Safe

Well today I don't have any scary stories or funny happenings but I guess that is to be expected because my time here will go a lot more smooth without a big story everyday haha Today I taught them how to bowl, we used different house hold objects as the pins. As I taught them about hairspray I asked "Do I spray this in my mouth? or on my head?" So I sprayed it on my head and they all about died from laughing! They had never seen hairspray haha The kids are starting to really warm up to me. When my home room or as I call them "My three boys" come to me or first see me they always run and give me big hugs! I guess I should add that while I do miss my family here I haven't been home sick, I haven't cried myself to sleep or wondered what I'm missing out on, I've felt safe. I feel the warm embrace of children when their crying, I've felt the happy hugs and smiling faces as if they couldn't wait to come to school to see me. It's a sense of belonging. You know when you give a gift and you really aren't expecting anything back but then you do recieve something? That feeling feels so good, you feel warm, and wanted. That is how I feel as I know I'm giving something so vaulable (a good education) expect nothing in return but as soon as I feel their little hands trying to tickle my back or holding on my leg while I try to walk, it's then I feel the warmth. Phuvite was crying today so he came over and climbed on my lap. He can't speak enough english to tell me what is wrong so I scratch his back and tell him he'd be okay, as I asked him "Are you ready to play?" He looked up through his red eyes and yelled "YESSSS teacher gabi" haha All the kids have something special about them. They all bring something in to my life that I've never had. It's the strangest feeling to be in a place where no one speaks my language, no one looks like me, and everyone stares at me to feel completely safe.