Today was a day of
friendships.
Let me give you
some history.
When I visited
last December, I stayed in the girls room in the volunteer house which
consisted of me, and some Honduran college girls that work here when they
aren’t taking classes. Ever since I decided to come, I dreaded the idea of
being the only American girl, because I didn’t really bond with the two girls.
Fast forward to a
couple months ago. I found out that another American girl was going to be here
when I was here. It was an answered prayer.
Leah is out of
college and of course a mature adult, so we didn’t hit it off, we just kinda
met. But over the past couple of days we have been able to talk a lot and have
some good conversations cause we don’t really have anyone else to talk to.
Or so
we thought.
There are
currently four other Honduran college girls that work here, and are pretty good
friends.
Until the new
house is built, I share a room with Leah and two of the other girls. We talk,
in English, cause I’m scared to use my Spanish, except every once in a while
when we have a much needed question.
But today was
different.
Doris (a current roommate and Honduran) was starting dinner
and needed some bananas and asked if Leah and I wanted to help her carry some
back.
While making
dinner and a fruit salad, Doris and I were trying to teach Leah just two words
in Spanish. I don’t think either one of them stuck. We helped Doris understand
the difference of similar words, while she thought it was a good idea to ask me
difficult questions in Spanish. It was a time full of many giggles and trying to not down
all the food before we finished cooking it all. Yes, I used the big knife, and no, I didn't cut a finger off. But even if I did my mom gave me medicine, for pain, just in case I do cut a finger off sometime.
It all ended with the
lovely surprise of finding out that part of our shower was COMPLETELY INFESTSED
with ants. Like you couldn’t see the concrete (which makes up walls, floors,
counters, and any other surface that you might think is made of a different
substance). So we searched out the house for ant spray, and enjoyed killing
every little one.
God is awesome and
He provides.
OK! That’s all.
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