Thursday, August 20th
Going down the stairs from my house to where all the kids live has proved to be my biggest challenge.
This morning, on the way to breakfast, I fell on my butt yet again.
On the way to the comedor (cafeteria) I run into Anai. She notices a smudge of dirt on my arm. “What happened” she asks. “I fell” I say. Her response, “again?”
After eating breakfast I run into Erika. She looks down at my leg and says “you’re really dirty and need to take a bath.” I told her I fell, she looks at me and rolls her eyes, as if to say, “of course you did.”
From this day on I make a vow to take more precaution when wearing my $3 Old Navy flip flops after it has rained.
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