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Monday, May 4, 2009

Day trip to Xapuri.


Friday:

We´ve ruled out an early morning venture into Bolivia because of some fear of being recognized as foreigners and hassled by the police. As if the 5 of us do not look Brazillian. Why, just the other day I saw 5 red heads in the grocery store who spoke perfect english and live here. Granted those are the only red heads I´ve see outside of mirrors here, oh well, I would rather not have to deal with any kind of harassment anyways, and Xapuri should be interesting enough for one day right?

I ride with Giorgia who is the alternate for the group going to Georgia. She is a pharmacist and her husband is an orthopedic surgeon. Her English is very good and I spend most of the car ride explaining be verbs to her (which she picks up in less than an hour while it took me the better part of 16 years in America to figure them out). We arrive in Xapuri and realize quickly that many things are closed because it is a Federal holiday. No worries because the main reason to go to Xapuri is because of a local hero named Chico Mendes who is considered to be the original advocate for protecting the Amazon rain forest here in Brazil, and his home and Foundation center are open today.

Who is Chico Mendes you ask? Well I am glad you asked because he has a facinating story. I am going to now rip off a history of Chico Mendes for your viewing pleasure:

``Mendes grew up in a family of rubber tappers in Acre State, Brazil, and when he was 9 years old he continued on in the family tradition. However, rubber prices had collapsed in the 1960s, and many landowners were selling their properties to the highest bidder - which in most cases, meant cattle ranchers. Rubber tappers were finding themselves pushed out of their lands.
In the 1970s, he joined the rubber tappers of the forest. They would march down logging trails, overrun forest clearance parties, disarming guards and attempting to convince the ranchers' workers not to continue. In many cases, they were successful at doing so, despite resistance from the ranchers - in 1980, Mendes' ally Wilson Pinheiro was assassinated.

On the evening in Thursday, December 22, 1988, exactly one week after his 44th birthday, Chico Mendes was assasinated by gunshot at his Xapuri home. In December, 1990 rancher Darcy Alves Pereira, his son Darley Alves and their ranch hand, Jerdeir Pereia were sentenced to 19 years in prison for their part in Mendes' assassination. In February, 1992, they won a retrial, but remained in prison. In 1993, they staged an escape, but Darcy was recaptured and as of 2004, was still in the jungle. Some local ranchers are still being investigated.
The murder of Chico Mendes made international headlines, including the front page of the New York Times. Thanks in part to the international media attention surrounding the murder, the Chico Mendes Extractive Reserve was created in the area where he lived. There are more than 20 such reserves now, along the same lines as Mendes had proposed, covering more than 8 million acres.´´

In my opinion, if Chico Mendes had not been murdered, Acre and much of Brazil would look completely different. The Rain Forest flows into this city and makes it unique in a way that neither explanation nor pictures can really explain, at least from my explanations and my pictures. His assasination sparked a huge international awareness of how important preserving the rain forest is, much in a similar way that Martin Luther King Jr.´s assasination hurried the mending of race relations in The United States. Although the response to fixing the deforestation here happened a lot quicker than the race relations were mended in the US. It makes me nervous to think the how effective Martyrs can be, but as I look out the window from the 12th floor of this condominium I can easily see where the city ends and the forest begins here, and at the same time know the US is presided over by an African American President and I shiver at the thought of how necessary both men´s sacrifices seem.


The evening was spent quietly by all as we get prepared for our big presentation tomorrow.


Taken from the trustworthy source of Wikipedia. More complete information can be found here, but may not be in English.

Chico Mendes Vive! (Chico Mendes Lives!)

-Everett

P.S. For those who catch it in the video, I had little to nothing to do with the quick history of Macon, especially the part the says Macon was founded by Thomas Jefferson, apparently he ordered Fort Benjamin Hawkins to be built there, but I´d hardly consider that founding a city. I thought it was founded by the Little Richard, Otis Redding, and The Allman Brothers Band, but honestly I never looked into it until today. WikiMacon

The District Conference, 4720 style.


Oh my what a week! I am sorry to all of our fans and followers about not having posted anything personally. I have had some time to myself, but much of it has been used to sleep or figure out which clothes are cleaner, and sometimes I am without access to a computer. I will also apologize if my English comes across as poor here. I have been either speaking in abhorent Portuguese or broken English and that make me not feel so smarts when I explains things in my writings.

Here is an overly verbose rundown of Thursday:
Oh boy! what we have all been waiting for. The District Conference. We have been promised by many people that this will be just buckets of fun, and we´d all hate to be disappointed. The conference is being held at the Federal University of Acre here in Rio Branco, near where Jenny is staying. It opened with a typical type of opening with some people talking and some stragglers showing up late, and lots of people saying how excited they are to be here and how great Rotary is etc etc etc. In short, it is rather dry and dull at this point, and since we are not responsible for any part of the conference other than just being there sometimes, and doing a quick 15-20 minute presentation on Saturday, most of us grab our mental baggage and check out while people are giving speeches. This district is geographically massive spreading across 6 states; Acre, Amapa, Amazonas, Para, and Rondonia, Roraima. We will be visiting the Capitals of each state, except for Amapa, and Roraima.

We learn quickly that cafeteria food in Brazil is very similar to cafeteria food in the US (read: mediocre to just okay on a good day). Following lunch, we get a tour of the Campus, which is very spread out, from Brazil team member Allan Jones who graduated from this University with a degree in Civil Engineering. After the tour and some waiting around we left and went to Cafe do Theatre where we enjoyed some interesting food that I can only equate to small quiches or appetizers. Allen Jones took Alison and Alton to eat something local, that in English sounds like Tah-cah-cah, and apparently has an effect on the body similar to the way the name comes across. I asked some Brazillians and it seems like they either really enjoy it, or think it tastes just dreadful. i.e. Allen Jones seems to love it, and Carlos thinks it is disgusting. We stayed here awhile and then headed back to our respective homes to get ready for the event we have all been waiting for, the official opening ceremonies! ! ! . . .

My host mother, Izabel, had about 16 of her close friends over for a party because Friday is a national holiday (basically Brazillian Labor Day) and I was as intimidated by a party full of women here as I am anywhere, but they had some pretty tasty wine, so I partook and loosened my proverbial collar while getting dressed for the ceremony. To simplify the opening ceremony in a mathematical equation I will simply say this from my perspective: formal opening ceremony + a language I barely understand + seemingly endless speeches (one speaker went on for nearly 2 hours) + 5 or 6 glasses of wine + half the room of Brazillians sleeping = X. I will let you all use your algebra skills and imaginations to figure out X. Following the ceremony I went home and slept even better than Alton did during the ceremony.

-Everett