Today I have officially lived in Nicaragua for two years. I had big plans to write a 2 year anniversary poem for you but it is not coming along very well so I quit. Instead you can write one for me (prizes will be awarded)...
For the past two years I've lived in Nicaragua
The land of volcanoes and lakes of dirty agua
I slept wearing thick socks last night (sorry jenny). I stole them from my dad last time he was here. What can you deduce from these two statements. Firstly, you should have me do your laundry, and secondly it is cold. Yesterday when I was walking home it was drizzling, usually that just means it is really humid but no, I wasn't even sweating. Then I got picked up by a man who has a horse camp, he was nice.
Yesterday morning I went to the sports center again with Michelle. Because of the cold weather, only five students came with their moms. Since this caused a surplus of adults we got to play volleyball. I know I am usually not one to judge other's athletic abilities and all in to having uncompetitive sports, but look at my team.
Two pregnant ladies and a lady in purple heels. I would say that we lost but I don't think what we were playing was close enough to the real game to even attempt to keep score.
At the library I've been lending out books and they have been coming back, that's a good thing.
(proof)
Right now they take them home in zip-lock bags but I just commissioned some ladies to make canvas books bags. I was going to start making them myself but I have better things to do with my time (in theory) and the ladies need to make money (a fact).
Also at the library I've started opening up early to give reading help ten and eleven year old brothers in second grade, Jose and Luis. They are extremely sweet and always filthy and are good at doing puzzles and playing games. They just can't read. If you know the spanish alphabet, in theory you can pretty much sound out any word, but for them it is still a struggle. And then there is the next step after sounding out syllable by syllable, repeating what you read with confidence and understanding. The older of the two can do this sometimes, the younger one can't. So in summary, in this country you can get to second grade with no ability to read.
Today I am substituting for Basic Art at the NCA. They finished their assignment and it is a Friday. In college they would be sent home but this is middle school, I have to make sure they don't hurt themselves. One kid was just doing one-armed pushups, that could have been dangerous. I have another class after lunch and I don't know where the paper is that says what class it is. Rumor has it that it is Advanced Art. Even if I don't have a lesson plan that should be easy. I can just use the time to demonstrate my advanced art skills.
Speaking of lunch, we have no bread at my house. I found some bagels but they were rock hard so had to be thrown away. I did find crackers and cheese so I will be having a very Jackie Eklund road trip meal. If only I had Trader Joe's yogurt.
I've taken up playing Ticket to Ride again. I've played three nights this week. I haven't played speed Scrabble all month.
As for my future, who knows what it holds,
I'm here until December and then my plan folds.
1 comment:
you need one of your Nica shirts on in this picture, you would have fit in better.
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