Some days my friend Andrea comes late to class. OK, most days. Almost every day. Being on time is not a big deal in this culture and for her it is almost an impossibility. She may be late, but she is conscientious about studying. A few weeks ago she missed the first hour and a […]
I am privileged to have a guest writer on my blog: my Dad, Tom Moore. I asked him to write this month’s post in a joking tone of voice, but with a serious note. You know, the way he always asks me for favors. It was delivered to me on two pieces of notebook paper, […]
Tony is an old man. By U.S. standards he’s getting up there and by Nahuatl standards he’s ancient. We went to visit him a few weeks ago and he began to reminisce about life. He is by far the oldest individual in this community and asked us if we knew why some people last longer […]
by Pete Hypki Andrew is one of the good guys. At least, out here, he is. Andrew is our neighbor to the south, and a father of 11 kids. He’s short, like most of the men out here, maybe 5’5,” and stout, with a thin graying moustache. Two weeks after we moved into the […]
Hi, Everyone! It’s time to test your knowledge of the Nahuatl. Feel free to use information found on this blog or what you remember from past updates or informational meetings. The quiz will close Sunday the 10th. All entries with correct answers will be put into a drawing for a prize from Mexico: a bottle […]
They say that once a woman near Las Moras made her daughter into a god. A cult grew up around her; her mother would take her around and have her prophecy for money. People would pay just to shake her hand, believing that it would bring them good luck. People followed her around and tuned […]
What starts with the rosary and ends with a knife fight? In Las Moras, the answer is a village funeral. This last week as our team was at the cemetery, where the village was mourning the loss of and elderly woman. The deceased’s son asked me if I knew how to pray the rosary. I […]
Friday 10:00 am: We discover that Dario has been “hiding” his favorite toys and the socks I’ve lent him in the basket that holds the dog treats. That way he doesn’t have to share them with the other kids who come to play. Friday 12:30 pm: The kids are hungry and lunch isn’t ready yet. […]
In case you didn’t catch the last blog entry, Rachel and I are taking care of our friend Agustina’s two older children while she’s out of town. Many of the experience are new to these two tribal kids, and Rachel and I are learning about their culture, too. Here are a few highlights from the […]