Bobpaye hangs out on the porch, proving that this coat is even cuter as a dress.

The second day of class was a little rough. Eleventh grade went fine, but in tenth grade I was just getting blank, annoyed, stares. “Ms. RB, we are not getting you.” I’m not quite sure why. We were calculating percentages and I thought it would be so easy!

I continue to be completely exhausted. Up too late last night. Rushing around all day today… with my mind all in the clouds about other things and other people. We got caught in a rain storm after school and a UN guy offered us a ride. I was semi-mortified to be wearing my math lapa dress, covered with chalk and soaked, but he just smiled and pretended to run for his camera.

We spent the night cooking and lesson planning by candle light. I walked out on the porch a few minutes ago. There was lightening in the distance, but I looked up and saw a half moon glittering through the palms, surrounded by hundreds of stars. I smiled and laughed. “We are home,” my heart said. “Welcome home.”