Around six his dad and a neighbor brought the pig out and strung it up by it´s feet. They then hosed it down. I had a reeeallly hard time watching the actual deed because the pig was crying. Once they cut its throat they bled it into a bucket so they could use the blood to make the morcela. After the pig was completely dead they layed it on a table and began taking off all of the hair. They did this by pouring boiling water on the skin and then using only a spoon to scrape off the hair. I tried to do it, but it was really hard. Kevin has some pictures of this, so I will try to steal them from him when he posts them. We had to go to class after that, so I didn´t get to see more of the process which was good and bad.
During lunch Kevin got to help make a bunch of the sausage. His family invited me over for dinner to eat some of the chancho. A couple other volunteers and I went, but it was definitely hard to eat. I couldn´t do the blood sausage, but I ate a bit of chincharron (fried and pig fat) and sausage. I think I´ve already eaten the blood sausage with my fam but didn´t know what it was. I liked being ignorant. So, that was my first real experience with seeing a pig killed! I don´t know if I will ever be ready to do it myself though.
This weekend I am going about an hour and a half away to spend the weekend with a current env. ed. volunteer. It will be nice to see the job in action! I hope everyone is doing well!