Sunday April 6, 2008
This week should be pretty chill. The school decided to have a week of exams and not teach during that time. So the kids come to school in the morning as always and have 3 exams and then go home for the rest of the day. They are doing this in hopes that the children will go home and study and do better on their exams…we shall see.
It will be nice for all of us. We will have the day to grade our tests and get the grades ready and not have to worry about teaching new material.
Karen, Michelle, Stacy and I all went shopping for the groceries for the week. While we were walking Karen calculated that we only have 77 days till we come home! We had been counting down the weeks but decided that its getting low enough that we can count the days! We also calculated the actual days of teaching and its only like 38! You can tell we are all getting pretty ancy to come home!
Stacy just went crazy in the house and is cleaning everything! She even moped and rearranged the couches. I came back from the internet café where I called home and found my laundry had been hanging out on our line all folded and on my bed. Now she is cleaning out the cupboards! She says she is avoiding making her spelling parcial test.
Let me also juts say it is so freaking hot here in Honduras! And its not a nice dry heat…no this is a sticky humid heat! But I hear back at home everyone is still freezing and would love to get some of this heat…so I guess I’ll try to enjoy it for you all.
I have been having a lot of my kids ask me if I am coming back next year to teach them in 4th grade. This is always a hard question for me…I don’t like having to look at them and tell them ¨No I am going back to the United States I need to finish school and all my family lives in there¨. They don’t like this answer and respond with ¨Noooo Miss¨! It does make me sad to think I probably wont see them again…it saddens me to look at them and think about how they are so young and innocent now and the fact that they are going to have a tough life ahead of them…and to think about the type of life they will probably have living here in Honduras. It makes me wish that I could always be there for them and keep them on a straight path and make sure they have a good life. I guess all I can do is hope that I have been there for them this year…and hopefully gave them some much needed love…and hope that that somehow was enough to make some sort of difference in there lives.
