Getting Sick?

This morning when I woke up, I could feel a little tickle in my throat.  I'm assuming that it is because the little night stand fan is pointed directly at my face during the night in order to keep the mosquitoes from biting us on the face.  I'm hoping and praying that's the only reason why and that I'm not getting sick.  This, so far, has been the first year that no one has really gotten any sort of sickness symptoms.  Just in case, though, when I head to town tomorrow I will be buying some throat lozenges or cough drops.  I had decided to stay in most of the day today, just in case this is more than just a tickle in the throat.

Noah and I headed to the medium boys house for devotions and then to walk with them to breakfast.  After breakfast, I found Elvia in the medium girls yard.  She had asked me yesterday if we could chat, just the 2 of us.  Although I had let her know that our chat would be private, I can say that we really had a heart-to-heart meaningful chat about the challenges tough decisions to make of being in your 20s, like she is.  I was glad to be a sounding board for her and to share in my struggles through those years, and I think that she was glad to have someone who she felt wouldn't judge her and what she had to say.  It was a nice, open, meaningful conversation.

We headed to the school together where she needed to spray paint a girl's shoes black...yes, they do that here because the girls HAVE to have black dress shoes for school and they have limited resources and not enough shoes to go around.  Misel braided my hair once again.  I think she really enjoys doing it.  She's really coming around and smiling quite a bit more.  Last week Noah had said he was scared of her.  He said that although she looked like she liked me and would give me hugs, that he felt when she was giving me a hug and looking at him that she'd give him a look as if she wanted to kill him.  Misel doesn't typically smile very much and like me, when she's not smiling she does look a bit angry...even when she's not.

After school began, I headed to the special needs yard just for a little bit, before deciding to go back to our room so that I wouldn't chance spreading any illness I actually might have.  I headed down to the high school at recess to see if Miguel passed his math course.  He did!  This means that I will no longer have to teach or tutor math for my remaining week here, so I gave the math text and all the notes I still had back to Profe Ramon and thanked him for saving everything I had done from the past 2 years, then I headed back to my room to rest a bit more.

I headed to lunch with Noah and then walked the medium boys to school.  I had a paleta (Mexican sucker) in my backpack, so had Chino tell the boys that they could do a push-up contest to see who could do the most push-ups, and that the winner would get the paleta.

Again, after the boys headed in to class, I went back to the room to rest.  This has not really been a fun day for me as I've been in the room virtually all day.  But I do not want the kids to get sick if I am actually ill.  Noah treated himself some ice cream from the 'tienda' this afternoon and spent the evening play with the 2 younger Miller children.  The Miller family will be heading back to the States on Saturday, so that will leave us with 4 days here at the orphanage just the 2 of us.

I'm thankful that people who have come and stayed in this room in the past have left books to read so that while I've been couped up in here for the day, I've had something to  do.