A Poem (or something),
by Andrea Zimmerman
There once was a mouse,
that went into my house,
it hid in the kitchen,
and I was a scared chicken.
Two days and two mouse traps later,
that mouse is running freer then ever.
So, I'm not a poet, and I know it. Life has had some fun/interesting/unpleasant/tiring/crazy etc. things. The past week and next two weeks I'm sharing the house with two college age girls from Texas. That's been fun, especially when I was in the kitchen sweeping and they point out that there's a mouse running right by me...some screams and jumps on chairs later, I call up one of the guys to kill the mouse. Well, he comes, looks for the mouse, doesn't find it and leaves (I don't think he was too concerned about it, unlike those of us who had to sleep in the house). Over the next two days the mouse continues to reappear, despite two traps we have strategically placed. Anyways, hopefully we will catch it before it has ratoncitos.
Last night the young adults came over to hang out, and we watched a really good movie, "The Climb". Its an entertaining movie with a really good, relavent message. This morning I headed up the mountain with the oldest girls Sunday school class and some of the adults here. We went to visit some poorer families, and give out extra clothing, and some of the girls own clothing as well. It was really neat to see the girls sharing their clothing, and it was also a good workout hiking up the mountain.
Tomorrow after teaching Sunday School in the morning, I anticipate going with some friends to the championship soccer between Olimpia and Real Espana (two Honduran teams). I've heard its quite a cultural experience. We shall see how it is...hopefully I don't get too much food and Cocacola thrown on my head.
Visiting up in the mountain...

A beautiful view of "my" town, Valle de Angeles...Valley of the Angels...

Yohanna's birthday party...

Some of the girls coloring at my house while I was working on lesson plans...