The cistern construction continues. They will have to stop at some point to allow time for the concrete to cure, but the work goes well. I talked with Jorge yesterday about pricing and measurements for the property purchase...we should have an answer next week. I also had opportunity to discuss the purchase with the clinic staff since several of them heard about it at Church, and talked to our old buddy Miguel (who had all the car keys Valerie lost in her purse....meaning in the end she lost one lock key, her driver's license, some money, and her cell phone...a huge blessing that everything else was recovered.) I will not get into the details here, but it is enough to say that it is a complicated issue to be sure. The amount of faith required for this...and the work required
Soren's birthday was Tuesday. He is now five years old...and demonstrated upon greeting Dilcia after school that he is able to confuse grammar in Spanish as well as English by telling her "ya soy cinco!" Which if you speak English makes sense "I am five now!" but in Spanish does not make much sense "I am a five now!" since the Spanish translation would be "I have five now!" In so many ways I think that for both the kids their first language is Spanish, but in times like that I can see it is more of a mix than sometimes I thought. Even with the bilingual aspect of their current school, I do not have to hang around for very long to see that in everything done outside the classroom, it is all Spanish being spoken....not that we have any problem with that, we just have to continue to make sure that they are getting both equally for their unknown future. He took candy to school to share with his classmates, and they sang Happy Birthday to him...although he was not sure in which language until we sang him both options to remember. Here you can see we celebrated by going to Pizza Hut...since they have a play area that the kids were able to enjoy.
We then opened presents...from Cecilia, from us,
The milk project had its celebration for "kid's day" yesterday, the actual
And how about another picture from the "driving in Honduras" series. Sure it is a 90 degree turn coming up there, and the bus had little momentum going up the hill to turn, but why should that get in the way of trying to make a few dollars more at the most? This is fairly common here...since there is no control on when the buses leave other than when they feel like it and/or when they can maximize the number of people they are picking up....sometimes they get close enough to where one wants to pass the other to get those waiting paying customers. If you have been here and think we drive crazy....these guys pass like this going downhill as well...at speeds I would not attempt in our vehicle even if I was trying to get to the hospital, of course at those speeds many people have made it to the hospital...one way or the other. There are several reasons that riding in buses is not the safest way to travel here...this is just one of them, and yet this is the only means of transportation for the vast majority of Hondurans.
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Happy birthday to Sorene! It made me cry when I saw the two of them sitting with grandparents in between on the screen. I can't imagine not being able to physically hold, touch, etc. my granddaughter. Their grandparents give up a lot too for the missions. God bless you all.
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