This last week has been full of many goodbyes as my time in Guatemala is wrapping up. These two months have flown, and I can´t believe I only have a week left in Central America before I go back to the reality of a week Master´s class in mid-July.
Saturday I met up with several students from CASAS summer group and we headed to Antigua. We met up with almost everyone from the summer group in the central plaza of Antigua and then split into smaller groups for the rest of the day. I had fun adventures with Joseph and three others going to a convent, climbing to the highest point in Antigua opposite from Volcán Agua which overlooks all of Antigua, eating at Doña Louisa´s and going to the market. Eventually it was time to head home and I was proud of us for surviving a very violent trip back to the city around some nasty curves.
On Wednesday I was left in charge of several classes taking short quizzes as Ninoshka ran to ¨talk¨ with the principal or other lame excuses like that. As I was flipping through a student´s agenda I accidentally came across the note home to parents asking to send money for a surprise party for me that day. oops! Those of you who know me know it´s hard throw a surprise for me cause I usually end up finding out somehow. I must say, however, that the kids did an excellent job of keeping it a secret! They had decorated the main area of the school with banners and decorations and had tostadas with horchata for the refri. The director said a few words of thanks, then students started coming forward with gifts and cards that were either from themselves or from their classmates. I was soon loaded down with things ranging from a t-shirt, flowers, cards and a basket of traditional dulces! Ninoshka said a few things, some kids played a song for me, and then I was even asked to say a few words. Of course I started out by asking them to forgive whatever mistakes I made, and then briefly said thank you. I hate talking in front of so many people, especially in a second langauge and with a microphone! There are always more things to say...
Wednesday afternoon Ninoshka, Ana Cristina and I went to Lucky´s house to celebrate Ninoshka´s birthday together. These three ladies had quickly become my friends at Thomas Alva Edison and I will miss them dearly. They were the ones who constantly made me laugh and shared mangos with me and taught me sayings in Spanish that I don´t want to remember. We ordered pizza, took some pictures, watched a movie and I even drank some coffee! I hate coffee, and this was instant coffee that was probably stronger than usual. I chocked it down to avoid saying that I don´t drink coffee. My stomach felt pretty gross that evening but it was worth it :)
Thursday was El Dia de Los Maestros so we had yet another party. We started off by celebrating Ninoshka´s birthday with the 4th grade students. They surprised her with cake and several gifts before we celebrating El Dia de Los Maestros with the whole school. The middle school students had planned the activities which began with a meal for the teachers. I was not hungry for lunch at 10 o´clock in the morning but... such is life in Guatemala! We ate and then there was a presentation of sorts where students danced, again, and then they presented certificates to the teachers... including me. For some of the dances of the middle school students, which were actually more like aire band performances, I had the lucky priviledge of having my face stroked by a 9th grader and pretty much being FORCED to dance with another 9th grader. I was embarrassed, and I´m sure my face was beat red :) It was fun, and I was only glad it didn´t last too long.Then came the goodbyes. I planted myself by the door as the students left but managed to hold back the tears until one student who was very special to me, Nicoll, broke down and it was a domino effect from there ending with Ninoshka, Lucky and even Ana Cristina crying as we said our goodbyes and I sadly walked away with my hands full.
That afternoon the girls, Julian and I hopped on a bus to San Juan Chamelco... about 15 minutes from Coban where Henry lives. It was 3:30 when we left and sadly Mitzye was sick most of the way including throwing up on herself so that made it even more of an adventure. We finally arrived around 8:30 after convincing the bus driver that it was actually his responsibility to take us the whole way since that was what we had paid for! Henry´s family has a small tienda and a pharmacy run out of their house, and I´ve really enjoyed my time with them so far. However, most of our ¨plans¨ have been ruined by the constant rain that is quite common in Coban during invierno. It also means lots of mud outside of the house and the occasional flood inside the house.
This morning the church service was quite an adventure for me. For those of you who know, religion is something I´ve always enjoyed but struggled with in Central America. Today was another of those experiences. A pastor was visiting from Guate City and after his sermon, which was rather long and I lost his point after the first 5 minutes, there was a time of... passing the peace... or something like that. He would go around touching the heads of members of the church and often this would result in them falling down and sobbing. I really wasn´t sure what to do with this and it became worse as he slowly made his way closer to me. First he touched Mitzye and when she stayed standing, I felt reassured that at least I wouldn´t be the only heathen who hadn´t fallen with the touch of God. The pastor raised my hands and whispered ¨llena de paz, llena de paz¨ or full of peace, several times and then pushed slowly on my forehead. I was glad Henry had warned me to stand firmly before he came around! It was a very weird experience for me, and was glad to find out afterwards that this only happens when this specific pastor comes to the church and Henry doesn´t particularly like it either!
After watching the Mexico vs. Argentina game, a big deal here, we went to Grutas del Rey Marcos. It was absolutely beautiful with a tall waterfall and caves whch we couldn´t enter due to the time we arrived. We got some great pictures and enjoyed climbing to the top of the waterfall and cross bridges over the water fall at several places. At one point I let the four others walk a random path without me as I stood near the mouth of the cave. I enjoyed a light breeze that gently filled me with a peace I had been searching for over the last few days. At Henry´s house I am constantly srrounded by people and I am missing my personal space and time to myself. I needed that short time to recuperate and allow my heart to be at peace for a little while before continuing with what promises to be a full week.


