Well the summer was finished up with one more VBS that we attended. I say "we" because while the girls were in their VBS class I attended a woman's cooking class that they had for the mothers. I was able to taste all different kinds of Mexican foods. Some looked pretty normal like one day we had a Mediterranean Salad with lettuce, raisins, different fruit and a sweet vinaigrette dressing. Another day we had seasoned chicken tortillas which was very good. Then we had a Cactus tamale which was a little harder to eat but the winner of the week of the strangest new food that I ate was the boiled chicken feet. Not chicken legs but the actual chicken foot. I am so sad that I didn't get a picture for you. But it was pretty funny to the Mexicans when I was trying to eat them. They had a great time teaching me how. The way you eat them is pretty much just pop the little toe in your mouth then eat off all the skin and meat then spit the bone back out. It actually didn't taste bad but it was the thought of what you were eating that made it "different". It reminds me of when Jesus sent out seventy of His followers, in Luke 10:8, when He said to them "whatever city you enter and they receive you, eat what is set before you." However when asked if I would like more I very nicely replied that it was sufficient.
A week later the girls started their first day of school. They are attending Alfred Binet, a bilingual school. They have Spanish 3 hours a day and then English 2 hours of day for a total of a 5 hour school day. They both really like their teachers and look forward to going everyday. The biggest difference we have seen was their definition of "lunch". They told us to pack them a lunch. So we did: sandwich, chips, fruit, dessert and drink; only to be told that it is too much. But they were eating it all so we were very confused. So when we went to the Open house we learned that their "lunch" is a snack. The Mexican custom is that the biggest meal of the day is eaten at 2-3pm in the afternoon. So the teachers are expecting the children to eat when they get home with their families. Little by little we learn all these cultural differences that when we embrace them we begin to fit in a little better each day. Below is the link to the pictures of the VBS and their new school.
