Earth Day at Iglesia en Transformación

So far two people have given me ideas about things they'd like to see in the blog.  Both asked for more pictures of the surroundings here.  Perfect timing because Lourdes and I plan to go to Los Pinos tomorrow to take pictures of the homes and families of the 6 kids who are away at El Sembrador, a Christian school in Olancho.  I will try to get a lot of photos tomorrow of the homes of families we serve.  If you haven't been here before, you will be surprised.  I am quite sure most people have never seen anything like the way that people in Los Pinos live.  But as I have said before, somehow it is beautiful to me.

Today Lourdes did come to the breakfast program.  She said she has not slept well or very much in 5 nights.  This is worrisome to me because sleep used to be a big problem for Lourdes.  She has slept better for the past few months.  I hope it will not become a problem again.  The good news is she said she is not lacking for energy this time.  She said she never gets tired, that's why she can't sleep.  Last time she was exhausted all of the time.  Fibromyalgia is such a difficult disease!

When I got into the car Lourdes handed me the most beautiful necklace!  It it totally my style.  I love it.  It didn't match anything that I was wearing but I put it on and got many compliments on it.  Tomorrow I'll find an outfit that matches so I can wear it right!

Vanessa's collection of garbage

Marlin had the pancakes all made by the time we got there.  Lourdes had the kids each take a small garbage bag and search for garbage all over the church property.  The 3 teams who got the most garbage won a prize.  Then everyone else got a toy from a box of donations.  Lourdes had set some aside that she thought would be useful in my classroom too!

The whole group and their "basura" (garbage).

We got a lot of microwave popcorn from the "garbage" that the supermarket was throwing away, so Lourdes had all of the kids take home a bag of freshly popped popcorn.  They left feeling like they won the lottery with a new toy and a bag of popcorn!

As the second group came heavy clouds blew in and we could hear thunder in the distance.  Some of the kids walk a long way to get to the church, so we fed them quickly and told them to be careful in the street, but hurry home fast.  They didn't seem to care about the impending downpour.  No matter how much we encouraged them to rush they moved with no urgency.  Lourdes even told Marlin to go home early to avoid the storm.  I didn't mind cleaning the kitchen alone because along with the storm came cool air, so it was much easier to work in there.  Usually that kitchen is absurdly hot.

Lately it has been so hot, this is Jetty's new sleeping position.  (I know, she is a strange cat.)

Later we all sat down for lunch.  Lourdes made rice in a rice cooker that belongs to the church.  She said she would love one for her home.  It looked like a crockpot to me.  She also made a spaghetti with meat sauce.  She said she knew I was not going to eat something with all of that meat so she set aside some beans and cheese and eggs for me from earlier.  I am well taken care of!

We sliced up some cucumber and tomatoes, our daily staple for lunch, and had a feast.  Then Jairo had a meeting with a journalist.  I think it may have been one of the journalists he has been counseling fir post traumatic stress since the kidnapping of journalists has been popular.  But I'm not sure.

Lourdes and I worked some more on our project.  It is going to be so great!  It is for a family of 3 kids whose mother died recently, and for their father as well.  Every single one of the kids in the breakfast program contributed.  Now Lourdes and I are working to put it all together.  For me, the coolest part is seeing how well the kids in the program know God.  Even the little ones!  The things that they say and the advice they are giving to this family shows their deep faith and their knowledge of who God is.  I am proud of them and honored to be able to work with them.  It is hard to know what to say to someone when they lose a loved one.  But God has put His hand on this project and is working through these kids.  I believe their words will be healing to this family who lost their mother.

Another really cool thing that happened today is that Jairo asked me if I would like to attend a seminar about how to preach!  I was surprised.  My immediate response was, "I don't want to be a preacher."  Jairo said, "You never know when God might call you."  My mind went to the kids in the preschool class.  This seminar might help me to be a better teacher.  Although I don't want to be a preacher, and (at least so far) do not feel called to be a preacher, I am very excited and honored to be invited to a seminar about how to preach.  I realized later that this also means that Jairo has confidence that I will be able to understand the seminar, and maybe preach, in Spanish.  I can't wait!

I got home and figured out how to take the faucet off my pila.  I even figured out how to turn the water off first.  I didn't realize that turning off the water to the pila also turned off the water to the whole house, so I went inside and put soap all over my hands then had no way to rinse them.  When I got outside I had a choice, scoop water out of the pila with my soapy hands and contaminate the pila with soap, which is a BIG no-no.  Or try to screw the faucet back on with soapy hands.  I chose the latter.  It worked.  Afterword I felt quite accomplished.  I'll leave the faucet screwed on for tonight, then turn off the water and take it off in the morning before I leave for the day.

A Case of the Mondays? NO WAY!

Mondays are different for me than for most people.  (You are probably saying, "Only Mondays?  Your whole LIFE is different from most people's!"  Okay.  I'll give you that.)  On Mondays I usually wake up and think 'Yay!!!!  I get to see the kids again today!'  For me "A case of the Mondays" means a day to be excited about the week to come.  I am very blessed.  Not enough people can say that.

So I woke up excited this morning.  Turned on some music and sang through my morning rituals.  Jairo called to ask me to meet him at the pulperia.  I'm sure he had no idea what I meant when I responded, "Gotcha Jairo!"  Aaron was in Lourdes' seat today.  Apparently Lourdes has not been sleeping well.  I am not sure if this is the case, but I do know that having trouble sleeping can be part of fibromyalgia.  Lourdes has struggled with sleep in the past, but not in a few months.  I was disappointed to hear she did not sleep at all last night and barely at all the night before.  But the Breakfast Program must go on!  Fortunately, Marlin and I can handle things when Lourdes is not able to be there.

There were 64 kids today at the Breakfast Program.  When they all came together to meet and pray, Karlita organized an activity for all of them using a rope.  She laid it out on a straight line on the ground.  To me, it looked like a long, long, balance beam so while Karla was getting organized I pretended it was a balance beam and did cartwheels on it.  Then the kids tried cartwheels on the rope.  They did really well.  I must admit it's been a few years since I tried a cartwheel.  It was fun.

We had eggs, espaghettis (spaghetti left over from a church meal yesterday), cheese, tortillas, and beans today.  Tomorrow is pancakes and Wednesday is my favorite - pupusas!

There was no school, so everyone came early which meant we were done early.  Today the teachers had a meeting.  At least for today there was a legitimate reason for no classes.  Two weeks ago the kids had no classes for the whole week for no reason!  In my mind, education is the key to overcoming poverty, but these kids are not getting access to education.  It is frustrating.  All I can do is tutor them at the church.

Marlin handled the kitchen and I supervised the kids.  My favorite moment was when one of the kids from preschool came up to the kitchen door and said Thank you for the food!  That made my whole day!  I was so proud of him.  We have been working on please and thank you.  It was so cool that he thought to do that all on his own!

Don Juan is working on various projects for me.  Saturday I broke the faucet for my pila.  The little knob that turns the water on and off snapped right in half.  Apparently you can't buy just the knob, we have to buy a whole new faucet.  But my faucet is so old it may as well be soldered on.  He told me to take it off and bring it to him, but I can't detach it.  We'll get it fixed, but it may take some time.

Don Juan also helped me to keep from loosing my pants.  My belts are too big so I can't keep my pants up.  Last week I was so excited because I weighed myself and I still weighed the same as when I left the US.  My pants have been fitting well and I was thinking maybe for once I could maintain my weight.  (Usually when I come here I drop 10 pounds instantly for no apparent reason.)

This morning my pants were too big.  I put on a belt, but the belt was so big it didn't even hold up my pants!  Frustrating.  I knew Don Juan could punch another hole in it.  He ended up doing even better!  He and Samuel, another man from the church, took apart the belt at the buckle end.  They cut off a few inches, then hooked it back together like new.  So now it looks perfect, without all of the extra slack hanging off the end.

When everything was clean we worked on homework.  Aaron pulled out some games for the younger kids.  He is really great with kids.  He and some of the little ones had super fun time with Hungry Hungry Hippos.  Then he helped them play Bingo until it was time to leave.  Aaron told me that my vocabulary has really grown and asked me how I had learned so much Spanish.  I told him I'm not sure, but thank you for the compliment!  I really enjoy seeing how Aaron and Josselyn have grown and matured since I first met them four years ago.  They are really special people.

Jairo told me today that he is looking for a car, but that it will take time.  He said I can choose to go to a dealership if I would like to.  I will pay more, but I could have a car today.  Or I can choose to be patient and trust him.  He said when we do eventually find a car, it will be a process of checking internationally to be sure the VIN number has not been changed and the car is not stolen or used for crime.  Also we will have it thoroughly inspected because there are no guarantees here.  Even at regular stores you can't take things back.  Once you buy something, if it is defective, that is your problem to deal with.  He said if I want to trust someone else to help me, I can.  But if I want to choose him to help me get a car, then I need to be patient.  I told him I have all of the patience in the world to wait for the right car.  I just feel bad because he has to drive me around all of the time.  He told me don't worry.  He is also working on the paperwork to extend my stay here.  I am supposed to only be here for 90 days at a time, but my flight home is not until Christmas.  He said it will be an easy process.  I just don't want to wait until the last minute.  My time here seems to fly by!

Yesterday I was honored to attend Valery's birthday party.  Valery is the 8, now 9 year old daughter of my close friends, Jose and Karla.  She has Down Syndrome.  When I lived with Karla and Jose 3 years ago, she was physically aggressive.  We all had bruises on our arms where she would pinch us.  She has learned to communicate more, through sign language and a few words.  She can say some things pretty clearly.  She is very talkative, but it usually sounds like jibber jabber.  How frustrating it must feel to be unable to communicate effectively!

First we went to church.  I had an amazing time of worship.  We sang about 10 songs and I knew all but 2, so it was easy to sing along, which I enjoy.  I had a few burdens on my heart, but I lifted them up to God and by the time worship was over, I felt great!  Then Karla and Jose took me home with them, where everyone napped except Dana Sophia and me.  (Dana Sophia is Valery's little sister.)  Dana talks non-stop.  Except when the whole house is sleeping, then she loudly whispers non-stop.  Understanding a child whispering in Spanish is not easy, but we made it.  We baked a cake.  She tried to manipulate me into letting her eat chocolate snacks by calling them Corn Flakes - didn't work.  She did get real Corn Flakes as her snack.  Then we colored in her new Princess coloring book until everyone was awake.  Karla and Jose's house is like a second home to me.  I love being there.  Except once again we had no bug spray when the mosquitoes came out.  Last time we used sunscreen.  It kind of worked.  This time we used baby oil.  Either it worked or the mosquitoes weren't as bad last night.

Dana Sophia and her Princess coloring book

Guillermo Mario, Norman, Walter and his girlfriend, Reyna all came.  We had corn on the cobb, hamburgers, and a special dip that Karla made - kind of like chili.  Valery was in heaven when it was time to blow out her candles.

Valery is enchanted with her cake

Afterward the adults played Pictionary and another game where you have to mime a word so your team can figure it out.  Playing in Spanish was not easy.  I kept yelling guesses in English.  We played and laughed until I was exhausted and had a horrible headache.  We all kept saying we were tired and going to leave, but the game was addicting.  We started to leave at 8pm, but ended up staying until 11pm!  Jose was hilarious.  He acted out being a mayor by mimicking a badge and then doing this strange movement that looked like he was slaying the ground.  He said he was trying to demonstrate that he was fixing the roads.  We were all giddy by the end and Karla walked around slaying everything in front of her, pretending she was Jose.  I hope Valery had as much fun as the adults did!

Valery and Dana dancing

Playing Pictionary - No cheating when you have to wear a hat and blindfold!

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BOMBAS at 10 a.m.

Lately I feel like I don't have anything new to write about.  God is still at work here every day.  I am still feeling His presence everywhere.  I feel very happy and satisfied each day and know that I am on the right path.  But I have been writing about all of those things since March.

Almost every day is a great day here.  I feel honored that God chose me to serve these here.  Many people never experience the kind of joy and fulfillment that I feel almost every day.  I am so blessed.

Preschool classes are going very well.  We are learning numbers, shapes, rhythm, manners, and lessons about God.  Yesterday each child chose something to pray for and every one of them contributed to our morning prayer.  That was cool.  They range in age from 2-5.

I am working on a huge project for Lourdes.  When she came up with the idea, I didn't realize how involved it would be.  It is going to be awesome and, I believe, life changing for the recipients.

Things here no longer feel new.  After we find a car for me, I think I will officially feel like this is fully home.  Finding a car here is not easy.  We have a lot of people looking for one.  I need something that can get over very rough roads, so it will be some sort of truck.

Right now Honduras is playing Brazil in fútbol.  Honduras scored first, which was really exciting because Brazil is one of the best teams.  Honduras is not.  Currently the score is tied, it's half time, and we're playing one man down.  Ayyyy!!!!

I did finally find the channel that shows the Olympics.  It only shows Olympics at 2 a.m., unless Honduras is playing fútbol.  I've had a couple of late nights, but mostly I have missed this year's Olympic coverage.

Tutoring is going well.  Daniel doesn't have any exams this week, but he still wants me to tutor him today

GOOOOOOOOOOOOOL Honduras!!!!!!!!  WOOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!  Honduras is winning 2-1 right now!  It is 11 a.m. and there are fireworks outside in the street!  Wish us luck - I have to go watch the game.

The Water Man is Taunting Me

I think the "AGUAAAAA" man is taunting me.  He walks through the neighborhood each morning with a dolly specifically made to hold bottles of water.  The bottles are the same as what we use for a big water cooler.  He yells, "AGUAAAAAA!" repeatedly, so the neighborhood can hear.  If you need water, you run out and stop him.

Yesterday I heard him on the block behind my house so I waited and waited for him to come to my block.  I thought I heard him once, so I grabbed my water bottle to exchange and ran through the yard, down the driveway, and out the gate, but no one was there.

Last night I forgot to bring home any water at all from the church, so this morning I knew I would have nothing to use to brush my teeth if I did not find the water man.  When I heard him yelling , "AGUAAAA!" in the block behind my house at 6:44 a.m. I got up and got dressed.  I could not miss him again today if I wanted to brush my teeth or have water for the cat.

I waited and waited.  Thought about watching tv, but decided against it so I could be sure to hear the water man.  Cleaned the house.  Mopped the floor.  Thought about taking a shower.  Too chancey - what if he came while I was in the shower, or not fully dressed?  Waited more.

Finally there it was, "AGUAAAAA!"  This time not so loud - that means he is on the street in front, not behind the house.  I ran out.  "AGUAAAA!  AGUAAAA!"  I could hear him, but he was nowhere in sight.  I looked down the hill, then heard him again, "AGUAAAA!"  He was definitely at the top of the hill.  This could only mean he was on the way down, headed toward me.  And then his voice became fainter...  and fainter... until I couldn't hear him any more.  I stood outside listening.  Finally I could hear him going down the next block over.

Did I miss him?  Did he decide to skip my block today because of the steep hill?  It has to be hard to carry all of that water up the hill.  Maybe he just wasn't up to it.  Guess I could chew some gum and then brush my teeth at the church.

I went inside and got into the shower.  Shampoo.  Conditioner.  Lather up.  And then I hear it.  "AGUAAAA!"  I listen closer to be sure.  "AGUAAAAA!"  Yes.  He is outside.  Ahhh!  What do I do??  Throw on a bathrobe and run out?  No, I'd never make it in time anyway.  I'm covered in soap, head to toe.  I rinse off, towel dry. and start on my hair.

That's when I hear it again.  He must have been on the block behind me while I was in the shower!  That's why it was so loud!  (My house is at the back of the property.)  Hurry!  Get outside!!

This time I sprint out the door, through the yard, down the driveway.  Forget the keys.  Oh well, I'll hold the door myself.  And there he is.  The water man!  "Hola!"  I say.  He has probably never met someone so happy to see him.  He carries the heavy bottle of water back to the house while I hold open the outside gate.  As I pay him I tell him I have been waiting for him since 6:45 and heard him on every street but my own.  He laughs and tells me to have a good day.  I tell him to have a good day too.

I go back inside.  It is 8:24 a.m.  I brush my teeth, give the cat some water, and relax, knowing I am set for the next couple of weeks.  And then I hear it again.  "AGUAAAAA!"   Hmmmm...

TWO DAYS of FUN!

The past 2 days have been so fun!  Yesterday we had 19 baptisms at church, then we watched Honduras beat Spain in fútbol and had a birthday party for Jose at Jose and Karla's house.  I spent the night there.

This morning I woke up at dawn, waited for Karla to get ready for work and together we took the little mini bus which dropped me off at the church.  Today was a huge, famous annual event at the breakfast program.  It was swimming day!  Need I say more?

At church Jairo explained the reasons and process of baptism.  Then he and Walter baptized 19 people!  I asked Jairo how many members there are in Iglesia en Transformación.  He said he is not sure, but would guess between 250-300.  There have never been this many baptisms before.  Saturday they filled a big pool with water.  They needed a big water truck to fill the pool.  Because water is so expensive here, they've started a tradition.  The day after baptisms, all kids who attend the Breakfast Program regularly get to swim in the pool.  They even bring in a smaller pool for the younger kids.  The church was packed.  Everyone seemed to have a good time.  Afterward they had a special dinner to earn money for summer camp.  People hung out at church from 9:30 a.m. until 2pm!

Daniel being baptized - with his mother Belinda, Walter, and Jairo
You can see  Los Pinos in the background

After church I went to Jose and Karla's house to celebrate Jose's birthday.  Karla had already prepped most of the food, but I helped her get things set up.  Jose grilled sausage and beef.  Walter's sister, Carolina, and her boyfriend were the first to arrive.  We settled in to watch the game.  Then Walter's brother, Norman, came.  He paced around anxiously while the rest of us watched the game.  Norman was so nervous about the outcome, he could barely watch.  Lourdes, Jairo, Joss, Belinda, Andres and Daniel all came a little later.  (Daniel and Andres had both been baptized earlier!)  Walter and his girlfriend came and then we had birthday cheesecake.  It was yummy!  I need to learn how to sing the Spanish version of Happy Birthday.  It feels strange not to be able to sing along while everyone else is singing.  After cheesecake we had coffee and talked about vasectomies.  Don't ask me how that came up.  It was not a scientific discussion, there was a lot of laughter.  In the middle of the conversation I commented that it was an odd topic for a birthday party.  Lourdes said people are very open and talk about these things openly here.  : /

As the Sarmientos were ready to leave, Lourdes asked  me to go to the church early the next day.  She said with the pools there, she wanted to make sure there was supervision.  I said I wished I had thought ahead and brought my stuff to spend the night with Karla and Jose.  They live in the mountains behind the church and they leave the house early in the morning, so it would be easy to get to the church with them.  Lourdes made it happen.  The Sarmientos dropped me off at my house long enough to feed the cat and grab some clothes for the next day.  Then Jose came, picked me up, and took me back to his house.  On the way we made plans for me to get a bed and to search for a car.  Lourdes said I should ask for help with these things since Jairo is really busy right now.

When I got back to Jose's house another couple had arrived.  We watched game shows and joked.  We laughed a lot.  After everyone left we watched a movie in Spanish.  I noticed that my Spanish has improved enough that I can almost always keep up with conversation, and the movie was easy to follow.  It used to be really difficult to follow conversations in large groups.  But now, most of the time I didn't even notice that the movie was in Spanish.

We all went to bed early.  I have my own bed at Karla and Jose's house.  It is supposed to belong to their nanny, but she never sleeps in it.  So I have declared it is mine, since I am the only one who sleeps in it.

I woke up literally with the sun.  The roosters are so loud there!  They were loud before the sun even came up.  And the dogs...  Any of you who have visited Honduras have probably experienced the dogs at night.  Usually I don't notice, but this morning I was anxious about how to keep things safe with 100 kids and a swimming pool.

Karla told me to be ready by 7 a.m.  Last time I was a little late, so this time I made sure I was ready early.  But Karla decided to sleep in, so I went out on the porch and enjoyed the morning.  Their nanny, Paula, is really sweet.  She grew up in La Tigra.  Living with Karla and Jose helps them and gets her away from La Tigra, where the girls grow up, meet boys and get married.  Soon Paula will go to college!  It's helpful to everyone involved.  She is good at making people feel comfortable.  She asked a lot of questions about what it is like to grow up in the U.S.

Eventually Karla came out of her room, looking gorgeous after only a few minutes of preparation.  We headed out, taking a different route to the road this time.  Usually we walk down a road full of huge ruts.  This time we walked down what my family would call a goat trail.  It was straight downhill with loose dirt.  I slid and slipped my way down until Karla yelled that the bus was coming and we had to run!  I said I can't run - I'm wearing flip flops, and we were only half way down the mountain, winding our ways around barbed wire fences and across people's front doors.  It was crazy.  She yelled and waved her arms at the bus as it went by.  I thought we had no chance of catching it, but apparently some people who were working on the road saw us and flagged down the bus because it stopped a little further down the road and Karla thanked them as we passed by.

As is normal bus etiquette, we said good morning to all of the passengers as we got on the bus.  This time I knew to stand up as we approached the church.  Karla yelled to the driver and he stopped right across the street.  I yelled to Don Juan.  Since it was early, all of the gates were locked.

Don Juan brought out the scratching post.  He attached the fleece bed to the top.  I thought it was complete, but then he started sketching all of these things that he wants to add the the basic scratching post.  This is going to be a mansion!

Christian (Conejo) and Kevin were setting things up.  They worked hard.  By the time kids arrived, we were all set.  We had eggs, cheese, tortillas, rice, beans and platanos for breakfast, which was extra awesome after all of the swimming.

They swam in groups of 6.  Each group got 3 turns and they had a blast!  Lourdes had left strict orders that each kid had to be clean before they got into the pool.  We scrubbed them each down before they got in.  For the first time ever, every kid was clean today!

The little kids sat in their pool until their teeth were chattering.  The bigger kids lifted them out of the pool and carried the little ones to a rock where they sat in the sun to warm up.  It was so cute!  They went from being little fish to being little turtles, warming themselves on the rocks.

Little Fish

Big Fish

Lourdes came just as it was time to eat.  She had all of the kids get into the pool at once.  We took video and pictures.  Then they got out, dried off, and had a big breakfast.

The afternoon kids came.  After cleaning up, they all swam at the same time.  The pool was FULL of kids.  After the younger ones went home the older kids wanted me to get into the pool and teach them to swim.  I looked at the water.  It was dirty!  But then I started thinking about the dirty rivers I grew up in.  I told the kids I was NOT going to get into that water with a stern face, then with all of my clothes on, I dove into the pool!  They screamed and yelled and splashed with joy and excitement until Lourdes, Jairo, and Joss all came running out of the kitchen.  They took pictures - I'll be able to post those tomorrow.  They turned out great!  The kids said they wanted to make me a star.  I wasn't sure what they meant until they grabbed my arms and legs and, on the count of three, they threw me up in the air!  It was so fun!  We all took turns being stars.

Then they asked me to show them how to do different strokes of swimming.  They were amazed that I can do the back stroke.  Imagine if you never had running water, how foreign a pool would be.  I can't really even comprehend it, since I grew up with both running water and swimming.  But the kids thought my swimming was extraordinary.  We all got along the sides of the pool and practiced kicking and using our arms.  Finally Lourdes said it was for "the whole world" to go home.  We climbed out of the pool.

Everyone was surprised to see sun tan lines on each other.  I got a little burn for the first time this summer.  They all dried off and headed home.  I was on a natural high from having so much fun with the kids.

On the way home I told Lourdes that I am working on being more comfortable outside of my normal routine.  Lourdes made the best point.  She said that if I always stick to a routine, it leaves no room for the Holy Spirit to work.  That is so right!  If I follow my idea of how a day should be, there is less room for God to step in!  Now I have even more reason to live in the present moment, and appreciate it for what it is.  I think this should give me freedom and less worry.  I am excited to see where it leads!

Lourdes reminded me that it would be a good idea to shower after I got home, after being in that dirty water.  I showered, but my hot water is broken.  Fortunately Fany and her husband came over to see if it could be fixed.  It can't be fixed.  So Santos will buy me a new water heater and install it tomorrow.  Here we have heaters attached to the shower head that heat the water instantly.  Mine had a summer and winter setting, which was warm or hot.  But the hot didn't work very well.  I am excited to get a new heater.

Thursday we are going shopping for a new bed and sheets.  I told Lourdes today that I really wish I could come up with the last little bit of money I need to be fully funded.  Until I'm fully funded, I always have in the back of my mind that I may have to leave soon.  I have gotten so attached to the kids and also to the adults here, I would be sad if my time here were over soon.  And God is using me in so many ways, as a teacher, a tutor, today as a lifeguard  =)  I would just feel more secure if I had about $200 more in monthly donations.  But I am trusting that God will provide as long as He wants me to serve here.

I finally found the Olympics on tv.  Fany told me they come on at 2 a.m.  That is why I can never find them.  Apparently she has had some late nights with her daughter being sick.

Between baptisms, birthdays, goat trail, and swimming, it has been a really great 48 hours.  I expect to sleep well tonight, with no barking dogs or roosters.  Good night!

Tutoring and Talking

This morning I woke at 6:44 to the sound of a neighbor's washing machine.  Let's just say it needs some grease!

Last night Belinda, Lourde's sister, called to ask if I could tutor her son today.  He has some tests coming up which he must pass in order to graduate from his class.  Belinda has been working with Daniel, but you know how kids are with their own mother.

When I first got to Honduras, I lived with Belinda, Daniel and Andres until after my suitcases were found.  Daniel and Andres learn English at school, so they practice their English with me.  They also help me with Spanish.  We go to church every week together each week.  I am excited because this week both Daniel and Andres will be baptized!!!!!  They are excited too.

Anyway, Daniel struggles at school and is not very social.  But he and I have gotten along well since the first time we met.  He doesn't bother to talk to many people.  Last week we hung out and he was very talkative.  I enjoy our conversations.  He is thoughtful.  His mother noticed how talkative he is with me.  We both are curious as to why, but aren't questioning it.  I think maybe he feels more grown when he is with me, like a young man instead of a boy.  When I first got here there was so much I didn't know, but Daniel was able to show me how things are done in Honduras.

To be honest I was not looking forward to tutoring.  I keep telling people - I am not a teacher.  I never wanted to be a teacher.  I love working with kids, but I kind of "specialize" in troubled kids and the psychological side, not education.  However, I know that Belinda needs help with Daniel, and Daniel needs help with his school work.  So I'll do it to be helpful.  Belinda mentioned payment.  Even though I am broke, I am NOT comfortable with that.  They already took me in, gave me clothes, a bedroom and yummy food.  They made me feel welcome and at home when I was a complete stranger and had nowhere else to go.  Now is my opportunity to help them.

Before the tutoring session I tried again to find Olympics on TV.  Nobody seems to watch or know how to watch the Olympics in Honduras.  I guess that's a North American thing.  We have 10 channels of soccer, but no Olympics!  Tomorrow I bet they will show the Honduran Olympic team playing fútbol though.

Some friends back in the US are going through really tough situations in their lives, so I spent part of the morning in prayer.  By the time I was done, it was time for Daniel to come for tutoring.  Belinda and Andres dropped Daniel off and said they'd be back in three hours.  At first that seemed like a long time, but as it happened, Daniel stayed an extra hour and we had exactly the right amount of time.

We worked for over an hour, then went for a walk.  When we came back Daniel was much more focused.  He did some great work.  He was more relaxed and less rushed.  He retained everything we did in the first part of the session!  His mother called to say she was going to be an hour later, so I asked if it would be safe for the two of us to walk together to the grocery store.  I told her Jairo does not want me to walk there alone, but it is so close.  She said yes, with Daniel it would be fine.  So we each grabbed our backpacks and walked to the store.  I was so excited.  It felt like a fourth grade field trip for me, walking those 6 blocks.  Daniel is a good shopping partner too.  He finds good deals and he knows which brands are good.

The guy who was bagging the groceries was surprised when Daniel asked him to pack our backpacks, but that is the safest way to travel in Honduras.  Backpacks are harder to steal than bags.  I use a backpack here almost every day.  The hardest part was getting across 4 lanes of traffic, but we made it safely.

Daniel practiced some more math, just to be sure he really knows what he's doing.  We ate some snacks.  I told him that he did a great job and told his mother how awesome he was so that he could also hear the compliment.  We really had a nice afternoon together.

After he left, my neighbor and I spent some time talking outside.  She is a first time mother.  Her daughter has been sick for a few days.  She is exhausted and needed a few minutes break to talk while her husband looked after the baby.  She expressed how hard it is to be a mother.  She can't wash diapers fast enough to keep up with her daughter's diarrhea and is worried about her daughter's lack of appetite, but the doctor has said everything is fine.  I felt honored that she was comfortable sharing her feelings with me.  I really like both her and her husband.  They are very kind to me and their daughter is adorable.

Tomorrow is Jose's birthday.  Karla called to invite me to the party.  Tomorrow will be quite a day, with 19 baptisms and a birthday party!

A day full of gifts!

Today was a great day.  I worked with the preschoolers on my own for the first time.  They were great!  We practiced "Please", Thank you" and "You're Welcome".  Since we had worked on thank you Wednesday, I thought it would be okay to add please.  But then it was hard not to add "you're welcome".  For me it was a good lesson.  It was too much, but some of the kids got it.  We practiced passing things around the classroom, asking for it with please, then saying thank you.  We'll work on it more next week.  We also reviewed the number one by counting things in the room and using a little rattle, shaking it ONE time.  One time up high, one time down low, once with a jump...  You get it.  Then we colored a teddy bear with one sun on his belly, and one heart on his foot.  Afterward we had free play time.  They were amazing!  They took out one toy at a time and shared (with some reminding).  I was so proud of them!  We had a time of prayer, then ate breakfast in the classroom.  With their food sitting in front of them, they sat with their eyes closed and prayed.  I waited for someone to sneak a bite of food, as the prayer time got longer and longer.  But eyes stayed closed and everyone stayed focused.  So awesome for 3-5 year olds!  The older kids all want to be a part of the class, so Lourdes sent some of them in to "help".  Preschool is the cool place to be!

We take off our shoes before we play on the rug,
just don't get your nose too close  - pyew-eee!

Lorenzo was one of the older kids who visited.  He didn't want to play with trucks and bulldozers.  He asked if he could color.  Then he asked if he could use the magnetic letters on the side of the freezer.  He made shapes out of play dough.  I was surprised at his choices, but enjoyed watching him sit and relax and play.

Lorenzo!

All of the anxiety I have had about teaching preschool is gone.  I know some days will be more difficult than others, but I really love the kids.  They are smart and excited for the opportunity to learn.  I am honored to offer them the opportunity to be in the classroom.  I'll probably learn as much as they do!

Mailin and helping her brother, Misael, with a puzzle.

While we were in class Walter brought me a huge, heavy package.  I had to wait until later to open it.  Inside was a beautiful purple and gray yoga mat with a video and the sweetest card from a high school friend.  I haven't seen him since 1985!  He is a soldier.  He and his family are stationed in Germany.  I mentioned on Facebook that my back was sore from doing pilates on a bath mat, so they sent a yoga mat with the sweetest card from Germany!  I am really grateful.  THANK YOU BILL AND CHRISTINA FRAUSTO!

The church received a huge gift today too.  A huge truck pulled in and the older boys unloaded box after box of canned turkey, boxes of blankets, and sacks of towels and hygiene products.  The kids were excited to be a part of receiving the delivery.  We took pictures and videos.

The words on this package hit home.  Sometimes I forget how deep the need is.  Food For Relief.

The kids with the all of the gifts!

The cute ones seated in the front are preschoolers  :)

After we ate, Lourdes spent hours giving out clothes that have been donated to the church.  The clothes were mostly for girls.  The girls left with bags full of full, which is such a blessing to them.  Just last week one of the mothers was in tears, worried about how she will provide for her 4 children.  This should ease the burden a little bit.

After the Breakfast Program was over, Lourdes asked Jairo to take me shopping for my own bed.  All of the things in my house belong to other people.  Nobody is pressuring me, but now that I am here more permanently, it is time to get my own bed and start returning things to their owners.  We went to two second hand stores downtown.  I like going downtown.  You have to be very aware of your surroundings.  It is not safe, but if you are there with others, it is okay.  Jairo found a cool thermometer.  Lourdes and I found a nice bed for me and a recliner for her, but they were too expensive, so the ladies went home empty handed, but we still had fun.

I got home in the evening, hoping to catch the opening ceremony of the Olympics.  However, the only thing I could find on my (free) 92 channels of cable was a recap on ESPN :(  Apparently the Olympics are not as fully covered in Honduras as they are in the US.  I was really disappointed!  I love watching the Olympics.

I did a load of laundry instead and reminded myself how nice it is to have a washing machine.  I have never fully appreciated the spin cycle until now.  My clothes dry so quickly!  They were dry a few hours later.  Now none of my bedding or towels smell musty anymore.  Yay!

Jetty was very playful tonight.  It is good to see her running around and getting into trouble like she always did in the US.  I was afraid she was a little lonely, but I think she is doing okay.

Today was another good day.

A full heart and a smile

Today was the sort of day that reminds me I am exactly where I am supposed to be.  I am fortunate, because in Honduras I have these days often.  But this is my first since returning from vacation so it feels extra nice.  Sometimes I forget how it is to feel this good.  And I feel bad for those who never get  to feel this way.  Nothing extraordinary happened today.  Jasmin still has not been found.  That is always on my mind.  But I lived today with intention and enjoyed simple moments consciously.  I think that is why I came home with a full heart and a smile.

Actually this day did not have a great start.  I woke to the sound of my cat vomiting.  As I gained consciousness I immediately hoped she was not vomiting on the bed.  I looked down and thought, "Phew!"  She was not vomiting on the bed.  But my relief vanished quickly as I oriented myself enough to realize that she was vomiting on my computer.  In the end no harm done.  Just an early (5 a.m.) wake up call.  I cleaned up and realized it was still dark.  The sun used to rise at 4:45 before I left for vacation in June.  Now it rises at 5:15 a.m. and sets at 6:15 p.m., so I get an extra half hour of daylight every evening.  I appreciate that extra time for errands or if I want to go for a run.

I fell back asleep eventually and had a funny (funny ha-ha) dream about my best friend from high school.  Waking up from that dream was a better way to start the day.

Jairo came and picked me up with no Lourdes.  She is sick at home with a bad migraine.  It was Marlin and me running the breakfast program alone.  There were a lot of kids.  Over 60.  I don't know because I didn't have time to count.  They prayed very well.  I asked the preschoolers to line up to wash their hands.  Then I asked anyone 6 years old or younger to wash their hands.  Suddenly there was massive pushing and shoving and by the time I could regain control most of the group was in line.  Marlin came out of the kitchen and we had everyone over 6 sit back down.  We fed the younger ones before they were trampled to death  (JUST KIDDING!!).  Then we had the older kids line up.  There was still a lot of pushing and shoving.  We have many new kids attending this week because there has been no school all week.  Some are older teens who don't know the rules yet and some are very young and haven't been in an organized program before.  It is great to see new faces, but it makes things a little harder to manage.

I had a personal lesson about Mexican Spanish vs. Honduran Spanish.  I first spoke Spanish with Mexican friends.  Some of the sayings that are acceptable in Mexico are not acceptable in Honduras and visa versa.  Today a boy said a word that is the equivalent of "F you" to a Mexican person.  I told him he cannot use bad words, so he could choose to go to the end of the food line or to leave.  (He had also been pushing and shoving and has a history of poor behavior.)  The boy stood his ground and refused to budge.  Don Juan came over and stood by me and I repeated the options for him.  Finally, he went to the end of the line.  On the way home I was telling Jairo the story.  Jairo said that in Honduras what he said translates to "don't bother me" or "don't mess with me" and is very common.  I think I might start saying it now. - Just kidding. To me it still sounds ugly.  But I did feel bad for punishing the boy for something that is commonly said.  I will apologize tomorrow.

The dishes all got washed but stricter supervision was necessary.  Kids were running around barefoot, refusing to put their shoes on.  I thought it was Friday, so I kept telling the kids to put the chairs and tables away for church on Sunday.  They got most of the stuff put away before someone finally told me that today is only Thursday.  I felt dumb for the second time and asked why nobody told me it was Thursday.  The kids just laughed.

One of the newest boys, Marco

After I thought they all had left Don Juan made an urgent gesture and asked me to come.  The kids were all standing in the street outside the church.  At first glance it looked like a massive fight.  About 15 of them were screaming at each other.  Don Juan said one of them was jumping on the side of trucks and trying to hold on.  (That boy will not be allowed at the Breakfast Program tomorrow, per Jairo.)  I went outside the gates and shooed them all down the hill and onto the sidewalk.  Some were crying.  Some were refusing to walk so they were being dragged.  I have no idea what in the world was going on, but we will certainly discuss it tomorrow.  It was not safe for any of us to discuss it then.  Too many kids are hurt in that street.  Lourdes tells them every day to be careful in the street.  Today I wrapped up prayer time with a prayer that they would cross the street safely!  Tomorrow we will have yet another serious discussion.

Another new face!

The second group came later than usual.  They still have school this week and are learning to dance with a broomstick, or at least that's what they practice with when they are at the church.  Marlin and I were busy until later in the day, but during the break between groups Marlin's friend, Anna visited.  We talked and talked.  She sells barrretts, hair clips, bracelets and little trinkets.  The kids loved her stuff.  She is raising 3 boys, ages 12, 7, and 2 by herself since her husband left her for the second time.  She hopes he will return like he did last time.  She has told the kids if he comes back they are to receive him with open arms and not be angry.  I think if my husband left me with 3 kids (twice) I might be angry.  But it sure is easier for her heart if she keeps this mindset.  She said used to think bad things about herself, but after reading the bible she has a clearer mind.  She loves him, he is her husband, and she hopes he will come home.  I liked Anna.  Her kids are nice.  They may start coming to the breakfast program.  I hope so.

Moments like that - sitting and chatting with Marlin and Anna, are so much easier than they used to be. Now I can understand the majority of what is said.  When there is something I don't understand I ask, rather than just letting it all go over my head.  Before I would just be quiet and pick up bits and pieces in a conversation like that.  Now I feel like I am one of the women.  It is nice to not feel like an outsider.

Jairo was in a meeting all day with Ethel, the head of the elders.  Walter went again to get my package but they told him to come back later.  I am excited to get it!  He also went to get rope for the scratching post that Don Juan is building for my cat.  Don Juan is so excited about this scratching post.  Jairo explained that when I first asked Don Juan to build the scratching post, Don Juan didn't understand because the concept of building a toy for a cat is unknown in Honduras.  Now every day Don Juan asks me if my cat is lonely and when I will bring my cat to the church to visit.  I'm sure he still thinks I am a crazy gringa, but at least it gives him something to do when he can build toys for my cat.

Ethel, the head of the elders, asked me to show her my classroom.  I was excited but also nervous to show her.  She said it is very nice.  I felt proud and honored at the same time, but I must say it was Lourdes and some of the older girls who made the classroom the way it is.

After the kids all left, then Marlin and her friend Anna were gone and I was alone waiting for Jairo to finish his meeting.  I found Don Juan sitting in his usual spot.  I sat down with him, in his perch at the end of the buildings, looking over the city.  As storm clouds rolled in, my eyes were drawn the houses that rise up the side of the mountain across the street.  That mountain is the colony of Los Pinos.  The kids from the breakfast program come from Los Pinos.  It is so beautiful to me, I could stare at the side of that mountain for days and never get sick of it.  Sometimes I wonder if I am crazy, to see beauty in such poverty.  I don't think normal people see shacks of plywood and sheet metal as beautiful.  I wonder why I do.  Maybe it is the simplicity of it all.  At the same time that I recognize the people there live in deep poverty, I also believe that in some ways, some of the people there have more than we can imagine.  I think by cutting down to basics they might be able to focus more on God and their own heart and soul, and find true joy.  At least I hope so.  Maybe I need to think that in order to have hope for them.

We heard a person yelling and cursing in the streets.  Don Juan ran to make sure the gates were locked.  He saw it was the father of one of my favorite teenagers from the Breakfast Program.  Apparently the father is often not coherent from mental illness.  His son is always very sweet.  I asked Don Juan about several other families.  Two of the new kids who just started coming this week have a mother who is deaf and mute and a father who is never sober.  There were other similar stories.  None good.

Oh, I forgot to tell you that Don Juan got new teeth today!  When I got out of the car this morning I went to his office to say hello and he greeted me with a smile full of teeth!  I blurted out, "I like your teeth!" before I took time to consider if that was an appropriate compliment or not.  I think it was.  Six weeks ago he got all of his teeth pulled and couldn't eat anything solid for a while.  He said he has to "practice" all over again to learn to talk and to eat with his new teeth.  They sure are a mouth full.  He didn't eat any lunch.

Finally Jairo came down from his office and talked with Don Juan about how the swimming pool will be set up for baptisms this weekend.  Apparently it is a HUGE pool, about 4 feet deep.  19 people are being baptized in it Sunday!  Then Monday the kids from the Breakfast Program will be allowed to swim in it.  Jairo said it is too much water to waste if the kids don't get the chance to swim in it for a day or two :)  I bet most of them never get to swim.  There is a stream that runs through Los Pinos, but it is the most filthy thing I have ever seen, filled with all kinds of garbage.  Monday will be interesting.  I'll take photos.  I must admit I am not looking forward to it because I worry it is going to be out of control, but I have to change my thinking and understand that this is a fun, new opportunity for the kids.

Today when things got challenging I kept reminding myself that this program is for fun, socialization and learning.  70 kids are not going to be perfectly behaved.  This is a learning experience for me too - in patience and not to take things too seriously.  I am trying to be aware of areas where I have some room to grow.  I am comfortable working within rules and structure.  For those of you who don't know me personally, I'm not a control freak, I swear.  I am big on safety though and I feel responsible for these kids.  I've found that hugs and smiles help a lot, so you'll see me hugging and smiling more when I am stressed or feel that things are out of control.  It worked today.  Things were hectic, but everyone had a good time, they had time with God, they all got fed, and nobody was hurt.  To me that makes it a good  day.

On the way home Jairo told me a story.  It is about the difference between cats and dogs.  He said, "Dogs will look at you and say, 'Look at how she treats me.  She feeds me.  She plays catch with me.  She takes me for a walk.  She shows me love.  She is God.'"  Then he said, "Cats will look at you and say, 'Look at how she treats me.  She feeds me.  She builds me a scratching post and gives me special toys.  She loves me.  I am God.'"  Jairo said this comparison can be used for people too.  Just a thought -


I hope you end your day with a full heart and a smile.  : )

First Day of Classes

I woke up to many emails, all asking for good news regarding Jasmin's disappearance.  Unfortunately, I still have no good news to report.  Jasmin is 11 years old.  She attends the Breakfast Program regularly.  She is also learning disabled.  Yesterday we were at the church until after 8 pm.  Just as we were preparing to leave Jairo said that there were parents outside the gates asking for their daughter.  Lourdes, Jairo and I went out to talk to them.  At first we were not sure who they were asking for.  She is a girl who is not well socialized.  We have to be sure that she sits with others for meals.  Sometimes the other kids don't want to play with her, but sometimes she can be very rough with them.  I have written about her before.  A long time ago I had to ask her not to play Foosball anymore for that day because she kept hitting other kids.  She got mad and left.  I felt bad.

Anyway, yesterday she told her family she was going to school, which is odd, because the kids haven't had school all week (which is not odd - school is often cancelled for no apparent reason).  So she left for school.  Whether she really believed she had school or not, we don't know.  Some people said they saw her get on a bus, others saw her in the area where buses stop.  We don't know if she really got on a bus or not.  It rained really hard right when it gets dark at about 6 pm, for almost a half hour.  I would have expected her home then.  Her family was searching with flashlights.  We could only say that she did not attend the breakfast program Monday or Tuesday.  I took this photo of her Friday:

Jasmin dressed in traditional garb for Indian Day.

We are all praying for her and hoping that she might be with some extended family, but kidnapping is so rampant here, we are very anxious for her to return home.

I have been enjoying singing from the Catholic Church across the street since Saturday.  Crowds of people have been there every day.  I was thinking Sunday was some sort of special Catholic holiday.  Monday the crowds were also accompanied by police.  Today I learned that two people in my neighborhood died and the celebrations were funerals.  They sang all through the nights.  Even at this moment I can hear them singing.  One cool thing is that the church opens its' doors to people in the neighborhood no matter their denomination.  The choir must be exhausted.  I have not heard them take a break since Saturday and today is Wednesday.  People filled the enormous church and overflowed onto the lawn and down the hill.  One person was 28.  He borrowed his parents car and was found shot in the chest, far away.  He has no history of gang or drug involvement.  The other boy was 21.  He had a strange rash and was vomiting.  His boss told him to go home from work and go to the doctor.  He could not afford a doctor and died a week later.  I hope my rashes don't ever come back.  I'll be paranoid!  So, while for me the music has been a beautiful backdrop, the people of my neighborhood are in mourning.

Waiting with anticipation for the first day of classes!

On a happier note, today was the first day of classes for preschool.  I told Lourdes I was nervous so she said she will run classes today and show me how it is done.  We worked in the classroom last night while Jairo gave a class for those being baptized this week at church.  (There were either 13 or 18 at the class!! - I forgot which.)  We prepared a lesson about the number one and saying "Gracias"  (Thank you).  It was awesome!  The kids walked with their arms on each other's shoulders from the church to the classroom.  Then the door was locked and Don Juan had gone to the store to buy bread, so we had no keys to get inside.  I took the kids for a walk while we waited for Don Juan to get back.  (He has all the basic structure for my cat's scratching post done.)

Praying before class

Saying "Gracias" (Thank you)

We sat on the floor with legs and arms crossed and prayed, then read a book about saying thank you.  Moms say thank you when you help with laundry.  Dads say thank you when you help bake a cake.  Sisters say thank you when you button their sweater...

Practicing Numbero Uno - Number One

We also learned the number one.  We made a project and hung it from the ceiling.  By that time everyone else was leaving, but we still had to eat breakfast!  So we ate our oatmeal and cookie, then they brushed their teeth, took their vitamin, said thank you and left.  We had 2 new kids who came for the program today.  Word must have spread that we are doing a preschool!  One family was even there to take pictures of the kids going into the classroom.  I was glad I had decorated the door.

Waiting with anticipation at the door the their new classroom!

All in all I would say it was very successful.  Since we didn't have time to play with any of the toys today, Lourdes told them they can play with toys tomorrow.  I think I am going to really like working with these kids.  I only wish I knew more nursery rhymes and children's songs in Spanish.

We made a list of all of the things we need for the classroom:

Whiteboard Erasable Markers

Erasers

Pencils for small hands

Scotch and Masking Tape

Regular gGlue and Glue Sticks

Construction Paper

Markers - pointed and wide

Whiteboard eraser

Coloring books for preschoolers (with Christian themes if possible)

Kleenex

Hand Sanitizer

Clorox Wipes

Copy Paper

Lined paper with dashes for practicing upper and lower case letters

Workbooks for preschoolers

Cornstarch and Cream of Tartar to make our own play dough and finger paints

Puzzles or Board Games for preschoolers

Stickers for rewards

YOUR IDEAS!  (I am not a teacher and could use all the help I can get with creative, fun ideas.)

If you can help out with donations for any of these things, you can make a donation at the following link.  Just let me know what you would like to buy and I will use your donation to get that item.

I am also still $153 short for my personal funding.  Please consider sponsoring me with a monthly donation.

Either donation can be made at:

www.WorldOutreach.org/donations

Email me at MLFager@hotmail.com if you have a specific idea about how you would like your donation to be used.

Thank you for your support in prayer, finances and kind words.  I really appreciate it all!

Tamales and New Classroom

Today we had traditional tamales for the breakfast program.  But the food was the only tradition we kept.  We fed the kids four at a time and there were more than 60 today.  (Once again school was cancelled.  I'm not sure why.)

200 Homemade Tamales

Beautiful Girls with Popsicles

The reason we only ate four at a time is because Lourdes asked each of the kids to put themselves in the shoes of a family from K2.  The mother of this family recently passed.   The kids put themselves in the shoes of each child and the father of the family.  They dictated special messages to us which we will forward to the family.  It took hours, but they were patient.

Some waited more patiently than others

When they finished giving their message, they washed their hands, then sat and we served them in their seats.  We prayed with each group individually before they ate.

Here are some of the kids who will be in my preschool class

Have you ever seen so many kids on one swing set?

Afterward, Lourdes and some of the older girls helped me set up my classroom.  I have had a headache since Sunday.  Setting up the classroom was overwhelming and did NOT help my headache.  I can't imagine being a preschooler in that classroom.  There are so many toys and fun things to do I think I would be constantly distracted.  I expected to have the opposite problem, but we will not lack for things to do.  I tried to arrange things so that one side of the room can be for learning and one side for playing.  We'll see how that goes.

The Playing Side!

The Learning Side!

Tomorrow will be the first day of classes.  The kids are excited.  They are all hoping they will be young enough to come to my class, even though Lourdes has told them repeatedly only preschoolers will go.  I think we will just work on names.  Since there has been no school this week we are seeing kids who don't normally come to the breakfast program.  If we make names and place them at seats on the table, then the kids will have a place of their own.  Also I will be able to see if they know any letters or how to hold a crayon and have a better idea of where to start.

I feel intimidated because the two people who have done this before me were really good.  Everyone speaks highly of them.  Now people are starting to call me "maestra" which makes me uncomfortable because I am not a teacher and I don't want to disappoint anyone.  I was supposed to have 2 teens helping me, but tomorrow none of the girls are able to come!  So it may be me and 20 preschoolers.  Please (seriously) pray for me and the kids.  I want to provide structure and still let them have fun.  I've been reading blogs about activities, but most of the blogs are parents with their own kids.  Not 20 kids.

I have a white board, but no markers for it.  It will take time for me to dig through everything in that class and find a use for it.  But it is such a blessing to have too much stuff!  Except every Friday when  I have to take everything down and put it all away because they have Sunday school class in the same room.

This morning my Mom called on Skype.  It was nice to receive a phone call from home.  Nobody in the US has an international calling plan, so nobody can call me.  She called when I only had 15 minutes to be ready before I had to leave the house, so I really couldn't talk, but at least I knew she was thinking about me.

Well, I'll let you know how it goes tomorrow.  And I'll try to take some photos.

Don Juan, the guard/maintenance man/overall helper of everyone, is going to make a scratching post for my cat.  He is excited to make it.  I showed him pictures today of scratching posts from Amazon.com.  Five minutes later he came back with some wood that he will use for the base.  I'll take photos when it is done.

Now we are waiting for Lourdes to finish a bible study.  Then we will head home for the day.  I hope this headache goes away for tomorrow.  I want a clear head on my first day with the kids.