tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19113250785797580652024-02-06T22:01:22.129-07:00My FoOtprints left behind in MeXiCoAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17756724399427720025noreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911325078579758065.post-35668184134100544082012-12-19T20:57:00.001-07:002012-12-19T20:57:29.822-07:00The Hardest Part is LeavingI have officially finished my duties here in <span style="color: red;">Mexico</span> as a teacher to young children. Am I sad? More than anything. Am I ready to leave? Not really. Will I come back someday? Absolutely! I have grown to love this culture, and everything I have experienced for the past four months I have been here. Don't get me wrong, some of the things I would have never gotten used to, and I am glad that I will not have to deal with things like that anymore. Most of the things that I experienced was <span style="color: blue;">good</span>, just plain ole' <span style="color: purple;">good</span>. I have enjoyed everything that I was faced with including the happy, the sad, the hard, and the terrible. I know those experiences have made me a stronger person, and I finally feel like I can carry my own being. I don't need to rely on others anymore. I have become more <span style="color: red;">independent</span>, <span style="color: #274e13;">smart</span>, and <span style="color: #0c343d;">patient</span>. I would also love to think that I have become more <span style="color: purple;">selfless</span>, although I have improved, I still have a ways to go!<br />
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Looking back to where I have been, I can see improvement in myself. Let's take a flashback through Sophia's life shall we? Age 15. Middle school. Kinda OCD. I was terrified of people as a child. That sounds super <span style="color: #674ea7;">weird</span>, but it is the truth. I never liked being in a crowd, and when I was, I was looking at the fastest way to escape it. Who would have known that I would end up in Mexico? Living with strangers, not being able to understand, or speak their countries language. Getting lost for 5 hours in the <span style="color: blue;">Mexico City</span> airport, and being able to stay calm because I knew with a <span style="color: red;">certainty unfeigned</span> that that was where I was supposed to be in life. Me, who was <span style="color: #073763;">afraid </span>to walk into Wal Mart by myself because I was afraid something bad would happen. Me, who always wanted to travel, but never thinking I could because I was too afraid of the world. <br />
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I checked my luggage for the first time in my life by myself. I went through <span style="color: #ea9999;">customs</span> for the first time in my life all by myself. I lived in Mexico, and I still live to tell the tale. One's capacity, and overall growth is something that can never be underestimated. Don't get me wrong, you don't grow by doing things by yourself, because the <span style="color: #6fa8dc;">people</span> I have met have been a huge part of that change that has happened inside me.<br />
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I once was talking about going on an 18 month <span style="color: #38761d;">mission</span> for my <span style="color: #cc0000;">church</span> with a woman who I whom I will call my older <span style="color: #660000;">sister</span>. During our conversation, I said something along the lines of, "If I go on a mission, I know that it will help me become a better person." Her response. "Ya know, I don't think that you are seeing yourself clearly. I think that <span style="color: #741b47;">you</span> will help lots of other people become better by going on a mission." Honestly, I never understood her response until now. I now can make some sense of it, now that I have been in <span style="color: #351c75;">service</span> to others. The whole time I was focused on what a mission could do for me personally, and not about my <span style="color: #7f6000;">abilities</span> in actually helping others. That's the whole point of service, yeah? You go for others, and you <span style="color: #4c1130;">magically</span> find yourself while doing so. <span class="userContent"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Mahatma Gandhi</span> once said, “The best way to find yourself is to lose yourself in the service of others.”</span> I totally believe it.<br />
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I never thought that I would end up here, but I am beyond blessed to have done so. Service is the <span style="color: orange;"><span style="color: #134f5c;">ultimate</span> </span>act of <span style="color: #741b47;">Christ's</span> love for us. It doesn't mean that you have to leave your country to do so. The amazing thing about service is that it is <span style="color: #3d85c6;">universal</span>. No matter where you are, there is always someone that needs a <span style="color: #cc0000;">smile</span>, a <span style="color: #660000;">hug</span>, or kind words of <span style="color: #20124d;">affection</span>. Service in small doses can yield huge effects. <br />
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As my story here comes to a close, I can say that my time here has been well spent. My life has changed from, "some day I think" to "one day I will." Life is but an adventure, and I am ready to go wherever <span style="color: purple;">Heavenly Father</span> sends me next. <span style="color: #073763;"><span style="color: #7f6000;">My <i>footprints </i>have officially left Mexican soil. Welcome back America. </span> </span><span style="color: #cc0000;"><span class="text" id="ctl00_main_organicResults_results_ctl00_text"></span></span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17756724399427720025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911325078579758065.post-81244150099873925502012-12-10T21:16:00.000-07:002012-12-10T21:17:12.436-07:00Hi, My Name is WalterToday has been so full of different emotions, I don't know what my body wants me to feel right now. I printed off the last alphabet worksheets ever. Here. In Mexico. For some reason I feel like it went by too fast, but when I think about it; I feel like I have done so much, and feels like I have been here years. It either went by fast, or slow right? But my mind is telling me that both have happened all at the same time, and I have a hard time grasping the concept of everything right now. I will be home in 10 days. Panic mode is just starting. <br />
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Today I feel like I did so much, and am exhausted by all of it. It actually started at 4 o'clock this morning when I was awoken by horrible dreams. One had to do with old women in their underwear...on a bridge. Not a regular bridge, but one of those wooden, swingy bridges that lets you go from one side of a mountain to another. I don't know why my mind chooses crazy, super random things to dream of at night, but sometimes I wish that it would just rest in peace. Half naked, elderly women was not how I wanted to start my day!<br />
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After I finally got a few hours of shut eye, I went to the school to clean. I cleaned the kitchen cabinets, and disinfected the cupboards. By the time I finished I had to go to the grocery store to get things for my lesson. I made yogurt parfaits with the children, and they liked them! I am loving this whole, "teaching English while cooking," tidbit. I don't like it, I LOVE it! (as the kids would say :)<br />
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I took a break from the cleaning to check my e-mail, and I got an message from Argentina. (Probably the highlight of every Monday) But he told me a story of how he saw an elderly woman get trapped by a bus door, and how she was hitting the bus with her cane to get the bus to stop. Poor woman. I may have chuckled at my mental image, not gonna lie, but she did survive, no worries. :) Not sure what it is with old women today, but they sure are making an appearance!<br />
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Before I knew it, it was time to teach, and I was ready! Except for the fact that parents could come in and watch today...uh oh. This was kinda stressful, won't lie about that either. It all worked out in the midst of craziness between moving from this room to that one, and forgetting my charts, and my token bag...but we all survived!!<br />
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In my BR class (no parents watching this class) we went over the letter W, and I had the kids name off some words they knew that started with that letter. Well as I was going around the room, I get to Marco (definitely one of the brightest children I have met) and he says, "Hello, teacher Sophia Banuelos my name is Walter." I burst out laughing, and before you know it, the whole class is laughing. :P I called him Walter throughout the remaining class time, and he just giggled, and giggled every time I did. I will miss those children's laughter that is for sure!<br />
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In my last class of the day, as mentioned I forgot my token chart in another room, and I was kinda panicky because the parents were watching this time. Well, I had to go get it, I kinda had no choice so I said, "I am going to go get the token chart, I will be back in 5 seconds!" Then they started counting as I ran out of the room, and grabbed my chart. When I came back they were like, "Teacher, you took 17 seconds!" :P<br />
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My conclusions for the day: My crazy, super random, clean, hilarious, laughter filled life is good, and boy will I miss it when I leave... Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17756724399427720025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911325078579758065.post-66216369807118051482012-12-07T17:32:00.000-07:002012-12-07T17:32:34.916-07:00Part 2: You Know You are in Mexico When: You know you are in Mexico when:<br />
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43- The cockroaches look like walking Twinkies...If only hostess didn't go out of business.<br />
44- You hear people say, "Tamale, tamale, tamale," on speakers riding their bicycles (with pots full of tamales in the front basket.) Honestly, it just cracks me up. :P<br />
45- Guys go, "Ch, ch, ch," at you all the time. Do I look like a dog? <br />
46- Carpet doesn't exist. It's either tile, or concrete.<br />
47- Women carry like 3 basket full of tortillas around all day. Some even have children cradled on the front...that is what you call hard labor.<br />
48- You see mice running around outside of the school. They are super small, and cute. I could only imagine how annoying they are though. <br />
49- The garbage trucks say, "Mama! Saca la basura!!" Bahahaha!<br />
50- There are AMAZING bread shops on every corner. I am obsessed.<br />
51- The tacos put American one's to shame. You don't know a taco til you've been to Mexico.<br />
52- Milk comes in a box, not a jug.<br />
53- You trip on all the broken sidewalks, and almost break your face.<br />
54- You can take siestas on the grass outside, and get tan from the sun...in December.<br />
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Oh Mexico....I'm glad I got to know you.<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17756724399427720025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911325078579758065.post-20880052315706192692012-11-30T20:54:00.002-07:002012-11-30T20:54:24.498-07:00"An Attitude of Graditude"I have been blessed to be born into this crazy, awe-inspiring world! Sometimes, because of all the bad things that are constantly coming up in everyone's everyday life, it is hard to be grateful for the small and simple things that Heavenly Father wanted us to take joy in...well at least that is the case for me. I just want to share my 30 days of gratitude, even though I know that 30 days is a dust particle of all that I really have been given. <br />
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1- I am firstly (is that even a word?) grateful for my crazy family! They are amazing, and I wouldn't be where I am without them. (Sounds like what everyone says when they win an award on TV or something...well I totally win with my family!)<br />
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2- I am especially grateful for my baby brother J.R. He has taught me patience, love, and the real meaning of loving kindness.<br />
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3- The gospel of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. Anything, and everything it teaches I LOVE!<br />
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4- Jesus Christ. He loves me so much that he died for me. I want to be just like him when I grow up.<br />
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5- Prayer. Knowing that I can talk about anything with my Father in Heaven is absolutely amazing, and priceless.<br />
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7- Hymns. Being able to sing songs that help me feel the spirit is something that find myself doing a lot.<br />
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8- Laughter. I think that one is pretty much self explanatory. :D<br />
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9- Smiles. I just love to see people's teeth no matter what color or shape they are!<br />
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10- Selfless people. Because without them, and their examples, I would be a lost cause.<br />
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11- Children. They are perfect, why wouldn't I love them?<br />
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12- A country where I can live freely, and everyone who has sacrificed so much to make it that way. I love America!<br />
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13- I am grateful for the knowledge I have of eternal life.<br />
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14- I am grateful that I will one day be able to be sealed eternally with my family, so that I can spend forever with them. Cause let's face it, a lifetime is simply not enough.<br />
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15- I am grateful that I have the opportunity to repent of my sins. But mostly grateful for Jesus Christ for atoning for them.<br />
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16- An amazing host family that has graciously opened their home for me to live in.<br />
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17- The laughter and jokes that my host family has shared with me.<br />
*(Fireworks outside)<br />
Me- What was that?!<br />
Host dad- The start of World War III. :P<br />
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18- Service. Cause serving others helps you find well....you.<br />
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19- I am grateful for good food, and even food that makes me want to hurl (AKA Carrots). Cause I know someone out there would be more than grateful to get just a bite of what I eat. <br />
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20- I am grateful for the act of improvement. Looking back on my life, I am so happy that I have been able to take small steps towards becoming an independent daughter of God. <br />
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21- The sun. I just love being able to still feel the sun in November, and having a million different tan lines. <br />
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22- Missionary work. Without this, I would really be a lost cause. I am grateful for those who are willing to serve 1 1/2 to 2 years of their life in service to Heavenly Father, by bringing others to know the happiness of the gospel.<br />
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23- The smell of shampoo, perfume, and cologne. Sounds weird, but I will leave it at that.<br />
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24- The sound of rain. <br />
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25- I love that Heavenly Father has given us beautiful things to look at (Ex. Mountains, Waterfalls, Hills, Caves, Forests, Animals...what isn't beautiful that he has made?)<br />
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26- Friends. I may not have many, but so blessed to have the amazing ones that I was blessed to meet in this life!! <br />
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27- I am grateful for a body that can walk, talk, and see. <br />
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28- I am grateful for hand written letters, e-mail, and cell phones. <br />
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29- I am grateful for the priesthood that has blessed me so much in my life. <br />
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30- I am beyond grateful for the ability to travel and see the world! Mexico is just the start of my adventures to say the least... Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17756724399427720025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911325078579758065.post-59311415376006437282012-11-28T09:49:00.000-07:002012-11-28T09:49:31.059-07:00Oh the Places You'll See, and the Things You'll Do!!The good thing about living in Mexico is that they have holidays like every three weeks. So since they have holidays, that means that we get many three/four day weekends. With this time, we spend it traveling and seeing our new country. :) I had the opportunity to see many new places and things, more than my host family I am living with now has seen. It is kinda weird cause I have seen more of Mexico than they have, although they have experienced it longer than me. I am beyond blessed to have had an opportunity to do so! Since our last vacation was this week, I can tell you everywhere I have been. Here's the list:<br />
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Places vacationed and lived:<br />
1- Puerto Escondido<br />
2- Tuxtla Gutierrez<br />
3- San Cristobal de las Casas<br />
4- Palenque<br />
5- Villahermosa<br />
6- Puebla<br />
7- Cholula <br />
7- Cuetzalan<br />
8- Taxco<br />
9- Guernavaca<br />
10- Oaxaca<br />
11- Mexico City (to and from airports) <br />
12- Tehuacan!<br />
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Some places I've visited:<br />
- Teotihuacan (Ruins)<br />
-Also ruins in Cholula, and Palenque<br />
- Canon del Sumidero (Ziplined through their forest, I REALLY want to go back!)<br />
- Between 20-30 churches<br />
- Las Grutas de Cacahuamilpa (Caves)<br />
-Cascadas/waterfalls <br />
- Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints Temple in Oaxaca :)<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Miles traveled by bus- Approximately 2,760 miles</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><b>-</b></span>This doesn't include Kombis, or taxi's...WOW!<br />
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math, I calculated my miles walked to and from school each day. Now we
didn't have school on the weekends, but I still had to walk to church on
Sundays which is a little farther than the school. The walk to school
was 1.5 miles...then the walk back was the same, so we'll say I walked
an average of 3 miles everyday. Saturdays our group usually did
something, or we were on vacation and I am sure that we walked way more
than 3 miles each day. So here is what it boils down to:<br />
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127 days in Mexico + 3 miles walked everyday=give or take a little would be...<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">381 MILES WALKED BY FOOT.</span> That's a lotta walkin'!<br />
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Prices for all this traveling= For everything that I have bought, places I have visited, and food I have eaten, I have spent about $700 USD. Bus tickets cost the most, and took about 3/4 of that total. <br />
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Movies I've seen: (in theaters)<br />
- Taken 2<br />
- Hotel Transylvania<br />
- The newest Bourne Movie, whatever it is called.<br />
- Breaking Dawn Parte 2<br />
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Skype calls from family- 0</div>
Skype calls from friends- 0<br />
Phone calls made/received- 0<br />
Text Messages sent/received- 0<br />
-Am I a popular person or what!?<br />
*I did receive many emails, one package, one letter, one birthday card, and I am beyond blessed for them! :)<br />
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Times I've cried- 2<br />
- One was at the superb Relief Society broadcast we had this semester, and the other is the day I will have to say goodbye to all the amazing people I have met. (I have come close SO many times though.)<br />
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Times I have gotten lost...<br />
- The first time I got lost was my very first day in Mexico. I landed in the Mexico City airport, went through customs, grabbed my luggage, and was lost for 5 hours after that. I was on the verge of tears, but I knew that I was going to be ok. I finally found the other girls, and did a celebratory leap inside my soul. <br />
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- The second time was my second day in Tehuacan. I had to walk to school with a crappy map, and a good sense of direction. Considering I had only seen the city once, (in a car) I was for sure lost....for an hour and a half. I'm not really sure how I found the school, but I thank God that he helped me! <br />
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- Cholula- Since there are 7 teachers, we have to take 2 taxi cabs when we travel. This time, we somehow got split up, and ended up in different parts of town. It was an experience, and a fun one at that. <br />
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- Every other place we vacationed for that matter! Getting lost is just something you have to be prepared for in another country. Keep a calm mind, say a few prayers, and know that there is ALWAYS someone there to help you. <br />
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Things I have craved:<br />
- Big Macs. Big Macs. Big Macs. And real Italian spaghetti. They do have Big Macs here, but not Italian spaghetti. :/ <br />
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Other random things-<br />
- I haven't been home sick at all since I have been here. Being at college for 6 months prepared me way beyond what I could have imagined. Four months here, isn't bad at all. And besides, you can find family in any country you live in. <br />
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- I have taught over 100 kids English while I have been here, and have loved every single one of them. Even if they chose to climb bookcases, and stick the garbage can on top of it. I should've got a picture of that!<br />
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- There was this one time, (while 5 teachers witnessed a robbery at gunpoint, and bribing police officers in Mexico City) Janessa and I had to squish 5 classes into 2. That was interesting, but glad the others made it back in time for our 6-8 class. :) (Did I mention that they are all fine, and will live to tell awesome stories one day. :)<br />
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I cannot begin express how grateful I am for the life I have been given to serve those in another country. I cannot believe that I only have 3 weeks left! Time has flown by so fast. I know I will blink, and will be standing in the airport not ready to leave behind those that I have grown to love here. I know that I must move on though. I may be leaving, but that does not mean I will forget. Remember when I said that I have only cried twice here...well make it three. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17756724399427720025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911325078579758065.post-89332209532887277692012-11-24T21:05:00.002-07:002012-11-24T21:05:28.367-07:00I Love HikingWell, while the other teachers are enjoying themselves in good ole Mexico City, Janessa and I stayed behind to explore what our home town, Tehuacán had to offer. First, we started off by getting tortas at her house. They really are the best in the whole city! After our stop we walked the 2.3 miles to San Lorenzo. :) Here they have awesome hot springs that we went to for my birthday, but little did we know they had a hiking trail as well. In the beginning, what we really wanted to do was hike "honor mountain," or the mountain with the cross at the top of it. However, we were told by every person we talked to that going by ourselves was dangerous, and not a smart thing to do. We were advised to go to San Lorenzo and hike there. Well, that is exactly what we did!!<br />
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When we got to San Lorenzo we realized we didn't really know where the trail was, so we just walked towards what we thought was the way and came upon this street.<br />
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We finally got to this little town, and asked a little boy if he knew where the trail was. He just pointed back to where we were, and said it was back that way...</div>
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So we made the hike back! It was really dusty, and in the more poor part of town. It had potential for beauty, but just hadn't made it that far yet. </div>
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When we got back to where we started we talked, and when I say we, I mean Janessa talked to a woman to ask where the trail was. She said that it was too dangerous, and that tours of the trail are only given on Sunday. We were like, "alright," and started to go find it anyways. Go figure. :P But we did come upon this ginormous tree that was so stinkin' cool!<br />
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After our awesome tree experience, we went to finally find this trail! And we did. It was like a whole two steps to where we were. :P We ascended, and ascended...<br />
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To finally find some cactus.</div>
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And some wheat/weed lookin' things.</div>
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I really loved the look of the stuff, so I joined it in a photo. :D<br />
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The hike was fun, but more deserty than I was expecting. It kept going around, but we finally stopped when we saw caution tape around some cactus. It was there for a reason, yeah? On our way back we came upon a cross. It may have been the one we searched out from the beginning, but honestly, we may never know. <br />
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This is the city I live in, viewed from the top!</div>
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That about ended our hike, so we descended, and descended all the way to the mall that is. There we bought tickets for "Amanecer Parte 2," also known as "Breaking Dawn Part 2." It was Laugh Out Loud FUNNY. The action part was awesome, but I don't get the whole generated baby thing. That was just weird. It was a good movie, and glad it gave me some good laughs. :) We also came upon the best Christmas tree I have ever seen.<br />
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It was so big, and beautiful! The sign next to it said, "Keep calm, and learn English." Yessssssss!<br />
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That my friend's is how I spent my Saturday. I came home, ate some awesome food, then went upstairs to watch a salsa concert on TV with my host dad. Then he's all like, "Get up." I was like, "Uhhhhh. I can't dance!" An hour later ladies and gents, I am doing salsa all around the living room. :) It was a fun day, night, and three more Saturday's that my small feet will enjoy in Mexico. <br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17756724399427720025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911325078579758065.post-7587259821690388692012-11-22T21:11:00.001-07:002012-11-22T21:11:08.600-07:00A Day in a Life of...Me.So with my new schedule change, which would have been like 3 weeks ago, I am now a full time teacher at Heslington. That means I teach from 4-8 o'clock at night. I have known these children the longest, since I have been with them for a longer period of time, so I have had many magical moments that just make me happy to be here. We get to make fun stuff, and play awesome games; I am grateful to have met every single one of them. So let me just show you some awesome pictures of our adventures together. First, just a FEW of the things we have done:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Spider webs...one of my favorite days. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Puppets with huge foreheads.<span style="color: blue;"> <span style="color: black;">:P</span></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Slingshots with a bulls-eye. It reminded the kids of Angry Birds. :P</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So my mom sent these really cool erasers to me, and I gave them to my classes. I had them make my mom thank-you cards that I sent to her. They were adorable, and made her day! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here we made a scale, and were weighing different things. I happened to have wood pieces on hand, and this is what they decided to do with them. :)</td></tr>
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<br />So my home group, which is the class that you end with at the end of the two hours (well in most cases, but I won't get into specifics) but in this class I pretty much teach the alphabet. Honestly, in the beginning I was a little scared, but it actually has turned out to be one of my favorite classes! I love my group, and did I mention they love to sing? <br />
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Videos are awesome right? Well then let me just show you this awesomeness that happens in my group. Check it.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One thing I did for a gym activity was a mix between volleyball and tennis. I called it "volleybennis." :P The kids thought it was hilarious!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So let me tell ya a story. There once was a Friday when only 6 kids showed up. Then we watched a movie. The end. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We had a lot of fun, and a nice relaxing night!</td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17756724399427720025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911325078579758065.post-24375303354396002732012-11-19T08:36:00.000-07:002012-11-19T08:37:30.455-07:00You Know Your in Mexico When...Now that I have lived in Mexico for 3 months, there are things that I have had to get used to. Even though I still have another month here, I am pretty sure I have experienced much of good ole Mexico. Here are the first 42 I thought of.<br />
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1- You eat lunch as your big meal at 2 or 3 then eat a small dinner at 8 or 9. (Usually cereal or yogurt...but thankfully my family feeds me well beyond that!)<br />
2- You can hear guys whistling at you from a block away.<br />
3- People stare at you, and yell "Guera, Guera!"<br />
4- People just plain stare at you.<br />
5- You get stopped a minimum of three times a day to talk to random strangers, just because you are white. (Luckily I don't have as big a problem with this one.)<br />
6- You see stray dogs, but never ones that want to eat you.<br />
7- You can buy an awesome 3 course lunch for 30 pesos...which is $2.27 in USD's. (The food is just really good, and cheap!)<br />
8- You get used to the zing of spicy food.<br />
9- You hear Gangnam Style at least once every block.<br />
10- Guys follow you home. (Luckily it hasn't happened to me yet....knock on wood.)<br />
11- Guys follow you on their motorcycles, and ask you if you want to go somewhere with them. (Unfortunately, this has happened.)<br />
12- You carry your keys in your hands at night, just in case you need to take a stab at a jugular.<br />
13- You see people sweeping the sidewalks outside.<br />
14- It floods when it rains.<br />
15- You travel by bus, kombi, or taxi EVERYWHRE. You walk ALL the time too. <br />
16- You see Yacult drinks everywhere. They are pretty good!<br />
17- Your hot water is semi warm, and you are oh so grateful for it.<br />
18- You can smell a guys cologne from a block up.<br />
19- You see high school couples kissing everywhere. <br />
20- You are awoken at 5 in the morning by a serenata.<br />
21- You have the high school bands play multiple times down your street every holiday.<br />
22- You have a maid to clean your house. (Although, definitely not every household has one, but not something I was expecting when I got here.)<br />
23- Older men ask you to be their girlfriend.<br />
24- Guys always say, "I'm a good guy.".....yeah right.<br />
25- When Facebook, officially becomes just Face.<br />
26- You eat fruit everyday because that's what's cheap, and delicious.<br />
27- You crave BigMacs...but maybe that is just a personal problem.<br />
28- You freak out when you hear other people speak English...it's just not a common occurrence. <br />
29- You see graffiti all over the walls.<br />
30- Everything is locked up to the maximum...I need two keys to get into my house.<br />
31- You can't drink the water.<br />
32- You can't flush the toilet paper in the toilet. At least we don't have squatters. Oh, the things I am grateful for!<br />
33- You have to go to 5 different stores to buy your fruits, your meat, your makeup, your clothes, your automotive supplies, and your paper. <br />
34- You hear, "do, do, dodoo, do do doo, do do da. El Gas, Gas Oriente!" The down side is, is that it is not the ice cream truck, it is the gas truck. They are everywhere, and you hear them on the daily.<br />
35- You hear everyone playing their music out loud. They literally take huge speakers outside, and blast it.<br />
36- It's never just....quiet.<br />
37- People honk their horns all the time...even for reasons unknown.<br />
38- The legal drinking age is 18, not 21.<br />
39- No one hardly smokes cigarettes which is awesome. <br />
40- The kids here are hilarious!<br />
41- You see mountains and nature that take your breath away.<br />
42- When all the bad gets outweighed by the good!!! <br />
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And this is just a slight list! Even though some of these things are a nuisance, I really love living here! It has been a great experience, and I am ready to live this next month awesomely cause I know I will miss it dearly when I leave. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17756724399427720025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911325078579758065.post-63878062891635936892012-11-15T10:40:00.000-07:002012-11-15T10:40:16.654-07:00No EndThis morning I was listening to music on my computer, and this one song that I love very much started playing. It was one of those morning where I put it on repeat, and listened to it for hours. Well, what is the song you ask? It is actually a hymn called, "If You Could Hie to Kolob." In the 4th and 5th verses it names many things that are endless from eternity to eternity. These things will exist forever and ever, and that just boggles my mind sometimes. I am comforted however, by the thought of amazing things going on forever, from generation to generation. I just love it, and have a testimony that it does exist. The world is just too big to keep it to yourself. <br />
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So after our hours of fun at this lovely place, we headed home only this time on foot. We walk everywhere here, and it was actually an enjoyable walk. We came upon the arches of Tehuacan, so we took pictures from the bridge above the road. It was pretty high up. <br />
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We got a good view!<br />
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The variety was awesome too!<br />
Big, medium, small, and Frankenstein. :p<br />
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"Happy Birthday Miss Sophia. You are the funniest teacher and the best teacher of the year for me."...The funny thing about this one is that Miss Cassie teaches this child Elementary, (I don't teach elementary, except once kinda, sorta) but I don't ever recall seeing this Eduardo (I think that's his name anyways)...but thanks for the compliments man! :p<br />
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See what I mean?? Aren't they great!? And I have them to look at for the rest of my life. I love these children, I know I've said it like a million times, but it's so true! I also love the teachers that put it all together! It was the best birthday I have ever had, no exaggeration needed. :) Thank you times a million for the laughs, amazing times, and memories peeps! :) Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17756724399427720025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911325078579758065.post-11723289834941416912012-11-12T09:55:00.000-07:002012-11-12T09:58:24.476-07:00One Happy Week!Birthday weeks are my favorite weeks, that is until I get to be like 50"ish" give or take a few. This past birthday week was really awesome, and one that I wouldn't mind reliving! The first most precious thing that happened was on, I do believe Wednesday; I was given a very special gift. Now this boy in my Basic Reading class is the cutest little boy, and he loves to talk like me. For example, every time I say, "Good Job!" he says it exactly just the way I do, with the correct pronunciation, tone, and everything. He is a cutie. His name is Jose, and he is just the happiest little fella I have ever seen. Every time I see him, he is either 1- smiling from ear to ear, or 2- coming at ya for a hug. :) He has all this happy energy, I feel he doesn't know what to do with it all except squeeze it all out through hugs.<br />
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Well, on Wednesday he came into my class and was like, "Miss Sophie! Miss Sophie!" and he handed me this flower he made in Miss Janessa's class. Now this isn't unusual considering the kids will give you anything they make because they either don't like it, or they don't want to carry it around to every class. Well he kept on saying, "I made this for you! I made this for you!" I didn't really think that he made it for me, but there was a little note that sure enough said, "To Mis Sofi." :) I was so excited when I read that! He made my day a million times better through this huge act of giving, and that made my birthday week that much better. :)<br />
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When I got home that night, sitting on my desk were these purple flowers. I have no idea what they are called or where they came from, but all I know was that they were beautiful! So they showed up at the perfect time for me to add one more little yellow one to the mix. I got a little camera happy as usual, but here they are!<br />
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-After the events of "awesome" took place, Thursday came. Now on this day I didn't have to start teaching until 4, and I had loads of laundry to get done to last through the week, so guess what I ended up doing? Laundry. Now I was happy to do my laundry because I would actually have clothes to wear, and it gives me something to do at home besides blog, so this was a good thing. Well I have to wait for my maid to get to our house in the morning because the words on the washer are in Spanish, and you have to do something confusing that I just haven't figured out yet, so I started my first load around 9:30 in the morning. Well little did I know that my maid's 4 year old daughter was sick that day, and she joined her mama at our house. I could tell that she really wanted to talk to me when she was laying right in my bedroom door way on a ton of pillows staring at me while I was on my bed.<br />
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So I pulled up some YouTube Disney movies, and invited her to watch Lion King 3 with me. She was happy that she was watching a movie, but kinda got restless and started asking me who everyone was in the movie. I didn't really understand her a whole lot because I'm pretty sure she told me that she painted her hair orange once, which didn't really make a whole lot of sense to me. :p About 30 minutes into the movie she kept on asking me if I had, "Blanca Nieve," or Snow White. I wasn't sure, but I found it! We only watched like 10 minutes of it before she started asking me all of these questions again. I am not sure what she was talking about, but I always replied with a, "Yeah. Yes. Oh!" or, "Cool." :p She didn't seem to mind at all. Somehow though, we started surfing my Facebook page, and she was excited to see that she was on my profile picture. So we were like lets take pictures! We had fun, probably more me than she, but who cares about that. :)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We brought Scooby Doo into the picture.</td></tr>
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After our photo shoot, she helped me put away my clothes. Everything she would had me out of my basket to put away she would hold up to her and say something along the lines of, "Does this look good? How bout this one, and this one, this one...." It was funny, especially when she got to my bra. Yeah, I didn't know what to say about that one, so I laughed and took it away from her. :p I really have come to love this little child a lot.<br />
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-Fridays are usually really fun, considering that is when we have our culture classes. Our culture guide's name is Irma. She is really funny, and has an interesting fashion. This Friday we went to a cactus plantation, that was like a 15-20 minute drive from Tehuacan. I wasn't expecting too much from the trip, but it was more impressive than I had thought it would be! It's pretty much how I pictured all of Mexico from the beginning, but I am oh so glad to have proved myself wrong. It was pretty, but not something I would enjoy living in. Here are some photos of our trip:<br />
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It really was beautiful! I must say that I had one great time this past week, and the events leading up to my birthday. My birthday was a blast, but I will write about that one later. :) Until then....do something fun!<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17756724399427720025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911325078579758065.post-74836284687711086082012-11-08T09:39:00.000-07:002012-11-08T09:40:09.566-07:00Missionary WorkMissionary work is one thing that I admire greatly in this world. I mean, if it wasn't for the missionaries, I wouldn't be where I am today, and that thought alone scares me. I am blessed to be a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints going on....2007....+ 5 years.....which would make 6 years now! Holy Hannah that is a long time!! ;P Those 6 years have been the best years of my life, and I will tell ya it wasn't easy. And to think that it all started out with two lovely ladies; women who were willing to put their lives on hold for a year and a half to serve the person that meant the most to them in their lives: Jesus Christ. I could never show enough gratitude to all the missionaries that have taught me and my family throughout the course of those 6 years. <br />
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This past conference, the Prophet Thomas S. Monson made a worldwide announcement that would change missionary work forever. He said that effective immediately, young men will get to start their missions at the age of 18 instead of the old age of 19. ;) Young women will also get to serve sooner, the age dropping two years from 21 to 19. From what I have heard from a friend the number of mission applications went up 471%! How big of a blessing is that!? I mean the more missionaries in the world, the more happiness they can send to people all around the world. Drinking alcohol, drug abuse, swearing, premarital sex, and discrimination sometimes gets a rap of a certain type of happiness, but it's not. In a world full of temptation, it's hard to stay on the straight and narrow path, but it's possible! Who's to say you are weak? Who's to say you can't? It's possible. The happiness of Jesus Christ is the best happiness there is, and he is there to help you every step of the way. Find the missionaries and talk to them..bam, BaM, and BAM!! :)<br />
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Alright, I will get off of my soapbox now and talk about this awesome person named Aaron. He is serving a mission in Argentina, and has been out for almost exactly one year. I'm so proud of him, and his accomplishments! He wrote me once, and told me about a speaker he had in the Missionary Training Center and his thoughts on the talk. Well he mentioned an apple, and it's seeds. He said that you can count the number of seeds in an apple, but you can't count the number of apples in a seed. My interpretation of the whole thing was that everyone has seeds, but when you plant the seed of love of the gospel in someone else then you don't know how far that love will go. I am glad that he shared this with me, cause I have thought a lot about what it meant, and even though he may have got something different out of it, I'm glad that I have the ability to spread love of Christ to others. So you don't have to be a missionary to share the gospel with others, but simply love the gospel enough to share it. Of course this is no excuse not to go on a mission!! I mean check out all the things you get to see...<br />
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If you go to Argentina you can see awesome monkey's wandering the streets...although this one looks like a gorilla. ;P<br />
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You get to see awesome green leaves, and trees and stuff.<br />
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You get to hold small monkey's that pee on you...oh and make kids smile. :)<br />
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And you get to teach people the gospel EVERY DAY!!...and of course be a huge part of their baptism. :)<br />
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So missionary work is fantastic! It too is really hard, especially when you are in a foreign country. Your kinda like well how do you know? Well I had the opportunity to serve a mini mission in Nashville, TN when I was 16. It was the hardest, most awesome thing I have ever done in my life. I was set apart as a missionary of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, and was dropped off with my two companions Sister Blackham, and Sister Austin. They were some of the best teachers in the world, just saying. :) I too met awesome people...<br />
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I have to say that I forgot her name,but she is the kindest woman I have ever known. She told us a story, where she once had 10 pairs of socks, well when she thought about it she didn't need 10 pairs of socks, she only needed 7 for each day of the week. So she said she gave the rest away to someone who needed them. How blessed I am to have met someone so giving! I was also the first Mexican to ever hug her...she said so herself. :P<br />
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This family was really awesome, and she was a great cook! Beautiful children too!<br />
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We got to do a lot more than I thought a missionary could do. For example:<br />
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Sit in a ginormous rocking chair. It was probably big enough I could use it for a bed. :) <br />
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Visit the Factory, and talk to the old man who worked in the wood store. He was very kind, and a very knowledgeable aged man. <br />
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Buy a sword: Sister Austin<br />
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Buy a Nerf Gun: Me :)<br />
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What did we do with them you ask? Well that is for us to know, and you to maybe find out. Let's just say it involved the dogs, shelter, and lots of fun. :)<br />
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Throw gang signs up in the street because we arrived at home 15 minutes early. It's what you do when you have extra time yo. :P <br />
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And of course bike ALLLLLLL the way to church my last Sunday there. I thought I was going to die. I also thought I was going to kill the people driving cars, for showing too much thigh for my liking. It's hard to keep a skirt down when you are riding a bike too big for your small legs. I literally had to JUMP off when we stopped. Can you imagine a small Mexican riding an over sized bike with a helmet that looked like a turtle shell on her head, jumping on and off bikes, and struggling to keep her dress down. My companion Sister Austin had on a slip that was pretty long so she let me wear it. We changed behind the church, when we were leaving to go back home. Needless to say, it didn't help too much. It is hilarious now that I think about it, but not so much in the moment! ;P Fun times, fun times!<br />
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I also can't forget how we celebrated Sister Austin's 6 month mark. We burned nylons, and socks. That my friends was a fun night. Check her face. :) <br />
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We make funny faces too! My name tag is different from all the others, because when they ordered mine, they ordered an elders slider tag. Since I didn't have pockets on my shirts we had to improvise. So tape, and marker did extremely well in my time of need. I also have two name tags now, that I love a lot. :)<br />
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I had one priceless time serving the Lord, and I grew so much more than I ever thought I could. Since I had only been a member a short time, my knowledge of the Book of Mormon was limited, but one thing I did have was a testimony. I cried once because I really had no idea of what to say, and I felt bad, but my companions assured me that everything was going to be ok. I got yelled at by this elderly man in the street, and I got a door slammed in my face. Was I sad? Of course! I didn't understand their reasoning behind their actions, but I still knew that Heavenly Father loved them. That meant that I had to try extra hard to do the same. Loving people who do you wrong is hard, but hating them is even harder. Living life with grudges is no way to live, so forgiveness and love are all important to our overall well being.<br />
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I have loved the time that I had to serve people, and sharing my testimony with them. I hope to continue doing the same. Maybe not with a tag, or with a skirt on, but with love. Always with love. Love for people, love for the gospel, love for Heavenly Father, and the special art of loving those for who they are. Missionary work is important, so let's do the best we can to keep it above and beyond it's potential. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17756724399427720025noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911325078579758065.post-3648634182564106212012-11-06T10:35:00.002-07:002012-11-06T10:35:47.338-07:00Nuns and Caves are the Perfect CombinationAfter our awesome Halloween party, the next day we said HELLLLLLLO to Taxco, Mexico. The trip there was kinda sucky, but not at the same time. You see, we spend a great deal of time on buses here, considering that is the main transportation in Mexico. So first we had to go to Puebla which is a two hour drive, then from Puebla to Cuernavaca. That bus ride was 3 hours. :/ This bus ride was the most different because of the bus itself. It was a superturismo bus, which sounds kinda fancy in Spanish if I do say so myself. You kinda get super touristy from it right? Well, super nice it was! Check it.<br />
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The seats were the comfiest chair I have ever sat in! They were like recliners. I am always grateful for leg rests, cause my legs have a hard time reaching the floor most of the time, and it's so uncomfortable. The extra price was worth it...but once was enough for all of us. :)<br />
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The ticket we bought said, "boxed lunch," included. Well this is what our lunch consisted of. :/ Not my ideal lunch, more of a snack if I do say to myself. It didn't even come in a box, it came in a bag. That was probably more disappointing that spilling my coke on my pants. :/ Even on vacations things go wrong!<br />
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Kaylie was super excited about our small sodas....It cracked me up. :)<br />
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After our bus ride to Cuernavaca, we got on another not as nice bus to Taxco. We arrived at like 8ish I do believe. So when we got there, we went straight to where we were staying. You will never guess where we stayed. That's right at a monastery. <br />
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They had little orphans running around everywhere. I was really happy that they had good food, and a warm place to sleep at night. I would someday like to run my own orphanage. It will totally come true one day. :) <br />
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I almost forgot one important part of the whole trip though! Before we arrived at the nuns, we had like an hour to chill in Cuernavaca, so we wandered the streets to pass time. Well we came upon a lot of people dressing for some big occasion. This occasion we would later find out was a parade. The parade looked super cool, and the people dressed up in really cool costumes. <br />
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In liked these costumes The hair on the man not so much. :/<br />
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Well about 5 minutes of walking along the parade this creepy thing dressed in a costume comes and crabs my arm. He just kinda broke all rules for me. First, guys don't just crab at me. And second, guys in mask especially don't grab at me. Well when I said no, and screamed him off, he went for one of the other teachers. Before I know it, all the other teachers are in the streets dancing with these "things." Their masks consisted of these long nose things, which looked kinda creepy. <br />
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They were kinda clingy, especially Miss Madi's "thing." Not gonna lie, I kinda wanted to punch him in the face for her. <br />
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So yeah, back on track, after one night at the monastery we went to visit some caves about an hour and half away. It was soooooo cool!!! I really loved going caving in Mexico. Here are some pictures from the tour:<br />
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They had a bathroom that they made inside the cave. It was cool, but it smelled really bad. The experience was one in a lifetime I'm sure though. <br />
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So I planked....in a cave. This is so 10 years ago, but this is the first planking picture I have ever taken. It was hilarious, not only cause I was doing this, but because when I got off the rock I almost gave an elderly woman a heart attack. She probably thought monster zombies were coming to get her. ;P <br />
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The caves were for sure the best part of this vacation!!<br />
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Our trip to Taxco ended when we took a taxi to the top of this huge mountain. There we got the most epic view of the city. My camera sucked, but this is what I got. Also, there was the Jesus statue at the top. It was huge! <br />
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So overall, this vacation was a success. It didn't beat others, but a great time nonetheless!!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17756724399427720025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911325078579758065.post-77467801255216299682012-11-05T10:39:00.004-07:002012-11-05T10:39:49.551-07:00Halloween Fit For A QueenI must say that Halloween is one of my favorite holidays ever to be invented. I love the costumes, the candy, the boogie woogies, but especially the candy. :) It is so much fun too! Well in Mexico I was expecting Halloween to be rockin' and I would be lying if I said that it wasn't. It was one of the greatest Halloween's I have ever had. Let's get started on the festivities. First, my family set up this really awesome ofrenda. This is a table of the dead, which looked super cool. <br />
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It's one thing that I love about Halloween here, which by the way is called Dia de Los Muertos. It has more symbolism than the regular Halloween in America. <br />
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After prepping, the 31st finally came around. :D I was soooo excited! That morning I had the opportunity to teach at Discovery. We played pin the parts on Frankenstein, and the bonnet was the best blindfold I could come up with. :p<br />
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Not really sure who this little rascal is. <br />
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I love these kids!! <br />
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After Discovery we decided as teachers to dress up as Angry Birds since our children LOVE them so much...and maybe cause I have a slight addiction to the game. ;P So we started our makeup, and about an hour later this is what we looked like...<br />
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Thanks to Cassie's host sister we got awesome face chalk that worked wonders for our costumes. Feathers, 79 peso shirts, and black pants completed our bird look. We really can't forget the combs that made our hairs look like birds nest!<br />
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I just love this picture. It cracks me up every time, like a birds egg cracking on the floor. I must point out that in this picture I got the highest jump...not bad for being a small egg in a half dozen carton + one. :) <br />
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After our makeovers we got ready to have one heck of a party. We all had little stations, mine being the food. ;) I was only supposed to do face paintings, but since the children brought food like any child would want to do, I was the concession/face painter for the night. I was excited!<br />
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The other teachers had a mummy wrap, pin the face on the pumpkin, ghost suckers, the donut challenge, and danced the Thriller. Here are some pictures from the night.<br />
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I loved watching this game. Great job Cassie!! :) <br />
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Sibling rivalry at it's best. :) <br />
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Our children have amazing abilities in dance!<br />
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I love little Hector! He was a great Mummy! <br />
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We figured out that tying donuts on a string took too much time, so what did we do? We saran wrapped a table and made them eat them with no hands. It was a great idea!<br />
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Our 4-6 class.<br />
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Our 6-8 class.<br />
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After 8 o'clock was clean-up time. We left the place a slight mess. :)<br />
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Our main room. <br />
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My room. <br />
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This is where I did the face paintings. It kinda got full of garbage in the process. :P<br />
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The remnants of our food. I never thought I wanted to see another chip in my life, but I think I could use some right now. <br />
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Well after that priceless party, I walked home to eat bread and atole with my host sister. We were having a great time, when the doorbell rang. It was our next door neighbor. We live next door to a beauty shop, and this guy works there. From what I got from my dad was that he was a nice, transvestite that likes to dress up in heels and long wigs. Whatever makes a man happy I suppose. He did have the best costume of the night!<br />
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After this day of awesomeness I had to go upstairs to pack for our vacation the next day. This will be one Halloween that will always be on the top of my list!! I absolutely love MEXICO.<br />
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Welp....today was the last day. The last day at Discovery that is. It
was for sure a great day to end on. For the first part of class we had to combine our openings because
someone decided to pee (criminal still at large) on the floor in the other
classroom. We all joined in and sang the pirate song, and the bumblebee
song then parted for a time. And guess what we got to do!?! The amazing
cookie challenge of course. It was pretty hilarious, and a great note to end my 6 weeks with them. I think for this post I will let the pictures do most of the talking. :) It went something awesome like this:<br />
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I think most of them were in it, just for the cookies, not the actual challenge. Am I surprised? Not one bit! ;P<br />
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One thing that is priceless in the world is a child's face...but it's double priceless when it is a funny face. <br />
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Today for some reason, the children didn't have to wear those blue uniforms. They are actually very stylish when you give them the chance. Leather jacket, fur vest, yellow skinny jeans, and of course the angry bird shirts just made my day that much better!</div>
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She was the closet at actually getting the cookie in her mouth. I will miss her bunches, and bunches! <br />
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I kinda loved teasing them. I was starting to wonder if
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wouldn't allow such a thing in their home though. :P<br />
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Not sure what he was trying to accomplish here...but I caught him in action. :)<br />
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Love his face! :p<br />
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After my activity was over, we waited for Miss Madi's class to come in. The best part was that they made me a farewell gift. A balloon with pictures they drew, and their names beside them. I will keep it forever...maybe not inflated, but kept safe away in my journal. :)<br />
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After Miss Madi's class came in I gave them all cookies, and had a mini party. I made them hug me first if they wanted a cookie, so I am 16 hugs richer. :) Miss Madi took some awesome pictures to make this memory last forever. <br />
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- This is the first class + my awesome balloon. We gradually added more...<br />
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Teaching these kids has definitely been one of the hardest things that I have ever done, but it was a most rewarding experience. My hairs may stay a little better on my head, and my energy a little more reserved, but I wouldn't have changed this experience for nothin' in the world. I love these kids SO much! I know that they will go as far in life as they want to. After class, 2 boys came and gave me more hugs, so make that 18 hugs richer, with many more to gain. I am grateful for the time that Heavenly Father has given to me to spend with these children. I know that we all learned something new, something blue, and definitely something funny in the process. ;PAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17756724399427720025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911325078579758065.post-86085848428161906012012-10-23T12:08:00.001-06:002012-10-23T12:08:17.774-06:00Mercado in Mexico<br />
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Every Saturday, my host dad and sister go to the mercado, or market to buy fresh fruits and vegetables for the week. Every chance I get, I go with them to experience Mexican culture. I will say that I enjoy it a lot, and that I am grateful they have given me the opportunity to go with them so many times. These are a few pictures that I have taken, although like always they can never do a place justice. <br />
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The one on the left is a picture of a candle holder. The white things are placed inside the bowl and lit with a lighter. You wait for it, and it smokes! Kinda like a fog machine, only cooler!<br />
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A little ways down, and I actually saw some burning on the floor! Lucky me! <br />
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One thing about the market is that it is really dirty, crowded, and really noisy. We actually got to listen to Gangnam Style this time cause it was blasting on the speakers. It kinda makes you wanna dance while you barter...for real. <br />
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Since Halloween is only like a week away, it wouldn't be a market if you didn't have the means to celebrate! This is candy, chocolate, skulls, and everything else you can think of on a table. It all looked so yummy. The little skulls sell for 10 pesos, so about 1 U.S dollar, and the bigger ones sold for 50 pesos, about 5 U.S dollars. Not bad right? :) </div>
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These are candles that everyone seemed to be buying. Personally, I think that they are much to pretty to burn. They had an abundance of stands selling them, so maybe I will have to invest in one this Halloween!<br />
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Of course the best part of the market is the fruits and the vegetables. I really love that I can buy them in abundance, and not to mention the price. Super cheap. I have never eaten so much avocado in my life, and I am really lovin' it!<br />
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This is my host dad testing the green stuff, (not sure what it is called.) Since our usual spot was closed we had to venture off and buy them somewhere else. Ya gotta make sure that it is the good stuff! <br />
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He actually took this picture. He wanted the picture to capture the variety of colors the market has to offer. I think he did a great job in doing just that! <br />
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So this is one of my new favorite foods here in Mexico. You will never believe what it is. Corn. Only this corn has been on the cob for a lot longer than usual. So the lady that sold it to us said that it is corn that has hongos, or in English fungus on it. Not really sure how they make it edible, but who cares if it tastes good. ;)<br />
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This is the best picture I could take with just one part of the market. Trust me it is a million times bigger, and better! Ya just gotta come to Mexico to experience this awesome place. Trust me, you won't regret it. Plus you get awesome food. It's a win, win situation. So come now!! :)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17756724399427720025noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911325078579758065.post-31499240839894662502012-10-21T13:48:00.000-06:002012-10-21T13:48:08.194-06:00Just a bunch of junkToday has been a day where I don't really care about what punctuation I use or how I spell or all the other things that are on my mind when I write a blog. I simply just want to write and tell what has been happenin these past few weeks. ....welll this past week seemed to go on forever considering it was mid semester visits so i was a little nervous, but really i had nothing to worry about. right now on my mind I have amanda siler, and how she followed a mom and young girl to thier baptist church this morning. I am chuckling to mycelf as I am typing this. I think that it was funny that she was caught in the middle of alll those mexican baptists fainting and hollering and what not. If only I could have recorded it.<br />
<br />i have one more week at Discovery, and I am full of mixed emotions from those children. I love to love them, but it is difficult when they are climbing, shoving, shooting poking slapping biting sucking jumping mocking and falling everywhere. they are adorable though! i am going to give them cookies and popcorn on friday...it's weird that i am already thinking of friday. friday. Friday, friday...gotta get down on friday....lookin forward to the weekend...partying, partying YEAH....blah blah blahhhhhhhhhlksjfoihfdjfldjsflndslkjdfoij <br />
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today the teachers and i all were early for church...considering it started two hours late. for stake conference that is. don't worry they aren't always this late, but actually mexicans in general are very late. kinda sucks not gonna lie, but there isn't much ya can do about that one. i am excited that halloween is coming up. its just gonna be an awesome celebration. i am broke. i have found 2 bugs in my room...they weren't scary ones but annoying nonetheless. There is a spider in the corner of my classroom at school, and i am very tempted to tell the kids so that i can see their faces, as they all stampede to the door yelling and screaming, only God knows what at the top of their lungs. that would make me the best teacher in the world :)<br />
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Oh lets see, i am thinkin of going to thailand next fall. we will see where that idea takes me. i was asked to be a head teacher at byui in the winter and i am excited to get to be in the preschool again. i will also get paid which is even super cooooooowaeeeeee! sometimes i hate spanish....but other times i fall in love with it. i don't really understand our relationship at the moment. my mom booked my plane ticket to go back to college january 4th....flying into salt lake, that should be exciting. <br />
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my host dad sang john lennon to me last night..super funny! i also gave him a book of mormon in spanish while he made me "breakfast" at 12:30 this afternoon. i really really really really love love love love love this family. we are planning a football day when tennessee and miami play...considering they are our favs. who will be the winner?? only time will tell that one but seriously tn's got in it the bag ;)<br />
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are you bored yet cause i'm fallin asleep over here! maybe if i changed the font to ALL CAPS THEN THAT WILL AWAKEN MY MIND TO FINISH THIS POST. I WENT ON VACATION THIS LAST WEEKEND AND THAT WAS FUN...(that wasn't working)...but i ate crickets. not on the top of my most delicious list. I had a fun time though, puebla is a beautiful place.<br />
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my birthday is in less than a month, and i am super excited for dia del muerto! i really love it here, and will be so sad to leave everything behind. i can only live for the moment, and make the best out of it. making memories in mexico is one of the best decisions i have made thus far. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17756724399427720025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911325078579758065.post-53115500312381252452012-10-15T21:08:00.000-06:002012-10-15T21:08:39.223-06:00Noticing PeopleWhen you have a 23 minute walk that you have to take everyday, you can't help but to notice things and people on the way. For the past 4 and a half weeks I have been making the long trek to school at 8:40 every morning. I have come to realize that I look forward to those familiar things and faces to get me to my desired destination. This weekend while standing on a balcony in Puebla, Kaylie and I had a talk that kinda got me thinking. We were talking about history, and how much of it really exists in the world. Everyone has one, and everything on the earth for that matter, and I just couldn't help but think about the history that exists on the streets that I walk on. For example: <br />
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- I start out by passing a guy selling smoothies on the street parallel to mine. He is always mixin' up something in his blender, which I am always tempted to stop and try one of those awesome smoothies, (cause I'm sure they are) but if I did that with every vendor I see I might go broke. Oh wait a second, I already am.<br />
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- A dad and a daughter of about 3 walk by as well. The little girl is adorable, and talks a million miles a minute. :)<br />
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- The last family that I pass (I believe) is a grandmother, and a granddaughter. This family I smile a little bigger at on my way. One day while walking down the street I saw them walking arm in arm, and very happily the granddaughter gave her grandma a kiss on the temple. The granddaughter has down-syndrome, and it warmed my heart to see her love for her grandma. <br />
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- I pass plenty of mechanic shops, one which belongs to my friend Daniel. (At least I think that is his name.) It cracked me up one day, when I saw him on the sidewalk, on a motorcycle/moped shindig, with aviator sunglasses and a helmet the size of a watermelon on. SO funny! He was patiently waiting for his wife to come out of the house, as he wished me luck on the rest of my walk.<br />
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- About half way through my walk, I run into the lady making breakfast at her stand. Whatever she cooks smells super good, and I secretly wish that she would offer me some. :p<br />
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- I think the next is the worse part of my walk. I pass a boy in an arcade store, who just stares when I walk by. Kinda awkward. I think he found a better hobby however, because lately the store has been locked up when I have walked by. I mean, who really plays arcade games in the morning anyways?? <br />
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- The Zumba building is the most exciting building I will admit! What is better than Zumba music to start your day? There are about 20-30 people all crammed in there doing dance moves I could never dream of doing, but I know 2 people brave enough to try it. :)<br />
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- The guy running his dog with the blue and black Nikes on. His dog is huge, and could probably swallow me whole.<br />
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- And to end my walk, I walk into the school to see Flor, our helper, cleaning diligently and happily to make sure the school is clean before others start to arrive. I am always welcomed with a "Buenos Dias," and a smile. <br />
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All within my 23 minute walk, I am able to see so many individuals who I do not know personally, but know that they; like me, have a history. I am curious to know about all of them, and what brings them to stand in the same streets, and be in the same place at the same time as me. I know that I am here to teach English to amazing children, but the journey isn't always that easy. What are their stories? I will never know the things that I want to know about these people, but I know that one person does. It is kind of boggling to me that Heavenly Father knows everything about everyone, and how he will never forget a detail of it. It makes me feel special. Knowing that I am important with all the other people who have ever lived on the world really makes me grateful for a loving Father in Heaven who can help me; all because he knows me. Maybe one day, I will get to sit down with these individuals who I met in Mexico and talk about their footprints they left behind in the world. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17756724399427720025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911325078579758065.post-12615233454227293842012-10-05T10:58:00.001-06:002012-10-05T10:58:54.622-06:00ALL My Children!!<br />
I realize that I came to Mexico to teach English, and you're probably asking, "Well why haven't you blogged about the children and your awesome experiences teaching!?" Well honestly, A LOT of it was so very enjoyable, but MOST of it was challenging. I will also say that ALL of it was a blessing. I taught at two schools, one at 9:25 in the morning, and one at 4 in the evening. This blog post will be about my 9:25 class. They are in the 1st grade, so about 6 or 7 years old. <br />
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*September 19th- On this night I had a dream that my head teacher came up to me that day, and told me, "There is no Discovery on Friday because it is Grandparents Day." I woke up kinda sad that it wasn't true...only to find out that it was true...weird experience if I do say so myself. Well I love teaching, but a day off at Discovery is always welcome. Why you ask? Well I will tell you. Right. Now.<br />
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September 20th- Today was my third day of teaching at Discovery. It seems to get harder and harder, and the children seem like they don't want to learn anything. We made fishing poles, and played "You Caught a What?" which was a huge hit in the states...here not so much. One child thought it appropriate to take the fishing pole out of my hands, and tear it apart. The same thing happened yesterday with the binoculars. On the way to class one child yelled, "No me gusta Ingles!" Which is, "I don't like English!" in Spanish. I felt kinda pointless at that point. If they don't like it, then they won't learn it right? Is that why they choose to jump on the desks, hide under the desks, climb the bookshelf, and lay in the backpacks on the floor? And it has to be why they mock you, make fun of you, make faces at you, stick their tongues out at you, and make ridiculous noises that disrupt the class? What ever the reason I know that I need to do something different. I find myself becoming angry, which makes me even more angry because I know I cannot do that anymore. Teaching English is hard, but teaching English to children who have problems beyond what WE understand is even harder.<br />
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September 24th- Last night I spent a whole 2 hours preparing materials to make our opening a little more interesting for the children. I made a magic bag, to make our routine a little less predictable and exciting. The kids had to draw a piece of paper out of the bag which had a sticker (Buzz Lightyear, a fish, a castle which was really a temple sticker :p) and other colorful stickers on them. They then had to match the sticker to the chart I made, to see what we had to do next. The children absolutely LOVE stickers here. My plan worked for some of the children, and I am beyond happy with that. Expecting all the children to become engaged would have been a horrible guesstimate, and one that I was not expecting to happen. The children still saw it fit before our whole opening to get on top of the desks, and roar like dinosaurs. One teacher who stepped in the room for a second told me, "Why! They do have a lot of energy today!" Woman, they have this kind of energy EVERY DAY! So after our half successful opening, we started our maraca activity. It went surprising well. Overall, today was a success and am excited to see what the rest of this week has to offer. :-)<br />
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September 25th- Our opening exercises went much better! I am not sure if this was due to the stern teacher who talked to them for a good 5 minutes before class about how the, "Classroom is NOT a playground," or if it was due to awesome teaching skills. Whatever the reason I know it wasn't the last option! I have 2 groups at discovery , and the last one is the more rowdy of the bunch. However, today they did remarkably well. The child that broke my binoculars, and my fishing pole gave me the most awesome hug today. Two of them actually! He didn't break my slingshot because he was really interested in shooting the target. ;) I am so very proud of his improvement that I saw today. One thing that I really admire about teaching is how unpredictable it is. Some days go well, while others can go downhill faster than Jack and Jill got there. It's what makes it fun. I have found a new admiration for the children making me think on my toes. They know how to make me a better person, than I could do by myself. <br />
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October 1st- Today was a Monday. Enough said. <br />
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October 3rd- As I am sitting here at night writing a dear friend, and telling him about my Discovery bunch, I realize that 2/3's of the things I said about them was positive. I have an overwhelming feeling of love in my heart for them. I must tell you what's on my mind with this certain unique group. The first thing that comes to mind, is how giving they are. Even though they may want everything, and anything you have in your bag for the day's activity, they are the most giving children I have ever seen. After classes are out, it is time for the children to eat their lunch. So I dismiss them, and they grab their lunches and go eat. The cafeteria is outside, so I walk by the eating area to leave the school. Almost everyday I leave, I am approached by children with chips, or whatever their mamas packed that day, and they offer the "teacher" some of it. I never would turn down a chip, so this is especially awesome when you are starving yourself. They also like to wave bye, and some of them even give you hugs before you leave. They really are loving, and amazing in their own special way. I also had a child offer me some money before he left class once. This I am not entirely sure why, but the thought was super sweet! He is just one loving, energetic child. Today, two of the children got into a little pickle, and one boy started crying. He put his head down on the table, while I explained to the other child that it is hurtful when we hit our friends. While I was explaining this to him, one girl got up and gave the crying child a hug. I was touched. Needless to say, everyone left happy and friends again. This is why I love children. They are so forgiving, and giving. One day, I would like to be just like them. :)<br />
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October 6- Today was Miss Amanda's last day!! How sad we were to see her leave! Every 6 weeks we change schedules, and her 6 weeks was unfortunately up. She taught those children amazing things, and I know that they will miss her and her spirit. As a surprise, I had my class make her "I will miss you cards," and they just did so well. I really, really, REALLY enjoyed teaching them today. Little Emir stayed awake, and asked for all of his materials, and Alejandro wrote a whole poem to Miss Amanda. That was a miracle in and of itself!! :p It amazes me how caring children are, and how willing they are to do things for others. When we were finished with the cards, we went next door and made a circle around it. It was really cute because I told them it was a surprise, so they tiptoed all the way to the door. I didn't think they had such abilities as tiptoeing! They were really quiet too, which was really weird considering I have never heard them quiet without feeling like pulling teeth. When we got to the door, I told them to yell surprise when I opened it, and they did! I think it was a surprise for sure, Miss Amanda sure deserved it! <br />
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They gave her hugs :)<br />
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And their cards :)<br />
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And she gave them cookies!!<br />
(I never really thought that I would see them stand in such a straight line before. :p...also the orange things on their heads are crowns that Amanda made with her group. The tape on their noses was of their own doings, so I promise they're not all broken. ;p)<br />
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It is really crazy to think that my time with these young ones is coming to a close as well. I only have 3 more weeks...and I am already sad! I will do my best to continue to teach these wonderful spirits, and give them as much knowledge as a teacher can. I feel they have already grown in their unique ways, and have learned some English too! :) As I was reading back to the first post that I wrote, I wrote that a day off at Discovery was always welcome. While this is still true, the reason for it has changed. I love teaching these children, and will continue to do so as long as needed, whenever I am needed. These children will always be my children, no matter how far away in the world I may be. <br />
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These are the only pics I have taken of them thus far...I will get more I can promise you that!!!<br />
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3 weeks down, 3 weeks amazing more to go!!! ;D ;DAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17756724399427720025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911325078579758065.post-39784596358440396102012-10-01T11:01:00.000-06:002012-10-01T11:01:48.629-06:00The Oaxacan ExperienceOne thing that people know Mormons for is, "Them temples!" I had the opportunity to go to the temple in Oaxaca, and be blessed beyond what I ever could have imagined. Many people want to know what the temple is, so if you are curious I will go ahead and give you the scoop in the best way that I can.<br />
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If you don't know what a temple is, you should first know A.) It's a place....and it's on earth. :P If you have never seen one, then this is what the one I went to this weekend looked like.<br />
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Beautiful right!? Now, B) Not every temple looks the same...some look like this:<br />
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San Diego Temple<br />
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In my opinion, all of them are gorgeous and it is on my bucket list to visit all of them...in the U.S. that is! I have been in the Tennessee, Nashville Temple, the Rexburg, ID Temple, and the Oaxaca Temple. That means only 76 more to go. :) <br />
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So now that you know what they look like, you may be wondering what they look like on the inside. Well many people think that it is only for Latter-Day Saints to see the inside, and this is partially correct. EVERY time a new temple is built, there is what we call an open house. This is where anyone, member or not, can tour the temple before it is dedicated. So if ya wanna see one, Arizona has 2, Colorado has 1, Connecticut, Florida, Idaho, Indiana, Pennsylvania, and Wyoming also all have one either announced, or under construction as we speak. <a href="http://www.ldschurchtemples.com/maps/" target="_blank">http://www.ldschurchtemples.com/maps/</a> Check it out! <br />
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If you don't live near any of those places then this is a good website to visit: <a href="https://www.lds.org/church/temples/why-we-build-temples/inside-the-temple?lang=eng" target="_blank">https://www.lds.org/church/temples/why-we-build-temples/inside-the-temple?lang=eng</a><br />
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Every member has to have a recommend upon entering the temple. To get a temple recommend we meet with our bishop and talk to him, and answer questions pertaining to faith, and the keeping of the commandments. Honestly, if ya really wanna know everything about the temple, you should get baptized and check it out for yourself. Just read the Book of Mormon, I promise you won't be disappointed! :)<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17756724399427720025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911325078579758065.post-48150013739265233892012-09-23T21:21:00.001-06:002012-09-23T21:21:14.708-06:00Till We Meet Again<br />
I think that there are two things that the majority of the world fears: the thought of not being able to see the unknown, and death. I know that today, on September 23, 2012 one of my friends knew exactly where she was going. She made her way to the gates of heaven. She died today of a brain aneurism, and is now in loving care of her Father in Heaven. I am saddened to know that the world lost a beautiful daughter of God, and the ray of sunshine that followed her. She was my age, and a young wife of 5 months. I pray that her husband and family will be comforted with the thought that she is in a better place now. <br />
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I met this beautiful daughter 2 years ago in college. She was the supervisor in my preschool lab, and she taught me the basics of everything that I needed to know. I followed her steps, and became a supervisor of my own lab this past semester at college. I thought often of her, and how she would handle the crying child at the door, or how to make something boring, enjoyable and worthwhile for the kids. I am beyond grateful for everything that she taught me while she was here. She taught me perseverance when she showed up to class with a swollen jaw, and still ready to teach because that is what she loved. She was a hard worker, a keeper of her word, and a loving person. <br />
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I know that this is not the last time I will she her smiling face. Heavenly Father has graciously accepted his daughter into Heaven, and I know that she is happy. Knowing that at any moment something can change my life, and change the way the world see's me is kind of unsettling. Yesterday I was watching Mormon Messages on my computer, and one of my favorites is a story told by Elder Russell M. Nelson. The story goes that he was in an airplane, and something went wrong with one of the wings, and the plane started a downward spiral to the ground. A woman across the aisle was hysterical with the fear of coming to her death. He mentions that he was calm. Totally calm. He says that he was, "ready to meet [his] maker." and that, "Heartaches will come... but be patient because perfection does not come in this life, it comes in the life to come....we can receive strength from these tumultuous times."<br />
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I would like to say that I would be like Elder Nelson, and be completely calm when I am faced with adversity. However, I see myself as the woman who didn't know the unknown. I know where I am going, but am I ready? I am not. I need a ton of improvement, but what I need to realize is that I am on the Lord's time, not my own. If he so sees to give me or my family adversity in life, I need to be ready. There is only so much time he can wait. I want to let the Lord help me make a difference in my life. I am grateful for the gospel for the strength it gives me, and the comfort it helps me see in times of sorrow. </div>
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I loved my friend dearly. I know it is ok to mourn for her life, and the irreplaceable spot that no one else will be able to fill. Mourning is evidence you have loved. We will one day be able to sit in Heaven with our world full of kids, and remember the times that were, and the times that will be. Life is eternal; there is no end to light, to glory, or to love, and I know this to be true. "God Be with You till We Meet Again," my peaceful friend.</div>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17756724399427720025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911325078579758065.post-20705320791321507812012-09-22T21:45:00.001-06:002012-09-22T21:45:17.216-06:00Love. Just. Like. Her.On Saturdays, mi familia has a thing were they make all this awesome food, and invite uncles, aunts, and grandparents; like a little fiesta every week. I love the whole emphasis on families here in Mexico, it's just very Mormon like. :-) Well today we had enchiladas verde, and it was sooooooo good!! I feel like Saturdays are the one day where I can eat, and not want any more food after for a really long time. So both my grandmas were here today. I truly do love those ladies. :-) They always try to talk to me, even though I have no idea what they are telling me. It is funny to watch us speak to each other, but I really admire their patience with me.<br />
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So while we were all seated at the dinner table, the grandma (on the dad's side) get's up, and walks over to where I was at the table. I really didn't know what she was going to do, but I thought she was getting something off of the shelf or something, and then return to her seat. Well before I knew it, she was at my side and had my head in her hands. She then gave me the kindest kiss on the forehead. She muttered something in my ear, then kissed me again on the cheek. I was speechless, I didn't really know what to say, so I just sat there and blushed. I had enchiladas all in my mouth, and really could not think of adequate words to express my feelings at that moment. I think I sounded a little like, "Thank..smh..uh...ha..uhhhhhhhhh..." My grandma finally ventured over to her seat, and began eating again; and when she sat down my dad told me what she had muttered in my ear.<br />
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Who does that? And how in the world was I blessed to live with, and meet such great people?? I really love that she showed her love to me. There is a talk by one of the apostles, although I cannot remember which one at the moment, who said that we need to SHOW our love to those we love. We can do this through words, actions, or service. You cannot expect someone to know that you love them without showing them. This experience was the prime example of that in my life. Never before have I felt that somebody truly loved me, without really knowing me first. This woman was an example to me in my life, and how I need to remind those that I care about that I love them, even if I don't know them all that well. I know that it can make an impact in one's life, as it did mine. <br />
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A few weeks ago, was the first time I saw this loving woman as she was. We all went on an outing to the movies as a family, and grandma, my sister, and I were all in the backseat with me stuck in the middle as usual. :p When the movie was over, we all walked back to the car, grandma arm in arm with her son. As any elderly person, she had a hard time walking, so the pace was really slow leaving the theater. The night air was unfortunately chilly, so we were eager to get in the car as soon as possible and warm up. When we got the car unlocked and everything running, grandma very gently took her hand in mine, and held it all the way to her house. Every now and then, she would give my hand a little squeeze, as if to make sure my hand was still there. As she got out of the car she looked back at me and said, "Muchas gracias hija." This woman is amazing, and I can already say that when I grow up, I would like to LOVE. JUST. LIKE. HER. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17756724399427720025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911325078579758065.post-85878313473510303632012-09-20T21:54:00.001-06:002012-09-20T21:56:44.450-06:00Food should be my middle name....No, but really.As I have been in Mexico I have had an appetite the size of a hippopotamus, and a pig combined. You could probably throw in a rhino, and that would probably be more accurate. As I have done research, I have found some reasons why my body has taken this change. They are:<br />
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Did you get all of that? Kinda ridiculous right? The best part is, is that I made a new friend. In my dreams that is. I had a dream last night that I met this really awesome woman who's dream was to make an amazing restaurant named after her. Well, after a lot of sweat and hard work, we made a pretty stinkin' amazing restaurant if I do say so myself. The front room was super chill and colorful, but the best part was the back of the store. You walk through these curtains and all of a sudden your standing in the middle of a fresh market with apples, bananas, and anything else you wanted. It truly was amazing! The not so great part, was when life had to take it's course. I remember thinking that I wanted this woman and her restaurant only a walk away for the rest of my life. However, I had other duties. Not sure what they were, but I had to leave the town where we had started her life dream. Then I woke up. Friend, food, and restaurant all gone.<br />
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I'm not sure what this dream even means, but it involved food, like I don't get enough of it in my life. As you can see, that is not a problem here! I just kind of feel guilty about eating all the time, but at the same time, I'm like, "Hey, I'm on an extended vacation. Give me a break." (KitKat anyone? =P) My Mom and Pop's definitely have nothing to worry about, especially having their crazy daughter starve to death in Mexico. :-)<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17756724399427720025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911325078579758065.post-6249103425341826342012-09-19T22:16:00.001-06:002012-09-19T22:16:18.627-06:00Beauty to the RescueThis weekend I had the opportunity to visit a place in the foothills of Mexico; Cuetzalan, Puebla. The ride was about 6 hours by bus, with never ending curves. I don't get bus sick very often, but there was no stopping it this time. It actually surprises me, that a person could even drive a bus. I mean the things are huge! Driving a straight line would be all I could do sober...which isn't really saying much, considering I have run over my fair share of curbs in my day. But really, driving up to Cuetzalan was all mountainous, so around and around, and around we went. Some of the curves were sharp, and I really don't know how I made it there, cause looking out the window and seeing a cliff the size of the ocean could really get your doubts flying. The drive was beyond beautiful though, and was really refreshing to see something new. <br />
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After the cool Flying Mohawks show, I did what any other tourist would do and toured the town. I saw an amazing church, took pictures cause that's what I like to do, then ate, and ate, and ate! (My eating habit could have a blog page all to itself it's so large in stature.) So after all the festivities, night time came and there was a huge concert. The concert was of this mariachi band, who were pretty good. However, listening to mariachi music for more than an hour may cause you to secretly want earplugs. Well when we were there for about 2 hours we decided to go back to our hostel since it was like 11 o'clock, and really dark. So we went to sleep off the day, and dream of our next adventures.<br />
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I love that our Heavenly Father gave us beautiful things to look at. When you think about it, it is kind of surreal that someone could make something so beautiful. Where did it all begin you ask? Well I know that life is never ending, kind of like a figure 8. I do know that he made things to bring us joy. Think of it like a car. I know absolutely nothing about cars, but I know that there was some genius man who invented it all. I may not know him personally, but I can study and find out what he was like, and how he came to build something so awesome. The same is with the earth. Study things out in the scriptures, and you are bound to know just who made every thing that makes you smile. For me, those would be this waterfall, pretty flowers, my family, goats, silly children, and even the food that I eat everyday. I am grateful for it all, and thank God in Heaven for it all. <br />
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Things are not always easy peezy lemon squeezy though. Life takes work, and A LOT of faith. Giving up when things get hard is not what life was supposed to be about. When life gets hard, that means that we need to look to the things that can make our day better a lot more than we would any other day. This is the beauty of the world. It is the best stress reliever, and it's free. A word that we all like to hear. :) I was walking to the store today, and I thought I saw purple leaves on the sidewalk. I was really excited by my findings, but upon closer inspection, Janessa actually pointed out that it was a flower. A flower that looked like leaves that is! I don't know why, but the beauty of that flower somehow made my day better. I don't think I could explain why, but I know it put a smile on my face. That is all it takes to change a day. It may sound silly, but it is what it is. You should try it sometime. Go for a walk, and see what you find, but remember to thank the person that created such amazing things in the first place. Really you should do it...like now. Ready...Set...Go.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17756724399427720025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911325078579758065.post-29974939779609840872012-09-14T19:42:00.000-06:002012-09-19T18:44:36.325-06:00My Start to a Forseen Amazing Independence Weekend!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This little girl was in the kinder dance. :) She is our nannies little girl. She did a great job!<br />
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