My Experience at CusiMaky by Clinton Blair

When I originally began planning my trip to Peru, my idea was simply to visit a friend. I felt apprehensive when he suggested I volunteer with him. Although I had previously taught abroad, I had never combined tourism with work. My experience at CusiMaky conquered those apprehensions. In the end, volunteering became one of the most rewarding, memorable parts of the trip. I had the chance to get to know Cusco in an incredibly authentic way, by meeting its people. And I was smitten from day one.

When I walked into the project, I was greeted by the other volunteers as if I were an old friend. Their genuine kindness made me feel at home and their care and compassion for the kids was infectious. These are hardworking individuals who have dedicated themselves to improving the lives of children. Their devotion is illustrated in their preparation of meals for the kids, in the individual attention they provide for daily homework help, and in their focus on providing basic life skills like hand-washing and teeth-brushing.

And the children! From day one, they called me “tio” (uncle). They wanted to be picked up and swung around, chased and raced. As playful as they were, they were also very interested learning English. One day they demonstrated this commitment by choosing English class over a movie. The younger kids enjoyed their crafts and songs while the older kids loved to compete in English games. Everyday ended with a hug “goodbye.” There is a special poignancy in seeing how different their lives are; they come from an impoverished, difficult neighborhood and yet still exude a sense of joy.

My time in Peru was sprinkled with visits to museums and historic colonial churches, a day trip to Incan ruins, a hike up to Machu Picchu, and lunches sampling that famous Peruvian cuisine. But in the end, when I think of Peru, I don't think about the beauty of the Andes, the leashed llamas, or the delicious ceviche. I think about the warm greetings and the affectionate goodbyes, the excited voices of kids playing English games, and the ubiquitous chants of “cárgame" (lift me). As much as I love my travel photos, souvenirs and tours, this will not be the last summer I spend volunteering.