Nothing quite leads to celebrity-dom as being gone from everyone you've ever known for a year and for them to all know you'll be leaving for another year. Time is very limited.
I missed people, but not really the place. I think that it's always been true. Wherever I go, I make a home and I miss the people from wherever home was before, but not the place. It's comforting to know that wherever I go after Copan, I'll be home.
I've been trying to stay engaged. I have books in Spanish that I translate every day, I've been reading the papers, making a scrapbook of the past year, working out at Curves, and reading up on what I can do to prepare for teaching 4th grade. I rejoined the library to get the Spanish books from the kids section. I read them out loud, sometimes to my folks, and translate them.
I've enjoyed watching Honduras play in the World Cup, even now that we know they won't be moving out of their set. I'm proud of them for going and it's been fun to talk to people back in Copan about it. Especially in Spanish, that's just been refreshing.
I'm largely adjusted now. It's not that this world is different from when I left it in August, it's that it feels so normal, while feeling very abnormal. Some comforts I missed, but largely I'm...I don't know the word, disenchanted? I think that's best. I was so tired when I first got here, just processing everything that was once normal. That's gotten easier.
I went up to camp and to Farmville, each of which is a world in and of themselves. It was strange but nice to be back. Camp was the best, but I saw so many people that I've loved for a long time. Farmville also gave me the chance to catch up with Debby and her family. I wish I could work at camp AND go back to Honduras AND spend time with my other friends and my family, but alas.
No comments:
Post a Comment