We pulled into the town square and were welcomed not only by a ton of people, but by fireworks!
The people and the kids were all smiling and so happy that we had come. I couldn’t help but feel awkward as I stepped off the bus and everyone of the kids stared at me…because I had bloned hair…something they rarely see!
The kids from the start were a blast. I jumped in and started trying to communicating with them, learning quickly that spainish wasn’t coming back to me as easily as I had thought. We played games and soon the kids wouldn’t leave our side.
Eric was bombarded with kids shouting, “Photo, Photo” and screeched with joy as they actually saw themseleves in the digital camera screen. That first night we played with the kids until dinner.
