Wow, it's been awhile! Or, at least, it feels like it's been awhile, because a lot has happened. Two weekends ago we went to an awesome waterfall three hours away! There's a zipline that runs across the falls, or you can hire a guide to take you behind the water. We didn't do either, but we plan on returning someday (although we're running out of time! It's flying by!).
Last Tuesday was my 21st birthday, which turned out to be a very memorable day! My first graders showered me with birthday cards all day, which also meant they weren't doing their work, but I couldn't exactly scold them for making me a sweet little cards, right? My 7th graders threw me a birthday party with cake, chips, popcorn, balloons, and confetti during literature class, which completely took me by surprise! I'd heard of kids throwing their teachers birthday parties, but I guess I didn't expect it to happen to me, since I only teach them one class. But it was a good excuse for them to get out of the test they were supposed to take that day!
This week Kandice's mom, brother, and boyfriend (Jared Anderson) are visiting, which is exciting! Kandice's brother, Christopher, is giving an evangelistic series in the evenings and doing week of prayer for the high school. So far it's been going pretty well. The missionaries are in charge of song service, which we have to sing in Spanish. I'm loving it, except that I have been blessed with a cough (horrible timing, if you ask me). So I've been singing, as in, I've been up front staying away from the microphones.
Speaking of which, I need to make some lesson plans before the meeting tonight!
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Sunday, March 1, 2009
In Only 24 Hours
The "adventure", as we like to call it, began at around 10:40 yesterday morning when Sasha, Kristen, Joy, and I headed to the bus station. An hour later our bus pulled out bearing us towards Pito Solo where we caught a rapadito (a small van that packs people like sardines in a can) that would take us to our destination: the hot springs Aguas Termales. We hiked another 2 km to find the hot springs and the cabins we were planning on staying in. The guy who had the keyes to the cabins wasn't there, but we were assured that he would arrive sometime that day, so we headed down to the springs in the meantime.
I had never been to hot springs before and found it to be an interesting experience. Despite the smell of rotting eggs, the steam and bubbles gushing up out of the earth were fastinating and beautiful! I almost felt as if I'd stumbled onto the set of some fantasy movie. We walked through a steamy tunnel to find a small cool river with hot springs bubbling on the banks. I quickly discovered, however, that hot springs are better admired from afar. Rocks or water along the bank could suddenly turn unusually hot. My worst encounter was when I tried to cross the river at a calm spot to join Sasha and Kristen on the other side. My first step off of the bank and into the mud brought instant and unexpected pain! I danced around frantically for a few excruciating moments until I finally got out of the sucking mess and back onto cooler, solid ground. Glancing behind my shoulder, I noticed a spring bubbling a few feet away. Hot springs do not accurately describe the temperature of the water. "Boiling", "searing", or "scalding" is more like it! Aside from my burned feet (no, they're not that damaged), the place was absolutely gorgeous! The river was calm with a few small rapids and gentle waterfalls. Tall trees dripping with moss and green ferns and leaves surrounded the banks. Everything seemed so perfect, including the slight breeze.
We headed back up to the cabins at around 4:45 to find that the guy with the keyes still hadn't arrived. The man helping us began pulling out camping gear in case, but we weren't entirely sure we wanted to camp out without any bathrooms. Fortunately, Paul (he works in the office at the school) had gone to Santa Barbara (30 min. or so away from the hot springs) for the weekend without his soccer gear, which he needed for a game that night. We brought his gear with us so that he could meet us somewhere and get it, but we ended up meeting him at the springs. He brought his friend he was staying with, and they both hung out with us all afternoon (and watched our stuff while we frolicked in the river, which was really convenient) and acted as our translators (also really convenient).
Paul's friend offered to let us stay at his house, which seemed better than the alternative on the ground, so we hopped into the back of his truck and headed to Santa Barbara. We watched their soccer game before going into town for some food. We ate the biggest baleatas I've ever seen in my life (baleatas are tortillas with beans and cheese or whatever else you want in it. They don't sound that special, but they taste amazing!)! These baleatas took up the whole plate! We ended with some ice cream and walked around the central plaza (sadly, it was under construction). Santa Barbara is a cute little town. We caught the bus at 8:30 this morning and made it back to Comayagua by 11:00. Looking back, it's hard to believe that our "adventure" only took 24 hours.
Friday night we had the opportunity to Skype the Walla Walla University church after vespers, so THANK-YOU to everyone who said hi (and if you were there and didn't say hi, I would still like to thank you for sticking around to see our glowing faces)! I feel bad that our connection wasn't that great (it kept cutting out on us), but we had such a blast seeing all of your faces nonetheless! I don't think I can thank you enough for the support!
I had never been to hot springs before and found it to be an interesting experience. Despite the smell of rotting eggs, the steam and bubbles gushing up out of the earth were fastinating and beautiful! I almost felt as if I'd stumbled onto the set of some fantasy movie. We walked through a steamy tunnel to find a small cool river with hot springs bubbling on the banks. I quickly discovered, however, that hot springs are better admired from afar. Rocks or water along the bank could suddenly turn unusually hot. My worst encounter was when I tried to cross the river at a calm spot to join Sasha and Kristen on the other side. My first step off of the bank and into the mud brought instant and unexpected pain! I danced around frantically for a few excruciating moments until I finally got out of the sucking mess and back onto cooler, solid ground. Glancing behind my shoulder, I noticed a spring bubbling a few feet away. Hot springs do not accurately describe the temperature of the water. "Boiling", "searing", or "scalding" is more like it! Aside from my burned feet (no, they're not that damaged), the place was absolutely gorgeous! The river was calm with a few small rapids and gentle waterfalls. Tall trees dripping with moss and green ferns and leaves surrounded the banks. Everything seemed so perfect, including the slight breeze.
We headed back up to the cabins at around 4:45 to find that the guy with the keyes still hadn't arrived. The man helping us began pulling out camping gear in case, but we weren't entirely sure we wanted to camp out without any bathrooms. Fortunately, Paul (he works in the office at the school) had gone to Santa Barbara (30 min. or so away from the hot springs) for the weekend without his soccer gear, which he needed for a game that night. We brought his gear with us so that he could meet us somewhere and get it, but we ended up meeting him at the springs. He brought his friend he was staying with, and they both hung out with us all afternoon (and watched our stuff while we frolicked in the river, which was really convenient) and acted as our translators (also really convenient).
Paul's friend offered to let us stay at his house, which seemed better than the alternative on the ground, so we hopped into the back of his truck and headed to Santa Barbara. We watched their soccer game before going into town for some food. We ate the biggest baleatas I've ever seen in my life (baleatas are tortillas with beans and cheese or whatever else you want in it. They don't sound that special, but they taste amazing!)! These baleatas took up the whole plate! We ended with some ice cream and walked around the central plaza (sadly, it was under construction). Santa Barbara is a cute little town. We caught the bus at 8:30 this morning and made it back to Comayagua by 11:00. Looking back, it's hard to believe that our "adventure" only took 24 hours.
Friday night we had the opportunity to Skype the Walla Walla University church after vespers, so THANK-YOU to everyone who said hi (and if you were there and didn't say hi, I would still like to thank you for sticking around to see our glowing faces)! I feel bad that our connection wasn't that great (it kept cutting out on us), but we had such a blast seeing all of your faces nonetheless! I don't think I can thank you enough for the support!
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Roses, Red Hearts, and Sugar-Highs
Happy early Valentine´s Day! Today Valentine´s Day was celebrated at the school, because it´s our last school day of the week (tomorrow we are handing out grades, so no, I don´t get out of not coming to school. Instead of teaching, I will be sitting behind a table talking to parents all day!). I don´t know how everyone got the memo (I didn´t hear anything), but all the students came to school wearing jeans instead of their uniforms. My kids are so cute dressed in normal clothes (not that they´re not cute in their uniforms of course), and I tood double-takes on a couple of them!
The tenth graders wandered around the school handing out roses, hearts, and mugs full of candy that the kids had bought for each other. I love the energy of the holiday, but I did have trouble focusing my first graders on school work. I´m fairly certain that more than one of them was on a sugar-high (usually they were the ones clutching their giant mugs of chocolate)! But it´s days like today that gives a break from the normal ¨grind¨ and routine.
I hope everyone enjoys Valentine´s Day and sees it as a day to do something special for someone else (and not merely as singles´ awareness day)!
The tenth graders wandered around the school handing out roses, hearts, and mugs full of candy that the kids had bought for each other. I love the energy of the holiday, but I did have trouble focusing my first graders on school work. I´m fairly certain that more than one of them was on a sugar-high (usually they were the ones clutching their giant mugs of chocolate)! But it´s days like today that gives a break from the normal ¨grind¨ and routine.
I hope everyone enjoys Valentine´s Day and sees it as a day to do something special for someone else (and not merely as singles´ awareness day)!
Friday, February 6, 2009
Small Moments
Sometimes I realize it is the small moments that are so powerful. Yesterday after school I had a couple of those moments. I was checking the first grade math books in the classroom when one of my smallest first grade boys approached me with a paperback storybook in Spanish. He started showing me the pictures and began reading me the story, stumbling every now and then. I wish I could have taken a picture of his small frame bent over the desk I was sitting at, leaning over with such concentration and reading in his cute little voice!
Just as I was about to head out the door, two of my seventh grade boys enthusiastically began begging me to stay to supervise them for an hour while they played soccer (apparently they´re not allowed out back unless they´re supervised). Before I knew it I was surrounded by 5 or 6 boys, some of whom I had never seen before, all begging, ¨Please Miss! Please! Just one hour or thirty minutes. Please Miss!¨. Of course, the more pleading faces I saw, the harder it was for me to leave them in that state. I agreed and suddenly had ten very eager boys ready to escort me to a seat outside with exclaimations of, ¨Oh thank-you Miss!¨.
Neither of these moments were huge, but they filled my heart with warmth nonetheless and brought sunshine to my day (believe it or not, it´s been cloudy and cold lately, but I´m not exactly complaining).
Just as I was about to head out the door, two of my seventh grade boys enthusiastically began begging me to stay to supervise them for an hour while they played soccer (apparently they´re not allowed out back unless they´re supervised). Before I knew it I was surrounded by 5 or 6 boys, some of whom I had never seen before, all begging, ¨Please Miss! Please! Just one hour or thirty minutes. Please Miss!¨. Of course, the more pleading faces I saw, the harder it was for me to leave them in that state. I agreed and suddenly had ten very eager boys ready to escort me to a seat outside with exclaimations of, ¨Oh thank-you Miss!¨.
Neither of these moments were huge, but they filled my heart with warmth nonetheless and brought sunshine to my day (believe it or not, it´s been cloudy and cold lately, but I´m not exactly complaining).
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
A Typical Day
It´s February, the month of love! I don´t know why I´m so excited except that the change of month is refreshing. With nothing new really happening around here (I just finished turning in the rest of my grades today. Whoo hoo!), it occurred to me that perhaps I have not enlightened most of you on what a typical day is like.
5:20 A.M.- rise and shine!
6:40 A.M.- depart the house to walk to the school, roughly 8 blocks away, on the ¨boulevard¨(one of the main streets)
6:50 A.M.- staff worship in the 2nd B classroom
7:10 A.M.- first class begins (I teach roughly 6 classes a day and supervise for two periods, lunch and recess)
2:10 P.M.- end of school, beginning of grading
3:30 P.M.- cook, melt into a puddle, or do something productive
5:30 P.M.- eat supper with all the missionaries (there are two houses, and we take turns). After supper is worship
8:30 P.M.- drift away into dream-land.....ah.....
Well, there it is. So now you know what great and marvelous things I have been doing down here! Have a happy Tuesday!
5:20 A.M.- rise and shine!
6:40 A.M.- depart the house to walk to the school, roughly 8 blocks away, on the ¨boulevard¨(one of the main streets)
6:50 A.M.- staff worship in the 2nd B classroom
7:10 A.M.- first class begins (I teach roughly 6 classes a day and supervise for two periods, lunch and recess)
2:10 P.M.- end of school, beginning of grading
3:30 P.M.- cook, melt into a puddle, or do something productive
5:30 P.M.- eat supper with all the missionaries (there are two houses, and we take turns). After supper is worship
8:30 P.M.- drift away into dream-land.....ah.....
Well, there it is. So now you know what great and marvelous things I have been doing down here! Have a happy Tuesday!
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Partials Week II
It is test week once again, which provides a breather from the normal routine. We only have school from 7:10-9:30 every day, but we need to have our grades finalized, etc. Last week seemed unusually long, so I´m counting on this week to help me recharge my batteries. Last night a few of us visited the movie theater and were fortunat enough that the movie was in English with Spanish subtitles. While I didn´t really care for the movie, the experience was interesting enough. There was a group of obnoxious teenagers in the back that kept making loud comments and screaming during suspenseful parts. I´m fairly certain they would have been kicked out of the theater in the States. The sun is shining, school is over for the day, and I don´t really have anything else to say (hey, that rhymes!).
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
A Small Delay
I flew out of Portland early Friday morning, January 2nd, with Bethani and made it without any hassle to Tegusigalpa by 4:00 P.M. As we stood in the lobby of the airport with our luggage I jokingly commented that I hoped the person picking us up remembered we were flying into Tegusigalpa and not San Pedro Sula, which is three hours in the opposite direction. We glanced at our watches and saw she was only 13 min. late, which is good by Honduran time. Four hours and a few phone calls later a small family approached us with a sign that read our names. We had indeed been forgotten, so the faces of our rescuers were a sweet sight (even though I was really impressed with how clean the airport was, so it wasn´t a bad place to hang out at all)! Apparently, they lived in Kansas City for a few years which is where the two girls went to school with Kayla (one of our housemates). Fortunately, they now live in Tegusigalpa. We stayed at their house that night, went to church with them the next morning, and then ate lunch before they drove us back to Comayagua. We were so blessed, because they were so hospitable, kind, and thoughtful!
Overall, I´m glad we were forgotten (as horrible as that sounds) so we could meet that family! We plan on going back and visiting again in the near future! Now I am in the first week of school from break, and it almost feels as if I never left. I can forsee that these last few months of teaching won´t be nearly as difficult as my first few months, which is comforting. As Kayla continually says, ¨God is good!¨ and He really is.
Overall, I´m glad we were forgotten (as horrible as that sounds) so we could meet that family! We plan on going back and visiting again in the near future! Now I am in the first week of school from break, and it almost feels as if I never left. I can forsee that these last few months of teaching won´t be nearly as difficult as my first few months, which is comforting. As Kayla continually says, ¨God is good!¨ and He really is.
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