It was super cold last night. Perhaps not Wisconsin cold, but pretty cold by Honduras standards. I had to turn the ceiling fan off and Noah had 4 blankets on during the night...3 of them were heavier blankets.
The students took their math test today. There were 2 girls who put their name on the test and turned it in completely blank. The rest took their time and a few asked questions. There were 2 small errors on the test, but I put a note about them up on the blackboard. The test originally had 10 questions and was worth 45 points. Profe Ramon and I had decided to take off the one question that would be impossible for all of the students and make the rest of the 9 problems worth 5 points each.
Profe Ramon had asked if I would correct the tests, so I took them with me and said that I'd have them back to him by the afternoon. I had most of the test corrected before lunch, but since my brain was tired, needed to take a quick nap before correcting the last word problem on volume using definite integrals. The tests didn't look the greatest to me, but ultimately Profe Ramon would be determining who passed the course and who did not. Students need a 70% in the course to pass. I returned the tests before the end of the school day and Profe Ramon said that he would take them home and combine those scores with homework, classwork, and behavior to get an overall score for the course for each student.
When we went back to our room, Noah and I saw that the container arrived, so we headed down to help unload the container. The boxes that we had sent at the beginning of July were on the container and would soon be in the proper hands. My cousin Sara had sent quite a few clothes for the kids in the baby and toddler house (Honduran toddlers tend to be a LOT smaller than American toddlers), and I sent a bunch of uniforms down for the kids. After the container was emptied, it was time for supper.
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| The container up against the warehouse, ready to by emptied |
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| Noah is in green way at the left ready to empty the container |
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| The beginnings of emptying the container |
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| Noah holding Ramen noodles and smiling |
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| One of many boxes sent by us (Thanks Sara!) |
We were told that the Ohio team would be playing a game of basketball against the big boys tonight...in what they called "Americans vs Hondurans". The Ohio boys let us know that they had challenged the big boys to a game of soccer last year and lost 0-13 and figured it was because soccer is a Honduran thing, so they were bound and determined to beat them in a "American" game of basketball. Alina and Noah were so excited to be able to play their first game of basketball down here for this year. When we went in the gym, we saw the big boys first, and they asked if Alina and Noah were going to play. I let them know that the group said it was "Americans vs Hondurans" but them told the big boys that Alina and Noah weren't part of the group, so I asked the big boys who they should play with...of course they said Alina and Noah should play with them...which the Ohio crew was completely okay with. Fast forward a little bit - the Hondurans won (with Alina and Noah's help) 32-20!!! Did I mention that the Ohio group had a boy that was 6'6"? Alina did a GREAT job defending him. He was bound and determined to dunk, and never had the chance.
After the game, Alina and Luis David played a game of 1-on-1, Alina was always up by 2 or 4 points, and then Noah and Luis David's friend joined in...making it 2 against 2. Ending score: 49-38, Alina and Noah won.
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| Alina 1-on-1 against Luis David |
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| Luis David tries to score on Alina after being taunted by her |
It was an awesome day to be at Emmanuel today and I had two teenagers who came back to our room ready to sleep!!! (After they showered off the stink and sweat from the game, of course)
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