The family I live with in Chimurria is way different than the family that I lived with in el Rosario. The switch was really shocking, and I had to readjust to a different family dynamic, and find a place where I fit in...again.
My new family consists of a dad, Rigo; mom, Yanira; 7-year-old son, Jarrick; and a grandpa, Nasario. The house is connected to a little country store, which the family owns. The store is pretty small, but they provide most of the food for Chimurria. They have a lot of rice, beans, coffee, sugar, but they also have a little fruit and vegetable section, some cheese, cookies, chips, etc. It about a quarter the size of a typical US gas station store. My host parents are really hard working. They get up to open the store by 6:30, and then they close around 8 or 9, depending on the day. They are open every day of the week, and only take vacation once a year. There are a few people who come in to help my host parents with the store, but Rigo and Yanira are always there, either attending to customers or organizing new deliveries.
They actually used to live in New Jersey for four years, and their son was born there. But they came back to Costa Rica when Rigo's mom got sick, and they were never able to get their visa renewed. Because of their experience in the sates, my foreignness is less weird to them. They know a lot about US culture, and I'm not an exciting novelty like I was in el Rosario. The change is welcome, and I'm glad not to be a walking curiosity in my own home anymore.
Their little boy is adorable. He is an only child, and the mom definitely babies him. But he is really well behaved and is always ready to play. He likes to play games revolved around hiding objects and then finding them. We made paper snowflakes one day, and he's been getting a kick out of hiding the snowflakes and asking me to find them. We also play a lot of dominoes. And he's beaten me in checkers a few times.
The grandpa mostly sits on his rocker on the front porch and watches the people walk by. In my free time I like to sit on the porch with him and read. This mutual porch spending time is our main source of bonding. He is missing a few teeth, and he mumbles, and is generally really hard for me to understand. So, our communications are pretty limited, but we get along well.
My best friends in the community are my neighbors. There is one family who lives across the street from me, that I spend most of my time with. There is a mom, dad, and 3 kids. Two girls and boy. The mom, Alicia, is the one I went running with that I wrote about. Alicia is always inviting me over to bake or do something with them, and they are always looking out for me.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Saturday, January 29, 2011
So, I´m outside of my host parents little store, and a lady rides up on her motorcycle. ¨come here for a minute¨she says. ¨me?¨ I have to clarify. ---I am always shocked when people ask for me, personally. It makes me endlessly happy when people remember my name and know a little about me, but when a total stranger knows about me, it makes me feel less invisible, and I know that I am making some kind of headway at making a name for myself in the community.----´
¨yes, you, are are Julia right, the Peace Corps volunteer?¨
holy crap she knows my name AND she knows that I work for Peace Corps.
this is a great start to the conversation. so we get to talking and she tells me that she works for World Vision, one of the biggest NGOs in the world of development and child services. They have a branch in Upala, which is where she works from. She, Mary, told me that World Vision wants to have an art workshop in Chimurria for the kids in the community while they are on vacation, and asked me if I would be interested in helping them.
(Really, she knows my name, the peace corps, and she is helping find ways to help the community, I am exctatic)
So, I get to lead an art workshop for the kids in my community, and World Vision supplies the art supplies and finds the space. We had our first little art workshop last friday, and we will sart again this wednesday. It is only for 3 days and we have two groups. One for 3 hours in the morning and one for 3 hours in the afternoon.
If you have ever seen me draw, you might doubt my abilities to lead an art workshop, but I am telling you it was so much fun, and the kids loved it. I am kind of short of ideas on what to do with them next class, I might have to resort to making turkeys from traced hands, or maybe make fortune tellers. So if you have any ideas on fun kids art projects, let me know!
side note- I am getting really homesick, and its hard to keep myself motivated some days. Some days I have fun art workshops to lead, and others I just wander around the community looking for people to talk to. This job, my life in Costa Rica, is harder than I anticipated. When school starts I will at least be busy enough to forget about my homesickness for a while. But keeping my mind off of something only works temporarily, it doesn´t really solve the problem. I think the only way to cure homesickness is to feel at home in my community. That will take time, I know, you can´t just arrive somewhere and make it home. but, I wish it were a little easier. They have told us from the beginning that the first 3 months are the hardest. I don´t think I really imagined how hard it would be. Being alone in my community is way different than being in training with all my friends. Well, at least I have one month down. Two more to go, right? I am putting a lot of hope on month 4. --
Until then, I am trying to take life one day at a time, and looking for joy in the little things. Any other ideas to kick homesickness and to feel more at home in Chimurria are more than welcome.
lots of love,
Julia
¨yes, you, are are Julia right, the Peace Corps volunteer?¨
holy crap she knows my name AND she knows that I work for Peace Corps.
this is a great start to the conversation. so we get to talking and she tells me that she works for World Vision, one of the biggest NGOs in the world of development and child services. They have a branch in Upala, which is where she works from. She, Mary, told me that World Vision wants to have an art workshop in Chimurria for the kids in the community while they are on vacation, and asked me if I would be interested in helping them.
(Really, she knows my name, the peace corps, and she is helping find ways to help the community, I am exctatic)
So, I get to lead an art workshop for the kids in my community, and World Vision supplies the art supplies and finds the space. We had our first little art workshop last friday, and we will sart again this wednesday. It is only for 3 days and we have two groups. One for 3 hours in the morning and one for 3 hours in the afternoon.
If you have ever seen me draw, you might doubt my abilities to lead an art workshop, but I am telling you it was so much fun, and the kids loved it. I am kind of short of ideas on what to do with them next class, I might have to resort to making turkeys from traced hands, or maybe make fortune tellers. So if you have any ideas on fun kids art projects, let me know!
side note- I am getting really homesick, and its hard to keep myself motivated some days. Some days I have fun art workshops to lead, and others I just wander around the community looking for people to talk to. This job, my life in Costa Rica, is harder than I anticipated. When school starts I will at least be busy enough to forget about my homesickness for a while. But keeping my mind off of something only works temporarily, it doesn´t really solve the problem. I think the only way to cure homesickness is to feel at home in my community. That will take time, I know, you can´t just arrive somewhere and make it home. but, I wish it were a little easier. They have told us from the beginning that the first 3 months are the hardest. I don´t think I really imagined how hard it would be. Being alone in my community is way different than being in training with all my friends. Well, at least I have one month down. Two more to go, right? I am putting a lot of hope on month 4. --
Until then, I am trying to take life one day at a time, and looking for joy in the little things. Any other ideas to kick homesickness and to feel more at home in Chimurria are more than welcome.
lots of love,
Julia
Thursday, January 20, 2011
zombies and workouts
The most entertaining things about the past few days:
1) explaining zombies to my host family
2) going ¨running¨with my neighbor
Zombies:
I´m reading a book right now, World War Z, about a zombie apocoplypse and how the various countries around the world would respond. It´s mostly stupid, but its´s also funny. Anyway, I have the book out, and my uncle asks me what ¨war¨means in Spanish. And we start talking about the book I´m reading.
Salvador (my uncle): What is the book about?
Me: oh, its a book about a ficiticious zombie apocolypse.
(funny looks)
Me: You know, zombies. Uh. They are dead people who reanimate and feed of the flesh of the living...(I imitate a zombie)
Cousin: Oh, huh, I think I saw a movie about that once
Salvador: It has to be about this book!
Me: Anyway, the book hypothosyses what each country would do under such an event
Yanira (my host mom): Do you mean mummies?
Me: No, zombies
Yanira: Are they sleeping
Me: No, they are dead.
Cousin: OOOH, like I am legend with Will Smith
Me: exactly! Yes, Exactly like that
Salvador: I think I have that movie! I will go watch it tomorrow.
Anyway, the collective knowledge of zombies does not exist in Costa Rica. And it is way harder to explain in Spanish than my Spanish classes prepared me for. But that conversation had me laughing for days.
Running
I go running pretty frequently in my little town, and a neighbor told me she loved to run, and we decided to go running together one evening.
At the agreed upon time, she showed up at my house in jean capris, and a button up t-shirt. She was carrying a plastic bag with a water bottle in it, and was accompanied by her 6-year-old daughter. ¨I´m ready¨she says. I am doubtful, but go to change into my running clothes.
We get maybe 3 minutes into the run when the little girl needs a break. So, we walk the rest of the way, and pretty soon it gets dark and we head to the soccer field to run there, and do other exercises, and the little girl can be there and watch or participate if she wants. So we start running across the field, pretty soon another neighbor joins us. She is also wearing jean capris. Her dogs and her daughter come out to exercise, too. This turns into the most entertaining workout of my life. We would sprint across the field, they would stretch, and I would do some crossfit inspired exercise, then we would sprint again. Dogs, kids, jean capris, and all.
We are planning to meet up again tonight for another workout. Hopefully we can round up a few more participants.
1) explaining zombies to my host family
2) going ¨running¨with my neighbor
Zombies:
I´m reading a book right now, World War Z, about a zombie apocoplypse and how the various countries around the world would respond. It´s mostly stupid, but its´s also funny. Anyway, I have the book out, and my uncle asks me what ¨war¨means in Spanish. And we start talking about the book I´m reading.
Salvador (my uncle): What is the book about?
Me: oh, its a book about a ficiticious zombie apocolypse.
(funny looks)
Me: You know, zombies. Uh. They are dead people who reanimate and feed of the flesh of the living...(I imitate a zombie)
Cousin: Oh, huh, I think I saw a movie about that once
Salvador: It has to be about this book!
Me: Anyway, the book hypothosyses what each country would do under such an event
Yanira (my host mom): Do you mean mummies?
Me: No, zombies
Yanira: Are they sleeping
Me: No, they are dead.
Cousin: OOOH, like I am legend with Will Smith
Me: exactly! Yes, Exactly like that
Salvador: I think I have that movie! I will go watch it tomorrow.
Anyway, the collective knowledge of zombies does not exist in Costa Rica. And it is way harder to explain in Spanish than my Spanish classes prepared me for. But that conversation had me laughing for days.
Running
I go running pretty frequently in my little town, and a neighbor told me she loved to run, and we decided to go running together one evening.
At the agreed upon time, she showed up at my house in jean capris, and a button up t-shirt. She was carrying a plastic bag with a water bottle in it, and was accompanied by her 6-year-old daughter. ¨I´m ready¨she says. I am doubtful, but go to change into my running clothes.
We get maybe 3 minutes into the run when the little girl needs a break. So, we walk the rest of the way, and pretty soon it gets dark and we head to the soccer field to run there, and do other exercises, and the little girl can be there and watch or participate if she wants. So we start running across the field, pretty soon another neighbor joins us. She is also wearing jean capris. Her dogs and her daughter come out to exercise, too. This turns into the most entertaining workout of my life. We would sprint across the field, they would stretch, and I would do some crossfit inspired exercise, then we would sprint again. Dogs, kids, jean capris, and all.
We are planning to meet up again tonight for another workout. Hopefully we can round up a few more participants.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
PO BOX
Sometimes, I admit, I get lonely and miss home. So, in order to have better communication with my friends and family I have opened up a PO Box, here is the address:
Julia Lockamy
Apartado Postal 29-5707
Upala, Alajuela C.P. 21301 CR
Costa Rica
CA
You can send letters, packages, what ever to this address. If you send packages be sure to do it with the US Postal Service. It is cheaper and more likely to get to me. Fed-Ex packages get held up in San Jose and I have to take a 5 hour bus ride to get to it.
I am excited to have an official address, and this will be it for 2 years, so write it down!
Julia Lockamy
Apartado Postal 29-5707
Upala, Alajuela C.P. 21301 CR
Costa Rica
CA
You can send letters, packages, what ever to this address. If you send packages be sure to do it with the US Postal Service. It is cheaper and more likely to get to me. Fed-Ex packages get held up in San Jose and I have to take a 5 hour bus ride to get to it.
I am excited to have an official address, and this will be it for 2 years, so write it down!
Friday, December 24, 2010
Feliz Navidad
I am in my new site, just got here a few days ago. I am happy to say that I have a cell phone now, so, the new and best way to reach me is at 8627 6269. To call from the US you have to dial 011 506 8627 6269 to reach me. I am working on setting up a PO Box, more info on that to come.
My site is really different than my training community. It is hot and mostly flat, some minor hills, but it is really really flat and nice and warm (hot) and humid. There is a little sloth who hangs out in the backyard sometimes. There is a tree that hangs over the river that he likes a lot.
So in my back yard we have two rivers. As my Uncle explained to me, one is the crocodile river and the other is the swimming river. The crocodile river is more like a swamp and the water is really slow moving, and as we were walking by we heard a crocodile plop into the water. The swimming river is about 100 feet from the crocodile river. Apparantly the crocs dont swim in that river because the water goes pretty fast. I asked my Uncle, ¨really, the crocodiles never swim in the other river¨ He said ¨no, only sometimes, but they are really timid and are afraid of people, they only bite if you step on them. this river is safe to swim in.¨ uh huh, well see. So far I have not gone swimming in the swimming river. Maybe much later.
Other fun animals we have:
monkeys! I saw a litle black monkey hanging by his tail when I went on a run the other day. He was eating some fruit I can´t yet identify. There are lots of new fruits here
Lizzards! we have the kind that run accoss the water, I saw one on a different run.
Birds! in excess! my host family has a bird feeder and lots of beuatiful birds I can´t yet identify come to our house all day long. Ive been trying to take pictures of them, but they are camera shy.
I got to go to a pineapple farm and see how pinapples grow. they look really funny. i will go back and take a picture of the little baby pineapple plants.
Merry Christmas? It doesn´t really feel like Christmas because its so hot and foreign. But I guess it is anyway. I am going to make snickerdoodles for my family tonight, share some culture.
My site is really different than my training community. It is hot and mostly flat, some minor hills, but it is really really flat and nice and warm (hot) and humid. There is a little sloth who hangs out in the backyard sometimes. There is a tree that hangs over the river that he likes a lot.
So in my back yard we have two rivers. As my Uncle explained to me, one is the crocodile river and the other is the swimming river. The crocodile river is more like a swamp and the water is really slow moving, and as we were walking by we heard a crocodile plop into the water. The swimming river is about 100 feet from the crocodile river. Apparantly the crocs dont swim in that river because the water goes pretty fast. I asked my Uncle, ¨really, the crocodiles never swim in the other river¨ He said ¨no, only sometimes, but they are really timid and are afraid of people, they only bite if you step on them. this river is safe to swim in.¨ uh huh, well see. So far I have not gone swimming in the swimming river. Maybe much later.
Other fun animals we have:
monkeys! I saw a litle black monkey hanging by his tail when I went on a run the other day. He was eating some fruit I can´t yet identify. There are lots of new fruits here
Lizzards! we have the kind that run accoss the water, I saw one on a different run.
Birds! in excess! my host family has a bird feeder and lots of beuatiful birds I can´t yet identify come to our house all day long. Ive been trying to take pictures of them, but they are camera shy.
I got to go to a pineapple farm and see how pinapples grow. they look really funny. i will go back and take a picture of the little baby pineapple plants.
Merry Christmas? It doesn´t really feel like Christmas because its so hot and foreign. But I guess it is anyway. I am going to make snickerdoodles for my family tonight, share some culture.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
you can always depend on things change
I've been so busy in training lately, it's hard to even have time to breathe. Exciting things have been happening though:
1) saw my second scorpion. This time it was in my room, right over my bed. It was strange because, according to my family, "scorpions don't live here." please. this sucker was HUGE, and I made my host sister kill it because I was too afraid. I am starting to realize that Ill have to get over my scorpion phobia. baby steps?
2) I am known in my community as the girl who always buys chocolate. guilty. I probably buy chocolate at least once a day. but the good news, the store owners are starting to capitalize on this and now the little corner store chocolate selection has doubled! supply and demand works in my favor. minus the fact that my clothes are getting a little too tight....eh, what can I do?
3) We are almost almost almost done with training, and then, god willing, I will be able to swear in as a volunteer! I swear in on December 17.
4) I found out my site assignment. This news is huge, because I know where I am going to be living for the next 2 years of my life. I am being sent to a small town (read: 300 people) right outside of a larger town, Upala. It is really close to the Nicaraguan border, and is hot and flat and humid. There are a lot of rivers in the region, and its close to some active volcanoes. I will be working with three elementary schools in three different communities. I am going to visit my community this week. Im leaving on Saturday morning, and will be there for five days. Ill take pictures that I will put on facebook sometime in the next few months. I am going to get to meet my host family, and I am super nervous. All I know about them so far is that there is a mom and a dad. I dont think there are any kids at home, and Im not sure how old my host parents are. I anticipate it being very different from my current host family situation. Even though it's just me and my grandma and sister who live in the house, at any given moment 6am-8pm there are at least 5+ people hanging out in the kitchen, watching TV, sitting on the porch. My house is the social gathering place for all of my extended family, and there is always someone to talk to, some gossip being spread, and some coffee brewing. Its going to be hard to leave el Rosario.
5) I made "rice krispy treats" for my family. I wanted to make them a little treat, and I thought it would be nice. It didn't turn out horrible, but it was far from the rice krispy treats of my childhood....and lets admit it, my adulthood, too. In Costa Rica they sell these colored, flavored marshmallows, that are like jet-puff marshmallows...sort of....but also not. They are lime/lemon/orange/strawberry flavored. and they are delicious, don't worry, but its not the same. Also, I couldn't find any rice-krispy like cereal, but I did find a fruit-loop like cereal. So, I figured hey: fruit loops would go great with tropical marshmallows! right! right? well. my family didn't know the difference, and they pretended to like it. that was sweet of them.
6) for thanksgiving, the PCTs in my training community made a thanksgiving dinner at one of our host families houses. We made greenbean caserole, mashed potatoes, stuffing, turkey, apple pie, and cookies (guess who thought up the ingenious idea to make cookies!). The dinner was such a success. Mostly because the food was delicious...but also because my training community is starting to feel like my family, and at dinner I realized how much they mean to me and how close we have become in just two months.
1) saw my second scorpion. This time it was in my room, right over my bed. It was strange because, according to my family, "scorpions don't live here." please. this sucker was HUGE, and I made my host sister kill it because I was too afraid. I am starting to realize that Ill have to get over my scorpion phobia. baby steps?
2) I am known in my community as the girl who always buys chocolate. guilty. I probably buy chocolate at least once a day. but the good news, the store owners are starting to capitalize on this and now the little corner store chocolate selection has doubled! supply and demand works in my favor. minus the fact that my clothes are getting a little too tight....eh, what can I do?
3) We are almost almost almost done with training, and then, god willing, I will be able to swear in as a volunteer! I swear in on December 17.
4) I found out my site assignment. This news is huge, because I know where I am going to be living for the next 2 years of my life. I am being sent to a small town (read: 300 people) right outside of a larger town, Upala. It is really close to the Nicaraguan border, and is hot and flat and humid. There are a lot of rivers in the region, and its close to some active volcanoes. I will be working with three elementary schools in three different communities. I am going to visit my community this week. Im leaving on Saturday morning, and will be there for five days. Ill take pictures that I will put on facebook sometime in the next few months. I am going to get to meet my host family, and I am super nervous. All I know about them so far is that there is a mom and a dad. I dont think there are any kids at home, and Im not sure how old my host parents are. I anticipate it being very different from my current host family situation. Even though it's just me and my grandma and sister who live in the house, at any given moment 6am-8pm there are at least 5+ people hanging out in the kitchen, watching TV, sitting on the porch. My house is the social gathering place for all of my extended family, and there is always someone to talk to, some gossip being spread, and some coffee brewing. Its going to be hard to leave el Rosario.
5) I made "rice krispy treats" for my family. I wanted to make them a little treat, and I thought it would be nice. It didn't turn out horrible, but it was far from the rice krispy treats of my childhood....and lets admit it, my adulthood, too. In Costa Rica they sell these colored, flavored marshmallows, that are like jet-puff marshmallows...sort of....but also not. They are lime/lemon/orange/strawberry flavored. and they are delicious, don't worry, but its not the same. Also, I couldn't find any rice-krispy like cereal, but I did find a fruit-loop like cereal. So, I figured hey: fruit loops would go great with tropical marshmallows! right! right? well. my family didn't know the difference, and they pretended to like it. that was sweet of them.
6) for thanksgiving, the PCTs in my training community made a thanksgiving dinner at one of our host families houses. We made greenbean caserole, mashed potatoes, stuffing, turkey, apple pie, and cookies (guess who thought up the ingenious idea to make cookies!). The dinner was such a success. Mostly because the food was delicious...but also because my training community is starting to feel like my family, and at dinner I realized how much they mean to me and how close we have become in just two months.
last days of training
I've been so busy in training lately, it's hard to even have time to breathe. Exciting things have been happening though:
1) saw my second scorpion. This time it was in my room, right over my bed. It was strange because, according to my family, "scorpions don't live here." please. this sucker was HUGE, and I made my host sister kill it because I was too afraid. I am starting to realize that Ill have to get over my scorpion phobia. baby steps?
2) I am known in my community as the girl who always buys chocolate. guilty. I probably buy chocolate at least once a day. but the good news, the store owners are starting to capitalize on this and now the little corner store chocolate selection has doubled! supply and demand works in my favor. minus the fact that my clothes are getting a little too tight....eh, what can I do?
3) We are almost almost almost done with training, and then, god willing, I will be able to swear in as a volunteer! I swear in on December 17.
4) I found out my site assignment. This news is huge, because I know where I am going to be living for the next 2 years of my life. I am being sent to a small town (read: 300 people) right outside of a larger town, Upala. It is really close to the Nicaraguan border, and is hot and flat and humid. There are a lot of rivers in the region, and its close to some active volcanoes. I will be working with three elementary schools in three different communities. I am going to visit my community this week. Im leaving on Saturday morning, and will be there for five days. Ill take pictures that I will put on facebook sometime in the next few months. I am going to get to meet my host family, and I am super nervous. All I know about them so far is that there is a mom and a dad. I dont think there are any kids at home, and Im not sure how old my host parents are. I anticipate it being very different from my current host family situation. Even though it's just me and my grandma and sister who live in the house, at any given moment 6am-8pm there are at least 5+ people hanging out in the kitchen, watching TV, sitting on the porch. My house is the social gathering place for all of my extended family, and there is always someone to talk to, some gossip being spread, and some coffee brewing. Its going to be hard to leave el Rosario.
5) I made "rice krispy treats" for my family. I wanted to make them a little treat, and I thought it would be nice. It didn't turn out horrible, but it was far from the rice krispy treats of my childhood....and lets admit it, my adulthood, too. In Costa Rica they sell these colored, flavored marshmallows, that are like jet-puff marshmallows...sort of....but also not. They are lime/lemon/orange/strawberry flavored. and they are delicious, don't worry, but its not the same. Also, I couldn't find any rice-krispy like cereal, but I did find a fruit-loop like cereal. So, I figured hey: fruit loops would go great with tropical marshmallows! right! right? well. my family didn't know the difference, and they pretended to like it. that was sweet of them.
6) for thanksgiving, the PCTs in my training community made a thanksgiving dinner at one of our host families houses. We made greenbean caserole, mashed potatoes, stuffing, turkey, apple pie, and cookies (guess who thought up the ingenious idea to make cookies!). The dinner was such a success. Mostly because the food was delicious...but also because my training community is starting to feel like my family, and it was
1) saw my second scorpion. This time it was in my room, right over my bed. It was strange because, according to my family, "scorpions don't live here." please. this sucker was HUGE, and I made my host sister kill it because I was too afraid. I am starting to realize that Ill have to get over my scorpion phobia. baby steps?
2) I am known in my community as the girl who always buys chocolate. guilty. I probably buy chocolate at least once a day. but the good news, the store owners are starting to capitalize on this and now the little corner store chocolate selection has doubled! supply and demand works in my favor. minus the fact that my clothes are getting a little too tight....eh, what can I do?
3) We are almost almost almost done with training, and then, god willing, I will be able to swear in as a volunteer! I swear in on December 17.
4) I found out my site assignment. This news is huge, because I know where I am going to be living for the next 2 years of my life. I am being sent to a small town (read: 300 people) right outside of a larger town, Upala. It is really close to the Nicaraguan border, and is hot and flat and humid. There are a lot of rivers in the region, and its close to some active volcanoes. I will be working with three elementary schools in three different communities. I am going to visit my community this week. Im leaving on Saturday morning, and will be there for five days. Ill take pictures that I will put on facebook sometime in the next few months. I am going to get to meet my host family, and I am super nervous. All I know about them so far is that there is a mom and a dad. I dont think there are any kids at home, and Im not sure how old my host parents are. I anticipate it being very different from my current host family situation. Even though it's just me and my grandma and sister who live in the house, at any given moment 6am-8pm there are at least 5+ people hanging out in the kitchen, watching TV, sitting on the porch. My house is the social gathering place for all of my extended family, and there is always someone to talk to, some gossip being spread, and some coffee brewing. Its going to be hard to leave el Rosario.
5) I made "rice krispy treats" for my family. I wanted to make them a little treat, and I thought it would be nice. It didn't turn out horrible, but it was far from the rice krispy treats of my childhood....and lets admit it, my adulthood, too. In Costa Rica they sell these colored, flavored marshmallows, that are like jet-puff marshmallows...sort of....but also not. They are lime/lemon/orange/strawberry flavored. and they are delicious, don't worry, but its not the same. Also, I couldn't find any rice-krispy like cereal, but I did find a fruit-loop like cereal. So, I figured hey: fruit loops would go great with tropical marshmallows! right! right? well. my family didn't know the difference, and they pretended to like it. that was sweet of them.
6) for thanksgiving, the PCTs in my training community made a thanksgiving dinner at one of our host families houses. We made greenbean caserole, mashed potatoes, stuffing, turkey, apple pie, and cookies (guess who thought up the ingenious idea to make cookies!). The dinner was such a success. Mostly because the food was delicious...but also because my training community is starting to feel like my family, and it was
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