It's hard to believe we've been here three weeks. Not that time has flown by for me exactly; it kind of depends on the day. Sometimes, because we've done so much, I feel like we've been here for a year. But when I look at some of Kensey's pictures, I can't believe a week has gone by since she took them. It's a very weird feeling, and I'm sure it will only get weirder as the six weeks comes closer to ending.
This weekend, we went to Casa de Cultura, a former prison that's been turned into a tourist tra--I mean, shopping experience. It really is neat, and it is probably the best place in the area to buy souveniers. I also spent some quality time in my hammock, which I've decided is my favorite part of Brazil.
We're about to head to the school to start another week of reading. Some of our readers are moving along so quickly, it's hard to keep up with them! But with most of them, we've moved past only talking about the text and awkward silences, and we're actually having real conversations. By now, we know some of our readers pretty well (not their deepest personal secrets, but we've talked to them a lot). They are inviting us to things and helping with our parties. One of my readers said that her friend told her last year, "It's not good. Just when you're getting to know them, it's time for them to leave." I guess that's just the way it is with short-term mission work.
But it's not like we're leaving tomorrow. We've still got lots of work to do!
4 comments:
Jarrod-this is pretty much the most depressing thing I have ever read. No wonder you have been pouting all day. I mean, we still have 3 weeks left!!!
Hey, Jarrod. Sounds like you guys are having a great trip, and I hope that everything keeps going well. I've been trying to keep up with your blog and Kensey's. See you in a few weeks.
Wow! Half way! I bet you're not gonna wanna leave when it's time to go... But you better come back! (Unless Jesus tells you to stay...then there's nothing we can do - unless we come to Brasil! Isn't that how they spell it there - with an "s"?). Don't forget to take your camera to the Escola!!!
Shoot, stay if you want to. Learn Portuguese. Just come back eventually. If you're gonna do something like that, you might as well do it before you have a "real life".
And if Jesus tells you anything, ask to see his resume. I bet there are thousands of guys named Jesus in Recife, and they can't all be trustworthy ;-)
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