July 28, 2004 Not sure how many days Day 56 maybe

It has been quite a while since last I wrote. My laptop is still not working, so I have not been able to keep an updated journal as I have had in the past. Hopefully I will fix it soon.

Everything is going well. The extreme diarria has subsided so life is much better. I can actually leave the house for more than 30-40 seconds. I did not have a chance to describe the hospital last time. Thank God I was not really sick. Firstly, there was a woman breastfeeding next to me ( not a big deal) also put Robin Williams to shame with the amout of chesthair she had. It was disturbing. I forgot how fortunate we are to have the medical facilities in the US that we have.

Last week in school, I was not in the mood to teach so we had “ American Day.” This is an excuse to do nothing and to have the kids ask about America or plays games. So, the only game that I could find was a hacky sac. I have been playing a bit the past few weeks, but what happen that day was something I did not expect. Anyway, I take my students outside and began teaching them how to play. They were all very good because they are crazy soccer fans. I tried to facilitate the game be making sure the girls included as well. Maybe I was showing off. I do not remember, but I stretched my leg out in front of me like it has never been before. Thats when I felt the pain. I heard the rip and I was hoping it was my pants, but I knew. I knew what I did. My groin muscle was throbbing. It took all the strength for me not to collapse on the ground in front of my students. I slowly slipped away; but they new what happened. I not sure what gave in away. The girlish cries that I was screaming or me holding my crotch in a very painful manner. So, needless to say, the next “American Day” will consist of movie trivia or just quiet time.

Once again, last week, I was getting ready for dinner and I was starving. I was going to eat whatever was put in front of me. As I sat down for dinner, I ask my brother in a very sad french sentence, what was for dinner? The response was “poulet” (chicken.) I was excited. Firstly, I have not had chicken in a while and secondly, it was not fish. It tasted like a cross between pork and chicken/redmeat. Still till this day I have no clue what it was.

It is Wednesday afternoon, and I just recently finished my classes. It has been a fun experince teaching and I am looking forward to having my own class in the next few months. This weekend is my big french test. This is the one that will decide if I stay in training few an extra week or move to my poste on next Saturday. Also on Monday, I have a 30 minute presentation to do in french with a Q/A afterwards. Good times.

One on my students, Jacki, has been writing love letters to me for the past few weeks. The problem is that she is a student and also she is 14 years old. I spoke with some trainers of mine looking for advice and they said it happens all the time and get use to it. The good thing is that she buys me cookies. I never say no to cookies.

I have had a few emails from people that want to send me a package. I have all the info of my website. Click on the contact me link and there is a document that will lay out the specifics. MAKE SURE YOU GET INSURANCE ON THE MAIL. VERY IMPORTANT.

Once again thank you everyone who has been sending me emails. I wish I had more time to respond, but I will soon. So please be patient.

Sorry such a boring update. Once I fix my computer I will have more time to write.

Take care and please keep in touch... Dave