Homework

Yep, I am a student again. Homework and all ( seriously I have 5 pages tonight over 100 translation and a story to translate). I have only had two classes so far and I have been shocked with both how much I know and how much I do not know! It is pretty intense really but fun. The last hour and a half is conversational and we play "games". Well for all of you SLPs reading this I can tell you now all those card " games" we play with our kids are really not that much fun to them.....I enjoy the class but I am concentrating so much on the language that the games lose their fun. I am sure it is the same for our clients. Anyway...I have met a few people from my school and they all seem pretty cool. I really like the lady that is sharing a house with me. She is in her late 40´s and lots of people have asked if she is my mom.
Today I went on a tour with the school to one of the churches Tim and I visited last year. I can tell you we need to go to Sunday school more often (Linda if you are reading you can quote me). With the instructor, it all made so much more sense but some of the basic history we should have known last year. Thursday I get to go to a rural village and have an authentic meal and watch the women do their handicrafts.
Patty (the lady that lives in the same house with me) and I went to the market. We tried to talk to some of the indigeous women. One had a beautiful apron on with frills and tassles hanging down. We asked if it was used to dance just joking and she laughed and danced a little jig for us. So funny. I also got an interesting picture of an area selling fruit and birds. The birds were caged above the fruit so all of their waste fell on the fruit...yeah we did not buy any.
I met a girl that is not a part of the school but is instead here volunteering treaching art and playing with kids at hospital for disabled children. I eventually want to start volunteering and the hospital sounds right up my alley so I may try to get at the hospistal with her.
The family I am staying with continues to be fabulous. The mom thinks Patty and I try to talk more than most of the others students she has ever had. I apss the playground the twins play on in the afternoon and as soon as they see me they start waving as big as they can. However, when we try to talk to them at night when they are watching TV they just wag their finger " n¨" at us. The oldest tries to bond with us over how boring homework is. They are all so polite. It is fabulous.
More later....