After a couple years

I know about 6 months ago I said I would write more often, and this summer I failed miserably... This was due to a combination of travel, camps and the sad fact that the internet cafe in my village closed. Mid-July I walked by it only to find the door padlocked shut. So I asked the woman working at the shashlik stand next to it "Do you know when it will be open?"

"Probably never"
"What?"
"They took away the computers."

At least we had it for 11 months. This news was not as bad for me, but horrible for my sitemate who is trying to apply for grad schools from here... Anyway the reason I can make this post now is because school is back in session! Yesterday I attended my last first bell ceremony and received flowers from a hand-full of students who were just so grateful I haven't ditched them for America yet.

During the first lesson a couple girls kept asking me questions: "Do you think there will be ice cream after school today?", "Did you go home this summer?", "When will you go home?!"

I told them November. "When will you come back?!" I said maybe after a couple years... "YEARS?! We will be so big then! You won't even know us!"

I've been gone a couple years. When I get back, maybe I'll be so big you won't even know me! Probably not, but you get what I mean.