Saturday was too

Saturday I gave myself some quiet time in the house.  I did some laundry, listened to music, and ate good food.

Around 1 I left to venture into the park.  There I encountered several of the other teachers and some of our students playing with chalk in center.  Other kids had come to join, some to draw, others to have chalk wars.  It was entertaining.  As the afternoon wore on, more and more of my students came into the park.  There seemed to be artists everywhere.  Several passed by to work on the mural of bottle caps that my students helped collect.  One was in the corner doing caricatures.  One of the students got one done and we waited for him before going a few blocks down, with the students, to see the mural in action.

When we got there, we helped sort through the bottle caps.  A pile of those that we could use and a pile of those that we could not.  The artist drew lines in the cement he was laying on the side of the wall and showed the kids how to mount the bottle caps into it.  They took turns helping out.  I was keeping an eye out for a girl who had gone to ask her mom before coming, and I knew she was going to end up heading the wrong direction (she knew we were near the fair grounds, but they were 2 blocks below us).  When she arrived, I went down to get her, since a few drunks were stumbling by.  Two of the boys followed me, and then ignored me when I instructed them to go back.  I got uncomfortable having disobedient children around drunks, so we went back to the park.

I went home for a short time, and then texted Katie from Urban Promise.  I knew that she was going with some of her youth to the fair and wanted to join them.  However, what I had not understood and then signed up for, was a trip to Nueva Esperanza (up the mountain a bit) to collect 20ish 7 year olds, and helping with one of the groups of 7 year old girls.  We went from 6-8 and I had a blast with my three new, young friends.  One of my girls was a bit prissy and didn't want to follow the rules.  In fact, for most of the time, she despised me.  Toward the end she had a change of heart and we were inseparable. 

The girls clamored back onto the bus when it was time to go and I waved them goodbye to join some of the teachers who had come down to the fair as well.