Last weekend we had an Aiesec seminar. It was for all new members who want to become full mebers. I wasn´t really aware of the agenda but I wanted to participate cause I felt it would be good for my integration process in Aiesec Venezuela.
We left on Friday evening at 8. We took a bus from Maracaibo to Caracas. We arrived in Caracas at ca 8 in the morning. It was nice to be in Caracas again, see familiar places and streets. Of course I hoped that I might bump into someone I know but in a city with 8 million inhabitants (0r something) the dds are not really high. The seminar took place in a monastery outside of Caracas. The site was really nice, peaceful and everything. I had my own room with shower and it felt pretty luxurious.
The theme of the seminar was leadership. There were discussions, presentations, and activites that dealt with topics ranging from time management to third world problems. Everything was in Spanish, which made life sometimes a bit difficult for me. On Sunday I decided to just concentrate on understanding and forget about participating. I begun to wonder if one of my problems in France/Disneyland was that I was to hard on myslef. This weekend was really tiring and at some point I decided to put minimum effort into everything. I spoke English even if I could have tried to speak Spanish etc. I was silent even if I could have made an effrot to participate. I felt pretty good about being able to cut myslef some slack without feeling bad about it.
On the whole the weekend was a bit extreme. For example the first night we had a meeting with Aiesec Maracaibo and the people were saying such nice things about me that I started to cry. Everybody was supposed to thank everybody and when it was my turn to thank the people who had helped me most I started to cry. To me it is just so incredible how the pople here have adopted me. I still can not understand it. And at the same time it is really frustratgin to try ot be social in surroundings where you don´t really understadn what pople are saying and you feel like you are not realy yourself. At least that is how I feel sometimes. I´m sure that if the seminar would have taken place in Finland or i an English speaking country I would have been much more active in the group activities. At least I like to think that way.
Well, I just had a conversation with Rocio. She called me to invite me to her graduation ceremony. Seems like I´m heading for another adventure. We have to meet early tomorrow morning so she can show me how to get to the place where th graduation is taking place. Why does everythig have to be so fucking complicated. I´m exhasuted and should be getting to bed. The last time I had a decent night sleep was probably like two weeks ago or somehting.
We left on Friday evening at 8. We took a bus from Maracaibo to Caracas. We arrived in Caracas at ca 8 in the morning. It was nice to be in Caracas again, see familiar places and streets. Of course I hoped that I might bump into someone I know but in a city with 8 million inhabitants (0r something) the dds are not really high. The seminar took place in a monastery outside of Caracas. The site was really nice, peaceful and everything. I had my own room with shower and it felt pretty luxurious.
The theme of the seminar was leadership. There were discussions, presentations, and activites that dealt with topics ranging from time management to third world problems. Everything was in Spanish, which made life sometimes a bit difficult for me. On Sunday I decided to just concentrate on understanding and forget about participating. I begun to wonder if one of my problems in France/Disneyland was that I was to hard on myslef. This weekend was really tiring and at some point I decided to put minimum effort into everything. I spoke English even if I could have tried to speak Spanish etc. I was silent even if I could have made an effrot to participate. I felt pretty good about being able to cut myslef some slack without feeling bad about it.
On the whole the weekend was a bit extreme. For example the first night we had a meeting with Aiesec Maracaibo and the people were saying such nice things about me that I started to cry. Everybody was supposed to thank everybody and when it was my turn to thank the people who had helped me most I started to cry. To me it is just so incredible how the pople here have adopted me. I still can not understand it. And at the same time it is really frustratgin to try ot be social in surroundings where you don´t really understadn what pople are saying and you feel like you are not realy yourself. At least that is how I feel sometimes. I´m sure that if the seminar would have taken place in Finland or i an English speaking country I would have been much more active in the group activities. At least I like to think that way.
Well, I just had a conversation with Rocio. She called me to invite me to her graduation ceremony. Seems like I´m heading for another adventure. We have to meet early tomorrow morning so she can show me how to get to the place where th graduation is taking place. Why does everythig have to be so fucking complicated. I´m exhasuted and should be getting to bed. The last time I had a decent night sleep was probably like two weeks ago or somehting.
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