Saturday, September 5, 2015

The milk comes in plastic bags...

When you buy milk, you buy it in plastic bags and carry it home in plastic bags.  You cut a little corner off the top and put the bag in a pitcher...pouring out a little on your cereal or into a cup of tea when you want it.  Then you put the pitcher with its bag of milk back in the refrigerator.  At the end of the bag...you squeeze the remaining liquid out forcing the last drops out...sort of like a tube of toothpaste.  Weird.

The teachers and parents of the school we are working in and with meet on Saturdays.  We just finished a five hour meeting covering just about everything and as far as I know just about nothing....  Attending as a kindergarten assistant is easy enough when the meeting is conducted in another language, because I can get the gist of the message...but attending as a parent who wants to make sure that every material is bought and prepared for their children and so that every requirement is met ensuring success in class is another experience.  I can say that I only want to speak English, read English and sit in English for a while.  One of the requirements of each family is to feed the entire school-100 people- one snack and one lunch per month.  At least I think that's what I heard....and when I asked if that meant 100 hamburgers, a mother blurted out, "100 QUINOA BURGERS."  Another mother responded sweetly, "You're only up all night once a month...."  in broken English.  I think single, full time staff with limited abilities to cook 100 of anything besides chocolate chip cookies should be exempt from this requirement....But I may have it wrong...maybe I don't have to manage 100 servings of rice with green beans and cilantro...  At this point, I couldn't really say.

One other comment-there are no ovens in this country as far as I can tell...only stovetops....gas stovetops which I have almost zero experience with.  I thank God I haven't blown my eyebrows off every time I scramble Jack's eggs or grill Olivia's sandwiches.  I wouldn't know how to begin to explain fried eye brows in Spanish...but it feels good to write to you about it in English.

Much love to each of you my friends.

5 comments:

  1. Keep your eyebrows Sweetie. You will get so good at cooking with gas, you won't want to give it up. With the right cooking pan, pot, or vessel, you can cook it all...and quite well too. Hope you are wrong about the 100 thing once a month. Maybe you were part of some new-kid-on-the- block humor

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  2. There is no El Costco...only la tienda....and not even close to 100 of the same thing. I checked with Gladys tonight. As a matter of fact...I do have to prepare 100 meals. :/ A new experience.

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    1. Ecuador bout to learn about peanut butter and jelly. A fine American delicacy! Hahaha. Nah, you can drop 10 pesos on enough beans and rice to feed an army. You'll be fine. La comida es tu amiga.

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  3. Your creativity will be expanded in ways we can't imagine. You will find solutions and soon will be thinking and dreaming in Spanish. Hopefully after experiencing several "prepared meals" you will know what to do. Thanks for sharing your adventure with us.

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