When I studied abroad here two semesters ago, my American housemates and I had a saying for when something particularly outlandish would happen: "You can't make this stuff up." It started when my cell phone was stolen from me at a Wisin and Yandel concert and the guy who stole it starting calling and hitting on all of the girls in my phonebook. I have three such stories from one, recent afternoon in the field.
As I mentioned in my last post, we collect payments from borrowers in El Pantanal once a week. There are two different groups of borrowers, one from which we collect payments on Mondays and the other from which we collect on Fridays. On Mondays the borrowers are on a loan cycle administered by the old system. On the old system, we have four different meetings throughout the communities and borrowers come to the one closest to their home to make payments. We go to each meeting for an hour and borrowers can come anytime within that hour to make their payment. The loans were made to individuals and not to groups. There were several problems with this system. At first almost all of the borrowers would attend the meeting, but attendance has slowly been dropping off. Because people do not attend, PHPG loan officers have had to go to individuals houses to collect payments and discuss any problems with the borrowers. Plus, they have to spend four hours in the afternoon sun waiting for many people who don't come.
After seeing these inefficiencies, PHPG implemented a new collection system when a new cycle of loans began with new borrowers. This is the system that is used on Fridays. Now the borrowers form groups from 5 to 10 people that live close together. If one person does not pay their loan back, no one else in the group is eligible for another loan. Therefore, forming a group is saying that you trust these people to pay back their loans and their investment plans. In addition, every group has a leader whose job it is to collect payments from all of their group members and write them reciepts. Then, PHPG just visits the leaders houses to collect payments for the entire group and only has to write a receipt to the leader. Although this system has not been implemented for very long, it has been very successful so far. The leaders have almost always been home when it is time for us to come by and usually all of their group members have given their payments. I met a borrower who had actually made four payments in advance and many of the borrowers make double payments. Furthermore, it takes us about half the time to collect payments from these six groups. Time will tell if the improvements from the new system are sustainable or not. We will also need to wait until loan cycles are finished on Mondays and Fridays to make comparisons in order to see which system is more successful.
So, back to my three stories. It was my first day observing the system on Mondays and we were walking to our first meeting. Then Pheobe, another intern, told Marsela, a loan officer, and I about something that had happened at her house the last Saturday. By the way, Pheobe lives with two other interns: Shohta (check out his blog for a first hand account of this story) and Becca. So that night, a young lady came to their door crying with her boyfriend behind her. She said that she needed help because her boyfriend was beating her and she wanted to come in. The boyfriend said that she was cheating on him with Jim, an older gentleman that was living in the house at the time (I'm guessing that's also why they were there). Pheobe and Becca said that wasn't true because no one ever came over and Jim rarely left the house. And even if it were true, that doesn't give him the right to beat her. So, they let her, and not the boyfriend, in and gave her some water and chocolate. After listening to her story, they found out that she lived with him and his family and that the boyfriends parents always took his side. Her mother had died and her father was very sick. She had work as a maid in a home but couldn't find any work at the moment. The three interns had just arrived so they couldn't mention any resources, such as shelters, for her. At least Becca gave the girl her extra bottle of pepper spray (apparently her mom had packed her two).
I always heard about such problems in Nicaragua when I studied abroad, but I was more removed from them when I wasn't working with people in poverty. Everything went smoothly until our last meeting at Dona Nora's house. First, Dona Nora told us a story about their family. The last Friday school had gotten out early so Dona Nora's 14 year old daughter arrived home before she did. When Dona Nora arrived, she said she found an older man in bed with her daughter trying to rape her. Except, the man was so drunk that he had passed out. So Dona Nora tied him to the bed and waited for her husband to get home. When he did, they both found a knife and a machete on the man. So they woke him up, threatened him ("Do you want me to cut your head off? Kill you?" etc), and beat him with his own machete.
Although some aspects of both these stories were comical, both illustrate many of the serious issues with women's health and subordination in Nicaragua that I mentioned in my last post. Although it's true that Dona Nora's daughter may have wanted a consenual sexual relationship with this man, as psychologist Rosalia from the ADIC workshop pointed out, girls of that age may physically be women but are not women psychologically and are not prepared for sexual relationships. Many poor women in Nicaragua are not educated, or do not have the resources, to protect themselves for unwanted pregnancy and STIs. Furthermore, men here often abandon women after they are pregnant leaving the women to provide for and raise a child alone. Not to mention the interfamiliar violence situations like these cause due to the lack of law enforcement. Nicaragua has always been characterized as anarchic and it isn't any different where we work.
Finally after hearing this story from Dona Nora, a man stumbled into her yard, drunk, carrying and almost empty bottle of Mombacho Aguardiente (basically Nicaraguan moonshine). He started on a rant about how we were only there to steal from the neighborhood, that we should go back to where we came from, and something about Daniel Ortega (the current "president" who is anti-American) to only find out in the end that he's actually from Costa Rica (as he tries to show us his Costa Rican ID)! Dona Nora asked him several times to leave but he wouldn't. Obviously it would of inflamed the situation even more if the American volunteers had said anything and Gilbert didn't feel comfortable saying anything because it wasn't his home. Eventually he left. Dona Nora was concerned about him coming back - "Gilbert, you're leaving me here to be murdered!" Dona Nora joked - but thankfully the man didn't return.
This is just a taste of the lives of women and the anarchy in Nicaragua. This is one of the reasons I joined PHPG; to take action with community members to improve their own lives when they have few other resources to face these kinds of challenges. Stay tuned for more!
![]() |
| My housemates and I the night of the concert |
![]() |
| Making an almost unhuman face while unbeknownst to be my phone was being stolen (too many Tonas maybe?) |
As I mentioned in my last post, we collect payments from borrowers in El Pantanal once a week. There are two different groups of borrowers, one from which we collect payments on Mondays and the other from which we collect on Fridays. On Mondays the borrowers are on a loan cycle administered by the old system. On the old system, we have four different meetings throughout the communities and borrowers come to the one closest to their home to make payments. We go to each meeting for an hour and borrowers can come anytime within that hour to make their payment. The loans were made to individuals and not to groups. There were several problems with this system. At first almost all of the borrowers would attend the meeting, but attendance has slowly been dropping off. Because people do not attend, PHPG loan officers have had to go to individuals houses to collect payments and discuss any problems with the borrowers. Plus, they have to spend four hours in the afternoon sun waiting for many people who don't come.
| A women stopping to speak with Gilbert on our way to work about our loan program with her daughter and her pet parrots |
After seeing these inefficiencies, PHPG implemented a new collection system when a new cycle of loans began with new borrowers. This is the system that is used on Fridays. Now the borrowers form groups from 5 to 10 people that live close together. If one person does not pay their loan back, no one else in the group is eligible for another loan. Therefore, forming a group is saying that you trust these people to pay back their loans and their investment plans. In addition, every group has a leader whose job it is to collect payments from all of their group members and write them reciepts. Then, PHPG just visits the leaders houses to collect payments for the entire group and only has to write a receipt to the leader. Although this system has not been implemented for very long, it has been very successful so far. The leaders have almost always been home when it is time for us to come by and usually all of their group members have given their payments. I met a borrower who had actually made four payments in advance and many of the borrowers make double payments. Furthermore, it takes us about half the time to collect payments from these six groups. Time will tell if the improvements from the new system are sustainable or not. We will also need to wait until loan cycles are finished on Mondays and Fridays to make comparisons in order to see which system is more successful.
So, back to my three stories. It was my first day observing the system on Mondays and we were walking to our first meeting. Then Pheobe, another intern, told Marsela, a loan officer, and I about something that had happened at her house the last Saturday. By the way, Pheobe lives with two other interns: Shohta (check out his blog for a first hand account of this story) and Becca. So that night, a young lady came to their door crying with her boyfriend behind her. She said that she needed help because her boyfriend was beating her and she wanted to come in. The boyfriend said that she was cheating on him with Jim, an older gentleman that was living in the house at the time (I'm guessing that's also why they were there). Pheobe and Becca said that wasn't true because no one ever came over and Jim rarely left the house. And even if it were true, that doesn't give him the right to beat her. So, they let her, and not the boyfriend, in and gave her some water and chocolate. After listening to her story, they found out that she lived with him and his family and that the boyfriends parents always took his side. Her mother had died and her father was very sick. She had work as a maid in a home but couldn't find any work at the moment. The three interns had just arrived so they couldn't mention any resources, such as shelters, for her. At least Becca gave the girl her extra bottle of pepper spray (apparently her mom had packed her two).
I always heard about such problems in Nicaragua when I studied abroad, but I was more removed from them when I wasn't working with people in poverty. Everything went smoothly until our last meeting at Dona Nora's house. First, Dona Nora told us a story about their family. The last Friday school had gotten out early so Dona Nora's 14 year old daughter arrived home before she did. When Dona Nora arrived, she said she found an older man in bed with her daughter trying to rape her. Except, the man was so drunk that he had passed out. So Dona Nora tied him to the bed and waited for her husband to get home. When he did, they both found a knife and a machete on the man. So they woke him up, threatened him ("Do you want me to cut your head off? Kill you?" etc), and beat him with his own machete.
![]() |
| Waiting for borrowers to come to the last meeting of the day at Dona Nora's |
Although some aspects of both these stories were comical, both illustrate many of the serious issues with women's health and subordination in Nicaragua that I mentioned in my last post. Although it's true that Dona Nora's daughter may have wanted a consenual sexual relationship with this man, as psychologist Rosalia from the ADIC workshop pointed out, girls of that age may physically be women but are not women psychologically and are not prepared for sexual relationships. Many poor women in Nicaragua are not educated, or do not have the resources, to protect themselves for unwanted pregnancy and STIs. Furthermore, men here often abandon women after they are pregnant leaving the women to provide for and raise a child alone. Not to mention the interfamiliar violence situations like these cause due to the lack of law enforcement. Nicaragua has always been characterized as anarchic and it isn't any different where we work.
Finally after hearing this story from Dona Nora, a man stumbled into her yard, drunk, carrying and almost empty bottle of Mombacho Aguardiente (basically Nicaraguan moonshine). He started on a rant about how we were only there to steal from the neighborhood, that we should go back to where we came from, and something about Daniel Ortega (the current "president" who is anti-American) to only find out in the end that he's actually from Costa Rica (as he tries to show us his Costa Rican ID)! Dona Nora asked him several times to leave but he wouldn't. Obviously it would of inflamed the situation even more if the American volunteers had said anything and Gilbert didn't feel comfortable saying anything because it wasn't his home. Eventually he left. Dona Nora was concerned about him coming back - "Gilbert, you're leaving me here to be murdered!" Dona Nora joked - but thankfully the man didn't return.
This is just a taste of the lives of women and the anarchy in Nicaragua. This is one of the reasons I joined PHPG; to take action with community members to improve their own lives when they have few other resources to face these kinds of challenges. Stay tuned for more!





