Elevator Operator

It was tour on friday.....and all the kids that could afford to go were so excited. We met at the buspark for 5:45 in the morning, which means we left at 7:15. Oh Guyana time. It was raining, and hot on the bus crammed with 4 or 5 to a row. We took off to the Parliament building! We got in, and not even knowing it, I was voted to be Interpreter of the day= me signing words of law that I have no idea what the signs are, it was a fun and awkward experience. We then went to the Bank of Guyana, where for the first time ever students got to be in an elevator. It is the strangest feeling in the world being in one and being the only one to know how to use it. They were nervous as I pressed the button that took us up. They couldnt believe it when they got out on a different floor. It was my favorite part of the day. An elevator ride.

We then went to the National Park and ate lunch. We played in the puddles from all the rain and red ants attacked our feet on our way over to the bridge. It was so nice to hang and talk to the kids in a different capacity. My favorite part was talking with 13 year old Jamacia. We had a indepth talk about life and what we want and where we are headed. She told me she wants to do hair or teach, and wants to marry and have kids. She wants to marry someone who is deaf too, because then he will understand her more she said. So thoughtful.

We ended the day with runnning many of zoyas errands...= waiting in a bus for over an hour and then finally we got to the sea wall. I told all the kids to make a wish and throw it into the ocean. I wish I had a camera for that shot!
Its funny how much more you learn about kids when out of school....it was a special day, with special people.

Peace Love and Tours!!