A few days ago was my final day with my English class. Maddy and I have been teaching this class together, although a few times only one or two kids have shown up, and some of them rarely listened, I really am going to miss them.
Maddy and I bought cake for the kids, but they also had a few surprises for us. They had made both of us giant cards with their pictures on them that they all signed. They also bought chips and soda.
When we first arrived there were seven kids, but two girls came later because they had been out buying present for us. They gave both of us earrings and a bracelet. Even though I don’t think we helped to improve their English it all, it was really touching to see them put forth so much effort into saying goodbye to us. We spent the majority of the class playing games such as telephone, musical chairs, and eating. We stayed much longer than usually but I left feeling a bit sad, but also content that I had made a difference in their lives.
The following day I had to say goodbye again. It was my last day at the orphanage. Although two of the kids that used to be there were already gone, there were still three more who I had to say goodbye to. Although I don’t think they understood that I wouldn’t return, it was really sad for me. As soon as I walked through the gate, Byron ran over to me and grabbed my hand and dragged me over to the corner to play. As I was leaving they all began to cry since I was the only person in the playroom at that time. That was my last image of them. What makes it even more sad is that I will never see these kids again and I have no idea what will happen to them in the future.
Later that day I had my last lit class. I’m really going to miss this professor. He is honestly one of the most intelligent people I have ever meet. I learned so much about literature and life in general in his class.
After my last lit class, I had my last cultures in contact class. I will never see the Chileans in that class again, or many of the other students as well. There are so many little people whom I will never see again. My neighbor who lives on the floor below me and always leaves for class as the same time as me, the man who works in the store across from my apartment where I go to buy bread for my family, my mom’s friend Carlos, Gloria from the CIEE office, and so many others who have had an impact in my life.
Here is a list of some of the things I will miss, as well as some of the things I won’t miss
My host family
Running along the pacific ocean every morning
Having my room cleaned and my laundry done for me
People calling me mijita
Having to tip everyone
Having to light a match everytime I want to take a shower
Taking cold showers when I forget to light the calefont
Only taking five minute showers