viernes, 21 de diciembre de 2012
jueves, 20 de diciembre de 2012
Feliz Navidad
I thought you might enjoy knowing a little more about how the Spaniards
celebrate Christmas and the New Year.
Though, it is usually a last minute rush for the women, Christmas is a family
affair. Christmas Eve, “Noche Buena” as it is known in Spanish, on the actual
day starts earlier more likely for the older members of the family by attending
midnight mass -which is rarely at midnight now - it is usually at eight or nine
o’clock. After the mass, they all go to the designated in-Laws’ to have dinner.
The meal, at least in Andalucía, mainly consists of cold dishes where vast
amounts of sea food, in particular “gambas” are the protagonists, cold cuts, cheese,
ensaladilla and other similar dishes are served. In some homes they will
prepare a hot meal with fish and “papas pobres” (sliced potatoes and onions are
slow-baked in the oven with gallons of olive oil and salt) and in even fewer
will they serve turkey. The houses are characterized not so by the decorations
but by the cold temperature, given – as no doubt you have experienced yourself
- they were not designed for this weather! People keep warm around “la mesa camilla”
which is a tall (80 cm) table in the centre of the three piece suite. This is
no ordinary table not only does it have a long tablecloth reaching the floor,
but under it there is an electric heater. Everyone is sat around the table,
using the tablecloth as a blanket over their legs, eating the meal whilst
watching TV. At midnight, they drink and hug each other. Younger members of the
family swiftly depart into the darkness and to nightclubs. Generally, as they
do not have the tradition of Father Christmas, no gifts are exchanged, save a
little something for the children which is left next to the Nativity.
That brings us to New Year. Many families have dinner at home along the
same lines as Christmas. However, others go to “cotillones” (parties) until the
small hours. What is actually fascinating is that in many homes they have a lot
of rituals upon the clock striking twelve, yes indeed. The majority of them with
a glass of cava in their hand manage to have a grape with each strike, making a
wish for the coming year, a few do it standing on a chair allowing evil spirits
to pass under it. Others also brush water out of the house to cleanse it,
whilst some with a suitcase come in and out of the house as many times as
possible to signify many trips for that year. Women usually wear red underware
but the trick here is that it has to be new and a gift from a friend not
bought, otherwise you will not be blessed with good luck!
lunes, 3 de diciembre de 2012
Sour grapes!
The crisis has affected the way people view work,
I'm sure.
I thought that given the number of people on the
dole in Spain that it would make them more aware that a job is something of a
luxury and a good job would be the winning number. But, alas, I am mistaken.
Contented they must be queuing up outside the INEM,
filling in form after form, going from appointment to appointment, one
interview to another to receive what -must be- a good sum of money at the end
of the month. Hard work no doubt and well rewarded as it only needs to be done
once every certain period, unlike real work where you must get up early
everyday and actually go to do a full day's work.
Don't get me wrong I am not implying that everyone
is lazy, but merely expressing that the problem that the government has is quite
a deep one. Look here, if you are going to work somewhere for a minimum wage to
earn less than you would on the dole and probably doing something that is not
well - gratifying - then why bother at all. At the end of the day, you can
still do that same job in the black and continue receiving your dole! It's a no
brainer.
What if you were offered a job as an “Autónomo”
(legal free lancer) to do hourly work where your expense would be covered and
you would still have some over to supplement your income, but you didn't want
to pay it because you'd rather get the full amount in black or be an employee
full time.
The other circumstance is when you are actually
looking for a job and you have no experience. What do you then? How will you
get experience if you would rather get the dole? Is this confusing or is it
just me? It must be me.
Maybe a subject at school and university should be
"unemployment 101" wherein they would teach you what forms to fill
in, what benefits you will be allowed to claim, how to avoid the dreaded
courses you will be obliged to take, or accept a job where you will be earning
less than you would on the dole. Another subject would be to start studying for
the "oposiciones"
One of my personal favourites is when having a
'normal' job you resign to study for the "oposiciones".(For those of
you who don't know what this is I'll make it a future subject) in the hope of
getting a lifetime job as a government official in the local government or
school. Thus enjoying all the benefits therein, among them the very rare
occurrence of ever being fired or losing your job even if you are, well, inept!
Yes, you are right. The column should be called
sour grapes rather than south of the border!
Kerry Sastrias
martes, 27 de noviembre de 2012
The Elixir of Life: ALCOHOL?
I am sadden to see the leading role alcohol
plays in today’s society influencing everything we do, from what we think and
say to the way we behave; and, how negatively it is affecting our health, the
family unit, relationships and the economy.
You will find that I am not really a
drinker and therefore my views are somewhat stern. And no, I am not completely
against it, I am against the weight it has over life, so much so that I call it
“The Elixir of Life”: a substance once believed to prolong life indefinitely, a
panacea or a quick magical cure, as the dictionary defines it.
On TV in any Western country you see
alcohol being used in dramas, comedies, series, soap operas as the solution to
any problem, comfort in time of pain or distress, to relax, to have fun, to
have sex, to justify yourself, to pass the time, to make mistakes, to be with
friends even family, to celebrate, as a habit, to feel better, to pick-you-up,
because you ‘deserve’ it, the list goes on and on….
Alcohol is consumed from early ages, in
fact, have you ever noticed how very young children who are around their
parents at a party, for instance, sometimes walk around with a glass in their
hand as adults do when ‘socialising’ imitating grown-ups. I have students that
are 11 or 12 and many have already tried alcohol and when they go to parties
are succeeding in getting drunk! How can this be? Why life/fun, at this tender
age, cannot be conceived without the stuff is heartbreaking to me.
It’s no wonder because socialising at home,
on the TV, in restaurants and bars is mostly
done around alcohol. What else are they to learn if everything has to do
with this elixir?
Teenagers and young adults getting blind drunk
some in combination with drugs, wasting not only their or their parents money
(or dole) but tax-payers money and resources such as guards, police, medical
attention, cleaners, etc. to what purpose, I ask? A major hangover, to get
arrested, to get raped or pregnant, to make a fool of yourself......
What happened to the times when a cup of
tea was what you needed? When there was no money and you had to make do, but
now ‘going out’ is so much more: it has to do with what you wear (or don’t
wear) the shoes (the killer heels), the makeup, the boobs, the hairstyle, the
brand, and to be seen in the right place.
In Spain the problem with the ‘botellones’
(youngsters from the age of 12 to 21 or more drinking in the street, plaza or
beach) is fast growing not only for the police and parents but also for
neighbourhoods and society in general.
I wonder what else there is out there to
offer a generation that is drowning in the rift of this elixir with no aim in
life but to have a ‘good time’.
Kerry Sastrías
martes, 6 de noviembre de 2012
Hats off!
It has to be admired, the fact that people
pick up and go, without blinking an eyelid. Decide they want to come down to
the sun and start afresh. What makes us do it is a combination of things and
yet individual to each one of us.
Admirable, because it takes a lot of
audacity to go to a foreign place to live where you haven’t been before or
speak the language; except maybe in your dreams or when you get sucked in by
one of those –very popular- TV programmes. These show you the ideal, derelict, used-to-be-house
now ruin, in the middle-of-nowhere with breathtaking vistas over spectacular mountains
and deep blue sea, that idealise a lifestyle of setting up your own ‘B&B’
or ‘yoga retreat’ growing your own, far from your regular two-up and two-down
terrace/semi and takeaways.
More so because it is actually true that not
only Brits but other Europeans choose to live in these remote and isolated
areas. Places where they can’t be ‘overlooked’ and most probably involve
driving through a dry river bed (“rambla”), or praying all the way up what was
once a cattle track now a long and narrow dirt road up a side of a mountain and
where the nearest neighbour is miles away. Not to mention water mains,
electricity or much else for that matter. How on earth they even manage to get
building materials to reconstruct these dilapidated abodes there is in itself
short of a miracle! God forbid if it rains, because even though there isn’t
much of it round this area (in this case – thank goodness), when it rains it
pours and you could be left isolated for a while if the rambla or the mountain
road was washed out. I can’t even begin to imagine what I would do in case of
an emergency (medical, fire, etc.) or simpler still, if I ran out of petrol or
needed a pint of milk for my cuppa!
No, not for me thank you very much! I am
too much of a big city rat trying to manage being a town cat at the moment.
I can also appreciate the fact that many of
these people are successful in their endeavour to building a life for
themselves here. Making friends, joining existing or establishing clubs and
associations, starting a business to serve their fellows, helping each other
with whatever is needed in their community, well even creating suburbs of their
own countries. Have you noticed that there are even towns around here where the
Spaniards look out of place!
In all, though much can be said about
foreigners (such as me) I feel that this is certainly something to be commended:
staying true to where they come from.
miércoles, 17 de octubre de 2012
jueves, 23 de agosto de 2012
Immigrant Double standards
Having lived in five countries over the years and
being an immigrant myself, I can’t help but notice that no matter where you
live in the world, there always seems to be a double standard: the standard set
by the natives and the standard set by the immigrants.
In your home country you expect non natives to respect
your laws, your traditions and customs, your language - in all, the whole country’s
system and lifestyle. Is it not when in Rome do what the Romans do?
Don’t you feel upset if someone, who is not a native,
imposes their way in your country, community and society? I do. It is as if
what is yours is no longer relevant.
Constantly in the media we can appreciate how money is
spent on meeting immigrants’ different demands on social security, benefits,
religion, rights, etc. All of this in order to continue living the way they
used to in their country.
The question is, what makes these people so special that
-to top it off- the government has to bend over backwards to accommodate?
Surely there is something wrong with this picture.
Shouldn’t every person strive to blend in, accept what comes with the country
where they have chosen to live?
Conversely, to mention a couple of examples, UK
soldiers who have been fighting abroad come back to no home, no job and may be
ill or disabled and get very little help from the government, if any. Or
children who are living in poverty and depend on the meal they receive at
school to see them through the day.
The need to ‘feel at home’ is understandable but the extremes that
people go to appear to be something like this: Laws – What laws?; Customs – What
customs?; Speak the language – they
should learn mine!; Mix with the natives –I mix with my community at my ‘local’; Try the native food - I only eat the food which I buy in my country’s
food store.
The double standard occurs when after being ‘law-abiding’ and ‘respectful’
citizens in their home country - who complained
about immigration there – now, in their new chosen country, they behave in
the exact same manner: they complain, demand, moonlight, cheat the systems,
work and pay in the black, tax evade, etc.
Moreover, disappointingly, too many conduct themselves as if the empire
still existed, with a ‘conqueror’ attitude with an air of superiority that may
have been acceptable in by gone eras but that sadly now have earned us
foreigners in Spain the title of “guiri”.
As immigrants we should really see the country we live in as more
than merely ‘sun and fun’, and ponder on just how far we actually push this
double standard to. Ought we not change and start now?
Kerry Sastrías
Recenlty published in the Euroweekly Edition 1416 Costa de Almería
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