Love Hate Relationships

I survived my week of little boys!! By the time Friday rolled around I was contemplating spitting back up the words I had just eaten. Dien, is one of the boys I have had this week. Unfortunately, he has an awful temper which Salah manages to whip into a greater frenzy. Needless to say our Uno game took a walk on the dark side. Fortunately, one of the moms with good english and pity for me helped referee the situation. But, when the next day rolled around I was better prepared and it's now understood that fighting means you leave the table. Furthermore, you are not welcome back that day. I find that this threat works well because Salah is essentially a ham who needs an audience. I've got him on video doing all sorts of little boy goofy things. I can't wait to show you guys, because he is a cutie.

Anwar is another boy who was at the hospital this week. He's eleven a phenomonal artist, very bright, and understands english. I'm partial to him and Salah because they have good hearts and are gentle with the other kids. For instance, there is this little two year old girl who laughs and just looks for trouble. I like her too. One day she ran up behind Salah and whapped him on the back and then turned and ran away laughing to her room as fast as she could. Salah just rolled his eyes. But, back to Anwar. On Friday he gave Barbara and I each one of his books, which I thought was really sweet. Then it came about that the jacks were missing and Anwar had all these tears coming down. He had evidently taken the jacks and given us the books in exchange. It was an interesting situation and I'm not really sure what all happened, but he's a good kid.

The rest of my weekend I spent in Marakesh. Of the medinas that I have been to it is the cleanest and most touristy. I also liked it the least. It's not that I didn't like it, it was just sort of disnified Morocco and I'm a Morocco afficianado now.