Scribblings from a twenty-year homeschool veteran about homeschooling, life after homeschooling, occasional peeks into the world of writing for children, and the ups and downs of life in general.
Our first Saturday morning in Costa Rica, the Corderos, Ryan, and I went to the soccer field (a dirt-packed rectangular field down the hill from their home). They said early (8am), but early translated itself into Tico-time, which was about 10 or 10:30am. There's something to be said about the relaxed lifestyle. Nobody is ever in a hurry (with the exception of the motor traffic. I saw an ad on TV--a public service announcement about the importance of being careful when crossing the streets. It showed people with large "bulls-eyes" on their backs. A timely ad and so true).
Here is Ryan on the front porch of the Cordero's place, overlooking Granadilla. This area has as many hills as Seattle!
Then, from 2-4pm, the Corderos host a neighborhood Bible Club for kids 3yr.-15yr. The kids pile in from the neighboring homes and from their small church body for songs, activities, and Bible lessons.
Here are some of the youth goofing off with the "lips." Ryan joined them--for what it was worth--as his Spanish was shaky at best. He'd been limiting his speaking vocabulary to "Quiere jugar Play Station, Erick José?" It's like he took a giant leap....backwards!
I hung out with the 3-6 year-olds and taught them "Cuidado mis ojitos al mirar" ("Oh, Be Careful Little Eyes What You See"). They were adorable--muy preciosos! (I'm hidden in the middle of the group.)
Blanca taught the grade school children. That day Jasmine received her very own Bible (from the stack our church had sent along with Ryan and me). Isn't she precious?
Later that evening, Blanca and I attended a surprise Kitchen Tea for Cecilia, a neighbor and church member. Think "Tupperware Party" reversed. Instead of everyone coming and buying kitchen supplies, everyone who attends the party brings a needed item for the hostess. She was duly surprised. The party was a joyous occasion--everyone delighting in giving this dear woman a simple item from their own small stock: a dish towel, a sugar bowl, etc. The Ticas (Costa Rican women) are warm and expressive. They laugh all the time, and they welcomed me with open hearts. They wanted so much to talk with me and I with them. Cecilia invited me for coffee another day. The infamous "Chicken Dance" (Costa Rican national dance?) was performed, and I participated, to riotous laughter. I think these parties are an excuse to get together to eat and visit. And the kids come, too.
A few camera-shy ladies?
Next week: A delightful glimpse into Sunday services
What a neat time you had! I've been reading your about your other adventures in Costa Rica as well. I have been to Mexico, and it seems they're all on the same time schedule, or lack thereof!
What a fun time everyone seems to be having. I remember those famous soccer feilds. (dirt with rocks) I played soccer at the orphan home we did a short term missions trip at. In Encanada (sp?) , Mexico. Baja Calaifornia. I was plowed down by a kid half my size. I hit my head on a rock and they had to watch me for 24 hours to make sure I didn't have a head injury.
Hee he on the one place having as many hills as Seattle.
Sending blessings and ((hugs)) my SSiC
In Him<><
-Mary
PS: Is it snowing down your way ??? It is here.
((sigh))
Here is Ryan on the front porch of the Cordero's place, overlooking Granadilla. This area has as many hills as Seattle!
Here are some of the youth goofing off with the "lips." Ryan joined them--for what it was worth--as his Spanish was shaky at best. He'd been limiting his speaking vocabulary to "Quiere jugar Play Station, Erick José?" It's like he took a giant leap....backwards!
A few camera-shy ladies? 
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