Thursday, March 24, 2011
Volunteer Program in Pochote...an unforgettable experience
When you leave the room, which has up to four beds, you breathe in the warm, maritime air. As far as the eye can see, gorgeous nature. Palms, beach, a small copse, a river..,. yea - so man can live!
When you walk the few steps to the restaurant „ Name“, you will be warmly welcomed by a wonderful man to your breakfast. Though his name is Hänsel Hoppe, he is a typical native “Tico” (Costa Rican Guy).
Hänsel: “Food is not only food supply. It has to be an enjoyment for the people who are eating and seeing it.“, and this philosophy and love he puts in, you can taste.
After the delicious breakfast, which is mostly made of Gallo Pinto (Costa Rican traditional food out of rice and beans), eggs and bread, you go to work.
Together with at least one other Volunteer you help in the garden (which is also part of the beach), up keeping the Restaurant, while you are listening to the sound of the music classes from the attached(?) music school. You are surrounded by a group of playful, but not invasive dogs, which you will lock in your heart immediately.
When they need people, you can help in the village school by supporting the teachers, playing with the children during the breaks, or you make the school looking better with broom or wall paint.
Even though in this paradise it is mostly “tranquillo” (calm), there is always something to do. The workers there, who are doing more or less the same work as the volunteers, are really nice people who are happy when somebody is supporting them.
Doesn't matter which language you are speaking, you always are able to communicate. The perfect place to improve your Spanish, or if you prefer to speak English.... this is also understood in Pochote. They also like to speak “Spanglish” there. :)
After my sojourn in Pochote, the small fishing village, which lasted altogether one month, I came back twice in one year.
I wanted to volunteer in different places in Costa Rica. I made a lot of experience, saw awesome places and cooperated in wonderful projects. But Pochote left the biggest mark. You don't have to integrate yourself. You are already part of the fami1y. Its not just because of the work there, which is a great help, it is because of the whole package of nature, people and the work, bound together with the enormous will to change something in Pochote. To offer the children an alternative activity after school instead of lingering in the streets or at home, and to widen the view of the people and maybe your own for the beauty and the love of the earth.
Monday, February 1, 2010
POCHOTE INTERNATIONAL MUSIC CAMP 2010
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
THE SOUL OF THE WORLD

“Hay que cambiar el alma del mundo.” ~ Isabel Allende, Eva Luna
“The soul of the world needs to be changed,” states Isabel Allende in her novel Eva Luna. Just how does one set out to change the soul of the world? Not through politics or revolutions, nor through protests or demonstrations. Rather, there are small things that touch the soul: acts of kindness, humor, art. Manifestations of love and hope. Charity.
Perhaps without knowing it, and certainly without knowing the full potential of our actions, various dedicated individuals have set out to change the soul of, if not the world, at least one small, coastal community in Costa Rica. We came to share, each in our own way, our knowledge. We ended up sharing (and receiving) much, much more.
I arrived in the community of Pochote one sunny morning in February 2008, after receiving a frenzied, somewhat overwhelming, phone call from the school director. I stepped off the bus on the main road that runs through the Peninsula of Nicoya and started walking down the only, lonely road in sight. With tropical dry forest on one side, and pasture on the other, the pothole-filled road seemed to lead towards nothing but the distant sound of waves, until it opened up into the entrance of the tiny town. I quickly recognized the school, the smallest that I (born and raised in the city of Philadelphia) had ever seen. Three rooms, three teachers, and some 50 students greeted me; the teachers warmly, the students with somewhat more reservation. It wasn't my obviously North American appearance that confused them... these children live near large hotels and fabulous beaches that attract tourists by the bus load. Rather, I imagine that these children, used to the comings and goings of foreigners, were biding their time, to see if the promised English teacher was really there to stay.
After the grand tour (which took very little time), I agreed to give English lessons in the school two days a week. I soon learned that some of the students were also receiving music lessons “on the beach” as part of an after school program. However, having seen what many music programs in Costa Rica consist of, I didn't expect much more than a plastic flute and possibly, some drums; especially in such a rural, impoverished community. I was surprised to hear the students speak of pianos, violins, and even cellos. It was a few months before I made my way over to the beach, and found myself in front of Harmony Music School.
One of my students lead me to the entrance, where I was greeted by Teri Lee Thompson, who owns the music school along with her husband Don, and Doña Gina, then director of the program. I introduced myself as a Peace Corps Volunteer, learned about the project, and asked how I could help. Soon thereafter, I found myself giving English classes at various levels to the staff of the school, and some 30 members of the community.
I was impressed by the accommodations that were made for my classes, but much more impressed by the hospitality of the entire staff, who invited me into their homes, allowing me to give classes well into the evenings. But this hospitality was nothing compared to the friendship that they offered me, something that I needed much than a bed, being so far away from my family and friends in the States. I'd found something of which I'd been deprived for months: people with whom to talk late into the nights, to joke and laugh, to discuss our varied futures, our shared present, and our very different pasts.
Change has been the overwhelming theme of my two years here in Costa Rica. I have changed in many ways: my Spanish has improved; I have scars to record memorable interactions with animals and barbed-wire fences; I have learned and grown in ways I'd have never thought possible. I've seen my friends and family, both here in Costa Rica and back home in the State grow and change as well. But the biggest change that I've witnessed over the past two years has been in the community of Pochote.
I've been granted with the amazing opportunity to watch my students grow into young musicians. Students whom I can hardly keep in their seats in my English classes wait for their violin lessons with a patience that surpasses that of many adults. Music students have grown into teachers and role models for younger children, and look with open eyes towards the future. In this community, most parents haven't been to college, many never finished high school. Still, their children talk about studying music in the National University, becoming music professors and professional musicians. It's a dream that many might have thought impossible just two years ago. And yet, as some of our students play in a national orchestra of young musicians, while others study in their homes and cart their instruments back and forth to the music school on their bicycles, I can't help but feel like this, and any other dream that these children might foster, is completely possible. I've seen their dedication, their commitment, and most importantly, I've seen the support that they receive from their families, their music instructors, and each other.
Little by little, the soul of Pochote is changing. From a community of hard working fishermen and farmers was born a generation of dreamers and artists. A generation walking through the wide open door of opportunity, towards a world they might have never known existed if not for a few dedicated music teachers and a Canadian couple with a vision of socially responsible development.
Christine O'Neill is a Peace Corps Volunteer in the Children, Youth and Familes at Risk program in Peace Corps/Costa Rica. She completes her two years of service in September 2009, and will be moving to San Jose to serve for a third year in the Peace Corps office.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
International Music Camp 2009 at Pochote Beach
This was the best way to begin 2009. Full of music, of talented young people, but above all, of the bonds of camaraderie and friendship. For our boys and girls this encounter was very important for their human and musical growth. The energy that flowed through Pochote in January will be unforgettable for all those that, in one form or another, made this first Pochote International Music Camp (CIM, for its initials in Spanish) possible.
