School starts tomorrow.....

Work, work, work. The school is almost done and classes begin tomorrow! Today was a great day. We moved all the school supplies including construction paper, notebooks, posters, underwear, socks, shoes, scissors......you know all those things that make school, school. Entertainment was provided by the local boys in underwear running around in the rain, namely Diori, an 8 year old Dominican who has a lazy eye. Culture was bestowed upon me by one of the workers, Juan, a 38 year old. He showed up a little drunk (really drunk) and had a heart to heart with Elizabeth and I. This was followed by Juan taking me to his home. This is what I found at Juan's house:

His mom (clothed in a towel)
His grandma
His daughter
His wife? (Dominicans have multiple ladies running around)
6 or 7 local kids....probably his relatives
a dog
One bucket with a huge turtle
One bucket with live crabs
One bucket with pigs feet....which Juan told me were really delicious

All in all, I learned more about my dear friend and this incredible culture. Everyone is up in each other's business...no need for email, texts, or facebook. I love it though. I have really been thinking about moving to Montellano, where Juan lives and the schools location. Our maid, Luz, lives there and has an extra bedroom. Talk about culture overload. However, I did not come here for a cushy fluffy comfortable vacation. I came here to become Dominican...I want to be Dominican....I will be Dominican.

For those of yall that have been wondering. As of now, I have fallen in love maybe 50 times with Dominican women. Right now my crush is on Ivi, a four year old girl that is too cute. She loves to punch and kick me....we are meant to be. It might just have to be a long long long engagement.

I love and miss yall very very very much, but God is rockin me down here....and I am diggin it. Start teaching PE tomorrow...so pray, pray, pray.