The Munchkin is attending Escuela del Mundo in San Pancho – a small town on the Mexican coast. Here’s a glimpse of her school yard.
“Look, Grandma, it’s made of all natural stuff.
Add a bit of recycling.
Dogs, cats, chickens, and a pig. Don’t worry, they only serve vegetarian meals.
The next door neighbour.
Check them out on Facebook – Escuela del mundo
A short drive inland from the beach brings you to lush mountainous terrain with rolling valleys.
No pictures of the valleys as we missed the “view point.”
But, here are a couple of pictures of Compostela, the capital of the municipality. It’s the churches that always grab our attention.
We’re in small town Mexico for a month over Christmas holidays and the Munchkin has a chance to go to school for a couple of hours one morning with her best friend. This is one of the schools she has gone to with her mother to talk about pet care and to explain about the free spaying and neutering clinics offered twice a year.
Today, she’ll just be another student in her friend’s classroom.
The school isn’t fancy, but the rooms do have air conditioning. The playground, as you can see, is cement. At recess the kids improvise a soccer game using a small plastic cube for a ball.
The cafeteria, manned by a couple of local women, offers (mostly) healthy food at a nominal price.
Yes, we tried some and, yes, they did taste like cucumber–with a dash of chili.
corn syrup, sugar, water, gelatin, citric acid, modified startch, natural flavours, lactic glycerin, red, yellow, and blue food colouring.
Each package contains 3 grams of protein and 26 grams of sugar.
Once again we’re at the Christmas Tree Festival in Victoria, BC and we say:
Merry Christmas !
from the book club.
Feliz Navidad !
Wishing everyone a wonderful Holiday Season.
Just the other day, this corner was home to several little shops.
“What’s going to be built here?” I ask one of the workers.
“An OXXO,” he says,
What’s an OXXO, you ask.
It’s the ubiquitis convenience store found in Mexico. Our little area (population approximately. 20,000) has at least 10 (at last count). For good measure there is one on the highway at the corner nearest our end of town, one at each of the three service stations along the highway, with the remainder dotting the streets in town often with little more than a block between them.
Sitting under the palm tree, this is what I see.
Looking up, this is what I see.
And, no, I do not want one of those coconuts to fall on my head!
Yes, you read correctly. This sweet, innocent looking little kitten, a scrawny bit of body on legs when we found her in an empty lot in December,
is responsible for the influx of critters which occurs each night just before we are about to go to bed.
She drags in bugs of various sorts, most of which we have never seen before. They are alive and squirming. One of us has to capture the cat while the other, with broom and dustpan, encourages the critter to come along for a ride to the garden where, hopefully, the cat will not find it again. At least not until tomorrow.
Then there are the geckos and lizards, some of which are at least half the kitten’s length. Holding these critters captive with a paw firmly planted on their tails, we once again are forced into rescue mode. “I really wish they didn’t move quite so fast,” I mutter as I wield the broom.
And let us not forget the frogs. Tiny babies a week ago, the evidence of their growth is obvious as the latest contributions of dear rescue cat are now an inch long. Soon they’ll be the size of the palm of your hand and we’d be really really happy not to have them inside.
For more about frogs in the house in rainy season Mexico.
They’ve done it right in the tiny beach town of San Pancho, Nayarit, Mexico. It’s here that we find the home of Entreamigos.
Start with an abandoned creamery built in 1970.
Add imagination, creativity, materials originally intended for the trash can and you get walls,
an overhang for the office area (plastic pop bottles dipped in paint),
and a tree,
and a classroom door (to the original cold room),
Put it all together and you have a community center–with a lending library of 10,000 books, areas for numerous arts and crafts, an indoor gym and an outdoor activity area, both offering space for a multitude of classes–all of which serves over 250 people a day.
Kudos to the Entreamigos team.
In San Pancho, Nayarit, Mexico, we find a Montessori school–a compound of buildings and gardens and play areas sequestered in a jungle setting, hidden from the highway by a row of car and tire repair shops, and backed by an abandoned abandoned bull ring.
We step out of the car and hear roosters crowing. I feel like I’m in Mali.
In this hide-a-way spot, we see the kindergarten class washing their lunch dishes and brushing their teeth. We hear the laughter of kids playing and gathering vegetables from their garden to prepare for their lunch.
One of the teachers shows the Munchkin his classroom.
“We have this,” says the Munchkin who is in grade 2 Montessori in Canada. “And we have this, and this, and this.” I think she’d like to go to school here.