The Day of the Ancientsby Roman Yavich, 2006-2007, Nicaragua
We are born, we grow up, we work, we
raise kids, we work more, and then we grow
old. If we are lucky, we are born in a place
with opportunities, where we can grow up safely,
find work, raise healthy educated children, and
retire to enjoy our golden years. In many places
around the world, however, people are not so
lucky. In Nicaragua, for the majority of the
population, few opportunities exist. Safety, work,
education and healthcare are not taken for
granted, and very few people have the luxury to
retire. The first thing that
visitors to Nicaragua notice is the extreme
poverty. Entire neighborhoods are living without
electricity or running water. Houses exist
without floors and are made entirely of roof
zinc. Children walk around barefoot. The next
thing that most visitors notice is how friendly,
happy, and welcoming Nicaraguans are. This
disconnect between a lack of basic necessities,
and the quality of life is a complete shock to
most tourists.
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Nicaragua(Photo
courtesy of Roman Yavich) | |
After living here for four months, I have
found that the key to being happy with almost no
financial resources is human resources. Said in a
less confusing manner, it is the people around
you: your family, your friends, and your
community. In San Juan del Sur,
a fishing village/tourism bonanza town in the
southwestern part of Nicaragua, many people are
related. If not, they still call each other
tía (aunt), primo (cousin), or even hermano
(brother), because even though they are not
related, they feel as though they are.
Children rarely move out of
the house until they are married, and
even then they build an extra room rather
than leave. Neighbors don’t just wave to
each other out of the window of their cars, as in
the suburban United States, they sit
with each other for hours, rocking back and forth
on wooden rockers, exchanging rumors and telling
jokes. Here, I learned the true sense of the word
“community.” Becoming a part of this community has
been an incredible experience. One
of the highlights has been volunteering with the
A. Jean Brugger Foundation which, with the support
of Pelican Eyes, the largest hotel in San Juan del
Sur, organizes community building events, among
other activities. One such event is the Día
de los Ancianos, (translated literally as the Day
of the Ancients) which brings together most of the
elderly in town for lunch and activities (usually
bingo) once a month. Seeing the life, joy, and
wisdom in a room of 200 Nicaraguan grandpas and
grandmas was overwhelming. Seeing them beat a
piñata was even better. All of the people
in the room were living with their families (there
are no nursing homes in Nicaragua), almost all of
them knew each other, and, in my opinion, all of
them were having a better time than their
counterparts in the richest country in the
world. Studying sustainable
tourism here, I can’t help but be proud of
Hotel Pelican Eyes Piedras y Olas for having
started and continually supporting the A. Jean
Brugger Foundation. Contributing to cultural and
community preservation in a place literally
exploding with tourism is a noble feat. By having
the opportunity to research tourism development
here on a Fulbright grant, I also had the chance
to realize that by having a close relationship
with those around you, you do not pass from one
phase in life to another and then grow old.
You just live.
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