The weeks go by faster and faster. I'm already starting to dread leaving this place. On Monday we started teaching at a new school. The first day was a little chaotic, as we thought it would be. The school is about a 20 minute walk from our house which doesn't seem like much, but when it's hot and uphill it makes it seem much longer. I was honestly a little discouraged walking to school the first couple days. It didn't help that one of the teachers I work with decided she doesn't like me and puts me down on a daily basis.. I guess after living with 30 girls in close quarters for over a month only having one person dislike you is pretty good odds. Nonetheless it made me a little upset. No matter how upset I am though the kids here find a way to brighten my day and lift my spirits. My absolute favorite part of the day is our walk home from school. You would think it is because that means I'm done for the day, but it's because I get to walk home with my kids. We get done teaching at the same time the school gets out so the kids walk us home. On a particularly rough day I started walking home just following the group and soon a little girl named Karina was at my side holding my hand. It's the little things that keep me going. This little girl had no idea how much walking home by my side meant to me that day, but I'm sure it meant something to her too.
It's amazing how one small gesture can make or break your day. It makes me wonder what I could be doing each day to brighten someone's life. I think we would all benefit from thinking this way once in a while.
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