made this trip so special.

Visiting the Emebera tribe the first day of the trip was incredible. The scenery was gorgeous and getting to swim in a waterfall was something I never anticipated getting to do. While I was a little disappointed seeing them try to make a living by selling their culture and was saddened by how unhappy they appeared while doing it, I did laugh about the fact that all the souvenirs we bought which we thought were authentic, were being sold all over Panama, often for a lower price.

Our trip to El Valle was also something new for me. I had never zip-lined before, nor had I intentionally covered my face in mud. Maybe it was my imagination, but my skin did feel a little softer that evening. I loved getting to walk through the forest and seeing even more waterfalls and sloths. Getting to go to the market was also fun. I bought a mola which was one of the things I wanted to make sure I did before I left.

The third day of our trip was the beginning of our volunteer work, and I had no idea how much it would affect me. My group visited Nutre Hogar first. Personally, I was not very familiar with babies. I’m the youngest child and no one in my family had a baby while I was growing up so before this, I could probably count the number of times I’ve held a baby on one hand. In fact, when the first brought the babies out, I was a little hesitant to pick one up because of my lack of experience. However, the moment I did, I realized there was little to be afraid of. All that my baby wanted was to be held. He leaned against me and put his head on my shoulder and stayed still like that for a good forty-five minutes. If I shifted him slightly to get more comfortable, he would wait till I was done, and then place his head back on my shoulder. After a while, I decided to see if I could get him to smile. It took a while, but eventually he did, and I was thrilled. We got to feed the babies which was kind of difficult for me. If I stopped for a second or set down the spoon, he would try to get my attention or hand me the spoon. What bothered me the most however, was once he finished the food, I set the spoon down, and he immediately picked it up and handed it back to me. It was obvious that he wanted more food, but there was none left. The most difficult part of the day was putting him back in the crib. The moment I did, he looked up at me and began to cry. I was unsure of what to do, so I picked him back up and he stopped. However, it was time to go so I put him back in and he started crying again. It was extremely difficult for me to leave him there crying because I knew no one was going to go pick him up and comfort him, not because they didn’t care, but because there just weren’t enough people working there to handle all the babies.

The next day volunteering there was easier. I think I knew what to expect and was able to separate my emotions from my intellect. I knew the baby I was taking care of wouldn’t remember me in a couple of days and that my holding him for a day would not have much, if any, long term effect. Still, when I got there, I began looking for the baby that I cared for the previous day. I couldn’t find him and was disappointed. I looked all around the room where I place him the day before, but he was not there. As I turned to leave the room however, I noticed that one of my group members was holding the baby I had the day before. As she went to hand him to me, he caught a glimpse of me, and a smile spread across his face. I was ecstatic. I took him downstairs, and, in opposition to the previous day, he was very active. He crawled across the floor, played with balls, and even interacted with other babies. He was obviously enjoying himself and it made me happy to see how happy he was. It came time to feed them again and it was the same event as the day before. When it came time to place him in his crib, I set him down and left. As I was walking out of the room and heard him crying, but I knew if I went back, I would never be able to leave. I hope that in the future, I will be able to do more for Nutre Hogar. I know there is only so much good that can be done in two days of service. I also know that was most important to the organization were the donations given and not our presence there. However, I think it was imperative that we physically go there and see the children, not just mail them supplies. By seeing those babies, I know that I want to get involved in more service and I want to do more for that specific organization. I hope we are able to continue to donate to them and especially find some way to help Adelaida, an amazing six year old girl who needs a surgery her family can’t afford.
The fifth day of our trip was the first day we went to Casa Esperanza. I wasn’t sure exactly what to expect. I knew these were kids who used to work the streets and that they were living in poverty. I guess I thought they would be unwilling to interact with us but the other group was right when they described these kids as awesome. It was amazing to see that after all they’ve been through, they are still kids. They were willing to open up to us and describe what their lives were like. They wanted to learn English very badly. They were incredibly interested in where we came from as well. It was great that even though I speak no Spanish, they wanted to know about me, even if I did need a translator. I was thrilled that these kids had a program like Casa Esperanza that could serve as a haven. I knew they appreciated having us there, but I was also happy that even if we hadn’t been there, their day would have still involved them all getting to play and have fun. I was also very happy we were able to donate computers with programs that would help teach the kids English since many of them made it clear that they truly had a desire to learn.

Friday was our trip to the canal and to see the ambassador. The ambassador seemed very down to earth, although we laughed afterwards about how generic her answers were in terms of the United States relationship to Panama. Even though we had learned about the canal, I was amazed to see it in person, especially how large it was. The museum was interesting, the view from the top was great, and the way the ships got through the canal was incredible. There was so little room on either side of the ship I was astounded that the ships didn’t hit into the sides. Seeing how high the water had to rise to allow the ships to pass was shocking. I couldn’t believe the difference in the water levels on each side of the lock.

All in all, this trip has been one of the most amazing things I have ever gotten to do. I enjoyed all our day trips and really enjoyed the volunteering which kind of surprised me. I was able to learn a lot more about Panama by seeing it firsthand. I think what really made this trip great was the people who I was there with. The entire group was amazing and I had so much fun. I really hope I will have a chance to return to Panama some day. By far, this was my best spring break ever.

Final Reflection

This Spring Break has by far been the best I've ever had. I have always wanted to do international volunteer work, and finally I have. Being able to experience all of this with my class was perfect. The tourist type activities on the first few days were not only fun but they were a learning experience. Visiting the Embera tribe was very interesting because I saw and learned a lot. I think it is very sad that they need to sell their culture in order to stay alive, because of government restrictions. Also, the waterfall we swam under was amazing! Going to the markets was a unique experience, especially because of the language barrier and trying to communicate. I really enjoyed it though, because I was able to try my best to communicate in spanish and they worked with me very well.

When the volunteer work started, I was more than excited. I had no idea what to expect, what exactly we would be doing, and what the state of these children were. Nutre-Hogar was the first organization that the hostal group went to. When first seeing these precious babies with their big eyes staring right at me, it broke my heart. Realizing that these children were away from their parents and not getting the daily individual attention that they need, I just wanted to start helping. Each baby had their own personality and we all learned that very quickly. All they wanted was to be held, and for the four days that our class was there, I feel we made a small difference in their lives. Even if they won't remember us, any individual attention they can get can still help. Adelaida is a six year old girl that I will never forget. She is the life of Nutre-Hogar. She has the cutest laugh, and loves attention. She is so up-beat and energetic, that at first I didn't even realize she was there to get help. Once I heard her story, I felt really sad. She is waiting to go to Louisiana for hip and leg surgery. She will have to stay for 3 months, which means her mother needs to go with her. In order for her mother to go, she needs about $3000. I really hope we all can come up with a way to help them. She is an incredible little girl and her mom seemed pretty amazing too. I will never forget her. After leaving Nutre-Hogar on the second day, I realized how much I wanted to stay longer and do more. I hope that some day I can go back to help them for a longer period of time.

The next two days we volunteered at Casa Esperanza. At first, I was worried about the language barrier, because I knew I would actually need to speak with these kids, and my spanish is very limited. The first two boys that Shannan and I talked with, ended up saying something along the lines of, "You don't speak spanish well." This didn't boost my confidence at all, but it sure was funny. Yet, I continued to try to speak with the children, and when I couldn't Mr. Mejias was there translating for me, That helped a lot. These children seemed like a family, they all looked out for each other and seemed to get along really well. They had each other to play with, so that is not what they needed us for. Mostly, they liked to talk. They wanted to learn about us as we wanted to learn about them. Obviously, this was difficult for me so I walked around taking pictures. I learned very quickly that these children love cameras. They asked for my camera and walked around taking pictures and videos of themselves and others. It was so cute seeing how much joy they got out of this. I loved watching all the children play and just observing. Leaving these children wasn't quite as hard for me because I knew most of them could somewhat take care of themselves. Although, I think it was definitely enjoyable for them to have us there.

Our visit to the Embassy to speak with the Ambassador was really a great opportunity. I enjoyed this part of the trip very much because I learned a lot and the people that worked there had really interesting lives. I enjoyed hearing about how they got where they were, and they gave us advice on jobs with the government if we wanted one. Also, the Panama Canal was very cool to see. I loved seeing how it actually worked and watching massive vessels travel through the Miraflores locks.

The last night was an amazing way to end the trip. Instead of going out dancing, we decided to stay in and just spend time with each other. First there was the cake. That in itself was funny. Especially the boys' reaction. The girls of the Hostal wanted to prank the boys, and in order to do this we tried to get Mr. Mejias in on it. Mr. Mejias, being the prankster that he is, turned on us and told the boys what we were going to do! Obviously, the boys got us back ten times worse but it was so funny. It was a really fun night and a great end to the trip.

Thanks everyone for making this an incredible trip! I'll never forget it!

-Robyn Sagal

Wednesday's Group Blog

Wednesday- Today was our first day at Casa Esperanza. We arrived in front of an older mid-sized house. As we walked in, the director of the program greeted us and proceeded to give us a tour of the facility. In the common area there were about 15-20 kids sitting around, watching us as we came in. The director led us into a smaller hallway leading to the back rooms. In this tight area, we lined up against the wall where it was difficult for us to see inside the room. In the part of the room that we were able to see there were about 10 kids. The director told the kids in the room that we would all be playing in the park, which led to a lot of commotion. All of a sudden a group of about 40-50 kids came out of this room. This was a big surprise for many of us, since we really didn’t expect for all of these kids to come out of this small room. It seemed never ending, because children kept coming out. We finished the tour and saw the room with computers, and a kitchen. Then it was time to go to the park, and the children led us there. Arriving at the park we saw colorful, urbanized swing sets, a soccer/basketball court and an open area that was in the middle of surrounding skyscrapers. The children spread all over the park and went to their respective areas; some kids went straight for soccer, others the swings and seesaws. As soon as we got there, we immediately started playing with the children. The kids that were shy at first warmed up rather quickly when we offered to play games like soccer and “semaforos” (Red light, Green light). The rest of the day was spent playing with all of these children. Some wanted to play games but others wanted to talk and ask questions. Many of the children enjoyed taking pictures and wanted to do that for most of the time spent at the park. After spending a few hours at the park we walked back to Casa Esperanza to wrap up. The kids went back into the house and said they would see us tomorrow. Then we went to visit the social security polyclinic that was in the middle of, as we were told, a bad neighborhood. The doctor that we met with there gave us a tour of the hospital, and conducted an extensive question and answer session. We got to see the inside of an actual physicians room, where patients go and wait to be seen.
In the evening we went to a restaurant called Tenajas. Aside from excellent traditional food, what made this restaurant stand out were several dance and drumming performances.

Highs and lows of the day:

Michelle:
High- Today we went to a folklore restaurant and show called Tenajas. The show was beautiful and very professional, with a variety of authentic costumes and live music. I personally loved the drums, and niche intricate head gear of the traditional Panamanian head dress. The head dress was made of gold, pearls, and crystals.
Low: Today we also went to the YMCA-like Casa Esperanza for children from the streets. While speaking to the older girls (13-14years) they asked about the United States and our traditions. They were surprised that at 20 years old all of us USF student were not yet married or had children yet. From their expressions it seemed as though it was expected for girls to have children before 20yrs, and it was sad to see how quickly the young girls as Casa Esperanza had to grow up.


Liza:
High—Going to the Tenajas restaurant. Although all the restaurants that we went to have been very good, this one really stood out because it had more native dishes and an interesting show.
Low—The initial awkwardness of not being able to speak Spanish with the kids. Although I was still able to hang out and play with the kids, it would have been a much better experience if I were able to carry on a decent conversation with them.

Shannan:
High: First, being at Casa Esperanza and meeting all the children. My favorite part was talking to the group of older girls. They were so interested in us and what the United States is like. Also, going to the Tenajas restaurant. The food was great and the show was awesome. I loved the dance and costumes, especially the polleras, the traditional Panamanian dresses.
Low: My low was being annihilated in soccer, red light green light, and tag by the children. These kids were so fast and tricky! My other low was realizing how small the house is for so many children. They really could use more space.


Shivani- First walking into Casa Esperanza, I was really scared. The experience leaving Nutre Hoger, I didn’t want that to happen again. When I left Nutre Hoger I couldn’t even bring myself to walk into the room and say goodbye. So I just watched from outside of the room. Walking in and looking at those kids, I went through mixed feelings. I didn’t know whether to feel sad, or happy since some children were smiling at me. All in all, being with the children at the park became a natural high. As soon as we entered the park I felt all of this energy, I wanted to play soccer. (I never want to play soccer, lol). I guess my high of the day would be teaching this one girl English songs on the bench and her teaching me a Spanish song. I also really loved the cultural entertainment at dinner later in the night. A low would have been when the children were asking us when we were going to leave, and we told them Saturday. And one boy got excited because he thought it was next Saturday. And I told him no, this Saturday.

Saturday, March 21, 2009

Last Day and Final Reflection--Shannan Stewart

I don't know how to begin to write everything I saw, felt, and did this past week.  There isn't just one word that could sum it all up.  I experienced things I never thought I would and feel that I have been changed, in some way, since volunteering at Nutre Hogar and Casa Esperanza.  I cannot even begin to compare the two because I think they were both totally different.  At Nutre Hogar, the babies needed to be held, comforted, and given the undivided attentions that babies and toddlers need.  Even if it is true that the babies will never remember us and that there are babies all over the world in similar situations, I want to and have to believe that the four days that those children were held and played with individually, did something good and healthy for them.  I will never forget them; and then, there was Adelida.  She was such a beautiful and lively little girl.  When Mr. Mejias explained her and her mother's situation for her surgery, I really think that we should try to help in some way.  I don't want to just come back to my comfortable home and lifestyle and forget all the people and children I met and worked with. 
At Casa Esperanza, the children, more or less, just wanted to talk and play at the park.  They wanted to know everything about the U.S. and what we do here.  It was surprising to me that the young girls were shocked that none of us were married or had children of our own yet.  This was something completely new and different to them.  These children have seen things and exposed to things that I never will be, and yet the fact that they still just wanted to play and be kids really touched me.  Oh and they were fast too--I was annihilated in soccer, tag, red light green light, and any other game we played!  But it was still fun to play and hang out with them at the park.  
I didn't just learn from my experiences at these two organizations though, even the touristy activities we participated were so interesting.  I had so much fun visiting the Embera tribe our first day.  I felt sorry for these people who have to sell their culture and history to tourists in order to survive since they can no longer be fully dependent on the land and hunting.  I wonder how it would have been different for us to see them if they were still allowed to live without government regulations.  My favorite part of that day though was swimming beneath the waterfall.  I have always wanted to do that and it was so great to finally be able to.  
Going to the beach was fun as well, except when Michelle and I tried to be "brave" and ended up cutting up our legs and feet on the rocks.  However, we decided that it was totally worth jumping the waves in the ocean :)
I am really going to miss the food too.  Today when we were sitting in the airport eating a meal from Burger King that cost about two dollars more than a steak dinner at Pencas, we were all sad.  Even on the first night when I ordered what I thought was some sort of white fish for dinner and was served boiled squid instead--it was still good.  
I had such a great time with everyone and feel that I have made some really great new friends now.  We had some fun nights going out dancing and to the Villas with the other group.  But I have to say that the best night was the last night when us girls pranked the guys and then they got us back like 10 times worse.  Mr. Mejias--you betrayed us haha!  That was definitely great end to a great trip.
It still excites me that we actually went to Panama and accomplished all that we had set out to do.  We have made some great memories together that I know I will never forget.  
I want to use what I have experienced in Panama to raise awareness for these organizations and continue to try and support them.
Everyone--Thanks so much for making this Spring Break the best I have ever had!!

Friday, March 20, 2009

Friday!!

The last day in Panama began with a ridiculously late bus ride, which ended up being roughly a two minute ride to the USF Health Office, and then right back out to the City of Knowledge building. We listened to an interesting presentation regarding some of the history and ideals about the University. Their efforts are admirable, and the stage is set for an extremely successful venture. We then went over to the US Embassy. Adventuring through a lavishly furnished building, we ended up in a room with the Ambassador and some of the staff. Their perspective was very unique, and it was a very informative lecture regarding past and present politics and economy. And then, quite possible one of the high points of the trip - FREE LUNCH!! Our second trip to Pencas was awesomeness. Following lunch, we journeyed to the Miraflores locks and saw several ships make the journey through them. The engineering was fantastic, along with the little video that we had a chance to see. We learned that each ship had to pay an average of 90,000 dollars for passage through the lock system. It is interesting to try to extrapolate the effects on the economy when the new lock system is established. The construction is extremely expensive, and yet once the locks are in use, the income will be tremendous. Hopefully, Panama will capitalize on these gains, and implement more programs to improve cities and the lives of its citizens.

Day 8: El Dia Final --> Valentina Lozano

When we finally learned on our last day in Panama how to be ready on time in the morning, the bus didn't show up for like...an hour. Like always, we were late for the meeting with the people that did all the arrangements to make this trip possible for us. It was the office of USF Health located in Ciudad del Saber, very close to where we were staying at. It was a very comfortable feeling to see USF posters on the walls, it made me feel like home. There was one decoration that completely unified the USF with the panamanian culture. It was a mola made by a Kuna with a USF Health design. 
We had a very informative session about what Ciudad del Saber is nowadays and a little history of how it became to be literally a "city of knowledge" after the US military left the Clayton military base.
Our next stop was the US Embassy, which you can tell clearly that is the american embassy because it is always the biggest one in every single country. You can also tell because of their strict security laws. Pictures were prohibited even outside the building over the parking lot. It was so funny to see that within less than a minute that we got off the bus, every single person was holding a camera and taking pictures of the place and the security guard almost had a heart attack! We weren't allowed either to bring any electronic devices inside the embassy so we had to leave it in custody. We were taken in groups of four (other security law) to the place where we were going to meet the ambassador. It was 11 30 and we were supposed to meet her at 10 30, so she was waiting for us for a while. Ambassador Stevenson completely satisfied my expectations when I think about the skills that an ambassador should have. It was the only person on the entire day that I could pay 100% attention to what she was saying. She talked about the US involvement in Panama and how these years have been the most pacific ones between both countries. She explained how the US wants to have a partnership with Panama and not paternalism, which is really hard to explain it in spanish since partnership doesn't have a specific translation to the Panamanian language.
We had an amazing lunch at Pencas Restaurant, the same restaurant that we went last saturday. I am really going to miss the wonderful tres leches and flan de caramelo. I think it is time to start learning how to cook my favorite dishes!
Finally, we visited the Miraflores locks, one of the three locks of the Panama Canal. I was so lucky to be in there at that time since the big ship that was crossing was a chilean one! I learned that Chile is the third country that uses the Panama Canal the most, which really impressed me because Chile is a developing country with a 18 million population and I never thought that its trade was  so large. 
There were many plans for the night that mainly consisted in dancing salsa for the last time in Panama, but everyone was so tired to do anything else that we decided to pack our bags calmly, chill at the villa and prepare for a 7 am flight. 
If someone of the Panama class is reading this until here, I want to thank you for making this trip one of the most pleasant trips that I have ever had in my life. Our incredible relationship made us go way further than if we would have done this by ourselves. 

Adios. Tengan buen viaje.


Janine Villot: Panama Day 7

Our last day in Pamama was filled with interesting tours. We visited the Ciudad de Saber (City of Knowledge) and learned about its functions. Combining academics, international business, and non-governmental organizations like UNICEF, this former military base is well-suited advance education and programs in Panama. They also incorporate international opportunities for people abroad, though the law exempting them from keeping 90% of their staff Panamanian seems a little hypocritical--perhaps they need to increase training in Panama to rectify this. All in all, it seems like a great program that's recently taken off, and I was pleased to hear they're now including the Arts and Humanities in their programs. I feel the Arts and Humanities are every bit as important as any Science, as they give insight into the very nature of humanity, and too many foreign countries ignore or marginalize them in favor of the more lucrative science and technology. It's even become a problem in technology-obsessed America. If you do not understand the nature of humanity, its culture, and the "why" behind the actions, you don't know much, in my opinion. The City of Knowledge is growing up and realizing how important the study of humanity and its products really is.

The trip to the embassy, where we got to meet the US Ambassador to Panama, the honorable Barbara Stephenson, was a turning point for me. I had been strongly considering foreign service, but now more than ever, I am committed to seeking a career in it. I love traveling and learning about culture, and the position of the Public Affairs officer really attracts me, as he introduces American culture to other countries, as well as explaining governmental policies. Exchanging culture and communication are my passion, and I will definitely be looking into a career there. Listening to the ambassodor and her staff was interesting, as their perspective seemed to tie together a lot of things we saw. Though they danced a little around certain subjects, such as which Panamanian presidential candidate the US supports, I expected them to--some information is sensitive. They had a good grasp of the situation in Panama, a strong idea of what they were doing, and a desire to not only benefit the US, but Panama as well. Listening to the ambassador's speech on how most Panamanians feel favorable to the US and how they feel unsafe made a lot of sense. America offers a lot of security and opportunities not always found in Panama, and observing the problems facing the children at Nutre-Hogar and Casa Esperanza (especially Casa Esperanza) drives home how unsafe certain parts of Panama are. If so many children can wind up on the streets, unprotected, and so many babies be neglected to the point of malnourishment, then there must be a larger societal problem leading to this. The ambassador seemed committed to removing corruption in Panama, and while I'm not sure if the free trade agreement will accomplish this, her commitment seemed sincere.

Following another delicious lunch at Penca's restaurant, we visited the Miraflores Locks. Watching the huge ships move through the canal as water drained and filled in each lock was fascinating, and I enjoyed the impressive sights. The movie only repeated information we had learned in the course prior to our arrival, but I was happy to have seen the locks and the ships with my own eyes. The amount of ships Panama passing through is truly amazing, and despite the ships' huge sizes, not very time-consuming--perhaps fifteen minutes at most. As the ambassador pointed out, the Panamanians seem to be doing a fine job running their canal, and hopefully the expansion will benefit their economy and trickle down to the needy instead of merely benefitting the rich. This may be overly optimistic, given Panama's prevalent corruption, but one can hope.

We ended our day shopping at an Artisan's market, buying molas and other unique Panamanian souvenirs for what we hope were good prices. This trip to Panama has been amazing, and I feel I have learned a lot. Experiencing the sights, observing, and even interacting as much as my limited Spanish allows has made me feel more experienced and complete as a person. I will never forget my time here and what I have seen. I look forward to disseminating the information amongst my friends and family upon my return.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Thursday - Demyana Azer

Today is Thursday, March 19, 2009. We officially have one more full day in Panama.
It's certainly been quite the trip. Today was the second and last day at Nutre Hogar, which was the last volunteering activity that we will have done on this trip. Thinking back on our reflection today, I think it is safe to say that every single one of us has been touched in a different, incredibly deep way. We've been to Casa Esperanza, where we were dealing with young under privileged children. Then we went to Nutre Hogar yesterday and today, where we dealt with infants and young toddlers who were malnourished and/or had physical disabilities. After both volunteer activities, the commonality that we found was that the few hours that we spent with the children truly went a long way.

Today I spent a lot of time observing many of my peers and how they were dealing with each child. I watched the face of one of the infants light up as one of the young men in our group was playing the simplest activities with him, such as putting on and taking off his socks. Every time he did this, the baby laughed up a storm, and it was adorable. As stereotypical as it is, I had never thought a guy our age could show such affection and get along so well with a child, willingly, and with such joy. Not only was the young infant overjoyed with having someone there just to hold him, play with him, and show some love, but at the end of the day the young man was deeply sorrowed to have to leave the baby. I watched another young lady in our group somehow manage to handle two babies at once (quite well might I add), and the love in all three of their eyes shone through with every movement and every gesture. It was incredible.

The baby that I personally had been blessed to spend time with today filled me with all sorts of emotion. At first he was fairly calm and quiet, just sitting on my lap and resting his head on my chest. After a little while, I started to play with him and soon discovered that this little boy was the easiest baby to make laugh! I literally did such simple things as shake a little green plastic rod, roll a piece of paper into a ball, and sometimes hit the two together, and the boy would laugh like he's never laughed before. It was amazing. He would laugh at the same thing for about 20 minutes straight, as if he'd never seen what I was doing. It reinforced the reoccurring motif of happiness stemming from simplicity. The boy was not laughing because there was a funny show on TV. He was not even laughing because I had given him a toy that made music and lit up. Contrastedly, all I had done was make a little noise with my mouth while hitting a little toy on the ground and sometimes against a rolled up piece of paper. It truly was incredible.

There was so much attachment with each one of these kids, and I think most of us felt a whole lot different at the end of the day than we did this morning. It's not just a feeling of accompishment, because really, we didn't do anything drastic. Yes, we did get some important things donated and made some purchases that will truly help the children at Nutre Hogar. But even more important than that was the little bit of time that each one of us spent with a child, and the affection we gave them that would not usually be attained from anyone else at their stay in Nutre Hogar. Although there are nurses working very hard day in and day out, it is not physically possible for each one of the children to receive the utmost love and care that they deserve from someone every single day. And the time that we spent with them, we gave them that. That feeling, and having felt a certain attachment and having left the child with that much more love at the end of the day was incredible. I think each member in our group was impacted in some way or another during this time.

It has been a fabulous experience throughout, and I truly am blessed to have been a part of this experience. Every part of this trip has taught me something, and I think it not only is important to walk away with a lessong learned (as we learned from the articles), but also to think a step further. Really, what can we do when we get back home to keep helping these children? What can we do when we get back home to help children with similar needs? Stuff like what we've see happens way closer to home than we think. And while we can all agree that this was an eye opening experience, I think we have to learn to take this experience and apply it elsewhere. We need to incorporate this experience into our everyday lives and truly find ways to help out in our own way, in the ways that we find we are best at. Not everyone's niche is playing with small infants. Not everyone has the desire to help out with children. But whatever each one finds to be his "niche" so to speak, let him to what is in his power to work with such things and try to make a difference, even if it's small steps at a time. Because as we've learned, a little really really can go a looong way.

-Demyana Azer

Last Day of Volunteer Work

This morning we visited the Social Security office of Panama. We were told that most of the cases that are treated there are a Level 1 on their scale of medical need. The tour of the facilities revealed that they have a plan of action for any disasters that cause mass medical attention. The tour also revealed that the doctors have to see a minimum of 30 patients a day before they can leave, which I found interesting. We were told that some doctors don't care about their patients and just want to leave early on some days so they'll neglect the care of their patients, and that made me wonder how often that happens in American clinics and doctors' offices.

After our tour of the Social Security clinic, we went back for our last day at Nutre Hogar. We all felt very satisfied with the purchases made for the children's development, and when the children were introduced to the toys, they seemed genuinely interested in learning and using them. Just this little spark of interest made my day because of how disappointed I was yesterday when I saw how underdeveloped their minds were and how unstimulated they were. I was proud to know that the few cheap toys we bought have a potential for bettering someone's life and helping develop the inteligence of children.

I would like to think that our overall trip will have a lasting impact on the children at Casa Esperanza and Nutre Hogar but I have the feeling that some of the children there were too disattached to remember the help we tried to offer. Personally, this trip was great. It opened my eyes to so many different aspects of Panamanian culture and our own American culture. It will be a trip that I never forget and I will have the memories of all the kids in my mind and heart forever.


-Julianne Hancock


"Well, pregnant women often shift their weight from side to side and can fall asleep standing up."

Last Day of Volunteer (joana)


Today was our last day volunteering. Many of the students were moved by the children at NutreHogar. At reflection some people cried at the injustice of it all.
While at NutreHogar, we set up the things we purchased for them (a LOT, see photo). We bought toys for the cribs, walkers, medicine and other things. The big deal though, was most of the things were/are re-usable. We wanted to have as little waste as possible.
It was truly amazing to see how the kids had an impact on our group as much as we had an impact on them. Even though a number of people got "leaked" on today, it was still an enjoyable experience and a learning one. Many students reflected on the fact that the kids remembered them from the day before and were happy to see them, as well as less detached. They seemed more connected, willing to form a bond. The students did really well at playing with the kids, making them laugh and smile.
Overall, this trip has been an eye-opener for most, and incentive to volunteer at home and potentially abroad again. The students want to help out in what small way they can. At reflection tonight, many mentioned how amazing it was, that such a small amount of time could have such a profound effect. I don't think any person is going back without having gained some knowledge from this trip.

Day 5: 1st day at Casa Esperanza



Poverty is everywhere. Poverty trangresses all bounds. Poverty afflicts itself upon the disadvantaged causing threat, pain, and suffering. Yet, is escapes into the depths of every society. Whether the third-world countries of Latin America, Africa, and Asia, or the richest countries in the world like the United States, the streets of poverty are inevitable.  The men and women of these impoverished areas of the world just barely 'make' it on thier employed manual labor. But it is the children that suffer the most. It is the children 
that are tortured by the vices of poverty. Thier past scarred, their present threatened, their future risked. From the poorest regions of Panama, from the slums of the unfortunate--these are the homes of the children we worked with. Casa Esperanza is a non-governmental organization that provides day care facilities to children who are victims to child labor. These children belong to the poorest families who utilize thier children as a resource for financial gain. Casa Esperanza, or House of Hope provides these children a safe haven so that they may enjoy their childhood. From feeding to teaching, the organization is focused on the betterment of these children of impoverished families. 

Today, we came into the House anticipating the excitement of the children. That emotion was fully expressed once we got to the park. So many children running around, some playing baseball, some playing on the playground, and a lot playing soccer, or more appropriately: futbol. Four of us guys challenged them to a soccer game. And yes, we lost. These kids are good! I was the goalie and I will be honest, I was a bit intimidated when these kids cranked back their feet to kick a goal. The other goalie was using his resources: he took off his flip flops and put his hands in them and used them as hand gaurds. Now, if I had that, maybe we would not have lost :) Anyways, once we realized soccor was not our game, we tried to encourage them to play basketball with the soccer ball. But that didn't go as well. They had too many impulses to kick the ball, and a game of dribbling quickly converted back to kicking into goals. These kids, boys and girls, were so energetic that they tired me out fast. In the end, we all had fun playing outside with the kids. We got the chance to reminisce about our own children, when we used to look forward to playing outside with the neighborhood kids. But this experience was different. These children did not represent the regular 'neighborhood.' Different ages, different backgrounds, come together to Casa Esperanza for their own good. And they realize it, they defend it, they love the place. Many walk themselves to the House, one individual lives an hour and a half away from the House. Dedicated to their own futures, we were inspired. 

That night, our dinner event really topped the day. We went to "Tijanas," a fancy restaurant that focuses its theme around traditional Panamanian culture. We had some amazing food and desert, all financed by our USF Health liaison. We also enjoyed a wide variety of traditional dances representing different indigenous groups. One famous dance consisted women in beautiful traditional dresses called polleras. I will let the video explain that... 

(After dinner, when we came back to the hostel, we had a photo-opportunity. Here's the three musketeers with of course master sensei Mejias.)




The Three Musketeers 
Hostel Group
Sayeef Mirza
Richard Slamas
Jonathan Casanas
Billy Halaby

Janine, Kristen, Robyn, Kathleen, and Linnea: Panama Day 6

Group Blog for Room 1
Written by Janine Villot
Contributors include Janine Villot, Kristen Corpion, Robyn Sagal, Kathleen Pombier, and Linnea Eberhart



Thursday was our last day at Casa Esperanza and volunteering in general. We arrived first thing in the morning and dropped off the donations. Following this, we took the kids to the park (and some of us went to buy the ice cream for a special treat we wanted to give the kids). We played with them, and those that could converse with the children did their best. When we passed out the ice cream, the children´s faces lit up, and we were happy to offer them these treats. The gift bags had mixed reception, as these included soap or lotion--some of the children did not know what it was for and seemed confused as to why they received it. One boy poured the lotion on his hair as we left on the bus, apparently thinking it was hair gel--an amusing sight that made us think that in the future, we should just give the children more candy. Hopefully, they will enjoy the new equipment and games we brought them.

Thanks to Mr. Mejias, we learned a little more of the children´s situations. Some of them have to deal with shootings near their homes and say the police do nothing. A sixteen-year-old friend of Alaberto, one of the older Casa Esperanze boys, died just this past Tuesday from AIDS contracted from an older man. This confirms the worst of our fears, that these children are confronted with the same issues American children have and are exploited. Despite their happy faces and child-like behavior, these children have family and parental issues, and deal with crime and exploitation--something Panama doesn´t seem terribly interested in eradicating. As Mr. Mejias pointed out, it is surprising that not more of these children commit suicide or are kidnapped and/or preyed upon. All of their issues boiled beneath the surface, stemming from the society and their personal situations and communities--not something easily fixed in any culture. Due to the small period of time and less obvious problems of the older children, we did not experience the same sadness leaving, as the emotions were much less intense, though some connections were made.

Following Casa Esperanza, we had a wonderful lunch at Penca´s restaurant, generously paid for by USF Health. We toured the beautiful causeway and the Pacific Ocean from Panama City, before stopping by the Smithsonian Research Institute. We had a wonderful host named Rebecca, who showed us around, introducing us to the biodiversity of Panama through a zen-like video showing the flora and fauna around a small island off the coast of Panama. We took a tour around the area, admiring the incredible view and the iguanas, sloths, fish, baby stingray, starfish, sharks, and turtles they had. Panama truly offers a lot of species for such a small area. As our host pointed out, Panama formed and cut off the Atlantic from the Pacific, splitting species. So many critical splitting points seem to stem around Panama, from its wildlife, plants, culture, and even how it bridges Central America to South America. It is more than an abundance of fishes, but an abundance of life itself.

The history surrounding the place was startling. Part of the area was commandeered from Manuel Noreiga´s palace, and the small house with the aquariums was once his personal bar. The remnant pillars of a quarantine area for people suffering from yellow fever stood on the beach, and across the bay was a former retirement home that was once a leper colony. The Smithsonian conducts a lot of well-funded research around the area and offers unparalleled sights. We also admired the wealth of the area surrounding the causeway, including multi-million dollar yachts and a lamborghini. It seems the rich are very rich in Panama, just as the poor are very poor.

On a more personal note, Janine was quite sobered by how the Smithsonian´s buildings were cleaner and more presentable than any of the hospitals we visited, including Hospital de Nino. It seems it´s better to be a fish than a poor, sick person in Panama. Due to how little Spanish she speaks, she wasn´t able to form any meaningful connections or really interact with the children aside from pushing them on the swings and turning the jump rope while teaching them English numbers. She felt very frustrated that she could not do more, but at least thoroughly enjoyed the Smithsonian Institute, which was a refreshing experience.

Kristen was sad at the idea of half of the kids at Nutre-Hogar winding up in the same situation as the children at Casa Esperanza, since neglect is an issue amongst these babies. There´s a cycle of poverty going on, and while Casa Esperanza is doing the best they can, they´re still not doing everything--sexual education is left out, and they´re not improving the education of the children, since most of them seem more interested in television and games. She thinks it´s good, but it needs to take a step beyond this, as being poor also has a psychological factor.

Linnea was struck by how the differences between Nutre-Hogar and Casa Esperanza were health and physical issues with the babies and psychological and social issues with the older children. She also felt Casa Esperanza had a security issue, as there were not enough workers for sixty to seventy children, especially since the workers stay in one area while the children run amok--and there were a lot of people watching the children, and any of them could be a predator.

Kathleen felt it was very hard to form relationships with the children due to the language barrier, but she is glad they still seemed to enjoy our presence. She felt that we did not seem to make a big impact, but the kids are at an age where they´re tough and resilient, and it´s good that Casa Esperanza is there to help them out in thier difficult situations.

Robyn also found the language barrier very difficult and the connection with the kids hard to make. It made her sad to think about all the terrible things those children had been through--things we will never know about.

We are all very grateful to have had the opportunity to observe, volunteer, and offer donations to these two wonderful establishments in Panama and hope we have at least helped them in the smallest way make an impact on these Panamanian children.

Janine, Kristen, Robyn, Kathleen, and Linnea: Panama Day 5

Group Blog for Room 1
Written by Janine Villot
Contributors include Janine Villot, Kristen Corpion, Robyn Sagal, Kathleen Pombier, and Linnea Eberhart


Wednesday began our first day at Casa Esperanza. We went there during the morning. We barely received an introduction by the coordinator, who mentioned that this facility is for children who worked the streets and suffer from extreme poverty (in this case urban, though there are other centers that handle other types of poverty). She mentioned ¨working the streets¨ in the context of shining shoes and selling newspapers, but unfortunately, we are pretty sure that this phrase includes other ¨work¨ such as child prostitution and selling drugs--an unfortunate situation found in any country made worse by the Panamanian corruption.

The building was very small and cramped, but well-decorated. Most of the children were watching television when we arrived. Due to having over sixty to seventy children there, the place seemed crowded to bursting and hosted a wide age range from six to seventeen. Casa Esperanza is a program for children to get off the streets and stay at a safe haven after school, as well as receive educational help. We took the children on a long walk through heavy traffic and street crossing (seemingly at will) to the park, which seemed drastically unsafe.

Many of the children seemed on the small side, possibly because of lack of nourishment, and most seem to hail from marginalized Panamanian populations, including the indigenous people who have moved to the city. They were on vacation and seemed to enjoy the park as much as most children do, and they had formed obvious cliques amongst themselves. While the kids are from the area, some walk for forty-five minutes to reach the Casa Esperanaza facility, and one girl even takes a bus ride from an hour and forty-five minutes away. The children were also insufficiently dressed for playing out in the park--most had flip flops which they kicked off to play soccer and jump rope.

While the coordinator said they get enough food for the children, they want more treats for prizes and rewards fort he children, as well as personal hygeine products. They do put some of the children through college, and even have two successes who have returned to help out the Casa Esperanza staff. They´ve also learned to recycle paper, cartons, and bottles to earn petty cash to buy special gifts for the children, such as on graduation.

The coordinator also mentioned they have to cajole and threaten the parents into working with them, as many of these children have parental issues. The children have to be at school under penalty of law. Casa Esperanza does have a social worker that works with the mothers to deal with reproductive training, as well as marriage and child support issues, but none of these programs are in place for the children. Considering that many of these children are teenagers and obviously sexually aware, they should receive some sexual education as well. The average size of the family they serve is eight, suggesting a larger social problem in Panama´s lower class, and perhaps poor sexual education in general, as these families cannot afford so many children.

The kids were bright and very interested in pictures, but many of us did not speak enough Spanish to converse with them, making it difficult for us to form bonds. Some were more wrapped up in their own groups, suggesting at least their friendships are very important in their lives, and perhaps form a support group beyond what any adult can give them. Due to our short time with them and the language barrier, we did not form the instant connections with the children at Casa Esperanza that we formed with the babies at Nutre-Hogar. It is possible we also already had our emotional defenses up after dealing with the unfortunate situation of the babies.

Following our visit to Casa Esperanza, we visited a Social Security Policentro Medico. What was interesting was that while the first hospital we visited was for the underclass, this was for working people, and it showed. The social security hospital was much larger and had air conditioning and a flatscreen television in the waiting room. It had elevators, more seats, and and was slightly cleaner. However, there were still stains on the walls and floor, no toilet paper in the bathrooms, and their faucets did not work. The doctor said it could get quite crazy at times, suggesting they suffer from the same over-crowding as the other possibles.

The doctor gave a detailed explanation of how Panamanian medical students receive their education and their requirements. Panama requires more hands-on training than even the USA, which could be positive, but the doctors also receive a less well-rounded education, as they do not have the required Humanities background found in the US. The doctor explained that there are two types of health systems in Panama: the public system for working, insured patients, and then the private system. The private system offers more money, giving the Panamanian doctors incentive to prioritize their attention to it. The local clinics are the primary health care in Panama, and the tough environment surrounding this particular center is reflected in the patients. Big issues are child with dehydration and asthma, and adults with hypertension.

Since their triage is not well-defined, they see a lot of patients in the emergency room that should be in outpatient. The filing system is done with paper files, and despite beign archaic, the doctor was quick to point out they never lose anything. At the same time, their medical records do not seem to be a large priority and can easily be altered--they are also not easily accessible. Some politicians have prevented implementing a stronger health care system, and the doctor argues that comparitively speaking, Panamanians are better off than in other Latin American countries he´s visited, such as Argentina, which is very chaotic. Given the problems Panama faces in health care, it is sobering to think of how much worse health care is elsewhere.

What was the most frustrating about visiting these hospitals is how obvious it is that poor people receive poor health care and attention. Corruption seems to be at every level, and the government´s priorities do not seem to be on the disadvantaged at all. The standards here are much lower than in America (and Janine adds, worse than China, which is a Communist country), and as we all know, they are far from perfect in America. Since the government controls the system, it is extremely hard to change anything in Panama effectively, and most people cannot afford private insurance. Panamanians have a real conundrum to sort out. Only they can eliminate the corruption and challenges in their systems and society--issues that even America must confront as well, in its own homeland.

We finished up our day at the lovely Tinajas restaurant, which offered a variety of delicious Panamanian dishes and a dancing show including several dances from across Panama. The dresses of the women were gorgeous. The music was quite loud, and the flurry of movement and color typical of Panamanian abundance and energy. It was a wonderful way to end the day and appreciate the rich culture of Panama through its clothing, dances, and food. However, the entire shows was designed for tourists, and did not offer much deep insight into the culture.

Megan's Thoughts on Day 6

Today we started at the Smithsonian. We got to see a lot of the marine biodiversity of Panama. I really enjoyed, like I always do, actually walking through and experiencing it first hand. The touching tanks were really cool, as was getting pretty close to a hungry turtle and an iguana who decided to pose for us. It really reminded me of how important ecology is, especially in Panama, where the Canal has disrupted the marine environment for a century. It also reminded me of the environmental problems Panama has, like deforestation and and erosion.
Then we went to Nutre Hogar for the first time. At first it was slow, since we went through the boxes of donated goods and counted them. However, we met the girl who needs to go to Shriners, and her personality made us want to spend her on our dime. When we got to tour the house, we saw all these children with so many problems. I was struck by this, because I didn't realize that they would be in such bad shape. The one that struck me the most were the 13 year old boy who was partially paralyzed. We got to play with the children then, and it was weird to me that there was such a difference in the maturity levels of the children. The first one I played with was very detatched and almost didn't know how to laugh. On the opposite side of the spectrum was this boy who followed me around, walked with his own purpose and then tried to give me his rattle when I left. I wasn't expecting to be touched so deeply, but that little gesture broke my heart. He has nothing, but he is giving to others and sharing. I was affected by today's work more than any other because babies just seem to get behind your defenses. It made me want to do more for them, and makes me feel that one more day with them is not enough at all.