Thursday, December 16, 2010

Is It Usual To Have A Stuffy Nose With Pneumonia



The large Final

time for Christmas, I still have a small report on the final of the Limakidstunieres ready for you . I wish you all a wonderful Christmas in snowy Germany. I would rather have to be careful, however, that I do not get a sunburn under the fir tree ^ ^.

are on Saturday before traveling to Arequipa we drove the girl to Lima for the grand finale of Lima Kids . The girls had been on Saturday in a thrilling semi-final for the final qualification. In the semifinals, the girls turned in a 3-0 behind to a 6 to 6th The finals will be decided in a thrilling penalty shoot-out.

The finale began initially relatively exciting and balanced and so we went with a 0-0 into the half time break. Since one of the girl was gone, leaving so ask again without the sports grounds and had not even up for the game came back, had Leo and I will first make first on a search and could not even see the start of the second half. We had been afraid that something had happened, because we could not imagine that one of the girls voluntarily would miss the final. Imagine then out later that they had got lost and so came back so late. At that moment, when we came back on the sports field, shot just Giovanna it 2-0 for us. The first goal of Edixa we had unfortunately missed already. Before closing, we increased it by Konsuelo even 3-0 on the final score. After the game, the boy was the girl handed over the trophy and the celebration could begin. I was kind enough to also have a nice shower with ice cold water, but was actually quite refreshing in the blazing sun on the sports field. Here are the pictures of the lucky winners:













On Vacation When Package Delivered



part 2 .....

evening we cooked ourselves still something nice and Benny, a friend of mine came over and even said that he and the other volunteers from the DED with which I was on vacation robbed on the last night in Chiclayo were. I was already on Wednesday Moritz directly to Lima back down because I still had to work while the others wanted to look at until the end of the weekend Chiclayo. In the last Night while the boys went out, then has probably been removed someone's room. Cameras, money, MP3 player and even a guitar were stolen. Benni was really lucky that he has given me his camera, or would have been determined gone too. Since nothing was broken, suspect the boys that it had to be well have been the staff of the hostels, but of course they could not prove so simple and the police was probably that night does not help in the investigation of the case. Benny told how he one of the policemen said that in his Kachon, a Peruvian drum, his valuables were and would have the thief left fingerprints on it then yes. The policeman listened well, reaching for the Kachon started and then probably at first to play it. Well ... that was it well with the fingerprints. Listening Although in hindsight pretty funny, but I think in this situation, the boys found the probably not so amusing.

After this exciting story, we were soon to bed because we wanted the next morning with Louis, the owner of the hostel, have agreed to with it down to the market, as we later cook with it. Louis is really super nice and had we been invited to a week before eating shellfish is with us and went a bit long on the coast, come to a point from which to an impressive has views of the skyline of Lima.

Sunday morning we took Louis to a small market nearby and bought several shells, a bit of fish, vegetables and rice can. Back at the hostel, we went to work at once and then Louis showed us how everything is prepared. We cooked a really nice menu and then eat together delicious.

the afternoon, I went in front of the way home with Marie to Gamara. I had heard before, that there could probably buy good clothes, but I was completely overwhelmed by the mass of clothes that was offered there. It's like a small town whose streets full of people in the shopping fever are. I have the internet time looking for a photo out so that you have at least a small idea of how there looks like this:








Tissue Anchors,packages, And Supports Body Organs

final weekend tour

weekend ... assigned pictures I will upload later!

The weekend after the sad news of the death of the "abuelita" I have an alternative city guide to Marie, Elena, Lilith and myself organized. We would of course be in the situation that prevailed even in the village and of course remained behind to have to help somewhere, but Tio Hibo said it was not a problem if we did not spend the weekend in the village. So we went Saturday morning on the way to Lima, where we have an appointment with Alois, a very nice older German who has lived for more than 20 years here in Peru. I had his number from a few friends from the DED, which had made this trip before. What is it for now but is still subject to alternative city guide? ... This question then presented, first, Alois, since he himself also did not know exactly where he will go for us. So very good idea, however, we ourselves have not had. I had only heard of the other in some social projects, and many were "pueblos jovenes" (young towns), so called the new town that arise anywhere around Lima, have visited. So we drove through Manchay, until we came to a children's village in which we presented ourselves as interested volunteers. As a freelance Alois "Eco-Design-Planner" is, for example, many projects Bioanbauflächen, wetlands or Ecosielos iniziert or cared, he has access to completely different organizations whose goals would surely otherwise have remained closed to us. For me it was very interesting to CIMA, a children's home for boys in Cieneguilla, in which I once visited a friend, get to know another another children's home. I deliberately choose this case the term children's home and orphanage, as these two projects in the very concept of Westfalia distinguished. There grew the children do not like here in a family environment in a family house but there were huge dormitories, where the kids spent up to 30 people the night. Even had the expression that Alois for the building, I was not so inappropriate. He said: "Now we go to another orphanage. This looks more like a factory, but you will see the same ... yes. " The head of the home was very nice and took us on the entire estate. There too they had many animals and gun make a huge area planted to a healthy, varied and adequate nutrition of children. Also, if I have this concept, not so nice for the kids think, like here in Westfalia, I am after my home visit last week, sure that the children are in good hands.

A completely different picture, we got on a small hill to face, from which you could look into one of the SOS Children's Villages. They are also built on a concept, in which the children will grow up in a family environment. But one could clearly see that this children's village considerably more resources available added. The houses were made of fine wood, there was a new basketball, volleyball and a new football field and everything was green and surrounded by a beautiful garden.

Then we drove across the "pueblos jovenes" until we visited for a short visit to a worm farm, the second largest cemetery in the world. It was really impressive how many graves there were on this 60-year-old cemetery. It was such a like a small town in which you move. Of course it was a little strange feeling to be a tourist in a cemetery and I felt a bit uncomfortable.

On the way to lunch at one of the many markets We even drove past a small house, where women produced murals and rugs made of different materials. It was really interesting, clever as she cuts with their hands, without any templates or stencils the motives for the art work.

had for lunch it's a typical lunch with soup, main course and a drink for 5 soles, which are the equivalent of just € 1.40, on a small market. From there we drove across the "pueblos jovenes" on a hill, could see from where you realize how big this new city of Lima are. In these few hours was a deliberately again, that Lima really arose in the middle of the desert. Very rarely, there was once a green spot between the houses and huts. Also, it was shocking how much trash in part on the streets and lay next to it then play the kids on a playground.

The next objective was a disabled day care, where we also met the same nor any other German volunteers. The day care center attended by 40 children with physical and mental disabilities and is situated on a small but very beautiful grounds.

On the way back we made a little detour into a huge psychiatry, in the Alois was again involved in an ecological project and thus give us entry could. A very funny picture was from one of the patients, who strolled with his radio about the little ways and head to match the song by Bob Marley "No Woman No Cry" moving. After more than seven hours

alternative city tour and completely broken, we Alois was born again at our hostel in Miraflores follows ....( continued)

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Leather Bracelets You Can Engrave



Finally a few pictures from the village;)

I'm just on a trip to Arequipa, and have ever heard before I left for you prepare so that you will not have to wait so long until I can sign. Since I've been asked several times about a few pictures from the children's village upload, I grabbed a few weeks ago one of the kids and we walked across the village to make a few photos for you. The little boy who is seen in some images is, and lives in Casa Victor Uno, which is the house where I spend the most time.

Here are the pictures:

is in this house is the kitchen, the pantry, the library and the area of psychology


The alpacas


Some of the family houses



There are camping for trips from other schools










In the greenhouse


Victor and I



The pigs







I'm curious, when will land on your plate ^ ^



Victor


The view up from the water storage



The stairs to the water storage


The geese



The view from the balcony of the Casas Comunal, where I my room was


The herb garden




Some of the kids


Juan



Friday, December 3, 2010

Sims 3 Terminate Pregnancy

promising development

Aksel and I were just 12 days on Lamu (Kenyan island in the Indian Ocean) in holiday. The journey has us both very well done, even if the trip was a disaster of Mombasa to Lamu: 5:30 clock
Aksel and I torment us from our beds.
5:45 clock
calls The motorcycle taxi driver and says that he was on his way.
6:10 clock
We stand with our backpacks in front of our room and wait for him.
6:15 clock
We are a bit nervous, because the taxi driver is not there yet and will depart 6:30 our bus clock of Mombasa. So we call him and it turns out that he has not even set off, but that he does now on his way.
6:25
clock begins the journey.
6:30 clock
We have made it. We are on time.
6:31
Aksel clock ringing mobile: The bus company Thameed: The bus arrives at 9 clock.
Please ?????? Not that we would have tortured at 5:30 from our beds. Not that we had to taxi drivers get on your nerves. Not that we would have made himself crazy ....
breathe deep! ... And go to the nearest café to drink a chai, a bite to eat and wait.
7:00 clock
The Chai is all that mandazi are eaten, the cafe is too hot. We change the venue.
7:10 clock
The next restaurant I order a cold Fanta. Opposite us to put three Kenyans and start a conversation with us: "You see, I do not have a job. Kenyan are soo poor. You could hang a big poster on the wall On which is written "no jobs". Where are you from? Oh, Canada. I would like to go there, but I do not have the money. You Europeans are so rich .... "
After one of his Kenyan Action lecture was finished, I tried to explain to him that I know, but would not rich and that I was sure that he would like it in Germany (especially this time of year) do not like. We talked long and I had the feeling that they at least understood that I was tired of waiting to be seen by the majority of Kenyans either as a ticket to Europe, sex objects or money machine.
8:30 clock
Kenyans are wondering whether we would have at least 100 shillings for them, because they do not have jobs and feed their families need.
WAASSS ??????? I looked at the last two hours imaginary conversation? Were disappointed We stop in the direction.
8:45 clock
We have to wait any more. We must, however, and in the blazing sun, as there is on this side of the road no shade.
9:00 clock
No bus in sight. I call the Thameed bus service and the person on the phone tells me that the bus is nearby and will come right.
9:30 clock
Call back Thameed: The bus is stuck in traffic. I change the street in order not to burn up in the sun. Aksel endures.
9:45 clock
I get a marriage proposal from a Kenyan.
clock 10:00
calls a really friendly Kenyans for us and brings Thameed learned that the 6:30 bus was gecancelled, held in Mombasa as a Muslim festival was, and was built with the 10-clock bus together. 10 clock bus? I think he should depart 9 covered clock?
clock 10:30
Aksel and I encourage you tell us about the unreliability of the Kenyans, and their joy about the stories.
clock 10:45
I've had enough and go into the Tuskys (a Kenyan supermarket) to buy an ice cream Aksel, so at least he gets a bit cool. Just arrived in Tuskys, my phone rings: Aksel! "Lise, come quickly, the bus drove straight past me!"
clock 10:49
Finally on the bus! Malindi
Up it goes with the road, even if the bus driver's Profession exerts more like a rally driver.
13 clock
From Malindi we go to Lamu. The road is, to put it mildly, a disaster. The bus threatening varies from left to right, which the driver but does not take an opportunity to slow its speed - the main thing we are still in the light on Lamu.
clock 14:30
I ask the conductor how long it will take: "1 hour".
clock 14:50
On the road with nails are tipped boards ... a Staßensperre. We have to turn right into the police station, get off the bus must be complete and all men are searched plus bus.
clock 15:15
The police officer searched me, in which it once takes a look in my bag and touched it. Aksel has more problems than its contact lens solution appears to the police officials to look very suspicious.
clock 15:25
The search is terminated and to be honest, could have smuggled every mediocre petty criminals at least 2 kg of cocaine through this control.
17 clock
We have actually managed to Lamu. It is very hot, but the noise is balm to the soul, since it no cars on Lamu, only donkeys are as a carrier. We are from a sympathetic (that is exceptionally time not totally intrusive) led to our desired inn but unfortunately the owner of a week in Malindi and the inn is so close.

clock 20:30 After a bit of searching, we found a very nice and affordable accommodation. Totally exhausted we both lie on our bed and try to sleep. The only thing that keeps us from the chants of the muezzin and the donkey screams. :)
Good night!

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Sunday, November 28, 2010

Blonde To Brown Before And After

work in the project

Hi, I noticed that I've ever uploaded any photos of my project. I get to hereby.
have now I like a real working day and working myself getting better. This is partly because I have not worked 9.25 hours per day, but now (according to my contract) nurnoch 8 h. The long labor and travel time (1 h 15 min) resulted in the beginning that I do 12 h on the day was underway. But this is now much easier! In addition, the communication and coordination between educators much better grown and we now have a good team.
For the short term children's home, the boys at the moment pretty good and we have fun together (I learn constantly new juggling tricks). At school I have a couple of times alone, where classes in English and other subjects in the lower levels, because the school has a teacher shortage and it worked well.
Yesterday I met kids from my class at a street intersection, where they have earned juggling money. Such situations are always depressing, because although I know that most work on the streets it's something else to meet them there. But the children were very happy to see me and welcomed me very stormy.
Wed Caleta, the emergency shelter for street children


The room where the younger boys sleep

I with my class at school






The schoolyard of the USEPA, the school where I work

In the dining-room of the USEPA where there is free food for all children

Until next time!

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Embed Radio Stream Myspace

organization is not all!

Last week Wednesday was taken off my plaster and out of the Krueppeline was an enthusiastic person who has an incredible amount of catch. In my project I was also very warmly received and again at the weekend I'm hopefully, to also report more detail about the events. (... even if I prepare a lot, since last Tuesday Aksel is coming and we have 5 great weeks with us before)

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Friday, November 19, 2010

Healthy Weight Slogan



to find the parents

.... Wednesday I got up that is quite early, as after two older girls Lima went to there to visit her parents. Her parents did have a good six months before the last time you visited the orphanage, but even in Lima, in the district where they once grew up, were not they both already for 14 years. But I was really excited to meet even the city of Lima to be allowed, you can not see more than ordinary tourists. We are so set off early, since we no longer than would be up for lunch on the road, because there in Callao not exactly can be dangerous. With nothing but an address in hand, we did, that is Tio Jose , Tia Sara, the two girls and I are on our way. We also had no phone numbers of parents, where you could have called if anything would. After 3 hours, since traffic in Lima was terrible once again we stood in front of the house in which to live, the mother said. Sorry had to turned out that they are no longer there for some time lives and so began the great search. From the address of the father who is separated from the mother, we had only the street name with which we could also start not much. So we had to ask us by then, and I felt like one of those bad RTL2 broadcast, in which people drive without a plan in foreign countries, in order to find her parents. We even managed to work his mother at a booth in the market out, but unfortunately she was not there that day also to be found. The two girls I felt really sorry , since one of them the disappointment in their faces looked more and more. When we had almost given up the search, a woman said that she knew the father and took us to his house where we found him actually. A short time later, the mother came over from the two and we went after we adopted from the father, with her. There, however, the two girls to see the disappointment was evident when she first saw how her mother lives. On the roof of another house, a few corrugated iron walls were erected and there the mother had rented a small room. In the room just fit the bed and some shelves on which they stowed their stuff. Later, the mother began to cry and tried to briefly explain their situation. Something was then pressed the Atmosphere on the way back, I think that this encounter the image of what the two had of her mother, but very heavily modified. They knew their mother after all, only by visiting the orphanage and told me on the way that they would take one day to her mother as she slowly in the village would find a bit boring. I think the two have now realized only once, but how well they actually have in the village.

The next morning I slept in the house completely arrived, asked me Tio Jose whether I would like to again today, he would immediately take Tia Sara to Lima, where visiting the parents of some children. I did not want to miss this chance, of course, my buns stuffed into his pocket and pulled me quickly to something reasonable. In Lima we met Tia Sara and drove to Villa El Salvador . Here again it was very different than in Callao. Sometimes the streets were not even paved and there were many dirt roads, as in Cieneguilla . Here I did not feel so uncomfortable but, as in Callao the day before. This time we had the correct address and had not by us ask. Arrived, we knocked on the door and a woman opened the door. We asked after the name of the father of the children, but said the woman, almost since he was 4 years no longer live here. But this could not be any, since the address was not even 1 year old. So we introduced ourselves and said we are from Westfalia until it was suddenly but that the Father is right there .... Well who knows what he is afraid, or against whom he must hide. Very sad, I found that the father could not tell us when his children were born. I do not understand how one can forget such a thing. We have no documents in the village of children, so that no one knows when the kids your birthday. Even at school or at the offices in Lima, there are problems when documents are missing. So that the children least able to celebrate their birthday, they have in the village just arbitrarily set a date that could fit maybe somehow.

These two visits have, I again made it clear that the children with whom I play here every day, without the children's village would probably, like so many other children here in Peru, are great in such circumstances. Back in the village, I had when I saw the little ones, whose family had just visited, the image of the father in the head and was glad that they are here with us well looked after and children in the village are.

(To protect the development of children will I use it in such reports, no names)