Dieciocho

By Jeannette LaFors

September 18th is the day Chileans celebrate their nation’s independence. This year over a million people were dealing first-hand with the aftermath of the September 16 8.6 earthquake and ensuing tsunami – dropping or adjusting any plans they had for celebrating independence.

Considerable motivation for Chilean independence from Spain came when Napoleon invaded the Iberian Peninsula in 1808 and set up his brother Joseph to rule there. Leaders in both Spain and the Spanish Americas formed juntas (local administrations) to stand in for the imprisoned Spanish monarchs. Amidst the chaos, colonists in Chile were divided – some wanted to return to an absolute monarchy, others wanted to remain loyal to Spain, and others still wished for independence. It turned out to be a long and bloody war, and civil strife ensued even after independence was won.

The national celebration is definitely a big deal. Everyone gets the two days off, and most schools close for an entire week during the “fiestas patria.” Lots of people travel to visit their families, and a religious liturgy of thanksgiving dating back to 1811 is led by the Archbishop of Santiago. The president and cabinet members attend this religious service, which became ecumenical in nature in 1971 at President Allende’s request.

Here are some of my observations:

Lots of Red, White, and Blue. I mean lots. Flags. Everywhere. I wondered why there were so many Chilean flags. Did people take their patriotism that seriously? Eventually I learned that public buildings and private residences since 1967 are required to display the flag on Sept 18 and 19 (as well as May 21) and that people responsible for displaying the flag risk a fine if they don’t. Before 2010, Chileans were not allowed to fly the flag on days other than the national holidays without permission. In honor of Chile’s bicentennial, President Piñeda enacted a law repealing the restriction and allowing anyone to fly the national flag throughout the year. The most impressive flag flies downtown near La Moneda (where the president’s offices are located) and is 27 meters long and 18 meters wide.

Consumerism. Chileans exploit their independence holidays to make some cash. Every store offers special deals and street vendors do their best to attract customers and make a sale. Kites for sale on the highway. Flags for sale on the sidewalk. Children’s traditional costumes in shop windows. Party decorations everywhere. And food . . .

BBQs are Supreme. Chile BBQs are all the rage, from intimate gatherings to giant “fondas” where thousands of people converge to eat, listen to music, and dance. I’ve never seen the variety nor quantity of meat in the U.S. like we have experienced here. You can get grass-fed Chilean beef, all kinds of beef from Argentina, Bolivia, Peru, . . . . and yes, FDA-approved beef from the U.S.A. I was astonished by the enormous quantity of meat I saw for sale in the grocery stores and consumed at the celebrations we were part of. To get warmed up for your protein-fest, you’re likely to be offered a “choripán” – a delicious chorizo sausage (chori) grilled to perfection and stuffed into fresh-baked roll (pan) or an “anticucho” (shish kabob). And you can’t turn down the empanadas – delicious meat-filled pies.

Spirited Celebrations. The first day of spring comes right on the heels of Independence Day, and snow is still covering the Andes. So the holiday is not a big lake, pool, or beach day. But typical Chilean “Dieciocho” festivities do include rodeo, emblematic of a country lifestyle in Chile’s central valley (akin to the American “cowboy” and other South American “guacho” cultures). And cueca.

At the kids’ school celebration, Adela wore a traditional huasa (aka country girl) folk dress and competed in a cueca dance contest. Cueca is Chile’s official national dance, and it’s a highly complex partner-dance that mimics the mating ritual of a rooster and a hen. I didn’t make that up.

Dylan’s soccer club hosted a giant “Dieciocho” celebration with enormous amounts of food and competitive games that included kite-flying, tug-of-war, and potato sack races. They skipped the cueca.

We were delighted to celebrate the long holiday weekend with close Chilean friends in the beautiful coastal mountain range near La Campana National Park. In addition to preparing and eating delectable back-to-back traditional Independence Day BBQ spreads (one Chilean-style and the other American-style), we spent a lot of time jumping on a trampoline, hiking, playing soccer, strategizing games of mega-size chess, and socializing with all those gathered.

And yet, amidst the hearty celebrations, ubiquitous red Chilean soccer jerseys, and military fanfare, I detected an undercurrent of rational reluctance to celebrate independence with unbridled expressions of patriotism.

Indigenous peoples in Chile continue to fight for land taken from them by conquistadors and colonists. The Mapuche, Chile’s largest group of indigenous people, are one example. The Mapuche proved to be a formidable foe to the conquistadors, and it wasn’t until the 1880s that Chile and Argentina banded together to seize and divide their Wallmapu territory. Today the Mapuche continue their tradition of fierce resistance. They plant their ancient crops on contested land, they sabotage timber corporations, block highways, and interrupt commerce. Many Mapuche activists have been arrested and charged with terrorism (in a way the UN has defined as discriminatory); and others have been killed by police.

And indelible memories of Pinochet’s human rights’ violating regime have not endeared people to trust or support national expressions of patriotism.

Thinking about Chilean independence and what it means for individuals, communities, and the nation caused me to reflect on my own ambivalence celebrating American Independence. Founders of the U.S. desecrated Native Americans, protected slavery, and excluded women and others from fully participating as citizens.

When Europeans arrived in the new world, they ushered in disease, warfare, slavery, genocide, and apartheid that decimated Native American populations. The Declaration of Independence describes Native American people as “merciless Indian Savages” and they continue today to experience discrimination in their daily lives. Native Americans are more likely to live in poverty, drop out of high school, be unemployed, and suffer from violence than most other racial/ethnic groups. And they are less likely to receive adequate access to education, healthcare, and other critical support services [See this article].

While we certainly have, as a nation, expanded opportunities for many to pursue “life, liberty, and happiness,” it is irrefutable that the lives, liberty, and happiness of far too many of our citizens are threatened and violated every day. Indeed, knowing this motivated me to become a history teacher – to help young people critically reflect on the events of our past so they might be motivated to act in ways what ensure a better present, as well as a better future.

Me and you, we got more yesterday than anybody. We need some kind of tomorrow.”
— Toni Morrison, Beloved

 

Atacama Adventure

by Adela Kelemen

The Atacama Desert, located in the northern part of Chile in South America, is HOT. It is REALLY hot. But that did not stop the Kelefors family. We got pretty beat up by twisted ankles to sunburn to cuts and scratches. But we still had an amazing time. I’m going to share our experiences with you through my eyes in a totally new way. (Please comment on how you like it.)

Day 1 – Sunday September 13, 2015

Wow, we arrived. I’m feeling super excited about…Everything! We all get off the plane and surprisingly it’s pretty cold and windy. We met a very kind young woman named Kalen on the plane and gave her a ride all the way to San Pedro de Atacama in the truck we rented. The ride up was not that interesting, though we saw some huge windmills. As we arrived we were kind of lost, but we managed to find our way. We checked into our hotel room. And when I say room, I mean one single room. Then we went to a restaurant called “Todo Natural” (Everything Natural) for lunch. Since we got up early and knew we would be up late, alll we really did was take a nap and swam in the FREEEEEEZING pool. After our rest we got ready to go to the “Valle de la Luna” (Valley of the Moon) to watch a beautiful sunset on Rosh Hashanah night. The view was wonderful and it was the perfect way to spend our first night. As we arrived home, we got ready to go stargazing. More on that by Dylan.

Day 2 – Monday September 14, 2015

We woke up to a simple breakfast. We put on our bathing suits, sunscreen, and clothes, hopped in the truck, and hit the road. It was not a long way before we arrived at the THERMAL BATHS (Las Termas de Puritama)!!! We put our stuff in a locker and slid into the pools. And they were amazing! To just feel the water was so cool! Or should I say “warm”. We swam over to a little waterfall that separated the pool from the others. It was really awesome because each end of the pool had a waterfall with water coming down from the higher pool and going down into the lower pool. And there were eight pools! But one was reserved. The waterfall was so cool. You could feel the water’s power pushing against you. And there was a little cavern behind it where you could sit and watch the water flow right in front of you. We spent some time there and then had lunch at a little picnic area. We had lunch and were finishing up when we saw MY TEACHER and her family!!! We swam with them and played with her four-year old son, Leo. We talked about Brazil (which is were they come from), the U.S., and Chile. We finished up our swimming, got changed, and got in the truck. As we drove, we came across a canyon that we decided to explore. We hopped out of the truck, got our sunscreen on, and started our walk. At first it was pretty flat. We crossed the river, which is kind of surprising, but figured out that it was the same stream that came from the thermal baths. The hike was amazing. I loved it. Most of the time we were walking downhill along the stream, but sometimes we crossed precarious little bridges over the water. It was really cool. Sometimes my dad and mom weren’t really sure we could get across, but my brother and I always found a way. We got help from a tour guide of another group, and from some people swimming and sunbathing in the river. We went pretty far before we decided to head back. Most of us were tired, but I had a lot of energy. That night we went out to a delicious place for dinner called Adobe, and then got an amazing ice cream cone for dessert. We went to bed and BAM! we were asleep.

Day 3 -Tuesday, September 15, 2015

Today we drove a much farther distance. We hopped into the truck and started to head to the Lagunas Antiplánicas (high plane lakes). We saw so much wildlife on the way up. We saw lots of vicuñas and a cute fox. At the lakes we saw mostly birds. Some tagua, Andean seagulls, and other species. The lakes were beautiful and an amazing blue green color. We didn’t really go up to the water, except Dylan accidentally walked off on his own toward the lake. Unfortunately, Dylan was feeling sick so he did not walk out very much with us. But my mom and I stayed together and we had a really awesome time. We used the binoculars and our camera. It was really fun. After a roadside lunch in Socaire, we drove to Lake Chaxa, a salt lake. It was amazing. We were walking on salt! We walked on a path that brought you to one small lake were we could see the brine shrimp which is what makes flamingos pink. We also saw a bunch of flamingos, but only from a distance. We drove all the way to San Pedro de Atacama, hung out there a little, and then got dinner. We were looking for a place that had soup to help Dylan recover. We went to this one place and they said they had chicken soup, but then the waiter came to take our order and they said they didn’t. So luckily we walked away and found a small but good restaurant called Sol (Sun). I got a tres quesos (three cheese) pasta, my brother got vegetable soup, and my parents shared a salad and churrasco sandwich. We went back to our favorite ice cream place, and again, it was delicious. We walked to our room and went to bed – all of us were tired.

Day 4 – Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Today was our last day. That didn’t stop us from going on an adventure. We woke up to a bowl of cereal. Again. Today was our day to . . . SANDBOARD!!!!!!!!!! My mom, Dylan, and I got into a van that would take us to Valle de La Muerte (Valley of the Dead). Our instructor told us some legends of how this valley was named. He also told us a little about the area. After we arrived, we hiked all the way up to the top of the dune, put our boards down, and one by one, went down the hill. It was amazing! At first you get a little scared. But then you’re fine and you want to do it over and over and over again. The only problem was how steep the dunes were. But we had the time of our lives. My dad was back at the hotel packing while my mom was taking photos of us. After sandboarding, as if that were not enough, we got ready to go to the Rainbow Valley. And it was amazing. The mountains were all different colors. I saw rocks that were red, green, brown, purple, white, etc. We went there for a little while before it was time to go. We hopped in the truck and drove to the airport and that was it. Our Atacama adventure was over… At least for now.

In conclusion, the way I look at life has changed. I see the world in a whole new way. I have seen things not many people will get the chance to see. I have started to appreciate things more. And I have learned to wait and observe. I think differently about something and not just the way I see it up front. I’ll probably never be the same. It’s funny how that happens sometimes. One small thing can change your life. And I hope everyone has that chance.

Space

By Dylan Kelemen

Space is a place humans can observe from a distance on our tiny planet called Earth. (OK, fine, it’s big.) A lot of astronomers travel to the Atacama Desert of Chile because there are clear skies and it gets exceptionally dark at night. Perfect for viewing the night sky. This is why A.L.M.A. was built in such a location. A.L.M.A. includes both a place where special telescopes are made, and an observatory with an array of telescopes 15 kilometers across! Too bad it’s only for scientists.

We arrived in San Pedro de Atacama on Sunday, September 13th and had plans to observe outer space in this very special place. As ten o’clock (pm) rolled around, we headed out of our hotel to pick up our bus. The bus took us to an area outside of town where nine telescopes were set up to view various objects in outer space. As we left the bus we met out tour guide astronomer named Les. He gave us a great lecture on constellations and other objects in space using a laser pointer that could precisely pinpoint what he was highlighting. In his lecture, he informed us about some amazing facts while making some cheesy astronomer jokes. Here’s a good one: “I was up all night wondering where the Sun had gone… then it dawned on me.” Something he joked about was that he is Canadian and had just moved to Chile because in Canada there were 300 cloudy nights, and in his first year in Chile there were 340 clear nights.

We also saw a ton of shooting stars, and Les told us that out in the Atacama there are about 10 shooting stars an hour. Shooting stars are bits of rock that burn up in the atmosphere, and most of them are the size of pebbles, but occasionally the shooting stars are bigger. There are others that are HUGE, and when those hit Earth’s surface, they wipe out the entire population of the world. Like what happened to the dinosaurs. If there is ever a huge meteor coming your way, don’t run. Take a selfie and post it on instagram or Facebook because it will be the last thing you’ll ever do. #I’mabouttodie

One thing I learned is that the sun, moon, other planets and constellations of the zodiac all rotate around earth in one band. Les showed us the band and pointed out the different constellations. He named a few constellations and pointed his laser at the ground (!) indicating that those constellations were on the other side of the Earth’s night sky.

Les did a great job of teaching the group about the different constellations in the zodiac and how different cultures see them and interpret them. The best story he told us was about Scorpio. Scorpio is one of the easiest constellations to see in the night sky and also the biggest that we observed without “hallucinating” a bit. There were some huge constellations that were bigger than Scorpio, but you had to use your imagination a lot to see how the stars connected up into a picture. Scorpio is very easy to see. At night. OBVIOUSLY. It looks like a regular scorpion with its head and pincers in the front. You can see the enormous tail reaching up into the sky.

What pictures would you see in these same stars in another part of the world? In New Zealand, would you EVER find a wild scorpion? No. That is why the Maori looked at the stars and saw a fishhook (the tail) instead of a scorpion. They had no idea what a scorpion was, and they were also fisher-people. So they named that constellation Fish Hook and used it in their creation story. The story was that their god had taken the fishhook, put a drop of his own blood on it and tossed it into the sea. As legend tells, that hook caught a fish bigger than any fish humans have ever seen before, and that fish became the north island of New Zealand.

Once the lecture was over, Les took us to nine different telescopes pointed at different objects in space, some “near” and some really, really, REALLY far. One of these telescopes is the largest telescope open to the public in South America, and it was pointed to a star cluster above the Magellanic Clouds. The Magellanic Clouds are irregular dwarf galaxies that might be orbiting the Milky Way. Another telescope was pointed to view the great planet of Saturn with its many rings. My favorite was seeing a white dwarf (a dead star) that had emitted a visible veil of gas and dust fogging out the surrounding stars. At the end of the tour, we circled up to drink hot chocolate, tea, or coffee, and ask Les any questions we had. What do you call an alien with three eyes? An Aliiien!

White dwarf – A dead star – http://ircamera.as.arizona.edu/NatSci102/NatSci102/images/sun_whit.gif

Magellanic Clouds – Irregular dwarf galaxies – http://www.asnsw.com/sites/default/files/karenw/photos/images/txh-magellanic.jpg