When I informed my friends this past fall that I would be
switching jobs for my second year at the farm, all were very supportive. While some told me that this seemed like an
obvious fit for me, others spoke more bluntly and asked me if I was totally
crazy or if I was unaware of how hormonal teenage girls can be. I informed them that I grew up in a house
with only sisters, and that I was aware of what amazing love teenage girls can
share in their own ways as well.
When I returned from vacation the girls would not confess to
it, but Nils and Janet Satterlee informed me that they actually admitted to
missing me a little bit while I was on vacation. Don’t tell them I told you, they would be so
embarrassed!
They definitely proved true teenage girls, raging hormones
and all, upon my return, but they also showed me and our entire Phase II
community amazing love in their own unique ways. Marina brought my clothes in off the line
when the rain came one night; she then spent two hours on a Friday afternoon
making delicious ham and cheese pastelitos (like Honduran hot pockets) so that
the whole house could enjoy a yummy dinner.
Nelly and Nolvia swept and mopped after dinner without me even
mentioning that it was a chore night.
All three smiled while they thought I was not watching as they saw the
fresh coffee cake I made for them one day just for fun. Marina invited me to see a special matinee
showing of “Men in Black III” for her school with her friends. Nolvia walked and talked with me in public
while we walked around Ceiba with Lily and Tami this past weekend. Nelly
cleaned up my dirty dishes from lunch just to be kind. Quietly and subtly they all spoke in their own
love languages to express their care for our small community here in La Ceiba.
Then last Tuesday during their week off from school, they
decided that for Sara (next year’s careteaker) to be truly welcomed to Phase
II, we needed to have a late night pajama party. We laughed and watched chick flicks till one
in the morning. A house rule since
November has been that the first one to fall asleep at a pajama party gets a
mask of toothpaste on their face.
Despite the readied toothpaste on the table, they spared me as I fell
asleep for part of the third movie. If
that’s not true love, I do not know what is.
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