(the real) Week 6

All the kids in the Cuna are sick again. I wonder all the time what I am getting myself into. I am sick again. It seems every time the kids get sick, I get sick. I think I was close to dieing yesterday. I was so hot I became delusional, and when I finally cooled down a lot I still had a 102 degree temperature. But yeah, that’s life I guess. Maybe I should stay away from the sweets, from the cookies (OoOoOh the cookies!).

My social life… I have a roommate named Alissa, and a wanna be roommate Heather. Heather and I are about the same height and weight. Alissa brought a scale with her from home and so we are having a “who can weigh more contest” (the contest is only between heather and I). We are also having a “who is stronger contest”, which is between all of us. Heather and I the other night at 11 at night(keep in mind I had a full cuna shift starting at 7 in the morning the next day), got the keys to the gym here at the orphanage and worked out in preparation for our arm wrestling tournament scheduled next Saturday. None of us could beat each other in arm wresting when we tried before, so this is how the working out came about. Our workout session was an intense 5 minutes, then we got bored and decided to use the keys we had been given to get into other places, like the music room. That was fun. Regressing to my trailer, both Heather and I (Alissa had been asleep quite awhile by that time) at 2:30, was exhilarating. Although it was not Heather’s intentions to come over, I bribed her with hot chocolate, and our night then lasted 2 more hours of talking.

School… so school starts next Monday. I will be teaching 4 art classes, 1, 2, 3, and 5 grades, and four PE classes 1, 2, 4, and 5 grades. I have some ideas of crafts for the kids to make, but if you guys have any cool ideas of easy to make crafts for the kids, you should post a blog response. Most of the kids at the orphanage already know my name, well, the name I introduce myself as, Hilliary Duff. I was thinking of telling the class that’s what my name is. Haha. Hmm and PE… That will be difficult, since most of the kids have already seen my attempt at soccer. You know when I played back home, I felt that I was pretty good, ya know for never have playing before, but here, I realize I stink beyond belief. The only thing I have on the kids is I am not afraid of knocking them over, or getting injured myself. Some of the kids are pretty big whimps I might add. In one game a kid(probably about 12) planted a full on shin kick, on my shin, and for the next ten minutes he was on the ground holding his foot, while I continued to humiliate myself with my soccer skills.

Umm and that’s it I guess.