One day when we first got back to Honduras I went to the mountains with my Dad, my Aunt Alice and Hermano Elvin Cerna. It was a lot of fun. Some ladies gave us dinner, beans (frijoles) cheese (queso), cream (crema) and black coffee. It was really good! People here are really nice. While we were there I saw 2 little boys trying to make a truck with a hammer. I met 2 girls who were climbing trees. One had on tennis shoes but the other had on high heel flip flops. I asked her if she had any other shoes but she said “no”. Some people here might be poor but they share everything they own.
Eventful memories of our days spent living the life we love!
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Wednesday, July 6, 2011
A Day In the Mountains - by Maritza
One day when we first got back to Honduras I went to the mountains with my Dad, my Aunt Alice and Hermano Elvin Cerna. It was a lot of fun. Some ladies gave us dinner, beans (frijoles) cheese (queso), cream (crema) and black coffee. It was really good! People here are really nice. While we were there I saw 2 little boys trying to make a truck with a hammer. I met 2 girls who were climbing trees. One had on tennis shoes but the other had on high heel flip flops. I asked her if she had any other shoes but she said “no”. Some people here might be poor but they share everything they own.
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