Salire

So lightning hit our little internet thinger here at the home and we haven't had internet for a while. Its been a while since I've updated and there is a lot to so and I don't have much time or desire to write it out right now. Entonces, I'm going to give you this little nugget: I leave in less than a week. And I'm not ready. And I'm going to cry. Maybe. Probably.

Honestly it seems like I just got here and now its coming time for it to end. It feels like I'm really just now hitting my stride with the kids and beginning to understand them and their little idiosyncracies and all the small things one can only notice after being in one place for a while but shape and make the experience of said place. Waking up to 400 kids going to school right outside my window. The way the buildings have a weird multicolored line painted on the bottom of them. The unevenness of every single sidewalk or street. Praise and worship music playing in a church right behind my room 24/7. The way I smell (bad) after a little kid reads on my lap. The sum of all these things has made my experience here and when none of the things are bad, then the experience is incredible. This is what God's done this summer.

There's all the nugget I got.

Ok here's another one: I recently moved into a new room temporarily. In this room there is a bed that I sleep on. Right by this bed there is a wall that holds up the house. Inside this wall there is a rat that I hate. Everynight this rat makes noise only when I'm trying to go to bed. It sounds like he has a spoon that he's banging against piping in the wall. He's a jerk and I hate him. Last night I slept with my headphones on. Tonight I'm thining I may just punch through the wall. ...which means tomorrows blog will probably be about a dead rat, a broken hand and a well rested boy.