I know i haven't written in a while, but realize that I'm not a natural born writer like some people. I have such a hard time knowing what to write about. Or how to make it in anyway interesting or profound...

Not to say that i haven't learned anything or found any old profound truths which i could write about...just that i don't know how to put things into words or how to focus my thoughts onto paper in an interesting and intelligable way. Never thought I would say it, but I wish I had payed a little more attention in my high school writing classes :)

Anyway.

So i'm working at Alto Refugio now and i love it there. The people are the most welcoming people you could meet, and I've learned that no matter how mundane a job seems on the surface, if i like the people i'm working with i don't care what i'm actually doing all day. I don't have one thing i do everyday, but i rotate through a number of jobs every week. Twice a week i am teaching a typing class to the older children (12 and 13 year olds). It would be an easy class to teach, except that i'm teaching it in Spanish, a language which i still have yet to master.

I have been so busy lately that ive had little time to spend at home with my host family. No matter how much time i spend here, though, i still fail to have any sort conversation with any of them. That theme has been somewhat of a thorn in my side for the past month or so. I would really like to break out of this little bubble ive created for myself and start to BE part of the family. Seems that they've given up on trying to talk to me as well. Can't say i blame them much. :/

One of my host sisters just got back from Germany where she had been a volunteer in an exchange program for a year. having her here now and hearing all the stories of the place she was makes me really want to go home so i can sit around with my family and friends and tell them stories about where I was.