Middle School Retreat

Who would ever in their right mind get on a bus with 37 middle school students? Apparently middle school teachers:)

Yesterday was Middle School Retreat, meaning only part of one class first thing in the morning and then go to a water park for the rest of the school day. It was a blast! I love hanging out with my students outside of the classroom. Something happens when school is out...I don't know what...but I like it. We spent the day basking in the sun...and turning a nice crispy shade of red!

There were water slides that landed in amazingly hot pools of water... the kids didn't like it when I called it a pee pool:)

Pics from the big fingerprinting escapade

Left to Right: The largest book known to man, Sherry, me

Rene trying to break in with the cool fingerprint ID machine.

The evidence...it's really my prints...I promise!!!

how great thou art

About once a month I lead a few songs for our teacher devotions at school. I must admit growing up singing hymns in church has made me a little bias-I love hymns and the depth of their words. This morning we ended with How Great Thou Art. I found myself smiling as I sang with and listened to my co-workers belt out the the wonderful words. It's one of those songs that you can't just walk away from...it follows your thoughts and heart all day long. Today was no exception. It has been an uplifting day...just in the little things. And I know why...starting the day surrounded by other people who know just how great my God truly is.

Fingerprints

I don't know why I assume that generally speaking people are willing to help others in need. And especially why I would think that the US Embassy would go a foot out of their way to help a US citizen in another country. Maybe it's just my irritation with this whole getting fingerprints process. I spent the last two days driving all over Guatemala City, going back and forth between various police stations, crime units, and the embassy. I have to say I am soooo thankful for the friends who accompanied me, or I guess I should said led me all over. I never would have found my way around and been able to communicate with any of the people where I was going although I actually made somewhat of an attempt to talk with the head of Interpol (international police). His solution which he repeated at least 4 times was for me to find a Guatemalan to marry:) Rene and Coqui were very amused by this, Sherry and I however were not. So now the process continues on Monday and hopefully it will be done on Monday...at least aquiring my fingerprints will be done.