This morning I woke up at 6:20, excited to return to my adorable second grade class. I was especially looking forward to going to school because it was field day and would be filled with competitions. After breakfast we met up with some students and walked to school with them, like we do every day. I asked the girl I was walking with what type of games there would be and she was excited to tell me about the races. When I arrived in my classroom I had twenty smiling faces wish me good morning, all trying to give me hugs. Before I even sat down, the teacher asked me if I could draw a poster size picture for her. My task was to enlarge a picture of dora sitting on the beach. I headed to the library to begin. I have been asked to draw several images these past few days and I wouldn’t be surprised if I have to draw something else tomorrow.
A little while later everyone headed outsid to begin the games. It was set so that each class went against each other.
The children’s chanting filled the air and the kids couldn’t wait to cheer their classes on in the races. After several games, we were asked to participate. It was the “Gringos” versus the Nicas. We ended up crushing our competitors, who were around ten years old. Oops. Afterwards, we continued with our classes and I helped them with their English pronunciation. When the time came to leave, I was attacked with tiny arms, all trying to grab me for a hug. It’s sad leaving the children because they are so precious. It is going to be one of the things I will miss when I go back to the United States. Also, drinks like soda and juice are sometimes served in plastic bags with ice. We all seem ridiculous holding plastic bags of juice with a straw. Reflecting on today, sometimes even when a task seems pointless (for instance, we painted the same color over walls today, making it look a little better) the people who need the help really appreciate it. I can’t wait for our service to continue tomorrow.