I didn´t really want to write here because I didn´t think I´d ever say this, but...yes, I´m homesick. Sometimes it´s the little things that do it. Yesterday, I stopped at a store on my way home for just some apple juice and cookies. And I told the lady what I wanted but she said What? and so I told her again, and another girl started laughing at me. Then she kept giggling as she took my money. It was just frustrating because people always understand me. I´m already intimidated to go in by myself and order things in Spanish, and then to be laughed at is just not fun. Then, everyday when I come home, I can never get the gate open to come inside because you have to turn the key and kick it this certain way...I was just getting very frustrated and thinking, I want to go home! And I haven´t really made any good girl friends yet.
On a good note, today we carved pumpkins with the kids, and it went really well. And most of the kids had never done that before, so it was neat to see them doing it. They all wanted to taste the seeds, so I brought home a ton of seeds and cooked them, so they can try them tomorrow.
While we were carving the pumpkins, I could smell something delicious and it smelled like apple cider. Well, later as I was about to leave, the Spanish teacher stopped me and told me to go down to the home ec room because there was colada morada and guaguas de pan (if thats spelled right?) which are for day of the dead...just some little breads in the shape of people ,with clothes on them in icing. And colada morada is supposed to look like blood...it´s red and full of ground up red corn and tons of fruits, and it was served hot today. It was DELICIOUS though. And it was neat because I sat around talking in Spanish with ladies and listening to the cook talk about Day of the Dead, the history and traditions. This weekend we will go to Santo Domingo, where the family I´m staying with has a farm. and it´s right by a cemetery, so I think we will see people bringing their goodies to the graves, and there will be lots of colada morada and guaguas de pan and things being sold in the streets. So, hopefully I will write again Monday or Tuesday to say how that all went!