Maybe just a drop in the bucket...but a big drop
Trip Start Jan 10, 2007
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I leave Orosi in an hour. And I'm scared. This place, so foreign at first, a place where I got lost going everywhere for the first week, and I see it now as a home. Meri, Carolina, and Johana are my family. My room is pink and covered in Tiger Beat pictures of David Beckham. I have a kitten named Benjamin, aka Gato Loco, who cuddles or plays with me when I'm feeling down. Reina greets me with a halfhearted bark or little wag of the tail whenever I come through the gate. When I walk down the street to go to Otiak or Coto or the plaza, students I've had in my English classes yell, "Hola!" as they pass on their bikes. Little old ladies smile at me and the old men nod. I didn't even feel it happening, but I've become part of this community. We've played BINGO together, danced together, and everyone saw me make a fool of myself on the soccer field in the Voluntario game. Orosi, so scary at first, has become my home.
I leave Orosi in an hour. Laden down with my last bags crammed full of books and clothes and pictures, I will make my way to La Estrella del Guarco. My new home will be "The Star" and it will be an incredible adventure, one I look towards with excitement and fear, with nervousness and strength. In two days I will be an English teacher, a real one. I will have new students and I will slowly but surely become part of this small mountain community. My room will be a different color with different pictures on the wall. I will have a new dog and a new family. And though I know that I will make new friends and grow to love La Estrella and my family there, Orosi and the people I met here will always hold a special place in my heart. I've spent a month here, and though in the course of the year it may just be a drop in the bucket, it was a big drop.