After calling inside the gate to my neighbor's door, the men emerged...cautiously and curiously observing the gringa outside of their home. I explained my problem and they quickly got to work. With no more than a small file, hammer, and flashlight, the men began filing at the padlock to get me inside of the gate. Other neighbors and those passing through the neighborhood occasionally inquired about the situation and offered their support. Two hours later, I entered the gate with much gratitude and relief.
Having to go to work in the morning, the men were partially self-motivated in their efforts; but, they also genuinely cared that I was safe and could eventually get into my house. When offering my thanks and apologies, they would reply with the popular costeño phrases, "Cógela Suave" and "Tranquilla." In other words, they encouraged me to take it easy and relax.
This is just one example of the kindness that I have received in Barranquilla. Within the past two whirlwind weeks, I have been overwhelmingly welcomed and embraced into this city. While Colombia may traditionally be perceived as a dangerous or insecure place, I have discovered that the number of good people in the world is exponentially greater than the number of bad people.
Many of these good, wonderful people work at the all-girls school Hogar Mariano. I am still establishing a routine with my third, fourth, and fifth grade girls, but I am eagerly working to make my classes the best that they can be. My girls are affectionate, showering me with hugs and greeting me with, "Teacher." They love playing with my light brown hair and sharing their stickers and snacks with me at recess.
Through my 3 helpful neighbors and 360 new students, I am reminded to "Cógela Suave"and be grateful for the beauty and good in the world.
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