According to Dominican Today (domincantoday.com) "The figure for Dominicans who became green card holders or permanent [USA] residents [in 2009] was 24,496."
These are refugees, escaping from corruption, and difficult economic situations to the Promised Land, where every resident has a dollar tree in the back yard. How I wish that instead of leaving, there would be leadership arising from among the masses, to turn this country around!
Yep, the first ones would do so at the risk of their lives, but where are the Dominican Martin Luther Kings, and Rosa Parks'? Where are the ones who will say enough is enough and we aren't going to put up with it any more?
Seems like everyone just wants to take an easier way out...run to the US, or to Spain, and leave their country to become what it will.
If that is the case, then when will the government take the Cuban view and stop people from leaving? Who is going and who is staying? How many years can so many people leave a small island, till there is no one left?
Well, the poor people cannot get the visas, for the most part. The rich people do just as well here, and they can always get visas to visit. So the new middle class that has arisen, seems to be the ones who are most likely to end up in the US. These are also the ones who could actually bring about change in the country. They are better educated than the poor, and they know how to work.
It is hard to blame them for leaving, though. The injustice of daily life here wears on you. You work hard, and don't progress. You pay your bills, but are consistently cheated by those same companies you are paying. You suffer constant injustices. There is no recourse. You don't dare report anyone, because the person you report them to may be part of the same mafia, and there may be reprisals. You have no way of knowing who is legitimate and who is corrupt until you have brushed up against that person.
So there you have it. This Dominican Life is rough. People want out. They should stay. They should go. I don't know.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Noche Buena & Reyes
Tonight is Noche Buena. the literal translation of that is good night, but of course it corresponds to Christmas Eve in the US and many other English speaking countries. This is the most important part of the Christmas holidays. Think of it as the Dominican Thanksgiving. Lots of food is prepared, everyone eats to their hearts content, and it is an important family time. There are family reunions, and a large amount of the population in the capital and other major cities will travel to their hometowns for the occaision.
One very popular song here, around Christmas time, is Feliz Navidad, by José Feliciano. People sing it, with both the English and Spanish parts, as best they can, much like the Dominican birthday song is often followed by a rendition of the somewhat English Hapi burtday tu yu. Meanwhile, my compatriots across the water are singing the same song, only they are butchering the Spanish part!
¡Feliz navidad!
While in the US, children are tucked in bed on Christmas eve, to await Christmas morning with excitement, Dominican children still have a while to wait. Christmas morning does not bring gifts. Instead, the sixth of January, King's Day, is when they will receive their gifts. This special day remembers the kings who brought gifts to the child Jesus.
An interesting thing is happening this year, that gives a little insight on how things work here. The government has been changing a lot of holidays, depending on how they fall, to make things more convenient for work and education, mostly creating three day weekends. In the case of King's day this year, the 6th falls on a Wednesday. Normally the school holiday extends through the seventh, recognizing that many people are traveling back home from their native towns on that day, and would not be back in time for school. But this year, that would mean coming back from a three week break for a single school day. The weekend would follow. They are well aware that no one would bother to attend that day.
So they had the idea to change the holiday to Monday, the fourth of January. This means that the teachers are expected back on the fifth, and the students on the real King's Day! You can be assured that no one will be returning to classes till Monday the 11th, no matter what the government says. It just won't happen. In fact, it is quite common for Dominican students to take an extra week of vacation after both Holy Week and Christmas breaks, without permission. The teachers may return, but the student population will be missing.
This would be comparable to telling Americans, "This year we are moving Christmas day to the 23rd!" Who would listen? It was obviously done with good intentions, and it would have been nice, were it possible, so that the students would not miss so much school. In my informal survey of neighbors and friends, most were not even aware of it, and once informed, proclaimed that they were sure no one would go, and they certainly were not sending their children.
¡Feliz año nuevo from This Dominican Life!
One very popular song here, around Christmas time, is Feliz Navidad, by José Feliciano. People sing it, with both the English and Spanish parts, as best they can, much like the Dominican birthday song is often followed by a rendition of the somewhat English Hapi burtday tu yu. Meanwhile, my compatriots across the water are singing the same song, only they are butchering the Spanish part!
¡Feliz navidad!
While in the US, children are tucked in bed on Christmas eve, to await Christmas morning with excitement, Dominican children still have a while to wait. Christmas morning does not bring gifts. Instead, the sixth of January, King's Day, is when they will receive their gifts. This special day remembers the kings who brought gifts to the child Jesus.
An interesting thing is happening this year, that gives a little insight on how things work here. The government has been changing a lot of holidays, depending on how they fall, to make things more convenient for work and education, mostly creating three day weekends. In the case of King's day this year, the 6th falls on a Wednesday. Normally the school holiday extends through the seventh, recognizing that many people are traveling back home from their native towns on that day, and would not be back in time for school. But this year, that would mean coming back from a three week break for a single school day. The weekend would follow. They are well aware that no one would bother to attend that day.
So they had the idea to change the holiday to Monday, the fourth of January. This means that the teachers are expected back on the fifth, and the students on the real King's Day! You can be assured that no one will be returning to classes till Monday the 11th, no matter what the government says. It just won't happen. In fact, it is quite common for Dominican students to take an extra week of vacation after both Holy Week and Christmas breaks, without permission. The teachers may return, but the student population will be missing.
This would be comparable to telling Americans, "This year we are moving Christmas day to the 23rd!" Who would listen? It was obviously done with good intentions, and it would have been nice, were it possible, so that the students would not miss so much school. In my informal survey of neighbors and friends, most were not even aware of it, and once informed, proclaimed that they were sure no one would go, and they certainly were not sending their children.
¡Feliz año nuevo from This Dominican Life!
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Christmas
The Christmas season is a lot more extended in this country than in my own. It began this year, a few weeks before Thanksgiving Day (not celebrated here, of course.) To put it in musical terms, it does a crescendo then a decrescendo, starting mid to late November, and ending around mid January.
December is looked forward to for many reasons. One, there is generally not so very much work done, apart from retail sales and related work. Basically, if you need something done, you don't try to get it done this month.
Also, this is a month of family, and family rules here. This is the month that you will go back to your hometown and see all your family and friends there. You will eat a delicious feast on Noche Buena, Christmas Eve, and you will get double pay for the month. (Yep, it's a law; you get double pay.)
For an American living here, and after all, that is the point of this blog, to give an American impression of middle-class Dominican life--it is the noisiest time of the year. Of course, if you live in the wealthy areas, you won't generally have any problem. But if you live on this side of the river...well, let's just say, get out your earplugs.
Neighbors that previously kept their music at least below the pain threshold, although it was quite loud, now feel that in the spirit of the season, they must turn it up even higher. Your cement walls aren't vibrating, but you are!
It's also the time of year when a lot of drinking happens. I'm not sure but what it's always that time of the year, but I do notice that each year around Christmas, the National Police start putting restrictions on noise, and curbing the hours of the drinking establishments.
For a lot of people it is like a two month party. Now people do still have to work, but there is just a lot more happening. Parties at schools, at churches, in neighborhoods--hey, it's not that different than at home, other than the noise level.
It is a time to be laid back and not be the tense American. Because getting annoyed that whatever you were promised for next week won't really get done till some time in January, will do you absolutely no good. Trying to get neighbors to lower the music will only cause them to dislike you; they won't lower it. It's a Christmas tradition, you blockhead foreigner! Instead, you have to come to accept the fact that these things are just part of this Dominican Life.
December is looked forward to for many reasons. One, there is generally not so very much work done, apart from retail sales and related work. Basically, if you need something done, you don't try to get it done this month.
Also, this is a month of family, and family rules here. This is the month that you will go back to your hometown and see all your family and friends there. You will eat a delicious feast on Noche Buena, Christmas Eve, and you will get double pay for the month. (Yep, it's a law; you get double pay.)
For an American living here, and after all, that is the point of this blog, to give an American impression of middle-class Dominican life--it is the noisiest time of the year. Of course, if you live in the wealthy areas, you won't generally have any problem. But if you live on this side of the river...well, let's just say, get out your earplugs.
Neighbors that previously kept their music at least below the pain threshold, although it was quite loud, now feel that in the spirit of the season, they must turn it up even higher. Your cement walls aren't vibrating, but you are!
It's also the time of year when a lot of drinking happens. I'm not sure but what it's always that time of the year, but I do notice that each year around Christmas, the National Police start putting restrictions on noise, and curbing the hours of the drinking establishments.
For a lot of people it is like a two month party. Now people do still have to work, but there is just a lot more happening. Parties at schools, at churches, in neighborhoods--hey, it's not that different than at home, other than the noise level.
It is a time to be laid back and not be the tense American. Because getting annoyed that whatever you were promised for next week won't really get done till some time in January, will do you absolutely no good. Trying to get neighbors to lower the music will only cause them to dislike you; they won't lower it. It's a Christmas tradition, you blockhead foreigner! Instead, you have to come to accept the fact that these things are just part of this Dominican Life.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Curious
My work involves teacher training for teachers of deaf children. As I was doing a literacy workshop with some teachers yesterday, I remarked that it was important for the students to write original sentences--onces that they made up themselves, and that were not copied from any source. (Because of their deafness, the children are just learning Spanish, much like a foreigner would learn it.) The teachers looked at me as if I were from Mars.
Now I have had hints before that maybe not much writing (as opposed to copying) was going on here. Both children and adults (college students) who had borrowed my internet for a school paper inevitably just copied exactly what they found from the net. The children usually rewrote in in their own handwriting. I cannot say if the adults did that or not. But no one seemed to be concerned with plagarism.
After yesterday's reception of my statement, I asked a friend if her children, in fourth and fifth grade, ever had to write a story or true account that was original with them. She responded, "You mean dictation?" I explained that no, I meant something that they did not copy or get from any other source, something that was original with them. She thought a moment and said that she didn't remember them ever mentioning that kind of assignment to her. She called them in and asked them if they had ever had that kind of homework in their years of school. The fifth grader responded that yes, last year he had one assignment like that. The mom asked to see it. The son brought out last year's notebook and found it in a few minutes. It had a story which seemed to be nonfiction. She remarked, "No, you must have copied that. You don't have an uncle by that name, and that never happened to you." I allowed, though, that maybe he wrote it as a fiction story. Still, having only one creative writing assignment in five or six years of school seemed rather curious to me.
This Dominican Life.
Now I have had hints before that maybe not much writing (as opposed to copying) was going on here. Both children and adults (college students) who had borrowed my internet for a school paper inevitably just copied exactly what they found from the net. The children usually rewrote in in their own handwriting. I cannot say if the adults did that or not. But no one seemed to be concerned with plagarism.
After yesterday's reception of my statement, I asked a friend if her children, in fourth and fifth grade, ever had to write a story or true account that was original with them. She responded, "You mean dictation?" I explained that no, I meant something that they did not copy or get from any other source, something that was original with them. She thought a moment and said that she didn't remember them ever mentioning that kind of assignment to her. She called them in and asked them if they had ever had that kind of homework in their years of school. The fifth grader responded that yes, last year he had one assignment like that. The mom asked to see it. The son brought out last year's notebook and found it in a few minutes. It had a story which seemed to be nonfiction. She remarked, "No, you must have copied that. You don't have an uncle by that name, and that never happened to you." I allowed, though, that maybe he wrote it as a fiction story. Still, having only one creative writing assignment in five or six years of school seemed rather curious to me.
This Dominican Life.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Friendly neighbors
One of the most wonderful things about middle class DR, is that you really live in a community. People know each other. People help each other. People watch out for each other. People visit each other. People share with a neighbor in need. I am fearful that this will pass, as it did in the South in the US, once AC started keeping everyone inside. But for now, we have this time together.
Yes, sometimes the neighbor's music is outrageously loud. But if he sees someone breaking into my apt., he is going to stop them. Being a good neighbor and having good neigbors for me is a real positive in This Dominican Life.
Yes, sometimes the neighbor's music is outrageously loud. But if he sees someone breaking into my apt., he is going to stop them. Being a good neighbor and having good neigbors for me is a real positive in This Dominican Life.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Un día en el parque
Friday we took 33 kids and several adults down to a large local park. Now you might think it would be necessary to keep a tight rein on those kids, so that nothing would happen, and no one would get lost.
The reality is, that it wasn't necessary! Togetherness is built right into the culture. The kids didn't run off alone, even though they were basically given the run of the park. Instead, they stayed in groups. That's what they like. The younger kids naturally stayed close to the adults. No one had to tell them that, and as a result the adults didn't have to watch kids closely. Older kids naturally kept an eye on younger kids that wanted to see something in a different location of the park.
The first time I went on an outing like this is was downright scary for me. It was hard to relax and enjoy it when I saw that there was basically no accounting or security. But when I saw a group of 300 kids all get on the buses when it was time to leave--not one missing, yet no roll call held--I realized there was nothing to worry about.
Don't think it is negligence; it isn't. Don't think these kids aren't protected; they are.
It's just another amazing example of how society works in this Dominican Life.
The reality is, that it wasn't necessary! Togetherness is built right into the culture. The kids didn't run off alone, even though they were basically given the run of the park. Instead, they stayed in groups. That's what they like. The younger kids naturally stayed close to the adults. No one had to tell them that, and as a result the adults didn't have to watch kids closely. Older kids naturally kept an eye on younger kids that wanted to see something in a different location of the park.
The first time I went on an outing like this is was downright scary for me. It was hard to relax and enjoy it when I saw that there was basically no accounting or security. But when I saw a group of 300 kids all get on the buses when it was time to leave--not one missing, yet no roll call held--I realized there was nothing to worry about.
Don't think it is negligence; it isn't. Don't think these kids aren't protected; they are.
It's just another amazing example of how society works in this Dominican Life.
Monday, November 9, 2009
Garbage
The garbage truck has not gone down my street for over three weeks. Explanation? I was told that the truck is broken down. The solution has been for everyone in the area to pay a man with a wheelbarrow to dump their garbage in front of a local school, where garbage is picked up daily. There are also signs painted on the wall, saying that garbage should not be dumped there. This Dominican Life.
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