Sunday with Friends
I am going to combine two different events for this blog,
because people I knew in the 80s are treating me as family. I like that and want to share my joy with
you.
First, about two weeks ago, I get a text message from my
former student, Debbie, who now works at the SCCLC. I am also teaching her senior daughter this
year.
“What are you doing?”
“Nothing.”
“Want to go see Ben Hur?”
Well of course I did!
I loved the 1959 movie with Charleton Heston and had been looking
forward to the new version. I figured
with all the special effect capabilities we have now would make this movie spectacular.
I took a taxi to the Hipermaxi (a big grocery store) on the
Fourth Ring, so they would not have to drive all the way to my house. From there we drove to the Ventura Mall,
which is small by US standards, but as modern as any mall. An American would be very comfortable there.
There are about 8 theaters in the cinema and those are as
nice as any in Dallas. One difference is
they have sweet popcorn. While eating
it, I realized it tastes like Cracker Jacks.
After the movie we had a nice sandwich at Subway. Basically the food court has many of the
restaurants you are familiar with.
The movie? Not as
good as the 1959 version. The message
was diluted. The graphics on the sea
battle and chariot race were spectacular.
But little things bother me. They
have a woman wearing pants in 30AD!
My next event is dinner with the mom of one of my present
students and her sister, Sandra and Andrea.
She was also my student back in the 80s.
While writing a poetry book in creative writing class, she introduced me
to Pablo Neruda, one of the greatest poets of the 20th Century. If I had stayed in Bolivia a few more years,
I would have taught her sister.
They heard I had just published my book, so they invited me
out to celebrate. They had prepared a nice meal for me at their house. Her boys were spending the day with their
dad, who I also taught. I should have
taken pictures! The meal was
fabulous. They have a cooker that cooks
meat on a platter, while little spoon-trays under the cooker melt cheese. So we cooked bacon, to flavor the meat, and
steak, and onions. The cheese was to put
on bread after it melted and the meat stacked on top of that. Yummy.
These two young ladies love to talk. I find out so much about the history of their
family. It would make a good novel. We also talk about books. Sandra loves to read. She says she averages 200 pages a day. I think that is awesome.
Sandra is planning on two upcoming events. If I write them here, I obligate her to it,
don’t I? First is a tea for her 2nd
grade son’s teacher and the other parents of that class. A Bolivian tea is amazing. When I go to one, I will write a detailed
blog about it. The second is a barbecue
for her high school son’s teachers. Can't wait for that!
These are just two reasons why I am loving being in
Bolivia. My friends treat me like
family.
Mark,
ReplyDeleteWe treat you like family because we consider you family. So much so, that we have been somewhat taken for granted that you are back. We are grateful and thank God that He has led you to be here.
I pray that God shows you how much you have made a difference in all our lives and leads you to have such a lasting impact on your current students'and peers as you had on us all.
Thanks for the very kind words, Carlos. You don't know what it means to have you say that.
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