Hablo Espanol...un poquito

Being an English speaker in a Spanish speaking world brings its fair share of funny stories. For instance: This past Thursday, I had five people apologize to me for missing my birthday. My response was along the lines of, "don't be sorry, it was in September." The whole situation escalated when my name was on the birthday board and celebrated with the rest of the January birthdays. I started doing some investigation, and as it turns out, the other day I was filling out my insurance papers and recognized the word "fecha" as the word for date. So I wrote the date. January 15. Apparently, the rest of the words behind "fecha" meant date of birth. Woops. Needless to say, the dilemma was resolved, everyone knows I don't know Spanish, and I had the best non-birthday celebration I could imagine.

A prayer request: I have the high school lock in starting in about fifteen minutes. 12 hours of no sleep and lots of high school kids will be interesting :) More updates to come.