Honestly, I don't know why I am still up. I have to be at the orphanage at 8am to help take care of the babies. Everyone went out tonight, and I'm exhausted so I didn't, but I'm up to the point I could have gone out. I had a really good day today though. I worked in the afternoon at the orphanage, and helped with the babies for a little bit, then spent the majority of the time helping the older children with their homework. I was helping Anna with her cursive, and after awhile she got tired of doing it, and refused to do it. So, to help her finish it I started doing it ridiculously terrible. All over the page and just being silly. Then she said, no like this "tia." And showed me how to do it correctly and therefore finished her homework. They call all the volunteers and ladies that live with them Tia which is aunt in spanish. I think it's cute, and at the end of the day when I was leaving they were giving me hugs and holding me tightly and not wanting me to leave. I love working with older children, and have officially decided I don't want a baby right now, and not for a long while, and I am going to stick to working with kids older than 5 whenever I can. I like the babies, but I just connect better with the bigger kids, and I am excited to work more afternoons.
Well to get to the orphanage, I take a small van-like bus that is usually filled with people. It is imposible to stand up without almost falling over on someone, but everyone is pretty chill about it. Just a normal part of life in Arequipa. Everyone takes the buses to get to work, the store, home, and school. Even elementary children ride it with me. I'm getting less stares, but it still is funny when the little ones stare at me like I'm a celeb or something. Just because I look very different then what they see, and the only times they see people like me is on the tele. I love just doing things that are apart of the culture in a city. It is getting easier for me to get comfortable in new settings. The best thing about the bus is that in order to get off you have to yell "baja" which means "down" in spanish, and that lets the conductor know to stop the bus. Then you scramble to get off while handing your coins to the conductor's aid.
I am feeling more comfortable and the other volunteers are still really cool and we all get along well. We have a volunteer dinner tomorrow night, and I am excited for that. We are having chili. I made some rice and black beans with lemon, pepper and salt for dinner tonight, and it was very delicious. Yay me for cooking something other than pasta. Anyway, I am going to bed now feeling tired. Got to be ready to help those babies tomorrow,and need my energy to change those poopey cloth dipers.
Well to get to the orphanage, I take a small van-like bus that is usually filled with people. It is imposible to stand up without almost falling over on someone, but everyone is pretty chill about it. Just a normal part of life in Arequipa. Everyone takes the buses to get to work, the store, home, and school. Even elementary children ride it with me. I'm getting less stares, but it still is funny when the little ones stare at me like I'm a celeb or something. Just because I look very different then what they see, and the only times they see people like me is on the tele. I love just doing things that are apart of the culture in a city. It is getting easier for me to get comfortable in new settings. The best thing about the bus is that in order to get off you have to yell "baja" which means "down" in spanish, and that lets the conductor know to stop the bus. Then you scramble to get off while handing your coins to the conductor's aid.
I am feeling more comfortable and the other volunteers are still really cool and we all get along well. We have a volunteer dinner tomorrow night, and I am excited for that. We are having chili. I made some rice and black beans with lemon, pepper and salt for dinner tonight, and it was very delicious. Yay me for cooking something other than pasta. Anyway, I am going to bed now feeling tired. Got to be ready to help those babies tomorrow,and need my energy to change those poopey cloth dipers.
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