no podemos hacer grandes cosas


This quote by Mother Teresa was painted on the wall outside of the elementary school we went to on Friday to give talks on nutrition and I really love it. It says, “We can’t do great things, but we can do small things with great love.”

This week has dragged by slowly, mostly because I am so anxious to find out my site assignment on Monday. This is probably the first and last time I’ll ever be excited for Monday to come. I will find out not only where I’ll be living for the next 2 years, but also what organization I’ll be working with and what my job description is. I feel like I’m reaching into one of those mystery bags at the dollar store and I have NO idea what I’m going to get. It’s a scary feeling. I also have to start taking malaria meds today because next week we are going on a tech trip near the coast, and they supposedly give you crazy dreams. I do not have high hopes in my ability to get any sleep tonight.

Highlights of this week included trying to learn how to teach fitness classes to pregnant women and old people (key word: TRYING), stuffing my face at a Peace Corps potluck, and giving talks on nutrition to 2nd and 3rd graders. Even though it’s kind of scary, I am enjoying working in the schools because the kids think we are cool because we are foreigners and they sort of mostly listen to us (usually). I also really like the art projects that are involved in preparing for these talks. We also discovered a “wine bar” (we call it a wine bar because they are usually selling at least one type of wine, sometimes even two!) that has an outdoor patio so we’ve been going there after class to relax, unwind, and enjoy the outdoors.

One of my favorite things about this town is that every house has a rooftop with an amazing view. I’ve been visiting as many of my volunteer friends as possible and scoping out their roofs. On Friday we spent the night sitting in a circle on a volunteer friend’s roof, watching the stars and the lights from the city, and singing “wagon wheel” and assorted backstreet boys songs along to a guitar someone managed to drag here from the US. On Saturday we went to Cumbaya, the upscale counterpart to Tumbaco, and I ate a turkey sandwich with cheddar cheese and avocado. Turkey sandwiches and cheddar cheese are my favorite food group, and I haven’t been able to find either since I’ve been here, so that was pretty much the highlight of my entire day.

Right now I am waiting on my host fam to be ready to leave for the grandparents’ house. They are having a family get-together for Father’s Day and all they’ve told me is that it will involve eating lunch and playing soccer. I’m sure the day has many more surprises in store. Happy Father’s Day!!!!!!


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