Two of the missionaries in our ward got transferred and their transferring wish was to have us cook for them again. We made spaghetti and garlic bread. It turned out really well using the resources we had.
After that it was back to the school where Kevin and Jacob live. The kids wanted to see and meet us. We promised we would come.
We got there and went around from class to class. There were... I think 9 classes.
Some classes were asleep.
But the majority of them were wide awake a sang us at least 2 songs per class.
We made our rounds to all the classes and then came back to them to teach in each of them. We were a little unprepared for this. We taught them a few songs. Thank heavens for girls camp.
And we whipped out a few School House Rock videos on youtube. Just look at how much the kids loved that. These kids are now adverb and preposition pros.
These are the older classes we taught.
This is part of the younger class we taught.
We had to move the younger classes outside. Here are all the kids.
Aren't they all so precious?
They want us to come back again and teach.
We would love to.
Kaleigh and I are just feeling a little separation anxiety from our boys.
We have been neglecting them with all our trips, church and hanging out with these rafikis.
I love your use of the word rafiki. I am glad you taught me what it means hahaha.
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