My whereabouts for the past week...
Greg flew in Saturday morning (having left for the airport straight from his school in Hawaii and spent 16 hours flying) and we took him right onto the road. We took a long bus ride out to Santa Bárbara to do a concurso with the kids from Copprome and the boys from Amigos de Jesús, the hogar where the boys go when they get old enough. There were piñatas and little kids dancing. Then we came back to Progreso and had an awesome despedida for Nema, an awesome guy from OYE. Sunday was uncharacteristically rainy so we hung around in the house and Greg caught up on rest.
Monday I took Grego to COPPROME and he vamped up my lesson plans with some Teach For America methodological muscle (asterisk).
On Monday night the projectile vomiting and diarrhea started and then I spent all of Tuesday drinking Gatorade and tossing and turning in bed. Greg and Mary covered for my classes on Tuesday but then Greg and Shin got sick with variations on the same symptoms by mid-day.
Wednesday I still felt sick but I rallied and went to the public clínica. At the clinic the doctor said that I had a stomach bug and gave me intestinal antibiotics. In his office, like a guidance counselor or something, there were these little postcard dealies with beautiful orchids on them with the caption below, in Spanish, reading Orchids are parasites! Cheque.
I returned to teaching at Copprome on Wednesday afternoon and yesterday. When I first got back the kids said ¨Carlos, you look green, are you okay?¨ ¨Carlos, you shouldn´t eat street food, drink juice, etc.¨ I think I´m going to adopt kosher eating practices here - Shin and Greg and I talked about it and we suspect some undercooked pork chuletas.
This morning was the first morning I woke up feeling well since Monday, so YAY!
Today I´m going to arrange some staff meeting stuff, put together some finalized policies and schedules and such, and nail down some of the programación with Pati. Tomorrow, we´re taking Greg (who up until now we have been working like a dog) to the Caribbean coastal town of Tela, where all the food is made with coconut and the water is like clear bath water. Purportedly, for 30 dollars we can go to Punta Sal and see monkeys in the jungle. I think for me that could be a good buy.
Hasta,
Chele
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