Patience

Patience- it's the word of week. I am diligent and practice patience every day. Like right now, I am patiently waiting to register for classes. I have a Portuguese test in an hour. As I'm trying to navigate through people soft Vitor, my 6 year old host nephew, is sitting next to me asking what all the buttons on the computer are as well as showing and explaining everything in his room to me. Yes, thank you Vitor. I know what a frog is.



Home life is so great. My Portuguese is coming along and the more I understand, the more humor and meaning I find in my life here. EVERY morning, my Mom and sister complain about how hot it is outside. Every day- rain or shine. Also, my Mom will make some comment about how fat my host brother is, or how when Vitor is hungry he eats like a bicycle. Yesterday morning, my Mom was making some very rude hand gestures at the neighbor's house. She is very dramatic.



I was talking with a good friend of mine, Rachel, about Brazilian life yesterday while lounging in Campo Grande waiting for afternoon class to start. We have both noticed that Brazilians can be so ridiculous sometimes! Meus Dios (oh my god) is a favorite phrase here. Daisy, a host mom in my neighborhood, introduced me to capoeira and has taken me on a few adventures since then. When we are walking, we walk very slowly and every time she says something, she stops and uses big hand motions. It takes 30 minutes to walk 400 yards.

OK, this post was saved, but I have free Internet right now and need to post some different adventures.