Spanish School

Below is a photo of Pedro, my dear, patient, Spanish teacher and the view from the rooftop "school" where I study.

Also of fun note, when I arrived at the learning center this morning, Heydy and Victoria told me hurriedly that they had a meeting until ten o'clock and I would be on my own with the kids...who speak mostly Ixil and some Spanish, and to whom, oddly enough, I am teaching English---with paints! So my partners didn't return until 11:00 as it turned out, and I did the 9 and 10 o'clock classes on my own. If you can't punt around here, you're toast! You just have to go with it! It was fine, and went well, albeit a little unnerving on my own in the learning center as there is a lot of drop-in activity I couldn't attend to. But there you go....and off we went, elarning numbers and colors.

Tomorrow I am going out in the field with a facilitadoro to do group meetings...on the back of his motorcycle!I am thrilled, and por supuesto a little nervous!