Ch -Ch- Ch- Changes

I've just started teaching an English conversation class at a local English institute. There are ten students in the class, mainly 15 to 17 years old. There's one 36 year old who works at the local army post. My old site mate Julia used to teach the class so I'm sort of taking over for her and hopefully I can start it up again for the next year. So yeah... my site mate's gone and so are a few other Tarija volunteers and a new group is already here to replace them (called our shadow group because they are exactly a year behind us). It's sad but, thus is the vicious cycle of PC.

The new guy in Bermejo, Peter, seems pretty chill... just not Julia! No one to swap clothes, drink wine and watch American Idol with anymore! Well... Peter can put back the wine but, we just can't then gossip and watch girlie sitcoms together.

So anyway... I'm bummed that Julia is gone but, pretty happy about the English class. It's nice to have a little more structure to my life! (it's an everyday class) And the kids (so far) are pretty fun to work with. Lots of positive energy. And I'll get more experience with high school kids which is really what I need.

Oh yeah... almost forgot! It appears that I now have a cat. I ran across this filthy, wet, shivering and crying kitten that looked to have been lost or abandoned. She was the most miserable thing I had ever seen and after a few minutes of staring at her while I debated the pro's and con's of taking her in I finally decided that I couldn't just leave her there in the street. (it's that damn guilt again!) So I took her home, gave her a bath and now she's undergoing treatment with the vet, She's so skinny, but hardly eats so I took her to the vet to get her checked out. He's giving her antibiotics. She's not particularly cute, orange and white patches with one blue and one hazel eye, but she's a good cuddler.