Kinder Graduations!

Graduation from Kinder here in Mexico is a big deal. In both Valencianita and Guadalupe, the communities shut down for the days of kinder graduation. There were masses dedicated to the soon to be primary students, and then evening fiestas. If you did not have a child graduating from kinder, you were swept up into a family´s home anyway to eat and celebrate.

La fiesta en Valencianita. Todos los muchochos bailaban y cantaban mientras los padres disfrutaron el tiempo.

I was fortunate enough to get invited to Mary´s house to celebrate her nieces graduation. Lots of food, lots of singing, and lots of pictures.


Cutie huh?



Oue English groups are in full swing. In both classes we began vocabulary de la casa y un poco grammer. In Guadalupe we formed our first sentances in English. I am enjoying the classes. I understand my time here is quite fleeting, but I am very thankful to Gullermina and Silivia for setting me up with these communities. I feel that English groups is the most productive thing I can provide in my month here.

La clase en Guadalupa dibujando sus casas.

Mary y las otras personas del grupo de ahorro. The white box is where the money is kept. Every Monday they meet to deposit a small amount of money. Mary keeps the key and the girl in the blue keeps the box. It is a very cool project that the jovenes seem to really enjoy.

Un rio porque de la lluvia...

Los chivas en la casa de Mary. I spent part of a morning helping her father tend em. Good fun

We took a day trip to Guanjuato. Despite the weather (and the look on all of our faces) we had a very good time.

I spent this afternoon in Valencianita with Chuncho and her friend driving from community to community that has some sort of project whether it be a womens cooperative or savings group. This was incredibly kind of her. The roads were far from friendly and this occupied a good three hours of her day. Plus she rushed through lunch, which in Mexico is a big deal. I am blessed to be around people like Chuncho here in Irapuato.

I was eating lunch today when a fella making the long trek from Honduras to the United States stopped by Silvia´s restaurant. Silvia very generously welcomed him into her home and gave him a nice lunch. He had travelled on the train, a very very dangerous method of travel for migrants, for the past ten days. He was eager to talk and I was eager to listen.

Gracias todos. Con un abrazo...