Swimming: Saturday, July 9, 2016
Mark and Serena left early this morning because Serena was teaching a Pete class in another city. Then after the class they were going to the airport in Monterrey to pick up the Philips, former missionaries to Bolivia and Honduras, who will be staying with us for the next week.
I spent most of the day with the youth from church. Sergio and Karen picked me up at 11:30 and we went to someone’s house to go swimming. The pool was larger than most people’s private pools back home. They actually use it for irrigation, not a swimming pool. It was in-ground and cleaner than I expected it to be honestly. However there was still algae growing on the sides and bottom. But they did inform me that they got rid of all the fish that used to live there.
When they asked me if I could swim I told them that I swam competitively for three years and that I was a lifeguard for four years. But they still challenged me to a race, or a few races. So me and the other young adults stood along one side of the pool and waited for the signal to go. Having done this countless times before, I dove in and swam to the other end of the pool. When I got there I turned around and everyone else was still swimming. I couldn’t help but laugh. And everyone else laughed at all the guys I had beat. Then they wanted to see who could swim the furthest underwater. They each took their turn and stood where they ran out of air and told me to go. I took a deep breath and dove in again. When I finally came up for air I was way past them all. Needless to say they didn’t want to race me anymore. But instead they wanted me to teach them how I could do it. So that was fun. I’ve sure done a lot of teaching here.
Today was great for so many different reasons. Mainly because I was able to talk with everyone so much more than I ever have before. I still don’t understand everything, and I have learned to not be afraid to tell them if I have no idea what they are saying. But they are all so patient with me and do everything they can to help me communicate. God truly gave me a phenomenal group of people here.
I also got super burnt today. I even wore sunscreen. But that didn’t matter. This Mexican sun is something else, and my skin is fried. When Mark, Serena, and the Philips came to pick me up I went into the house to get my stuff. When Idalia, Cesar’s mom, saw me she told me I needed aloe and immediately started rubbing it on my back. She saw that I needed taken care of, and stepped in just like any one of the women in my family would have done. These people have always made me feel accepted, and it’s little semi-awkward moments like those that remind me that they accept me as their sister in Christ. Again I say, these people are phenomenal.