If you are going to review Peruvian music, no analysis would be complete without mentioning Huayno, the traditional Folkloric music of the Andes. Huayno is a beast of it’s own, and incredibly popular, especially with the older, more traditional people of the Andes, with most of the younger generations enjoy Cumbia or Reggaetón instead.
Huayno is probably unlike anything you will have heard before, generally involving a variety of instruments accompanied by a form of very high-pitched singing. Most of the songs, as far as I can tell, revolve around love, and often involve male and female singers singing back-and-forth, with an occasional breathy conversation between them about how they betrayed each other and need to move on; it depends on the song. Additionally, most have a hype-man who will introduce the singer and occasionally shout phrases like “eso, eso”. For a clear description of Huayno, check out this wikipedia article.
While I prefer cumbia like most of the younger generation, Huayno has grown on me during my time here in Perú. To ease you all into your first Huayno exposure, I have selected a song from Dina Paucar, one of the most famous folkloric singers in Perú, often called the “Goddess or Queen of Huayno”. The style of the video below, is also quite typical of most Huayno videos here in Perú, involving lots of dancing in traditional clothing in front of beautiful locations. Without further ado, I give you Dina Paucar.
Please note that the foot stomping dance performed in the video is called Huayno, and is the go to dancer for most of the fiestas I have attended here in Áncash.
Last weekend, I organized a trip among some other Ancash Volunteers to Laguna Parón, a huge glacial lake about 1.5 hours from my site. This lake is quite important to my site because it provides all of our drinking water. However, this lake is also famous internationally because it is home to the mountain of the Paramount Pictures Logo.
The mountain from the logo is called Artesonraju, and unfortunately, due to cloudy weather and some trail closures, we were unable to get a glimpse of the famous peak. However, at least now I can respond “Sí” (yes) whenever I am asked “¿Conoces Laguna Parón?” (Have you been to Laguna Parón) in site.
Below, you can find a photo series documenting the beautiful trek.
Perú is gorgeous (at least Áncash) and I’m so lucky to be living here for 2 years.
Perú has two official languages; Spanish, which was brought over when the Spaniards arrived to South America as conquistadores, and Quechua, which was the language used by the Incan Empire. While there are many different languages spoken in Perú today, Spanish is the most popular language, with Quechua following behind, being spoken mostly in the sierra regions of Perú. Since I am living in the department of Áncash, which contains a large portion of the Andean Mountain chain, Quechua is spoken quite regularly. Consequently, as part of my language training to become a Peace Corps Volunteer, during my first 3 months of in-country training, I received extensive Quechua training with the other Volunteers coming to Áncash. By the end of training, I had received a cursory overview of most of the grammar of Quechua, and was ready to put my new language to practice. However, in my site, Quechua isn’t spoken as regularly as in others, so my knowledge slowly began to wane throughout the months in my site. Occasionally I would practice with my host family, but I was never in a situation in which my knowledge of Quechua was absolutely vital for an interaction with another community member. Everyone speaks some Spanish, and I found myself relying more and more on my Spanish, neglecting my Quechua training.
However, in mid-December I got another booster to my Quechua lessons in the form of another 3-day Quechua taller (training) in Huaráz with my teacher from training. Although I was quite out-of-practice, I still recalled quite a bit of information and communicated quite well with my teacher and the other Volunteers who were in attendance. We reviewed grammar, learned new words, and went out to the market in Huaráz to practice. Practicing was hard; we are very basic Quechua speakers, and it felt imposing to walk up to people selling food and attempt to speak to them in their native language. Eventually, I got over the nervousness and had a very nice, but simple, conversation with a señora who had sold us some food. Throughout the conversation, I found myself improvising and creating new structures and thoughts based on the things we had reviewed, and I was proud of my simple conversation. My teacher even said he was glad with my progress, even though I know I still have a long way to go in my language studies. Even though my knowledge of Quechua probably won’t make-or-break my Peace Corps experience, I still plan on studying, practicing, and learning more so that I can become as fluent as possible in this wonderful language.
And it is a wonderful language. Although all Peruvians tell me how similar Quechua is to English, it really is a thing of its own, with the only similarity to English being the fact that adjectives go before objects instead of after, as it mostly is in Spanish.
While English and Spanish are S-V-O languages (subject-verb-object), Quechua is a S-O-V language, meaning the verb comes at the end of the sentence. For example, the sentence “I am eating bread” is in the S-V-O format, but in Quechua it would be reordered to “I bread am eating” or “Nuqa tantata mikuykaa”. Apart from this different grammatical order, to add description to a word or action in Quechua, you do so, mainly, through the addition of suffixes. For example,
Mishi = cat
Mishi + “kuna” = Mishikuna = Cats
Mishi + “yki” + “kuna” = Mishiykikuna = your cats
Mishi + “yki” + “kuna” + “wan” = Mishiykikunawan = with your cats
So, as you can see, you can make pretty long words in Quechua by adding various descriptive suffixes to the ends of words, be they nouns or verbs. Consequently, this is what makes Quechua a challenge, because a simple word like cat can be modified in many different ways to express different, yet similar meanings. And then of course, you have to wait until the end of the sentence to learn the verb, and sometimes find the context of all of the words that came before. That being said, with practice, your brain adjusts and learns to listen carefully and adapt to the different grammatical structure. While I still have a long ways to go in my Quechua-learning journey, I am excited to keep going so that, perhaps by the end of service, I’ll be the gringo who can give a presentation in Quechua, and not just ask about where you are from.
One final Quechua fact. Quechua not only was used by the Incans, but also by an individual a long time ago in a galaxy far far away:
Yes, Greedo from Star Wars is speaking Quechua in this scene with Han Solo.
Well, with the conclusion of the work day Monday, I have officially completed my first week in site as a Peace Corps Volunteer! So what did I accomplish? Well, lots of random things, to be honest. This past week (July 26th-August 1) was Fiestas Patrias, a celebration of Perú’s independence, which meant that the schools were out for winter vacation, events were going on everywhere, and the municipality and many other offices were closed. So, I hung out with my amazing host-family and did a bunch of cool stuff, and did eventually find my way to the municipality office. Some memories of the week:
Helped around the house
Played basketball in Caraz with my host half-brother
Visited one of my family’s beautiful chacras (fields), which was just a short walk down the street.
My host brother, Junior, with our pregnant dog, Negra.
A lizard I found in our chacra. I will be catching some eventually.
Re-used some plastic bottles to do some crafts with my host-sister
A Tippy-Tap I made with my host-sister Cielo. Basically a make-shift handwashing device I learned how to make from some WASH volunteers.
A tooth brush holder we made out of a plastic bottle.
Our attempt at a vertical garden from plastic bottles. So far the seeds have not sprouted, but we can always try again!
Met my half-host-sister Leslie and played lots of “voley” in the backyard
Visited the “cementerio” which is a cemetery on some ruins called Inca Wayin (House of the Incas in Quechua). Only a 5 minute walk in my backyard, and gorgeous! Plus, pottery shards!
Pottery shards my host-dad picked up and showed me. There are supposedly Pre-Incan, and I did NOT take them with me.
The view from the ruins. Quite a beautiful panorama.
Dinner in Caraz at my family’s favorite Chifa (Chinese food) place
Celebrated my host half-brother’s 21st Birthday with his family in Caraz. I finally tried some Pachamanca, and then enjoyed some cake which was coated in what can only be described as Pez icing. It tasted just like Pez.
Brief visit to the municipality to set up a meeting for the following week.
Visited the Inca Wayin ruins on the OTHER side of the street.
Watered our chacra by diverting water flow using giant rocks.
Practiced tying some knots. There will eventually be a blog post about all of the knots I’ve learned.
Moved lots of bricks and vomited a lot (I’m better now)
Market day! On Sundays, my host mom sells fruits in the huge market in Caraz. I took the opportunity to put my settling-in allowance to good use and bought some things to furnish my room; a mirror, a trashcan, a laundry bag, a hanger, a radio, some nice rope, a spring mattress, and a BUNK BED! First one ever, so now there is no excuse for people not to visit!
Somehow we managed to fit two bunk-bed bundles and 3 mattresses on one moto-taxi. I wish I had taken a picture, because it was a sight to see.
I spent the entire day reading the 140 page PIGARS (waste management report for the city of Caraz) that my municipality put together. This document is vital to all of our waste/trash management work for the next 2 years.
Other random notes:
Everyone wants to learn English.
I had a very successful pillow fight with my host-siblings
Feeding pigs slop is fun but strange
One of our dogs is pregnant, and I might get to keep a puppy
The icecream and raspadillas (think snow cones but with ice from a mountain) are delicious here.
I can see thousand of stars and the Milky Way every night (before the moon comes out), for the first time in my life, and it is incredible.
I constantly feel like Pig Pen from Charlie Brown because it is pretty dusty here during the winter.
In contrast to week 1, week 2 was incredibly busy, with me going to the municipality to work every day. Overall though, life is going well here in Caraz.
So unless you speak Quechua, you probably didn’t catch the significance of my title. In Quechua, Anqa = blue, and adding “sh” to the ends of words adds the meaning “they say” or “se dice”, so Ancash (or Anqash) literally means “they say it’s blue” in Quechua.
So why kick this post off with a Quechua lesson? Because Ancash in the departmento (state) of Perú in which I’ll be living for the next 2 years, and they speak Quechua in Ancash. Specifically, as noted in my previous post, I’ll be living just outside the city of Caraz, in the Callejón de Huaylas.
So this past week was Site Visit week for all of the trainees of Peace Corps Perú 25, which means that we all got to spend a week at our future sites, to which we will be moving after we officially swear in as Peace Corps Volunteers in just 2 weeks.
For the Ancash volunteers, we got on a bus in Lima at 11pm on Saturday, July 4th, and arrived in the incredible city of Huaráz, which is the capital of Ancash, at about 6:30am on Sunday. Upon arrival, we were greeted by 3 amazing Ancash Volunteers who took us to the Peace Corps approved hostel in the city.
After dropping off our stuff, we headed out to an amazing breakfast place called Café California, which is owned by an American from California, which means that they had US BREAKFAST FOOD!!!!! I had my first pancakes in over 2 months and they were delicious. In general, Ancash receives a lot of international tourists who come for the gorgeous hikes and mountaineering, which means there are a lot of expats, which means there are a lot of great international food places.
After breakfast, we headed out on a scavenger hunt throughout the city which involved finding some locations that would be useful to us as volunteers, whether to nourish our stomachs or actually provide support in some other capacity. One of the stops was the Huaráz market, to which I returned later to prepare a canasta (basket) as a gift to my new host family, who I would be meeting on Tuesday morning.
The rest of the day was spent exploring the city on our own, and chilling in our hostel which has free wifi and HOT SHOWERS! It is the best.
Monday was an important day, because it was Socio day, or the first interaction we would have with our future host-country counterparts. I had two socios come, Edwin, a CTA (science-technology-environment) teacher in the school down the road from my new home, and Miguel, the jefe de Ecología y Medio Ambiente de la Municipalidad de Caraz (boss of ecology and environment in the Caraz municipality). They both were great, and we spent the majority of the morning going over Peace Corps policies, the role of a volunteer in the community, and other such things.
Tuesday was the more important day, in my opinion, because that was the day we met our new host families, the people who would be housing us, feeding us, and forming our new Peruvian family for the next 2 years of our lives. My host-parents are named Edwin and Elli, and we hit it off right from the get-go. They are both incredibly nice, and not only do they speak Spanish, but they also speak Quechua, so I will have lots of time to practice all the Quechua I have been learning when I’m permanently in site. Edwin makes and sells bricks, used to drive transportation trucks, and is the president of our neighborhood of about 450 families (I quickly learned that he seems to know everyone, and he is even good friends with the mayor of the town). Elli works around the house cooking, tending the chakra (farm/fields), and also sells fruits once a week in the large market in Caraz. Based on my observations throughout the week, they seem to have a great relationship and divide the household labor fairly evenly, which isn’t always a common sight in Peru.
After we finished family orientation, we hopped on a colectivo (van) and began the ~1.5 hour journey from Huaráz to Caraz. The journey was incredibly scenic, with giant snowcapped mountains to my right, and imposing mountains to my left. When we arrived in Caraz, and eventually to my house, I knew I was in the right spot. The climate is perfect (warm during the day, not too cold at night, and the water from the faucet is naturally warm). When we got to my new house, I met the rest of the family which consists of a 9 year-old sister named Cielo, and a 4 year-old brother also named Edwin, who we just call Junior. I was also happily surprised to discover that my host-dad had four children from a previous marriage who ranged from 21 to 28 years of age: more friends!
The rest of Tuesday was spent settling into my freshly painted room, meeting our 6+ dogs and various farm animals, and enjoying some wonderful food as I got to know my new family. I hit it off with Cielo and Junior right away, and from the first meeting I knew that we were going to have a fun 2 years together.
On Wednesday, the work began. The purpose of the site visit wasn’t only to meet our new host-family, but also to start to get to know our community, which means doing lots of presentations. My Wednesday morning kicked off with a visit to the Caraz Municipality, where I thought I was just going to be introduced one-by-one to some of the important directors. Boy was I wrong! When I arrived, I was guided into a room full of municipality workers, and given a seat at the table in the front of the room. After a few minutes, a vey formal presentation began, during which I was asked to give a speech about Peace Corps, my role as a volunteer, and what I hoped to accomplish. It was a tad overwhelming, and the whole thing was filmed/photographed, so there very well might be an article published about me sometime soon in Caraz. However, I think it went over very well and the workers seemed to resonate with my words.
After that, the rest of the week ran rather smoothly. I visited 3 local schools, of which 2 seemed very receptive to working with me on environmental education. I also quickly realized that everyone, and I mean everyone, wants me to teach English. The schools, the municipality, my host-dad, etc. I am happy to help out with English classes when I can, and to work with the English teachers to improve their pronunciation, but I made it very clear that I was not a teacher, and that my environmental goals take priority.
In addition to visiting schools, I visited the Health Post in my community of Yuracoto, where I met the doctor in charge and offered my support for any work they might do in the schools, such as with sex ed, promoting self-esteem, or environmental education. I also met the director of the UGEL, which is an organization responsible for overseeing the schools in each community within Perú.
Some other highlights of the week were:
Sharing meals with my host family.
Eating Manjar Blanco, an incredibly delicious milk-based cream spread.
Watching Ben-10 with my host-brother and Combate with my whole family.
Feeding our chickens and ducks.
Eating ice cream and a snow-cone equivalent in town.
Visiting the municipality’s vivero (tree nursery) at which I hope to plant lots of trees (hopefully with students).
Visiting the municipality’s “zoo” which has ostriches, a monkey, and some farm animals.
Seeing my office space in the Office of Services to the City which happens to be in the town’s soccer stadium.
Seeing the stars and the Milky Way every night.
Learning some new Quechua words from my host-parents.
Visiting some ruins within Caraz and seeing some ways to spruce them up a bit.
Picking up my host-sister from school and meeting her friends, who kept asking me how to say certain things in English.
Finding a great potential new socia who is an English teacher in my host-sister’s school, and who already has a TON of ideas about how to make the school much more environmentally conscious. Plus, she has a son who runs a tourism-by-bike business in Caraz, which I want to check out.
Finding toad eggs & tadpoles in my backyard, and teaching my 4 year-old host-brother about the life cycle of a toad. I’m hoping we can raise some in the house when I get back, and possibly use them for a school project.
Overall, Caraz is absolutely beautiful and I’m really looking forward to my tranquil lifestyle on the outskirts of town. I really have a wonderful set-up in my site, because there are SO many opportunities for work, both in the city and in the surrounding rural areas. The municipality needs a lot of support in promoting their environmental programs, the schools need a lot of support, and there is a lot to be done to promote environmental advocacy and eco-tourism. I’m really excited to get back to my site in two weeks, so I can finally get started with my work. There is still a lot to learn about my site, and still a lot of preparations to complete before getting started, but I know now that I’m ready for this, and that this is what I’m supposed to be doing.
P.S. I expect lots of people to come visit me, because Ancash is gorgeous.
This past Wednesday was a huge day in Peace Corps world, well at least in the world of Peace Corps Perú 25 trainees.This past Wednesday was the day we received our site assignments, or in other words, the location in which we would be living and working for the next 2 years of our lives.This day has been long awaited by everyone in my training group, and I must say that it was definitely the happiest and most energetic day of training thus far.
We kicked off the morning with a little stalling for time from the training staff, since all of the regional coordinators (they will be our first line of staff support at site) were running a little late.However, the stalling was appreciated because we watched this hilarious video about Peruvians bringing their culture to Perú, Nebraska, and the hilarity that ensues.
Now, on to the good stuff.So around 8:40, all of the regional coordinators arrived and we finally were able to get started, of course going alphabetically by departamento name.First up was Amazonas, followed by Ancash (where I knew I was going), then Cajamarca, Junín/Lima, La Libertad, Lambayeque, and Piura.
If you can’t tell from the photo of my Anca$h crew, I was super happy.After the excitement of finding out who was going to Ancash with me, I managed to calm down and glance through the dossier of my future site, which is…..
Caraz is the capital city of the province of Huaylas (think county), and is located in what is known as the Callejon de Huaylas, or the Huaylas Valley, which is a valley formed between the two mountain ranges that divide Ancash: the Cordillera Negra to the west, and the Cordillera Blanca, to the east.Ancash is an incredibly beautiful departamento and well renowned for it’s snow capped peaks, glacial lakes, and absolutely incredible hiking and trekking.Also, Ancash is coincidentally the first province to ever host Peace Corps Volunteers in Perú, way back in 1962.But, I’ll talk more about Ancash in a future blog post.
My site, Caraz, is known as Caraz Dulzura by most Ancashinos (people of Ancash) because it is well renowned for its sweets and ice-cream (music to my ears!).The city has about 28,000 people, with about half living within the city itself and the other half in the surrounding rural areas.The weather is fairly mild compared to other Ancash sierra sites because it lies in a valley, and is only at ~2200 meters of altitude, but there is still a strong rainy season that lasts from about November to April.
In terms of my job, I will primarily be working with the Municipality in Caraz to help implement a solid waste management program that they just recently started.They have a location designated for a landfill, but still need to improve the facility as well as launch a city-wide trash separation campaign to educate people about how to separate their trash (recyclables, organics, waste, etc.).The municipality even has it’s own radio and tv channel, so I hope to eventually hit the air (in Quechua and Spanish) to teach people how to segregate trash.In addition to working with the municipality, it seems likely I will be working with some of the local schools in areas of environmental education, tree planting, and maybe even teaching some English.With my site, it seems like the possibilities are endless right now, but I’m sure I’ll have a much better idea of what I want to do, and what I can do, once I move out there in a few weeks and get started.
Now, while my work will center around Caraz, I will actually be living in a smaller community about 15 minutes away by bike with a host family.While I haven’t met my family yet (I will in about 2 weeks), I do know that I have a mom, dad, little sister (9), and little brother (4).I was really excited to find out that I would have little siblings because I brought Play Doh and bubbles with me from the states, but haven’t had anyone to give them to yet.I’m hoping that my host family will speak both Quechua and Spanish so that I can continue to practice both in site, but I guess I’ll have to wait a few more weeks to find out!
If you have any questions about my site, leave them in the comments below and I’ll do my best to answer them based on the information I have!
Look out for blog posts in the future about my site/Ancash once I actually arrive, and until then.
P.S. I hope you guys caught the Peace/Peace Corps pun.