Thursday, September 17, 2009

a forced hiatus can be fun







Can't believe we are almost at the end of our two week confinement. Without a vehicle that's pretty much what it's been . We're dependant upon the school buses or other generous folks with cars. I must admit when I heard of all the teachers headed off hither and yon that green eyed monster in me was surfacing.

Wow, the beach places are cheap (with the economy and political unrest they're begging folks to come) Costa Rica or Panama sound glamorous (even on the chicken bus, it would be an adventure) or the resort at El Salvador with a waterfall in the pool...

Unfortunately, reality is that travelling with 7 children is not easy. And it's downright expenisve- even with a discount. And there's also the small fact that we've been, um, somewhat sick. After the stomach flu we moved on to colds/sinus infection and are just praying Harold has sufficiently recovered by Monday. We also had Nathan to the dentist and his pronouncement was that all 3 wisdom teeth needed to come out-sooner rather than later. He's there as I write.

So we've spent two weeks almost losing track of time. Every day feels like Saturday. There is no pressing need to do any specific task and no place to go. Several days we weren't even allowed on campus so that they could sanitize the place. We've been working on some projects here, enjoying lots of family game times and crafts, inviting folks over for meals.... Harold spent 2 days helping another teacher to get the internet back up in the elementary school-crawling around in the ceiling and discovering that the lights were rather precariously attached when one came crashing down through the ceiling. He and the boys also had an adventure riding public transportation when they took the rapidito bus to the end of the line and discovered it doesn't go back the other direction until the end of the day.

Last week was the Day of the Child celebration and our kids had a pinata at church to celebrate. The girls went Monday with some other girls from church to work on the verses they are memorizing to complete the first section of their book. Kind of like an Awana class, but verses, of course, are presented in Spanish.

This week we watched the goings on from the safety of our living room as parades and marches marked Honduran Independence Day. The Central American Independence torch was passed around this small country-fighting to maintain democracy. So they passed their own torch within. The marches were peaceful and celebratory though people wore the color of the person they supported. I was proud of my adopted country who struggle to maintain order, largely without the support of the outside world. Reminiscent of the People Power revolution in our former adopted home.
Monday life will resume it's normal flow. But I can honestly say I am glad for these quiet weeks at home and will miss the company of my family.

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