Well for the first day at my work for my new job, I overslept. I thought my alarm was going to keep repeating, but I guess it did not. I was going to head to work late, in which they were all very understanding because I am human after all, but it is an hour bus ride to the work, so my host dad and I decided it was not worth it. I had a really good talk with him about the placement. I have been on the fence about switching placements or not because I did not want to feel like it was a selfish motivation, but he reminded me that it is ok to do something for myself. He said if it does not make me happy, then I should find a place that will. It was a relief that he had my back on this because he said if I came here for soccer then I should get everything out of it. It was a push that I needed… I am going to go there tomorrow and decide then before I make any decisions.
It was a huge relief to go work on the beach at night to ensure I have one great job. I struggled today and I am starting to learn that I can’t really control the ball as well, so I need to start just forcing myself forward. That is the cool thing about soccer here, everything is sooo fast. It is good for me to experience this because I have to react right away and I can’t rely on my normal tactics. Playing with the girls today was mellow, and with not many of them there, I got to practice controlling the ball on the sand. I really wish I spoke Portuguese though because I feel like I am constantly in my own world. I almost feel like I am deaf and all I can rely on are people’s reactions and gestures. I translate conversations in my head all the time. But no matter what language, boys will be boys in soccer, and that will not change.
On a random note. There was this commercial that I saw one time; I will post it:
As I am in Brazil, this commercial makes so much sense. I have seen people do some really nice things for each other, and then I realized I was doing favors for others because of what I saw other people doing. I can’t explain that, but when I did something nice for someone, all I could think about is that they would have done it for me. The buses get really crowded here, so people are standing up in the aisles and it is just a bumpy ride. This lady I was sitting next to asked to hold one of the man’s bags that was standing up. Or someone will offer there sit for someone else. Its little things like that; and I can’t even think of the other good examples. I gave up the best sit on the bus for someone that was talking with someone next me, just because I thought he would have done it for me. It is refreshing to be surrounded by people who do good deeds for each other just because they want to and they don’t have any intrinsic meaning behind it.
Here is a picture of me stepping in the mud (and this was after it had dried off)… haha. I went to meet some other volunteers at the square and right when I saw them my right foot slipped into some mud and water. We got a good laugh about it and it was quite an entrance (the square was packed, so I am sure others saw my graceful move), it was funny…
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