I hope you are all doing well.
Things are starting to get interesting here. I was sitting on the toilet the other night (for about the fifth or sixth time) thinking about how great it would be to have a normal bathroom experience when in comes running the biggest rat I have ever seen in my life. I jumped off that toilet screaming like little red riding hood and kicking like a school boy. I kicked the door so hard that the family came running to the bathroom to see what happened. This thing was bigger than Beth’s guinea pig. When my host mother finished laughing, she got me a rock and put it in the bathroom so that I can smash it next time it visits me.
National and Local elections are coming up this coming weekend, Sept 11. The PC is worried about some of the towns that have municipal seats, one of which I live in, so they are evacuating us to other ‘safe towns’. I highly doubt anything will happen, especially where I live but I am excited because we get to have a 3 day slumber party with the other trainees in our class, so that should be a nice break from my usual monotonous night life of laying in bed reading. If anyone has good ideas/suggestions for a hobby to pick up please fill me in. There really is nothing to do once it gets dark here besides read or play board games, and playing Trouble gets really old really quickly (I played seven games in a row last night).
I had to give my first “charla” to a sixth grade class of 42 students last week which was pretty interesting. My topic was the importance of washing your hands. I started with a skit to get things going. “Hi my name is Matt and I work with the PC. Right now I am living…uh oh I don’t feel so good” then I went to the corner of the room, the “bathroom”, and pretended to have diarrhea, lots of farting noises and toilet paper. Without washing my hands, which I covered with glitter to look dirty, I offered everyone cookies. One little punk said he still wanted the cookie so I wiped it on my butt until he changed his mind. I was pretty nervous about giving my first presentation in Spanish but the kids got a kick out of my skit and it went pretty well.
A couple of nights ago my host siblings and I went for a walk up the hill to a spot where we could see the whole town which was pretty cool, we could see all 20 or so lights that exist. The 15 year old girl, Moni, was playing with a lemon the whole time and as we walked back she peeled it and asked me to break it up into pieces for everyone to eat. The verb she used was ‘partir’ which to me sounded a lot like ‘patear’ which means- to punt. I was a little confused, but reassured myself that nobody eats fresh lemons. I asked her if she was serious and she confirmed. To everyone’s surprise, I punted that baby as far as I could, never to be seen again. Needless to say, they were not very pleased, but at least I won’t be confusing those words again.
Anyway, those are my stories this time. I hope everyone is doing great. Keep my posted on all the good stuff going on at home.
Happy Birthday Ira, Loren and Pat!!! I love you!
Cheers,
Matt
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