Since the last time I have written, very much has happened...I changed families. My (old) host brother, Ricar, and I have never really clicked. In November we started interacting more and life was getting better, but after I cam back from Hoenau, our relationship started to go back to square1. I don´t know if my expectations were off, but I expected the host family to actually talk to me, let alone treat me as one of them. Another big thing that I didn´t like was the fact that my host mom wouldn´t tell me when there was something that I did or said that she didn´t like, or thought I should change. I would always just hear it through the maid. Obviously, the maid, Mirian (who is also a really close friend), was not supposed to be telling me these things. I stood by the number 1 exchange student rule, be open and honest. But I couldn´t tell my old host mom, Cristiana, that I knew she was saying bad things about me to the maid, because then she would get really angry with the maid and then last thing I want to do is cause problems for Mirian. I have seen how Cristiana can be with the maids, and I knew that if I said anything about that, it would mean major trouble for Mirian and a majorly akward conversation. I told Cristiana numerous times that she can be totally honest and open with me about anything and she told me that if there was a problem, she would tell me. I guess either our definitions of "problem" are different, or she really didn´t want to confront me about anything. I got really frustrated with this whole situtation and I felt really helpless in trying to solve it because I could get to the heart of the issue without "tattleing" on Mirian.
Then when I would go to my exchange students homes and see how they all interact with their families, and I realized that with the family I had, I could really never have a normal relationship with them all, I had already been there for over 5 months. Five months is a long time and I could just stick it out I suppose that I could possibly have solved the a few of the problems witht them, but honestly, I didn´t want to. I wanted the next half of my exchange year to be spent as well as I can spend it, even if that meant changing families.
I already had a family in mind when I decided I wanted to change. You see, I have a friend from school, Sady, with whom I had hung out with on numerous occasions, therefore I knew her family. When I had been over, they all seemed like really nice loving people, and overall I great family. The dad seemed like he was interested in having an exchanger stay with them. When I asked him why they didn´t, he just said that it was because they didn´t really know how to. So even before I decided that I was 100% sure I wanted to change, I thought they would make a really great host family.
So finally one day I broke down and decided that I was sure I wanted to change families. So I told my mom. Telling her was really the hardest part of the whole thing. It is so difficult to tell someone, who has been feeding you and over all providing basic needs for you, that you don´t like them and don´t want to live with them anymore (of course I didn´t say it like that). But I knew that is what I had. So a bravely asked the question (more like strongly suggested it) and she called the AFS rep that day and I talked to her the next day. The AFS rep, Zoila, told me that she wouldn´t be able to find a new family for me until middle of February when schools starts again. Of course I didn´t want to wait that long so I started searching on my own. First person I asked was Sady´s family. They said yes!! They had to fill out a few forms and such, but within a little over a week, I was able to move in! So here I am, today is the start of my third whole day with them and I already feel more at home with them than I did after five months with my other family. One really cool thing, which you might not find that exciting, is that for the past 3 breakfasts I have eating cereal and milk. YES, cereal and milk!
Let me give the basic facts about my new home.
1. It is located in area 2, ciudad del este, paraguay (only about 10 minutes away from my old house
2. family members: Roberto Benitez (father), Juana (mother), Sady (sister, age almost 16), Milena (sister, 9), and Jazmin (sister, 6). The two younger ones really treat me like a sister. And I actually call my host parents mama and papa. And when my host sister talk about them they say OUR mom or OUR dad. I think they get the whole exchange student is supposed to be apart of the family thing.
3. Since it is summer, we have some cousins visiting and we all sleep on matresses in one big room. So in all there are 8 of us living in the house know. I really like my cousins!
4. We have hot and cold running water
5. we don´t have a dryer but do have a washing machine
6. of course no dishwasher!
7. I technically don´t have my own room yet, because sleeping arangments are crazy now because of all the visitors (don´t worry, I´ll have one eventually)
8. We have a pool
9. the neighborhood is less dangerous than my old one (always a plus :)
My host sister is a really sweet person and very caring. Like the first night I was here I was feeling kind of homesick for my family in MI and she comforted me and assured me that I could really feel at home there, and I do! When I told Cristiana that I was homesick (like in August or September), she was like "oh, well you have the rest of the year here"...ummmm ,´needless to say, that did not make me feel better.
I don´t feel like I wasted my time with the other family. I learned alot, and I that whole time I was learning Spanish and making friends. I had to learn to deal with situation that I would probably not have to deal with if my host family had been great from the start, or if I had never changed. I really think it is better this way. And as I said, I already feel at home here in my new home! I will be able to go to the same school and be in the same class as my sister. That is great news because I really like Santa Tere (my school).
Alot has been changing and happening in my life, it is just that those things aren´t very blogable topics. I only have 4 more weeks left of summer freedom, and then school starts again, which really isn´t such a bad thing. 23 more weeks until I come home (not that I´m counting down or anything)
Well, I could go on and on about how much I love my new family, but I think what I have written will suffice.
I love you all friends and family,
Erin