It’s really weird because two weeks ago, the week of the bicentenario, I only had two days of work because we had Wednesday, Thursday and Friday off for the holiday. Then last week, I only had work on Tuesday because Monday we went to migration to start the visa process and we had Wednesday, Thursday and Friday off because the chavos (the kids) were at a camp with a few educators and volunteers (Felix went).
Tuesday (the 21st) was Rubi’s first day. It was kinda funny that her first week at the project, she only had one day of work. Anyway, in the typical unorganized fashion of Mexico, when we got there and asked what Rubi would be doing, no one had any idea she was even going to come (our contact person at the project is on vacation). She ended up working in el centro de día with me (and will possibly/probably stay there). It was a fairly normal day, except lots of the volunteers that are normally in the center were getting stuff organized to take to the camp. Also, when we went to the cancha (football court), one of the chavos (who I’d worked with briefly the days I worked on the calle with Yazmin and Sergio) convinced me to play. That was interesting. Although I did manage to successfully kick the ball a few times.
After that, some of the kids went with a new educator to get their hair cut and the others stayed in the center and we watched a movie. A little bit into the movie, Chava (the coordinator of the day center) told us volunteers (me, Rubi and Elena – a volunteer in a group of Germans. She lives in the apartment above us) that the educators would all be loading stuff for the camp so we were going to be alone. We were thinking “uh oh” (especially Rubi since it was her first day) and I was thinking “oh no! I’ve been here the longest out of the three of us! Does that mean I’m in charge?” Well it started off smoothly, but then the subtitles on the movie stopped working. Me and Rubi tried to translate a bit, but couldn’t do a very good job and we couldn’t get the subtitles to work again. Then the kids started losing interest. Uh oh. The subtitles magically came back on (no idea why) a little before lunch. That was another disaster. Chava had told us that if none of the educators were back by lunch, we should start it so we did the llamadas (the calls) (for activities such as lunch, going to the cancha, etc there are three llamadas and then a countdown from 10 to 1. Let’s just say the kids weren’t exactly respecting our authority during the llamadas but once we started counting down, it got a little better. And then educators were there. Phew! Then the rest of the day was pretty normal.
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