Day Four
I am ridiculously tired, so I will tell the story of today entirely through photos and captions.
Oh, and they can't pronounce my name down here, so they call me Dora, but I don't want to be called Dora, so I am trying to get people to call me Dorie. It's way cooler.
"Grandma, there are ants crawling ALL over Nicaragua." -Four year old Riley.
So we started the day off by scooping goat poop.
I had blisters form on my hands and pop a couple of times. It hurt. Between the five of us, we scooped a total of 28 bags, which equates to approximately 1,400lbs of poop.
You've been scooped.
This is from the other day, but I meant to put it up.
We were eating like ogres.
At least I was.
This little boy's name is Eduardo.
This one is named Marion.
They drew hopscotch with the chalk and played for a while.
Marion LOVED my camera.
This is Katerine. She and I are buddies.
Katerine and Marion.
Eduardo and Katerine. They are precious.
Seth covered Zach's glasses with play dough.
He looks so cool.
We've been playing a fair amount of Jenga lately.
I figured it was important to include it at some point.
My little friend again. She's so beautiful!
This is Fender. Obviously we weren't taking care of him by any means, but he hung out with us.
Seth blowing bubbles.
Katerine.
Big bubble! The kids blew bubbles for a really long time!
Lovely.
Seth.
Rachel.
This great guy is Faran. He is our interpreter, but also a part of our family. He came to the states and lived with Rachel's family for six months last year. Faran is the greatest!
Lastly, I will leave you with a short bit of information that I have learned while being in Nicaragua. Everyone had really high hopes for the current president, but he has let the people down in a lot of ways. The specific situation I was told of relates to electricity. Apparently the president's wife really likes Christmas lights, so she had lights put up all over the city of Managua (I believe it was Managua, but I may be incorrect) and has them lit 24/7. Because of this, the government cannot afford to keep the street lights lit at night, so the streets are less safe than they were before.
Haha, I like how your name is dora, it makes me smile...I might not be able to call you your real name! Once again, love your pictures!
ReplyDeleteI really like it too! I'd love to be called Dora, as long as people say it like they do here. They roll the R and it sounds really cool.
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