My parents came to Guatemala to "visit" for a week and a half. Although I know that they really came to check up on me and to try to drag me home, especially after the deaths of the three YMCA volunteers. They arrived on Sept 12 and since September 15th is the Independence Day of Guatemala, I was able to take a few days off work around the 3 day weekend to show them around the country. We went up to the Mayan ruins of Tikal, took a boat up Rio Dulce (which is definitely the most beautiful river I have ever seen) to get to Livingston (a small town that can only be reached via boat with is mainly inhabited by the Garifuna peoples), then to Lake Atitlan and Totonicapan (a small town that I lived in 4 years ago). All of these places are very far from each other and we were trying to get it all into one trip, so as you can imagine we were all exhausted.
My parents feel much more comfortable now now that they know the people that I live with, the staff here at the YMCA and have a better feel for the Guatemalan people. They now understand why I am staying to support the Guatemalan people and see how happy I am in my "element". The last night when they were here my mom started talking about how much she missed her bed, salad and hot water. I finally asked her if she would rather stay here to be close to me, or get home to her bed and she laughed and said, "I love you, and will see you in two months...".
Traveling with my parents around Guatemala helped me see more clearly some of the cultural differences that we can learn from.
Time: I think one of the most frustrating things for my parents was the issue of time. Not only are latinos more relaxed about time, which in itself is hard but possible to get used to, but my parents observation was that we were always in a rush and then had to wait. An example of this is getting on the bus, the ayudante (drivers assistant) will tell you to run to the bus before the bus has even stopped, then you get on the bus and the bus will sit there and wait until the driver thinks that there are enough people to move on (could be as much as 6 or 7 minutes). So then my parents would ask my why we had to run to catch the bus...the thing is that you never know if the bus will really stop and wait a while or if it will take off as soon as you get one foot on the bus.
Politeness: The woman that I live with asked me what I wanted to drink with dinner and I replied, "whatever is the easiest for her so a glass of water would be fine", she turned to her son and made a sarcastic comment about how rude I am. Luckily she has a good sense of humor and knows that I am not a rude person, so she explained to me that here in Guatemala that is not a polite thing to say. Then, when my parents were here she asked them what they would like to drink and they replied that they would like to drink whatever causes less work for her. I couldn´t help but laugh...and then taught my parents that we should respond with a more flowerly response like, "if it isnt too much trouble we would like to drink a glass of water, thank you".
Food: Something that I have recently learned is that although many of the foods of Mexico and Guatemala have the same name, they are often very different. Someone asked me if I would like a Quesadillas, so I was thrilled because I love Quesadillas, they handed me a loaf of bread that looked like banana bread. Another day we ordered tortilla soup, which in Guatemala is more of a casserole there is no soup just a light amount of tomato sauce to help the tortilla slices to stick together. Guacamole is one more difference that I have seen, here Guacamole consists of avocado,lime and salt, no tomato, garlic, black pepper, chile or onion.
Space: Another difference is our sense of our own space. Our culture highly values that everyone has their own personal space and we often get offended if someone "violates" by entering our designated space. The latin culture is much more open and affectionate, space here like food or money is something that is shared openly. Everytime you greet someone or leave you offer a hug and a kiss to the person, regardless of the depth of your relationship. My parents quickly caught on to the proper way of greeting people, the part that was difficult for them was in the buses or evern when we were waiting in lines. We went to print some photos and were waiting in line, a woman was very close to my father and he felt that she was being pushy so he got frustrated and was telling me in english how rude this woman was. Well, just our luck, she spoke english and apologize and backed up. Later she offered us her discount card and saved us a lot of money.
When asked what was their favorite part of their experience, my parents reply that it was the warm and loving people of Guatemala. That even with the language barrier people express their feelings by looking at you and smiling. We talked alot about how hard it is for me to live in the states and especially in Seattle because people are too busy or too scared to even look at you let alone get to know you. One of my best examples is a bus ride from the U district to downtown Seattle, not a single person will look up from their book or open their eyes to acknowledge your existance. Here in Guatemala and most other latin american countries you are lucky if you get a seat, and if you do get a seat you will most likely share it with 2 or 3 other people and will probably have someone elses child on your lap for half of the ride. These are the cultural differences that we need to learn in order to prepare ourselves to reach out to the latinos in our communities. Correction, not only the latinos but to learn to be conscious of the people around us, this is the same struggle for the Metrocenter youth in 909 4th Ave as it is for me, our mission is to build community in a country where (in my opinion) community is not one of the strengths of our culture. Let's come together to learn to be better Global Citizens in our own communities!