Brownies a plenty! Yesterday was a memorable day for the chief cooks and bottle washers at the Cosina del Instituto (kitchen of the Institute.) Donned with apron and spatula in hand and a beautiful working oven, we made 192 brownies for our first official activity. After under cooking the first batch of brownies by a lot...ooey-gooey...more cooking...more cooking...figuring out the temperature of our new institute oven...finally less gooey but impossible to get off the pan with the lame spatula just purchased. (Where is my little pampered chef spatula when I need it!) I think we have the formula for the right temperature of our new Institute oven...we have to cook things 25 degrees hotter than it calls for.... oh well. We'll get it right! Thank heavens for one lone plastic knife with which to cut said brownies. Don't know where the rest of the plastic knives went but one did the trick! (I'm keeping it under lock and key!) The one sharp knife available (the kitchen's not stocked yet...uh, ya think?) we used to keep students away from brownies as the smell wafted through the building. All day on our feet, running, running...Brother Breton (director) calling out "Elder," every 5 minutes and Bill running hither and thither at his beck and call, setting up screen and projector for movie, setting up chairs, fixing this and that. Well, you get the picture. And speaking of picture, the movie was a Spanish one called "Three Idiots." The kids loved it. Lots of laughter. Bill scooped ice cream on top of endless brownies...the activity committee was somewhere...watching the movie I guess. We sneaked out before it was over after cleaning and mopping and hoping that the "committee" would show up for putting chairs back and getting classrooms ready for today. All in all, it was successful...we think! Guess we'll find out if we're in trouble for leaving early...9:30. We fell into bed last night with sore backs and feet but it was wonderful!
A word about my 2nd music directing class. It was fun! I wasn't so nervous this time. My Spanish still stinks...sometimes I think I'm getting worse, not better...but the kids are so patient and helpful and want me to speak. They shout out the words for me when I can't think of them...it's so cute. I told them I would say things in English first and then Spanish so I could remember where in the heck I am in my lesson. That helped. I still have to read a bunch but I did enjoy it so much more this time. We practiced hearing that elusive downbeat and I had them taking turns in front of the class. The time flew by...that's always a good sign. Things are looking up! :)
I get to teach another class tonight, Principles of the Gospel. It is a new one, so we shall see if anyone comes. We purchase our water, for washing, brushing teeth, etc. It is interesting there are about four companies that sell bottled water. And it is even more interested that the different water tastes so different. There is one company that tastes like it came out of Utah lake. Another, like it came from Jordan River. One is passable, so we try to purchase that "brand" of water. Nice huh? I haven't seen the gun-wielding dudes for a while, so I guess we are OK, as long as I don't ......
Often I pause to consider that we are on the Lord's errand down here. He sent us here. Yes, we work with the Institute and the youth, but I keep feeling there is more that He wants us to do, more than just work with the Youth. I have been pleading with the young missionaries to begin a "gator" class, and next week we are inviting new gators to that class, and yes, you guessed it, I get to teach that one also. I am looking forward to that one. We shall see, I have put myself into teaching three classes each week. Wonderful. Bon is teaching her one, but wants to begin a choir. We shall see what time brings. I am still working on my pass along cards, will explain that one later, if I haven't yet. And a few other things. Enuf for now.
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