As someone who’s now lived on four continents, I like getting help from people when I don’t know what I’m doing. Whether it’s not speaking the language, not knowing which bus to take, or just a general ignorance as to what I should be doing, the average dude coming over to me and helping out can make a huge difference. But, as I’ve seen in Colombia, this sometimes backfires when trying to make a somewhat odd purchase. …..click here to read more
When Helpful People Make It Harder To Buy Stuff
Using Technology In The Classroom: A Cautionary Tale
I like technology. As a Peace Corps Volunteer in Barranquilla, Colombia, I think my life is very different than most of my peers. My public school has two computer labs, wireless internet (that usually works, too!), countless computers (some of which are still sitting in their boxes), microphones, speakers, etc. The second story apartment I call home is also equipped with wi-fi, which I use on my MacBook, iPhone and Kindle Fire. I am one well-connected dude. …..click here to read more
The Adventure Of Teaching At A Colombian Public School
The Adventure Of Teaching At A Colombian Public School
I remember getting a call from the Peace Corps for my final interview. I had been teaching English at a private, after-school academy in Seoul, South Korea, for eight months while I played in two folk / rock bands and searched for new work opportunities to consider. I really liked Korea (loved, actually), but I was excited about the possibility to leave the country and join the Peace Corps. (It’s funny, as a current Peace Corps Volunteer, I’m now searching for ways to get back to Seoul after I’m finished). …..click here to read more
Accident Sends Me To Doctor 4 Days After Returning To Colombia
I seem to have had a string of bad luck concerning my health. After spending 3 weeks in Iowa to see specialists regarding headaches and rashes I was having for 2 months, I was sent back to Colombia to resume my duties as a Teaching English for Livelihoods Volunteer at a public school in Barranquilla, Colombia. However, my joy of returning was short lived and replaced by sleepless nights and limping. It all started with a game of soccer. An EPIC game of soccer.
My Pre-Approved & Then Rejected Article For Our Peace Corps Colombia Newsletter
The following is an article I pitched to a few of my fellow Volunteers that run “Oiste”, Colombia’s official Peace Corps Newsletter. My idea (which fully outlined what the article would contain) was pre-approved without reservations and submitted before the publication deadline. I was not contacted regarding it’s status until I sent a follow-up message, after which I received two replies (portions of which appear below):
After reading your article, <xxx> and I have decided that, unfortunately, we are unable to publish it in OÃste. We value Volunteers’ stories–both positive and negative–and consider OÃste a medium for sharing those stories. However, we feel that elements of your article amount to accusations, and OÃste is not the appropriate place for that kind of discourse. We want to promote constructive dialogue among Volunteers and between Volunteers and staff, and we have decided that your article would detract from the productive tone that we want OÃste to have. …..click here to read more
Taking Advantage Of The Hand You’re Dealt. . . With Instruments
After traveling 19 hours on three planes, I’ve finally made it back to my guest family, public school and fellow volunteers in Barranquilla, Colombia. After being medically evacuated from my Peace Corps site last month, I spent three weeks in and around my home town of Woodward, Iowa, where I saw five doctors, got more blood drawn than a vampire can drink, and got a clean bill of health. And as an added bonus, on my way back I checked two full bags and more carry-on luggae than any normal person would dare to attempt. I brought back camera equipment, Twizzlers for my fellow volunteers and two musical items that should make the next two years well worth the $70 extra bag fee. …..click here to read more
Colombian Dancing Makes Me Feel Like I’m Disabled
Growing up in rural Iowa, I knew a few Mexican immigrants. Another small town near mine had a meat packing plant that brought many Latinos to the area. Sometimes when driving, I would hear a stereo blasting accordion music or something similarly foreign to my Midwest ears. I never saw people dancing in the street when this happened, but it was obvious these energy-filled tunes were meant for that purpose. However, little could I have imagined just how much dancing could take place with these songs, and how inept it would make me feel when I couldn’t join in. …..click here to read more
About PodCasting Colombia
Peace Corps Volunteer Chance Dorland uses his radio journalism background for a more up-to-date spin on blogging through videos, photos and podcasts. A 2009 graduate of Emerson College, Chance resides on the Caribbean Coast of Colombia where he spends his time teaching English, assisting students with their radio club “English Time Radio,” and playing drums for a jazz band. His updates can be followed on Twitter, YouTube, iTunes and his website, ChanceDorland.com. — This blog does not reflect any position of the U.S. government or Peace Corps.
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