VOL. XVII, NO. 2
OCTOBER 14, 1975
Barb Revisits Chile
Hello! My name is Barbara Wright. I was an AFS student this past summer in Chile. A typical day in Chile was about 60 degrees, sunny, and very windy. It rained but four times, and winter is usually the very rainy season.
Quillota, the city in which I lived, is located two hours northwest of Santiago (the capital inhabited by one half the population of Chile which is nine million people). It is also one and a half hours east of one of the most beautiful coastal areas in Chile - Vina Del Mar.
It is absolutely breath‑taking, along with all of the natural beauty of the Andes Mountains, the foothills, and all the country farmlands.
My family consisted of four beautiful and wonderful people. My mother, my father, and my two sisters, Karin, 17, and Christel, 15. Karin is now an AFS student living in Connecticut this school year. We are planning to get together during spring vacation. The other inhabitants within the house are the cat - the one animal I could never get along with and two big-healthy, playful German shepherds.
To help my dad keep the orchard in good condition, we had two workers, Manuel and Felipe, and their families. My dad also owned one-half of a valley orchard and managed the other one-half for another man. My dad normally spent from 8-10 am, at the valley orchard, looking around, inspecting the crops or doing paper work.
Quillota, the city in which I lived, is located two hours northwest of Santiago (the capital inhabited by one half the population of Chile which is nine million people). It is also one and a half hours east of one of the most beautiful coastal areas in Chile - Vina Del Mar.
It is absolutely breath‑taking, along with all of the natural beauty of the Andes Mountains, the foothills, and all the country farmlands.
My family consisted of four beautiful and wonderful people. My mother, my father, and my two sisters, Karin, 17, and Christel, 15. Karin is now an AFS student living in Connecticut this school year. We are planning to get together during spring vacation. The other inhabitants within the house are the cat - the one animal I could never get along with and two big-healthy, playful German shepherds.
To help my dad keep the orchard in good condition, we had two workers, Manuel and Felipe, and their families. My dad also owned one-half of a valley orchard and managed the other one-half for another man. My dad normally spent from 8-10 am, at the valley orchard, looking around, inspecting the crops or doing paper work.
Mealtimes were very hazardous to the figure, both in quantity (four times a day) and in quality (a lot of starches). The food I enjoyed the most was the freshly made bread. Every pound I gained was from the delicious bread. Breakfast was toasted bread, covered in butter and honey, or jelly or even caramel sauce, along with a cup of coffee or tea.
Every once in a while I would get homesick for a scrambled egg and would make it myself. My family thought it w a s strange that I ate eggs for breakfast since eggs in Chile were considered a part of dinner or the supper meal.
Thank you AFS for a wonderful chance to discover a new country, its people, and its customs.
Every once in a while I would get homesick for a scrambled egg and would make it myself. My family thought it w a s strange that I ate eggs for breakfast since eggs in Chile were considered a part of dinner or the supper meal.
Thank you AFS for a wonderful chance to discover a new country, its people, and its customs.
