Wow, they say time flies when you´re having fun. Has it really almost been a month already?
I have had one exciting experience after another here in Bolivia!
Here are a just a few highlights. First of all, the reason I am up writing an e-mail at this time of night is because I am locked out of my room right now. To understand this you must first understand that stealing is a huge problem here in Bolivia. Everyone I have spoken to knows somebody who has been robbed, many people are robbed on the street which is why women should never carry a purse. Even in the classrooms I have observed a flagrant disregard for personal property. (that is, more then what I see at home) And there are people here who actually suggest communism would help, ha. Anyway, because of these problems everything has a lock on it. I can lock my purse in my closet in my room in my house in the locked compound surrounded by a fence with barbed wire on it. When I said this to Julie she quickly added "and it will still get stolen". So, when your roommate locks the bedroom door and you don´t have a key you can be glad your purse is safe even if you can´t go to bed til she gets home.
Today was an exciting day. It seems as though every week there is a holiday or special occasion. Today was somewhat of a festival/open house at the daycare. Halfway through the day the director of education approached me with a bright red traditional Bolivian dress. It was what I was to where for the "ferria". Later the teachers I work with informed me that as parents and visitors came to our room I was to play the guitar while the children played their instruments. Our room had a music theme. Unfortunately, when the time came, all the children went outside to see what was going on and I was left alone with the guitar and a bright red dress to entertain people whose questions I couldn't answer. Fun, fun, fun!
What else shall I share tonight? Have you ever heard the weatherman predict "smokey"? Well, that is what he predicts here and he is right. There are nights that the whole city is enveloped in a cloud of smoke. I am not sure what the smoke is from, burning sugar cane fields? trash being incinerated? No Se.
I have LOVED working with the children here. I spend large portions of my day hugging and holding children and that is nice. That has always been my favorite part of my work and it is in high demand here! When I leave it will be the children that I will miss more then anything else in Bolivia. Even more then all the muy gaupos hombres.
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