abuelito y otra cosas

Sundays are great. If you get up to early then when you get in the shower there won't be any hot water. Today I got lucky! I had a hot shower, and when I got out I busted out my curling iron from off the shelf and actually got cute! In the Burg and at home getting cute was a normal everyday routine, but in Puebla when you teach kids who don't care what you look like as long as you give them candy, you tend to be more lax on the whole " looking great daily" buisness. Aside from the fact that my daily uniform includes a blue wool sweater vest. Yes I wear a sweater vest. For example, I let my hair dry on it's own most the time. Everyone does here, I don't know of anyone who blow drys straightens or curls their hair. My host sisters occasionally ask to borrow Nicki or I's straightener for a stake dance or something, but that is about it. I also quit wearing nail polish, oooooh crazy right?

I think I witnessed some controversy in Relief Society today. There was some eye rolling and some slightly raised voices and a lady in a turquoise dress and shawl who stood up and gave a 10 minute speech and the teacher kept on looking for opportunities to cut her off but never really got a chance. I understood some of it, but everyone talks so fast. If they talked half as fast I could probably definitely understand most. Ladies of Relief Society in Mexico are basically just like those in the States. They love treats and also massive unflattering floral dresses.

At church I asked the Missionaries for a Libro de Mormon, so I can study it in Spanish alongside my English one. One of the Missionaries is from the States, Elder Benning, but I hate to try to speak Spanish in front of him because he is SO GOOD at it. Maybe it's the two years of experience and MTC intensive language training. Maybe.

Anyways there was a white guy in our Sacrament meeting. He talked to us after and was all, " What are you kids doing here?" So we told him that we are here teaching English. He is in Puebla on business. But that's what it is like when you see another white person here, you're first thought is what the heck are you doing here too? Puebla is definitely not a major tourist attraction, even if it should be because it is BEAUTIFUL and the battle of 1862 did happen on the very hill that I live on, yes Angie, I remember our lesson about the Battle of 1862, even if I couldn't for our Spanish tests.

After church Garrett, Steph, Moroni and I went over and sang hymns to our little broken Abuelito. Abuelito is Grandpa you Spanish slackers, and the reason he is all broken is because he fell out of bed last week because he is old and broke a bunch of bones, because that is what old people do for thrills, they leap out of bed... and stuff.. I don't know. Anyways we sang him some hymns in Spanish and also some in English, but he said that they sounded much better in Spanish. I just think they sounded better when Garret would sing instead of play the harmonica.

Yesterday was pretty chill. For me. The other teachers did random chores like climbing into the water tank that is on the roof and scrubbing it out with laundry detergent and bleach, or cleaning the brakes on the Durango that Moroni drives us to school in. I wasn't feeling so hot that day on account of it was the first time I had to bust out the Imodium if that means anything to you, so my contribution was taking a bus to Wal-Mart and getting frosting and brownie mix and cooking them in the stove for everyone. Which isn't as easy as it sounds because in order for the oven to work you have to turn on the boiler, and then light the pilot of the oven with a match. I hate matches. Anyways they turned out pretty delicious I won't lie.

Abrazos y Besos,
Kayla