Congoses are so stupid. Here we are, all of us, wanting to leave this evil batey. I’m going to play baseball, God willing. I’ll get my break soon, and then I’ll be contracted. Cheyito is working in the zona and saving up money to build a house with his woman in San Pedro. The rest…
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Everything I wrote during– or about– my stay in the Dominican Republic, 2001-2003. My journal from the time starts right here.
I, along with 35 other aspiring Peace Corps Trainees,spent September 11, 2001, in an airport and then in a posh hotel. (1) It was a personalized limbo, that pastel lodging, halfway between home and our new lives as PC-whatevers in the Dominican Republic. We could turn on Miami cable and see the “planes going in and…
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8:43 16 Nov 2001 Consuelo, Distrito Escolar Yesterday, I arrived at the District Office at 8AM. E was not there. Crescencia put me to work sorting and counting textbooks. We did this for about two hours until E arrived and we got in the Jeep for a tour of the different facilities in the…
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House, Consuelo 7:35 15 November At the office of the school district, I met C, an education volunteer. At first, because she’s dark-skinned, I wasn’t sure if she was a volunteer with the Japanese Volunteer Corps, so I talked with her in Spanish. It was a nasty shock when I realized her Spanish was…
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14 Noviembre 2001 6:00 PM Somebody’s house, can’t remember name Consuelo, San Pedro de Marcorís I meant to get up early. By now I’ve realized that my alarm was set for five in the evening instead of five in the morning. I tossed and turned, not being able to decide whether to get up….
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Morning 9 November 2001 Francisco’s Didn’t want to get up this morning. Today I’m going to have to deal with people, and people annoy me right now. Maybe I’ll feel better after breakfast. After all, the other group, the rest of the group is coming, and some of them aren’t so bad.
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There are a number of ways that I hurt inside, ways that I’m not entirely whole. Does everyone feel lacking?
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Francisca’s Aguacete de Jacagua Santiago, RD 8 Noviembre 2001 Lord, forgive me my sins. I am a sinner, an evil, evil person despite all my intentions of good. I have tried to serve everyone, I have tried to live up to my beliefs, and I have failed.
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30 October, 2001 B’s house Today we returned to Aguacete from CIMPA. In the morning, I had to make a presentation in Spanish. I felt a lot of self-loathing and anxiety starting yesterday when they selected groups to make presentations, but I ended up in a group by myself.
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28 October 2001 CIMPA Today I got up late; it was 7:30 or so. Breakfast consisted of a cheese sandwich and two coffees. I hung around a bit, feeling bored. R put on music and so did A, thus causing that oh-so-familiar-but-unpleasant trainwrecking sound. I practiced guitar. It’s notable to me that people here with…
