Really?! I'm in charge of like 50 kids?! who's idea was this?

OK - so Thanksgiving has come and gone - and there's already a Santa hanging out in the mall in Xela (he looks almost albino and super freaky - I really hope it's makeup, but I don't have the nerve to get close enough to check it out).. You know what that means - Christmas is almost here-

With two weeks before I'm in England, I have one major goal: - survival....

I told Ferney I'd "help out" with his summer camp, which is every Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday until the 19th of Dec. I figured there'd be about 20 kids, about 7 or 8 years old, and we'd sort of make up activities for them to do which we would make up on the spot.

INCORRECT...

There are about 50 kids that come every week (more some weeks but never fewer than 50) and they range from the age of 2-13....

what the heck are we supposed to do with that?!

Not to mention Ferney's already left me alone with all of the kids once, and is planning on doing it again this saturday so he can go into Antigua and get a tattoo- seriously that's his plan... Luckily I've convinced my friend Anna to come from her site to help me out (bless her heart), so I won't be alone alone, but still - me + 50 kids = me with even more gray hairs.

The strange part is, the kids seem to LOVE the camp - they get their EARLY (unheard of in Guatemalan culture) and hang out way after we're done (until I say, if you want to stay you have to help us clean the room...they usually disappear quite quickly after that) - and I have no idea why.

I wouldn't say that Ferney and I are at all what you would call "enthusiastic" teachers - we usually just have them paint something, or I give a charla, or they play football and/or basketball - and the girls usually get into little fights with one another - I've stopped listening to the reasons and just tell them to figure it out - and the guys usually cuss at each other, but I use my bad spanish to explain I have no idea what that word means so I don't know if it's bad or not...

Anyway, it's enough to drive a saint to drink, and I'm no saint.

PUES....

The next two weeks are going to make me earn my trip home for a nice relaxing (Alex...) Christmas and New Years -