Up The Canyon

Well, we're leaving our community based training site tomorrow. we'll never come back here - at least not as trainees. its kinda sad. ill miss my family. we shared one (perhaps final) bonding moment last night as we were talking pictures of all of us together. my host mom also gave me a gift and i really appreciate it. they sure are a great family and i have appreciated living with them and sharing experiences with themm.

earlier this week we had a party to thank all the host families. lost of people were there. i went with two of my brothers and a cousin. there was plenty of pasteries, cookies, juice, soda... and even a cake. it was great. we also had a duscission about the differences in moroccan/american culture and everyone was invited to ask questions about why we do things the way we do.

GO WHERE YOU WANT ME TO GO

in the next few days we'll get our site placement assignemnts. im excited to find out where ill be sent. its kinda like waiting for a mission call all over again... ha ha.

i had a dream a few nights ago that we all got our site assignements and i was assigned to work in the most beautiful area of morocco with a huge waterfall nearby. everyone was jealous i got assigned to work there. ha ha.

we'll see how the actual site placemtns work out. a fellow trainee has been having premonitions regarding where people will be placed. when i ask here where i might go she draws a blank (bless her hert). i wish she could give me some idea. im dying to find out.

(sorry for any errors in this post - the keyboard im using is incredibly sticky and hard to use).

i have a small gift to give my famiy to show my appreciation for their efforts to make me comfortable and safe here in morocco. they have been great.

im also anxious for site placement because a few days after finding out our assignmnts we;ll go to the site for site visits - which should last about 5 days. its scary to think ill have to do most of the following with the meager language skills i have right now: meet local law enforcement, meet school/various association directors, observe activities at the house of youth, open a po box (get ready to send me packages, please ha ha), start the papers for a moroccan identification card, and get used to new host families...oh yeah, two more things... travel to the place, somewhere ive never been before, and keep an eye out for an apartment to move into within the next month and a half.

wow. how exciting. thats allot to do with so little language skills, but im sure it will work out.

RUNNING BACK TO ME

i have a miracle id like to share. a few nights ago i lost one of the zipper pull strings off my beloved patagonia rain jacket. when i saw it was gone my very first thought was 'oh, ill find it somewhere' but then i quickyl thought 'it could be anywhere, i wear this coat everywhere i go, oh well, its gone'.

the next day i asked my fellow trainees to keep an eye out for it. well.... that night one of the other trainees found it in the classroom we use to teach english. it was a miracle. i was so happy. some bunny up there loves me.