4 de Noviembre, 2010
My dear Syracuse amigos,
It is now November. What? After a long September, October has seemed to fly. Where did October go? I’m not really sure exactly. If I were to guess, it could’ve hid in a several chosen items.
A piñata that looked like Dora the Explorer (or Maraka, the SNL favorite skit in the house). This little girl got smacked around as confites (candy) burst out of her pockets at Jelly’s 23rd birthday party. The party guests ranged from friars to neighbors to co-workers to Jordan’s sketchy friends of co-workers (“Are they gonna steal our (stuff)?”) to even ex-FrancisCorps members in Kelli and her friends. And the activities? A friendly game of celebrity, followed by Fray Nader’s cheesecakes to games involving flipping cups and throwing ping pong balls. The party did not not end at 3 in the morning. We’re glad Jordan was that last one standing to lock up.
For those of you who don’t know what that word is (*cough*Brittany*cough*), it’s that attachment lock thing that people have to connect keys or water bottles…or bodies to zip-lines. Our trip to Monte Verde, the first trip we took together as a group, was..pretty sweet. The business major in me has to outline the prices. Four hour bus ride: $4.30 Two nights at a decent hostel: $10 ($5 per night) and the most expensive thing was the zip-line tour which was $45, but totally vale la pena (worth it). Theses zip-lines took you across from one mountain to another, and the last one we did called the “Superman” they put you horizontal so you were going head first. Oh Dios mio, it’s like you’re flying. You’re flying on this zipline and you look down and there’s trees hundreds of yards below you. Aah! So cool.
|Us bringing our dance lessons to the bars.|
October went in a “taca.”
|Apparently my dance face does not change from|
country to country.
October went in a smile.
The other week I visited this old folk’s home called Hogar San Francisco that I go to every Thursday. That time my students couldn’t come, but darn, I love my friends there so I went solo and I brought my guitar. I translated some songs I knew in English to Spanish and went for it with them, and oh man, that might have been my favorite moment here in Costa Rica so far. While I played some of my friends in wheel chairs were smiling, others clapping, some singing along (I was teaching as I went) while another was straight up sleeping. To see the smile in Flori’s face, one of my favorites, might have made everything here in Costa Rica worth it in that one action. She’s blind, she keeps to herself, and she's usually in a bad mood. But my song made her smile. You know I may not be able to change the world or people’s lives, but I realize I can at least change one person’s day. It may not be much, but maybe that smile is what I came here for. A smile I'll hold on to forever. Be right back, I think there might be something in my eye...
October went in a thumbs-up.
Last week I went to a confirmation retreat with my novenos (sophomores) and on the last day I taught them this song called “Trading My Sorrows.” It has choreography in it. For example, the chorus is “Yes, Lord, Yes, Lord, yes yes, Lord!” and at each “yes” you put up a thumbs up, and at each “Lord” you put up an “L”. Oh man, to see all my novenos (about 80 of them) to put up the thumbs up and L, praising God with me as I lead them with my guitar was definitely another favorite, deal breaker, vale la pena, moment for me here in Costa Rica.
Anyway, I now have 15 minutes left before I have to print this out, put in the book, and give it back to Bro. Jim. He leaves today to be back with you guys and we’re jealous. We loved him being here. I hope all is well with you all.
Lovies, Amor, Paz, y Bien,