Saturday, April 19, 2008

4/19/08

The agricultural process of choice.
Argentina chooses the slash and burn method.

My journey home ends with me smelling like a camp fire.

The smell.
If only I had spent my night hanging with friends around a campfire.
But the fire was distant.
Buenos Aires was being infiltrated by smoke from the North.
Roads are closed.
Buses and desvíos.

Tonight I went to an English Club.
I taught. It was fun.

It relaxed my mind and
complemented my Spanish.

Had an opportunity to be a volunteer
the group is Fundacion TEMAS. 
Conflicts exist and they are with school.

Conflict management too the rescue! We should manage.
I have attempted a couple times before. Organizations.
An English Institute interviewed me for a job the other day.
There are no openings for me. They need some more advanced students
and more qualified teachers.
 I will remain on their list.

Met a Peruvian, Columbian, and two Misioneras tonight
at an Evangelical Christian gathering. This was after the English Club.
I wonder if they are connected?

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