Because 1. you guys probably don't want to read a 100 page novel on my blog and 2. I'm super lazy, I won't go too in depth with my life in Ecuador since that one Sunday in Quilotoa (I think it was the 25th?).
The Tuesday afterwards, we visited an elementary/middle school in Fajardo, which is around 10 minutes away from our school. We were separated into groups based on each grade a couple weeks before and had to come up with lesson plans for the students. It was really fun to decide what we were going to teach and how because it reminded me of summer school at KCC last summer. I even had the same grade - first and second graders. Joi, Abby, and I were really excited and adement that we get this grade because we really love little children! We planned so many games and activities to do like: learning animals, shapes, colors, and numbers in English; weather and climate of Ecuador; making musical instruments out of cups and beans; among other random games like Simon Says and Heads, Shoulders, Knees and Toes.
As soon as we walked into the class, they got really excited and would not shut up/stop moving around. Their teacher quieted them down with this really cute song called "Las Lechusas," which I have no idea what it means, but it's a song about being quiet and shushes them. Then also when they were wild, we would yell out "Abrazos de oso," which means bear hug, and then they would hug themselves so they can't move. And they usually quieted down. It was adorable. We got to know the students pretty well given that we only saw them for 4 hours. There was one student in particular who was really obnoxious and didn't listen at ALL. His name was Richard. And he is the kid in class who never sits down, never stops talking, never listens to directions, and always wanders off on his own. But other than him, all the other students were fairly attentive, especially the girls. They were so cute and kind of like suck ups like all little girls are to new people, especially foreigners.
At the end of our time there, we played with bubbles, and the kids enjoyed that thoroughly. They loved to jump and try to pop the bubbles, and they loved it when they got to blow from the bubble sticks. As we were about to leave, one of the kids - Luis - asked if we were coming back the next day. And when we told him we weren't, he asked when we were coming back. We couldn't answer, because we weren't going to be back.. So after like 5 seconds, he asked, "Are you never coming back?" And it just broke my heart. It was really sad. Even though we had only known the kid for 4 hours, we had formed such an impact on him and the rest of the class. I loved the experience of this rural school and really want to help/be involved in improving their studies so they can have brighter futures.
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