My Host Family and New Home

It’s been over a week since we left our 11RR bubble for the real world of the Philippines and it’s been incredible so far! I’ve been putting off this post until I’ve had a day where I didn’t feel too tired to fully reflect but I’ve found myself to be pretty exhausted everyday so I’ll just quickly introduce my wonderful host family and where I’m living. (Pictured above are my host mom and sister at Las Casas Filipinas de Acuzar on my first day in Bagac)

At sunduan (meeting of host families for the first time), all the host families had half of a picture and the volunteers had the other half and we had to find each other. I was so nervous about meeting them, but I was worrying for nothing because they’re amazing and I feel so lucky to have them! I’m going to try to introduce them all to you without making it too confusing.

My Nanay (mom in Tagalog) Ling Ling was the one who met me at sunduan and it was the warmest first meeting I’ve ever had. There was so much love in the room and all the host families were so excited to meet us. We had lunch with our families and then it was off to our new homes. My nanay’s twin sister and cousin are also hosting volunteers so after lunch, all three of us (Colin, Emma, and I), our luggage, and our nanays piled into my tatay’s (dad in Tagalog) van and we were off! We dropped off Colin, Emma, and their nanays at their places (we’re about 1 minute walk from each other and literally around the corner) and then got to my house where I met my Ate Lara who is wonderful and has been my greatest support system here so far. She’s 30 and is a third grade teacher at the local elementary school. My nanay is super sweet and has run her own store at the market for 35 years now. She is also an amazing cook that has kept my tummy so very happy. My tatay is a retired engineer who had worked abroad in South Korea, Iran, Saudi Arabia, and Indonesia so he’s well traveled and also very philosophical and great to talk to. He now helps my nanay run her store. Also in our household is one and half year old Marcus, my host parents’ grandson and one of the cutest babies I’ve ever met. He has a four-year-old brother, Lucas, who lives with Emma’s host mom, Nanay Lulu (my nanay’s twin). They live here in the Philippines, but their parents (my host parents’ older daughter and her husband) work abroad in Dubai. To make it easy, I’ll be referring to Marcus and Lucas as my host-brothers from now on. Since Emma and my host moms are twin sisters, we get to do a lot together which has been really nice. Everyone in my family is extremely kind and has made me feel at home and part of the family since day one. They speak English very well but are also eager to help me learn Tagalog and take me places which I’m really looking forward to. It is also helpful that they hosted a volunteer last year as well and she happens to also be Asian-American. I was (and still am) worried about how experience would differ as an Asian-American volunteer, so having a host family that has been so welcoming of who I am is really helping me with my adjusting and integrating so far.

We live in Bagac, the largest municipality in the province of Bataan, and also where the Bataan Death March started (I actually walk by the exact starting point of the march everyday on my way to my training site, but I’ll write more about this in another post). Bagac is divided into 14 barangays, which are the smallest administrative division in the Philippines (formerly called barrios). I live in Barangay Tabing-Ilog, but it just feels like one big town because the barangay’s are so small that you can walk from one end of it to the other in about 5 minutes; literally the opposite side of my street is Barangay Ibaba. Tabing-Ilog is where the town proper is located so about a minute from my house is a simbahan (church), basketball courts, a palengke (market), and an elementary school (where my Ate teaches). My living conditions are very comfortable (way better than I expected!). I live in a fairly big two-story house with 4 bedrooms and 3 restrooms. I have my own room that’s much bigger than my room in the States and I’m one of the lucky ones who have Wi-Fi in the house. For the most part, I think I’ve been adjusting to Filipino culture fairly well, but this is also something I want to write more about in another post.

My schedule now that I’m in community-based training (CBT) is pretty packed. We work Monday-Saturday from 8am until 5pm (often later). Mornings are devoted to language class (which I enjoy very much!) and the afternoons are for technical training (learning how to be successful as volunteers at site). Our trainings are held at the National Power Corporation (NPC), a community of houses where employees of a nuclear power plant used to live. After the plant shut down, NPC was converted to a resort and now we use one of the houses as our training site. NPC is about a 20 minute walk from my house so walking to and from training has been my daily workout (it’s a big deal especially in this heat!)

It’s been really exciting to be here, but I’m also tired most of time and am usually in bed by 10pm. It’s after 10pm now and my brain is starting to become mush so this will be all for now! Pictures and more coming soon 🙂

Magandang gabi!

Snapshots of IO

We’ve made it through initial orientation! In the morning, we leave for the community-based portion of pre-service training (PST) in the historical province of Bataan. Each sector will be in a different municipality and we will be staying with our first host family. CYF will be in Bagac, Bataan — my home for the next 2 and a half months. I’m both excited and nervous for this new experience; I’ve never lived with a host family before! I’ll blog about it whenever I get internet!

It’s late and we leave bright and early tomorrow so I’ll just share a few pictures from our two weeks of IO. What an incredible two weeks! More soon ❤

First Week

Magandang gabi (good evening)!

It’s the end of my first week in the Philippines and there’s been so much take in. After an 11 hour flight from LAX to Tokyo, a 3 hour layover, another 4 hour flight to Manila (plus an hour maintenance delay sitting in a humid airplane), and an hour bus ride from Manila to Cavite, we finally arrived at our home for initial orientation (IO) after midnight.  We’re staying at the International Institute of Rural Reconstruction (better known as”11RR” because “IIRR” is difficult to say), a community development and hands-on training organization that has programs in Africa, Asia, and Latin America. It’s a really beautiful place. The featured image is my hostel and home for these first two weeks.

It’s hard to believe I’ve only been here a week. Time seems to move much slower here. We’re in training sessions from 8am-noon then 1-5pm going over policies, procedures, expectations, homestay program, and so much more. On Tuesday, I rode my first jeepney to the mall — a popular Filipino pastime. We went to the Philippines’ biggest mall chain, SM, and as someone who doesn’t really like the mall, it was overwhelming. It was huge and had everything you could ever need or want and more. I felt like I was in the States because there were so many American stores and restaurants. On Wednesday, the staff put on a cultural celebration and we were introduced to Filipino games, festivals, holidays, food, superstitions, videoke, and rituals, followed by dinner (with lechon) and cultural dances. Filipino culture is incredibly warm, happy, and giving. I’ve felt so much of this in my time here so far, especially by the Peace Corps Philippines staff. It’s a beautiful culture and I look forward to learning more.

We started language classes yesterday and have begun working mostly in our sectors and learning about the work we’ll be doing over the next two years. In the CYF sector, there are 32 of us and it’s a seriously impressive group of people, many with degrees and/or several years of experience in social work. I have so much to learn from them. Our sector manager, Ambet Yangco, has impressed me most of all. He’s so passionate about his work, believes in his country and its people, and has honest expectations of all of us as volunteers. I have a lot of respect for him and feel really lucky to have him as my sector manager. I’m really looking forward to working with him.

In other news: it’s currently rainy season in the Philippines and when it rains here, it POURS. Typhoon Falcon was in the Philippines this week so it’s been raining really hard, but fortunately it’s north of where we are and continuing that way. The rain is really incredible and it’s nothing like anything we’ve ever gotten in California. It’s really relaxing to watch and listen to, however, it does bring out all the bugs. I live in a room with a roommate along with about a hundred ants and the occasional flying insect. It’s a constant battle to keep ants off my stuff. I currently have 13 bug bites and counting so I’m a pretty sad cat 😦 Other than that, my living conditions are pretty great here: our room has a fan and air conditioning, two beds and desks, closets, and our own bathroom with a toilet, sink, and shower. We are fed 5 times a day (Filipinos love their meriendas) so my tummy is always happy. It’s actually been really comfortable and I’m grateful to Peace Corps for easing us in.

Throughout PST, we have a Monday-Saturday schedule so I’m looking forward to having tomorrow off and sleeping in. Pictures and more updates coming soon!

Ingat (take care)!

❤ Jac

“The going is great, but the leaving is never easy.”

These words were first said to me by Henri Migala (one of the great people I had the pleasure of knowing while working at UCSD International House) during my senior year of college when I thought I would be leaving UCSD; little did I know I would be back just a few months later. Fast-forward a year to right now and this saying holds so true.

I wrote this on the plane and am updating now that I’m at my 3 hour layover in Tokyo. To sum up my whatever amount of time has passed (too many time changes!):

I flew from Oakland to LA yesterday morning (July 3) for staging (basically a one-day orientation). Yesterday felt so unreal and goodbyes are seriously the worst. My whole family dropped me off at the airport and it’s never easy seeing your mom and grandma cry (especially since we don’t cry in my family). I don’t think my family really understands why I’m doing this (besides maybe my siblings) but they are being as supportive as they know how to be and that’s really all I can ask for. They feel like I’m leaving them behind and that’s been the hardest thing about going. 😦

At staging, we went over the goals of the Peace Corps, expectations, challenges, etc. over the course of 5 hours. Since we were split into two groups at staging, I’ve only met about half my cohort so far (there are 88 of us total), but I really like our group and look forward to getting to know them over the next two years.

Jared drove up and met me for dinner after staging; this was round three of see-you-laters for us and it never gets easier. (Jared, I love you to death and miss you so much already.) I got back to the hotel at 11 and knocked out, only to wake up at 5am to check out and get to the airport. I didn’t realize how many of us there were until all 88 of us (and our 2-3 pieces of luggage each) were trying to get through check-in -– no wonder they made us get there 3 hours early.

We just got off our 11 hour flight to Tokyo. It’s currently 3:12pm and our flight to Manila leaves at 6pm. It’s going to be a LONG day of traveling (pretty sure I’m getting smelly). Once there, I’ll be in Cavite for 2 weeks for initial orientation before we move again for the rest of our 3-month training. This is really happening! I still can’t believe it. I still don’t think reality has quite hit me yet, although it’s feeling a lot less scary now that I’m here. The longest I’ve been out of the country before this was 3 weeks so it’s weird to think it could be a while before I’ll be home again.

I’ve received notes and messages from several people and I want to thank everyone for your well wishes, love, and support; I am so blessed ❤ It was a heartwarming way to end my first day with the Peace Corps. I will see you all again soon!

The next time I post, I’ll be in the Philippines!