My blog has gone silent while I took a much appreciated rest on the Pacific shores of Ixtapa, Guerrera Mexico. There’s nothing like a place like that to completely disconnect from the electronic distractions of a laptop and cell phone.
While I was listening to the sound of the violent surf and soaking in the hot sun, business as usual was happening around me for the hard-working, enterprising Mexican entrepreneurs. Handcrafting anything from jewelry to trinkets to wood carvings to paintings, the Mexican people proudly display and sell their wares to the international tourists embracing a short burst of their perfect weather and scenery.
Weighed down by sometimes more than 100 pounds of goods, trudging through hot sand, these entrepreneurs create a marketplace that provides a good income for their families. Their skin protected by long sleeves and long pants, they stand out proudly from the tourists in bathing suits and beach wear. They work long hours under difficult conditions; not allowed to cross the barrier between the ocean and the resort boundaries carefully established by management. They are separate; and still – defining the culture so distinctly different from that of Americans.
The business owners are grateful for the opportunity to provide tourists with products they’ve made with their own hands, in exchange for the livelihood this provides. One woman we met was selling hand-carved onyx figures. The bag containing the onyx weighed at least 70 pounds. She was slight and older, and seemed very shy and weary. She was eager to lighten her load. Our group appreciated her efforts and happily purchased several of her products. She took my money and made the catholic sign of the cross, adding a kiss to the bills she grasped in her hand. She was truly grateful. Our money made a difference in her life, and regardless how little we needed her product, we felt good about helping lighten her heavy load.
Another vendor was painting small scenery paintings using acrylic paints and just his fingers. He used a very small brush for the intricate limbs of trees, but otherwise crafted lovely images using fingerprints to add texture. A crowd gathered around this delightful man, whose kindness oozed out with every word he spoke. He too, was truly grateful.
My experiences in Mexico these past 5 years have changed me dramatically. Getting to know their culture, and the ways in which it contrasts with ours, has been profoundly measured against what I thought I knew. Most have a strong, honest work ethic. They work long days for little pay. They are humble, family centered people with a great deal of pride. They often have so little in terms of material goods, but are so filled with love and happiness that they don’t seem to notice.
Under 80-105 degree skies, these people persevere. They create a market well served by bringing products of interest to the tourists. Supply and demand working to feed the nation. Family helping family, supporting and protecting a culture to be admired.
Coach Charrise
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