News SOUTH ... New Four months after the end of the course, 3 students in the group SENSE 2006 are still in Latin America. I received news of them. Their messages follow this short presentation:
Julie Cournoyer: After a long stay in El Salvador Julian went through Guatemala and Mexico in its long journey to the United States. The last I heard he was heading to Baja California to work in an orphanage.
Gabriel Léger-Savard (Gab-guy): After further training he visited Ecuador and Peru and Bolivia and had to go to Brazil. I do not know all the details of his trip but he is currently in Bolivia, where he makes the theater.
Abdelahad-Acosta Gabrielle (Gab-girl): After the internship she went down to Peru to Brazil and then (if it is made?) In any case it is maintenenant Chile.
Here are their posts:
Gab-guy (dated 13 otobre):
Happy Friday the 13th.
Well, I'm back in La Paz, there was a festival of theater, so I attended several parts. I also attended a workshop, but of misery, they skipped the practical part.
I also attended a few at a continental meeting of Aboriginal peoples that took place here. At a mass rally to close the event on the main square of San Francisco, there were dances, songs from around the Americas .... The sun beat down ..... before the crowded square, an Ecuadorian read the final declaration adopted by the continental meeting then there was a speech by none other than EVO. Unforgettable moment, jte tell it to return.
I return as scheduled around January 20 .... ticket last minute.
here gabriel
Gab-daughter (as of October 15):
Hi William ... "So here I am always traveling and I like good ... really, it's been really good to be found elsewhere. Right now I'm in Chile with Maria Gabriela and it is hosted in a family of her ... it's great! especially since it's really more expensive here. So we Chow like kings and it takes a bit of sun ... on the edge of the sea!
While Chilean Kisses, kisses everyone on my part ...
you soon, it's crazy how time flies,
Gabrielle
Julien C. (As of October 6):
Hello interminable reckless, I write like that for nothing.
I change the paragraph, my first, if you remember, talking about nothing, it is about recklessness. A sunny day in September Guatemalan, I walk with my big backpack move, before my little bag, my wallet in my right pocket and my camera in my left pocket. I walk into a market place where you can not run (say the word), I walk, I walk, I walk and I suddenly felt a movement in my left pocket. I guess this is something alive, it intrigues me, I look and I see that it is a hand. One hand, one hand, a hand! I look at the holder's hand and I send him, by the power of my temerity, a message through my eyes that said, <> He understood, he removed his hand.
I continue to walk in the market since my power temerity worked. I left my wallet in my right pocket and my camera in my left pocket. I walk, I walk, I walk and suddenly I see a girl who escapes any small monaie it before me: I just do not pound on his monaie is precious little I do not avoid the left since monaie ' there is a person who has blocked me and the right is the same. The only choice is to retreat, but we know that only the bottom halves reckless turn, so I still bug then. At the same time, I suddenly felt a movement in my right pocket. I guess this is something alive, my brain, by the force of my rashness, quickly made the link event between the past and the present event. I cast a panic filled témérairaires waves while watching the person concerned who expels his hand in my pocket. I watch the merchants who looks at me and I looked in my turn, I see in their eyes the expression of the danger that awaits me, bit the hand that fate still retracting. So I cast another wave of panic reckless, but it unchecked that destabilizes the position of my body and dropped my little bag before I catches up with my forearm. After that, everything goes very fast, I feel another time of life in my pocket and they are not little white snowmen; I'm moving, the girl who picked up his monaie me as my bottle of water that fall from my bag, I took it, I checked my pockets, I watch the merchants who looks at me and I watch on my lap ... no nothing has changed, thieves dicipent this, I am victorious.
I put my wallet and my camera in my bag, I walk and lots of people tell me to watch me making hand signs that expresses <>, I finally told myself that I was lucky that it passes in a market, if the thieves could have run ... or even worse, steal.
This is a daring experiment, here is another ...
I banters with the Guatemalan in a hotel in less than two piasse by night, where I stay. Somebody's coming, it looks something on the ground with intrigue, I look where he looks as though I'm not near the entrance, j'appersois still the head of a person, just the head without the body ... because the body is hidden by a wall. I get up and go toward the person on the ground; j'entand his breathing which is completely abnormal, similar to the breathing of a person in the middle of an asthma attack. I put a meter from him, I observed and I draw no conclusions: breathing is difficult, it makes a lot of noise. His breathing is accompanied by sudden movement of the body. He coughs also like to eject the contents of his stomach. It is in full panic, as have ... I decided to be his support, I question the others around the necessity for an ambulance because the signs and symptoms associated himself with any first aid that I learned . I increasingly feel that this person has been drinking and that her body wants to eject the alcohol, so I help him to take a good position, but only the saliva results every time. Shortly after, I strongly request the ambulance which was already in appeal. Busques movements of the person are more concrete, I voice a crisis of bacon (it's a seizure expressed in more scientific term). The person therefore less and less control over her body, but still the same desire to liquefy the soil, then I would support both the head and periodically I help make the right position so that his mouth is the ground. This does nothing other than saliva and big burps. Sudden movements are stronger now, I knelt to put her head on my thighs that are, as you know anyway very hard, but unless the soil asphalt. It continued, it becomes a routine, he sometimes still tries unsuccessfully to puke. I held his head, and the life thereof parraiçait so strong that I met the greatest weakness, as sudden death. I laid it gently head, I quickly got up, I run to my room and cries <> I go into my room and I'm looking savagely my pocket mask ... and I find I return to the victim in preparing my mask ... no movement collectible, j'aproche my head out of his mouth to present and listen to his breath while looking though the belly moves. I do feel and can not hear his breathing by counting ... seconds after the fifth second, I vote her belly move. I headed back to the risk of another crisis. I understand that the number they call the ambulance was the capital, six hours from our hotel, they are doing so to call the ambulance designated. It continues, but with more abrupt movements, saliva is ejected slowly from his mouth when he is discharged, his statements incontient back once or twice, but still keeping his breathing. His head grows so heavily on my legs but his back off the ground, his breathing is still difficult as the exeption incontiences these moments, which makes breathing extremely quiet ...
Long after the ambulance arrives. I'm a little as if she is not there to keep my concentration. An ambulance leaves the van, very slowly. He walks with a slow indescribable for this kind of situation, it leaves these hygienic gloves still very slow, I guess his thoughts > He finally decides to leave his litter of 40's, you put it with the help of the other ambulance, the victim continued to wriggle. He posed questions without the press, such as: <> Nobody really know. I ask them if I can go with them, but I would have had no returns, so they leave.
The next day I'll go to the hospital, I see a woman who staggered by invoking biblical knowledge. Nobody notices me, she continues to whine about the fact that it did not take alcohol, it would not have happened ... I am fed and I insist, I introduce myself and all ... The Madame said like an idiot: It CONSTITUTION <> to cry on and a woman approaching from the other side of the bed. She has a Bible in his hands and began to speak of the Bible by approving what the other hysteria said ... I cut them and say <> They continue, I cuts later and I'm tired after I shook hands with the guy and I'm going. I go to toillette and I took a picture of it in memory of this adventure. I took another photo out of the wall that hides the room where they were located. That's how it ends.
I do not know how to conclude, much as I did not enter, I end up like that for nothing.
