I have made it my daily habit to walk to the plaza de armas, a quaint park with benches circling around a beautiful fountain. I sit on one of the benches and watch the people walk through the park or the childrne play around the fountain. I recently have begun to hang out with the men who play chess in the park every night. There are always two or three games going at one time and at least three or four onlookers. Although the men have encouraged me to take a try at the game, I decline and remain one of the on lookers. It has been way too many years and I want to remember strategy before I try to play. I love it though. Chess needs no language, and I feel like I am in a park in New York.
All in all, htis city has become so dear to me. I am not sure why, but i truly feel at home here. It helps that the son of the family who owns the hostel I live in is so nice to me. His name is Felipe and he is 21 years old and a student of Chemistry at the university. For some reason, I have no clue why, he has decided to be so sweet and makes sure that I am having a good time. We talked the other day for about an hour, that´s right, in SPANISH. See, I know my spanish must not be as bad as I think it is if I am havinghour long conversations. In any case, life seems so good right now. I love my room, except for the fact that every night I get asthma from it. It is in the back corner of the house and I have a huge window through which I watch the stars every night. And the family has begun to treat me like I am no longer a tenent, but a part of their family.
OH! I also recently recieved the book I ordered online, Alfred Edershiem´s The life and Times of Jesus the Messiah, and I have been devouring it like no other. i do believe that it will probably be one of my favorite books of all time. I used part of it in my Senior Project, but now I can just read and read and read.
The only thing that still rests in the back of my mind is what I am going to be doing after my Spanish classes end in a few weeks. I figure that classes will end in early October and my November i need to be working at something. If anyone has any ideas I would love to hear them. I know I could always go to teach English in Santiago, but I don´t get excited when i think of that. I truly think that I want to live out the phrase that has been in my heart recently "to love those the world has chosen to ignore". Isn´t that what we are called to do? And here I am, willing, but I have no clue where to go.
All in all, htis city has become so dear to me. I am not sure why, but i truly feel at home here. It helps that the son of the family who owns the hostel I live in is so nice to me. His name is Felipe and he is 21 years old and a student of Chemistry at the university. For some reason, I have no clue why, he has decided to be so sweet and makes sure that I am having a good time. We talked the other day for about an hour, that´s right, in SPANISH. See, I know my spanish must not be as bad as I think it is if I am havinghour long conversations. In any case, life seems so good right now. I love my room, except for the fact that every night I get asthma from it. It is in the back corner of the house and I have a huge window through which I watch the stars every night. And the family has begun to treat me like I am no longer a tenent, but a part of their family.
OH! I also recently recieved the book I ordered online, Alfred Edershiem´s The life and Times of Jesus the Messiah, and I have been devouring it like no other. i do believe that it will probably be one of my favorite books of all time. I used part of it in my Senior Project, but now I can just read and read and read.
The only thing that still rests in the back of my mind is what I am going to be doing after my Spanish classes end in a few weeks. I figure that classes will end in early October and my November i need to be working at something. If anyone has any ideas I would love to hear them. I know I could always go to teach English in Santiago, but I don´t get excited when i think of that. I truly think that I want to live out the phrase that has been in my heart recently "to love those the world has chosen to ignore". Isn´t that what we are called to do? And here I am, willing, but I have no clue where to go.
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