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Tuesday, October 23, 2012

POST by RAF: Habitacion de mi Hermano

Sezni's habitat

One nice day, my dad and my mom were thinking what to do with there house and with all the money.

My dad thought a person named Eduardo and the gardener can make beds for sezni and my mom thought we can buy wood.

First in the next day my dad said to my mom lets buy wood for sezni’s bed so he went into the car and went to buy wood.

When my dad was were people buy wood there were 100s of wood. I think my dad bot 25 wood and went into the car to bring wood into the house.

Then my dad went into the car to get Eduardo. After, the gardener and Eduardo made the bed out of wood.

Last Eduardo called sez and said get up, that day was sezni’s best day ever.

Sezni's new bed (actually, a remodeled monkey enclosure)

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

POST by FRAN: Our Special Spiderman




Our house has a brick wall around it; the wall has wire with spikes on the top. There are green, leafy plants that grow up the wall, which makes our wall look like the wall that is around the ´Secret Garden´. We have a green ´gate´, which is more like a metal door, with a door bell on the wall next to the gate.

We need a wall here in Nicaragua, mainly to keep the robbers out, but it´s also to indicate what is your property and someone else´s. If we didn´t have a wall our dogs would go nuts because of all the animals that pass our house and people would probably try put their cows and horses to graze in our property.

Sezni loves watching the movie ‘Spider-man’ because it is full of excitement and danger. Spider-man can climb walls and throw webs. It’s a really fun movie to watch, but have you ever seen Spider-manin real life? I have, but his name is not Peter Parker, it is Rodrigo!

Rodrigo is a boy that lives at the end of our street, he says that he is five years old, but he´s somewhere around 19.  He has autism which means that he doesn´t really respond to anything, he is special. He wears the same clothes every day and is here every hour of every day, of every week!

Dad told him that he could help us at the school and learn how to read and write. He loves being at our house! So now, Rodrigo is my Dad´s little helper, on the week days from eight to twelve, but not the week ends!

Rodrigo always wants to be at our house but if we don´t want anyone here we won´t let him in, and those days are usually on Saturdays, family day. He always ends up coming and ringing our door bell. DING, DING, DING!!! And he came on a Saturday DING, DING, DING!!!! Nobody went to open the gate. DING, DING, DING, DDIDIDIDIDIIDDDINGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

After the five minutes of the doorbell dinging there was silence. ¨I think Rodrigo left¨ proclaimed Sezni. ¨I´ll go check¨ said Beycker. ¨AHAHAHHHAHAHAHHAHHAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!¨ Laughing came from Beycker´s voice ¨you have to come see this, Fran!¨ We laughed for at least seven minutes.

Mum came out of here room and asked ¨what is wrooooo HHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHA!!!!¨ and ran back to her room to fetch the famous camera. What we saw was something out of the ordinary! A head peaking over our large wall, the head belonging to Rodrigo! He had thrown his shoes over the wall, climbed the wall and was trying to throw himself over!



Beycker, Jonny and I went to the gate and stood outside just watching Rodrigo move his butt around! His torn jeans were caught onto the wire with the spikes, as was his T-shirt. Jonny went and helped Rodrigo climb down.

We let Rodrigo in and then half an hour later he left. I guess we are here in Nicaragua for people that want family and friends.

Saturday, September 22, 2012

POST by RAF: Black Man



One Friday night when I was playing Table tennis I lost and said I'm tired of playing right now and went to lie down on three couches. And then, after 1 minute my best friend Lackey asked me do you want to play tag with Jorge and me!? I said ok so he said tag and ran away.

The kid that was tagged  the most was me because I am slow at running in circles. So after 5 minutes I ran where Fran works and behind a towel I saw a black man, with wings, black eyes, black anything what he was wearing and when I said hi to him he said ssssssss. Then after that night I told my mom what happened and said maybe that was a spiritual  thing what you saw.