I guess that everybody thought this space was dead already since I did not update it for like almost a year. Anyways, just wanted to share a song with you people:

 

We Fall Down
We Fall Down, We lay our crowns,
At the feet of Jesus.
The greatness of, Mercy and love,
At the feet of Jesus.

 

And we cry Holy, Holy, Holy,
And we cry Holy, Holy, Holy,
And we cry Holy, Holy, Holy,
Is the Lamb

Author: Chris Tomlin

You can hear the sample of the song just by clicking on this link: http://www.audiblefaith.com/music/mp3clips/sample.m3u?song=202015.

 

Enjoy and May God Bless you.

 

PS: I will write more of what has been happening in my life lately in the next update!

Long time without posting and winter!

 

Uyy 2 months without posting on my blog, time seems to fly by. Anyways, there have been quite a number of things that has happened in my life during these two months. During October and November I have received some feedback of my performance at Drexel and honestly I think am doing well, but I could do even better if I worked double. I think the IB has trained me well to handle excessive work load and it is paying of in university (echen riata los q estan IB aun).

 

Also, something really special happened on November guess what it is...yeah you got it, it was my 19th Birthday! Thanks to all the people who congratulated me and the ones who sent me birthday cards (shame on ostrich who did not send me a thing!) Besides, on November I spent my thanksgiving holiday with Andrew and his family at North Carolina. They treated as if I was one their members and that made me see how united God's family can be. I would specially like to thank Brenda and Steve for their superb hospitality; they are family full of blessings and love. The thanksgiving lunch was really delicious and many of the dishes are still memorable in mind like the turkey, the cranberry surprise, sweet potato casserole and the chocolate cake. Everybody was happy and thankful for all the things God had given them during the year. Another thing that caught my attention was North Carolina landscape, it was simply awesome; there was vegetation everywhere and zero contamination. All that made me feel really happy after staring for two months at all those dull buildings and the blunt people at Philly. Besides all the eating and thanksgiving we had nothing more to do, so we just engaged in Andrew's favorite hobby, watching movies! That was really sick Andrew, spending the thanksgiving watching at Harry Potter flying in a broom and hearing Brad Pitt say "dag" and "me Ma" in Snatch, Lol!

 

Apart from that yesterday snowed in Philly, it was so beautiful to see how the perfectly shaped snow flakes fell silently to the ground. Ironically it started to snow when all of us were outside in our pajamas at 0 degrees due to a fire drill; they really wanted us to see snow! Likewise, during that instance I deduced it was snowing at DC, so I pictured Sonia jumping around the white stuff and slipping off due to the excitement (jajja vea q si quita plante). Anyways, I just have two more weeks to go and I am back to my beloved El Salvador. I cannot wait to arrive at the Comalapa airport feeling the heat with all the hawkers selling and shouting with all their might “tamales de eloteeeeeeeeeees”.

 

                Throughout my entire life I was brought up in a clean and comfortable environment, were food and other resource for the basic support of life did not lack. My house was not a mansion, but the creamy white walls, passionate red ceramic on the floor and glamorous wooden rooftop made it an aesthetically pleasing environment to live in. Everyday I had the opportunity to eat the most appetizing spring rolls and wantan from my mothers nationally recognized Chinese restaurant. Yet, this beautiful panorama changed when I volunteered to be the interpreter of a 3 day medical journey for a small town called New Cuscatlan sponsored by a team of Christian doctors from the United States. In that instance I would see for the first time in my life what would be the cruel and harsh reality many people live in my country El Salvador.

The sky looked grey and foul as if it was reflecting the situation in that little town. On the right side of the road there was a rusty sign which showed the towns name “New Cuscatlan”. One of the doctors ironically asked me” what is so new about this town?”  Below the sign it showed a meaningless number, supposedly reflecting the investment from the government. A narrow, but long road led directly to the town; giving me the sensation that this would be a long experience.

As the team started to penetrate the town, people started shyly peek out their heads through the windows of their neglected adobe houses. Children were running shoeless through the granulated dirt road; skinny dogs were barely barking even though strangers were entering their territory, I was shocked by the poverty these people lived in. In the tired faces of the town folks I could see a smile starting to appear, as they knew that we were bringing hope to their life.  With increasing sympathy and a desire to help these people, I enthusiastically helped the doctors prepare a makeshift clinic.

It was incredible how quickly desperate mothers, crying children and tired man started to flood into our clinic. My assignment to assist the lead doctor made me nervous; a mistaken translation would mean life or death. The first case I attend with the doctor was a woman who suffered from chronic anxiety. Since the death of her family on an earthquake that shook El Salvador in 2001 she has not been able to control her breathing and sleep. She started to suffer those symptoms when she was recounting us the story, it pained me to see the river of tears she shed during that instance. At once, the doctor prepared an anxiolytic injection, the fluid slowly penetrated into her veins and gradually her breathing was normalized.

The environment inside the clinic was distressing. When skinny children’s started to cry begging for food it sounded like thunders before a storm. Old ladies were trembling like an earthquake due to Parkinson’s disease and old men were tired of living with their arthritic pains due to the lack of medications. These people never tasted an oily spring roll or lived in a house which had a secure roof and wall, their life totally contrasted with mine. This sudden change of milieu helped me view the world in a totally different way.

When people from nearby villages started streaming into the clinic, I realized just how bad the health program is in El Salvador. Some patient’s looks of pain and cases were etched forever in my mind. A woman had a dog bite in her left foot and the wound was starting to putrefy. The incision was approximately one and a half inches deep; the doctors applied a special cream to stop the putrefaction, however the woman had no money for more. Instead the doctor suggested applying honey on the wound so it would purify. Just seeing the wound reminded me of the country health situation, something sweet and clean like honey had to be applied into it.

After working furiously for three days the doctors had to leave, nevertheless the town folk’s health considerably improved. These doctors brought an aspirin to alleviate the pain of these people, but further medication is needed nation wide. This sudden change of environment made me visualize that in my country many people lived in pauperism. Thus I have matured as a person and become more aware that there are people outside that need help. Now I do not desire any riches or fame but to become a medicine practitioner to contribute at least to construct a healthier El Salvador.

 

 

 Posting after leaving home:

 

 

Hi everybody, long time since I last updated in this blogspot, just couldn’t find some time to type my thoughts. Anyways, I have been exploring my new city, Philadelphia, which is rich in history and culture. The things you see, hear and feel are simply unique. For example the first city hall on the United States, the first national bank and the one the best universities in the states U Penn and Drexel (my university: D) are on this city. Nevertheless, I have been feeling such a big nostalgia since I left El Salvador.

 

Although there are new things that surround me I just cannot forget the smell of pupusas the taste of horchata and most importantly the warmth of Salvadorians. Although people in the states can be highly educated they do not have that friendliness Salvadorians can offer. After a week from leaving El Salvador I still feel emptiness inside me, I lack the warmth of my loved ones. I just cannot stop remembering the faces of my friends, my family and my brothers and sister in Christ. Each time I see a Louis Viutton shop I just remember my pubert sister whom I always had long night conversations; or when I am at a metro station at DC I remember the longs trips with my dear ostrich. Also when I eat at a Chinese restaurant I always remember my dear mum food which I really miss. There are things that simply will never fade from my mind.

 

Even though, I am far away from my loved ones, I feel that I am being trained by God. Being alone without your parents or guardians is a unique experience; it each one of us may pass through. Sooner or later you may become independent. This experience is like a vitamin, the longer you take it the better effect it has in you. My vitamin is now called “self sufficiency” and I have decided to continue taking it in order to grow. This does not mean that I will leave the ones I love but it is just a new way to experience life and become stronger in spirit.

 

Dear readers, I know that many of you are only a year or two from finishing high school and planning on going to a college somewhere else. Here is a piece of suggestion: prepare yourself for you biggest adventure because it is not easy to leave everything you love behind. Nevertheless, venture yourself in life; try to live in a new atmosphere where you can learn to live without your crutches (mummy, daddy, and friends) As God  told Abraham, ^“Get thee out of thy country, and from thy kindred, and from thy father's house, unto a land that I will shew thee” (Genesis 12:1).

 

God Bless you All

 

Moving a house = moving memories with you:

 

I just cannot believe the ridiculous amount of things I have in my house. It took me a carload just to take away all my belongings from my room. What is more distressing to see is that after taking an hour packing up it takes another hour to unpack and sort things back into place . Everybody around my house was telling me, “ Why the heck are you taking all this rubbish?”

 

Changes in life come like lighting; you do not know when they will come and what will they bring. Just three months ago I was still sitting in my high school desk with people I have been seeing for almost 15 years. In a sudden I start to see each one of them disappeared from my presence, but what I still have from them are the memories. If you open my bag of memories you will see things that maybe you will consider them as rubbish. You will see things like the days I shared with a biology class who’s teacher always allowed them to type in their grades or a history class only made up of four enthusiastic students where two of them always fell asleep (that includes me :D). Or you may pop up with the CAS Tuesdays I spent discussing politics and theology on my way to the hospital with a skinny gringo and a supposedly know it all guy (no pajas Olivon!hahaha). You may also encounter all the lunches and breaks I had with my classmates “en la esquina” where they discussed the most absurd things your could ever imagine in your life, nevertheless it was the only fun you could find in that period of the day.  If you go even deeper in the bag you may find an ostrich and a monkey I met at school who entirely changed my life (right tomato? Hahaha). Maybe you will consider all this things rubbish like all the things in my room but they are precious to me and I will carry them in my moving on of life.

 

Maybe what I will miss most is the fact that everyday my teachers and parents guided me throughout this adventure in high school. Suddenly I have found myself compelled to take certain decisions without them. It feels kind of hard at first but I find myself obliged to God to have situated me in such a position.

 

May God bless you dear readers

 

 

Katristrophic:

 

“CNN lives presents, State of Emergency” this is the phrase I always hear after seeing horrorific images of what hurricane Katrina has left. There are children, young adults and elderly who don’t have food, water, shelter and other basic needs. These ppl are basically living in pauperised conditions where they confront each day the smell of their own faeces and urine It is disturbing to see such images but its even more disturbing to see that most of this ppl are blacks or minorities.

 

I have been able to discern through this Katristophic event that this group of ppl are suffering in the states. Why isn’t there a single white person (without being racist) in the New Orleans Convention Center? This has helped me discern how much care the US government place on these groups of minorities. They always say that they are the model nation for human rights, but are these ppl granted with “human” rights when they are ironically in the land of fairness and justice? I am simply appalled with the attitude this government has with its ppl. So think twice before saying I want to be part of the American “dream”, bcoz they may say “don’t even dream about it”.

 

Yet, this government wont get away with this. Katristrophic has also brought winds and rain to their economy to make it feel unbalanced. Oil prices have started to explode in the whole nation after 20 oilrigs were blown down by the hurricane. Many experts have predicted that at the end of the year the barrel of petrol may have a tag price of $100! Nonetheless, this only affects the “No1” nation and the isthmus of Central America (including apple polish El Salvador), Venezuela and their European petrol buyers are rejoicing on as cheap as water petrol prices. Surely, Chavez who’s power was seen threaten by Washington will savour the taste of revenge on them as they look forward to a possible domination on Latin America petrol market. This time it will be the Us who will beg for help, as their economy will fall alongside the nations prosperity. Probably, it will open the way for a possible future European domination, as their biggest challenger will be knocked down. So as Cnn said it is a “State of Emergency” and one, which will bring a big headache for the US government.

 

Through Katrina it is possible that the panorama is being mounted for the apocalyptic events foretold by God. The end is near wait His coming.

 

God bless you all.

 

 

 

What has happen in my life lately??

 

Good question, I don’t even have a certain answer for that (lol). Since my return from ASIAA (vea Kren) I have been drowning in the sea of boredom San Salvador offers. I think that San Salvador nights can be define in three words: cinema, restaurant and discotheques. There is nothing interesting to do apart from that, no sight seeing places or some kind of special night attraction. Anyways, I mention San Salvador nightlife bcoz its parallel to my current life, BORING!!

 

Nevertheless, there have been some important things happening. I got a new house, which is just located behind Maya country club. It’s a nice house, with a big garden and with less noise than my previous house (ill post pictures of it later on). Maybe next week ill start moving all my things from my old house to the new one, but too much eggggg (right ostrich). Apart from that many of my classmates and friends have left the country or are about to leave it. I feel that changes in life come like hurricanes; they just come and leave a mess (joking). But well I think that everybody around me is moving on and its something important that God has given us to do. May God bless you all who are out of El Salvador!

 

What more, what more (you can notice how hard is for me to mention something exciting). AHHH I went to get my stupid student visa from the arrogant American embassy in El Salvador. Well, thanks God I got the visa but also I got a fight with the security staff of the embassy. The whole thing turned into a mess when I was entering the security checkpoint. When I was passing through the guards they said that no cell phones were allowed and I was carrying one. Great! I had to run about four blocks (bcoz the embassy is ridiculously big) from the checkpoint to the car park and leave the cell phone. The thing that drove me mad was that I had to make the stupid long cue again to get again into the checkpoint, so I just shouted rubbish into the guard`s face. The guard just went mad and took my passport (I thought I was not getting it back). At the end I just felt bad on shouting all those things to that guard and said sorry to him, he said nothing but handed me back the passport. Anyways, I went and gave my interview with the custom official and went home to wait and get my passport with the American visa stamped on it. To my surprise I didn’t sign my I-20 so they called and told me I had to go AGAIN two days later and sign it. With a lot of EGGGG I went AGAIN and signed it so at last I could get the Visa (aint I complicated J)

 

Anyways, apart from fighting with guards and drowning in the miasma of boredom in San Salvador there has been nothing interesting in my life (yes ostrich I know you will say “find something to do!!”). Hope that once I start classes in American soil things will start to get a bit more exciting.

WOW! no one would ever imagine that I would open a blogspot (not even myself, lol), Anyways, this blogspot purpose is for me to upload some photographs and also jot down any remarkable event or experience. Feel free to type comments on my entries, I wont get mad at you (except Ostrichs, haha). Well ill make it short, so this wraps up everthing for my first blog entry.

 

God Bless you readers.