Learning to play musical sticks |
Working hard on cards for Ms. Gaby |
Our house has a visitor. An "ugly butterfly", as I like to call them as there is no separate word in Spanish for "moth". The thing is bigger than my hand.
According to my host mom, it is an "angel of death" of sorts. Its presence means that someone close to the family is going to die. It creeped me out before I knew that... They also have the tradition to not "sacar" it from the house, but let it stay in whichever room it decides to reside in. Because it is right outside my room, I am keeping my door and windows tightly closed, despite the heat.
Have I posted this one already? The pila. |
My favorite past time here.
Ever-changing family |
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