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Sunday. So much to see. Both Ezra and Viena woke up like children. Needy. Desiring things that they really did not want. I’m hungry. And we live on yet another day. I took my camera and headed off through the streets. Today Snday. The day after the celebration. Very busy day. I took photos of many of the statues and offerings. Everyone was waking up. We could just see so many more things if the children were alot more like dogs and just followed along all the time contently – but they do not. Does my talking help them. I do not know. How could one day we ride elephants and the next day we can not walk 5 feet down a street without tears or screams of saddness. The local people all know Ezra’s name by now and Vien’s name is lost like a butterfly flying by the trees. A leaf was falling slowly yesterday. I saw this leaf meant for only me to see. Falling so slowly – avoiding gravity. I saw this leaf floating, twirling – a big leaf on my side of the car. I was the only one who saw this leaf. This leaf meant for me. Now Ezra, Viena, Putuh, and Kadek are playing in the soccerfield. I can no longer say, “Oh, he is just 3!” Because he is 4 now and almost to the big boy world. So when do you let go a little more? The chickens sound like cries of a 4 year old, but the children have only been at the soccer fild 5 minutes so the cries could not be Ezra. Must have been my imagination. Once again we awoke to early morning chanting. Well, I guess the chickens were right. The crying was Ezra after all, after just 5 minutes of being released into the wild. Apparently Ezra fell and hit his fingers while trying to wrestle Putuh and Viena. Welcome Day #2 a a 4 year old. Now he is resting on my head. Hot as can be. “Ezra” He notices his name. This pen is fast. Kadek comes over and demonstrates how to eat “bosu” or chicken. Kadek is all dressed up. We had rice or Nasi for breakfast and Kadek made sure he told his mom that we were having rie for breakfast. Ezra has spots all over his chest like an allergic reaction to something. One of the Green School teachers lives in this area. He was the Australian soudnig teacher who spoke to the entire child. Reminded me of Kent. The songs of the Lion as I will call it plays on. The sun has finally set. The heat continues to stay around. I guess you could become used to this heat after a couple of years. But for us now the times are trying and hanging out with childen all day long can be trying a bit as ell. We had things a bit easier in Brasil. We were not outnumbered. Not that 2 is greater than 2 but I believe the ties goes to the youngest. We practiced “do nothing all day” or at least I tried. A strange sound PI_TOAR. Viena says it is a frog. We need a fan at the very least. A fan and so tomorrow I will go and buy one or two or three, but that will create a different sound in the evening. Even that portable fan would work. After every shower I still begin to sweat. I am trying to remember if we had ceiling fans in Brasil. I think we did. We had it made there. But we were called back – off that island. |
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