la suerte de mi vida

Monday night the host brothers came by with their friend William, who is a student at the colegio and is aboslutely adorable. They were telling me stories about how the previous volunteer let them try guaro (Honduran for "one whiff of this and you will be drunk") and they asked, "So when are you going to drink with us Cati?" That's a question for another time, like 2 years from now....After, they raided my fridge and would say stuff like, "Never in my life have I eaten a pear/pancakes/peanut butter!" Now how could I deny them the wonderful world of peanut butter? But they said, "Because you gave us all this food, we will dance for you." I put on some punta and they tried to teach me how to dance but I don't know if I will ever be able to learn how to move my butt independly from the rest of my body. Then I put on a merengue CD and they performed this song "Nueva York" by Los Hermanos Rosario. One of the lines translates to "This is the luck of my life in New York..." and all I could think was how lucky I felt at that moment to have such great kids in my site.
This morning I attended a civic pride program at the grade school where I teach English. It was first taste of what it would be like to be a parent. Brayan danced in a danza, a traditional Honduran dance with brightly colored costumes and it was just so cute. I almost started crying because all I could think was, "He's so cute! I was there when he first started learning the danza and helped him practice!" I felt so proud of him, even though we are not related in anyway and I am the crazy gringa that lived with his family for 11 weeks. Like an idiot, I forgot to bring my camera so I have to rely on my memory for that moment. During the danza, I began to think, if I feel like crying now, who knows how bad it will be when I actually leave forever? Obviously there are things about San Ramón that make me crazy but when I think about Brayan's cute smile I get a little sad knowing that it's only for a short time.