It's me...Hermana P. Need to set the record straight on a few things. Firstly, I did tell Elder P. that yes, I AM adjusting to the soaking of veggies and fruits. It seems pretty normal now, but I guess "he must have heard wrong...grandpa"... :) Secondly, as far as my screaming when we drive...How could he even think such a thing! Is he interpreting those very frequent, very sharp intakes of breath and often the holding of breath as screaming? I guess he can hear those silent screams loud and clear! I really am trying very hard not to make too many startling or distracting utterances as we have to concentrate on who's honking at whom. And, yes, there are quite a few gasps as we take our daily "demolition derby" ride through town. It would be fun if we were in little bumper cars like at Lagoon (I love that ride!) And sometimes that's exactly what it feels like, trying to evade and avoid crunching or being crunched. We talked last week to a man who is an ambassador here from Florida and he says he'll never get used to the "undisciplined driving." I quite agree!
Here are some things I'm very thankful for and plan to get very used to: fumigators...no sign of insects or creeping things since Wednesday. And they're coming back every 6 weeks! (The fumigators that is, not the crawlies...) Oh, and speaking of crawlies, I saw my first lizard today. It was little, outside in a tree and quite cute. As long as it stays outside and little, I'm fine with that! Also, I love buying fruit from a little vendor in front of our church. Today we bought a pineapple, a huge sweet cantaloupe and 2 bunches of bananas. We get papaya and mangoes and coconut and watermelon there also. Yes, we love the fruit! And the night guard at the Institute gate brings us huge avocados whenever we ask. He says they're falling on the ground, going to waste at his house. So he shares them with us and we share them with others. I think they're like zucchini in Utah! We'll never tire of avocados! I'm also getting used to hanging clothes on the line to dry. I just need a little apron with a pocket in it for the clothes pins like my mom had in the 50's. I dance around the apartment with my rag mop listening to Mark Anthony, wiggling my hips like our students dancing the "meringue." What fun is that!
And hot soapy water. My kids know how much I love this. (Thanks Bec for thinking of me on your recent camping trip!) I put my little tea kettle on the propane stove in the mornings to have hot soapy water for dishes. That's always felt good to me. And my little "sun shower" in warm water in the mornings is very nice, too. I feel like I'm camping! I've been thinking a lot about my gratitude for hot soapy water, about being clean and how grateful I am for the Savior and the cleansing enabling power of His Atonement. I'm grateful with all my heart for that!
And lastly and thirdly...(movie quote) I'm getting used to wonderful students who patiently help me along as I try to explain simple musical concepts in very difficult (for me) Spanish terms. At least the "da-a-a-a, da-a-a-a" translates easily. (We're learning 4/4 time.) And the institute director likes me because I don't talk all the time! What could be better!
Life is good!
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