Happies and Crappies

To whom it may concern, we made it through another day in paradise! Every night at dinner, we go around the table and share about our day, also knows as our happies and crappies. I thought tonight I would share with you some of our happies and crappies for the day.

Crappy ~ The car ride to Buena Vista was a long, 2 hour trek.
Happy ~  During the car ride, the Americans got to talk with the Guatemalan missionaries. We shared stories about our life at home, about our families, and also about our faith. They helped us with our Spanish and we helped them with their English. (They are especially fond of how hard Dustin is trying to learn Spanish.)
Crappy ~ Some of us have been suffering through allergies and continual headaches.
Happy ~ While waiting for the lesson to start, we got to play some games with the kids. First we played tag but then switched to cops and robbers, or in Spanish, policia y ladrones. We would chase down the kids, pick them up, and then carry them to the big tree where the "jail" was. We played in a soccer field so everybody got muddy!
Crappy ~ When we went to start the faith lesson, some men came in a truck and started using a chainsaw to cut down nearby trees. This made it impossible for the kids to be able to hear what we were saying. Because of this we had to move across to the other side of the field so we could be heard. The thing is though, as soon as we left, so did then men who were working there. Oscar called it the Diablo Chainsaw, translated to Devil Chainsaw. It was kind of like the devil was trying to stop us from sharing the story with the kids.Which leads into the next happy.
Happy ~ We conquered the Diablo Chainsaw and go to teach the kids the faith lesson despite the struggles. The kids also enjoyed coloring their boxes. One little girl even walked up to me and asked "debuja el conejo?" which means "Draw me a bunny?" and I was blessed to be able to understand her and help her decorate her box.

We also had many other adventures not mentioned above. We got to see how rubber was made (it comes from trees if you didn't know), and we got to visit more people in their homes and share the word that way as well.  Some of us even got to venture down the mountain to a beautiful stream at the bottom. I won't tell you about all little things now though. You'll have to ask one of us about it when we get back.
Thanks for reading and God bless!
~Becca