Last weekend we traveled the Lake Yojoa region, hitting up our favorite spots--it turned into a ''Goodbye Tour'' of Honduras! We spent Friday night and Sabbath hiking the mountain and swimming in waterfalls at the Parque Nacional Cerra Azul Meambar (a repeat of our first trip of the year). On Sunday we stopped at the Puhlapanzak waterfall--a few of us waded in the crystal clear river above the waterfall (which probably shouldn't be allowed).
On our way back we stopped at another Adventist orphanage in Peña Blanca and I met Verlene Youngbird. She's worked at the orphanage for 49 years, and is connected to my home church! I realized while talking to her that her orphanage is the reason why I'm in Honduras this year--I grew up hearing stories about Honduras, so when it came to choosing a call I specifically looked here! I'm so glad we stumbled upon it!
Today the principle came to my door and told me to get my students out of the classroom (mini fire alert--some of the wiring in the building had sparked). While trying to keep my kids in some semblance of order on the cancha (basketball court), I tried not to laugh as Geovanny (from 5B) ran around from teacher to teacher with his "microphone." One of my 4th grade students, Geovanny's camera crew, bent his right arm and stuck it out as a video camera. Geovanny thrust his fist under my chin; "This is Maranatha TV. How do you feel???"
This morning Bethani and Hannah put their suitcases in the back of one of the school administrator's truck (the same one we piled our mountain of stuff into at the beginning of the year) and drove to the airport. Two more missinaries fly home June 2. The last of us leave June 10! I have exactly 6 days of teaching left. Then final tests. Then I have to say goodbye.
How did it happen so fast???
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Hogar de Ninos
Hey world!
I don't think I could exaggerate the highs and lows of teaching. Lastweek I felt like a failure. Eduardo openly disrespected me 3 times inone class period. I gave him a warning.... but detention doesn't scarehim anymore. I kept 5 of my fourth graders a total of 11 minutes afterschool. They couldn't sit quietly for 5 minutes altogether, so I hadto keep restarting their time. Sigh.
This weekend four of us visited Reach International's Hogar de Niñosin Santa Barbara--a small orphanage of 40 children. I enjoyed sharingwith the SMs there (from Andrews, Southern, and Germany???),discussing our Honduran experiences and hearing their thoughts duringSabbath School (in English!!! how refreshing!). I loved thefamily-feel of the small community of workers and kids. On Sunday wehelped out with chores--I peeled and chopped potatoes and made a messof the green peppers. One girl, Martha, followed Andrea and I aroundall weekend. haha!
Today Eduardo handed me my waterbottle as I left the classroom andgave me the most adorable shy smile and hug that any 12-year-old boycan give. Those darn kids.
I don't think I could exaggerate the highs and lows of teaching. Lastweek I felt like a failure. Eduardo openly disrespected me 3 times inone class period. I gave him a warning.... but detention doesn't scarehim anymore. I kept 5 of my fourth graders a total of 11 minutes afterschool. They couldn't sit quietly for 5 minutes altogether, so I hadto keep restarting their time. Sigh.
This weekend four of us visited Reach International's Hogar de Niñosin Santa Barbara--a small orphanage of 40 children. I enjoyed sharingwith the SMs there (from Andrews, Southern, and Germany???),discussing our Honduran experiences and hearing their thoughts duringSabbath School (in English!!! how refreshing!). I loved thefamily-feel of the small community of workers and kids. On Sunday wehelped out with chores--I peeled and chopped potatoes and made a messof the green peppers. One girl, Martha, followed Andrea and I aroundall weekend. haha!
Today Eduardo handed me my waterbottle as I left the classroom andgave me the most adorable shy smile and hug that any 12-year-old boycan give. Those darn kids.
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