This week has been a LOT of knocking and a little finding. Wednesday
we left right after studies to go try all the potentials down south,
and as we went we would talk to almost everyone we saw, even when that
meant awkwardly stopping the car or turning around. Four hours and
over twenty houses later we stopped for a few minutes at a park to eat
our gourmet dinner of granola bars and gold fish.
So something you should know about Tucson, those beautiful blue rivers
that show up on google maps, those are washes. They are brown and dry.
Those gorgeous green squares denoting parks, those are also brown. And
dry. So when we saw that the park we were going to had a beautiful
blue blob we thought, yeah right. But no, there was actually water!
Beautiful blue water. We had to take pictures :) (which I of course
don't have in my iPad right now . . . Sorry)
While we were out trying potentials we drove by a house where two kids
were playing out on the front porch and their mother had just gone
inside. I felt like we should stop so we pulled over and knocked. The
mom answered the door but told us in Spanish to wait a moment. A
moment later her English-speaking daughter appeared at the door. I
wanted to say wait I speak Spanish but I didn't even get the chance. I
guess people see the gringa (white girl) and assume . . . Which I'm
fine with. It's when they hear me speak Spanish and THEN send the
English speaker that it hurts a little ;). Anyway, we talked to her
daughter and left her a pamphlet on the restoration, and when we came
back a few days later her mom had read the pamphlet and wanted us to
come back and teach her more!
Saturday was full of miracles and tender mercies, among them, the
baptism of Carolina (in the pink sweater).
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