i wanna know, have you ever seen the rain?

Hello loves. I thought not to write tonight- homework & packing to do (we´re spending this weekend at our Praxis sites) but now it is POURING RAIN and I´m thinking it might be nice to just stay put/dry for now. The irony is that I have my towel with me so we´ll both get wet and then what?! Drip dry, I suppose!

Last night, the rain came hard and fast and flooded our house. I was in another house doing homework so only have a second hand account, but here the haps: the water came so fast that the gutters overflowed into the house! The most fantastical was the veritable curtain of water that separated the kitchen from the courtyard (¨like a waterpark!¨says Leslie) and the 3-inch deep lake in our comedor (dining room) ! WOW! Only one or two bedrooms were flooded, and it was dried quickly enough to save everyone´s stuff!

When I asked Katie how she was doing (her room had been sufficiently watered), she answered¨I´m happy for the people of Las Nubes!¨ Las Nubes is a very, very poor community set upon an active volcano. The people there depend upon the rain for their water. When it doesn´t rain, they have no water. For them, the rain is a great blessing. I imagine they get flooded too (no one lives in wholly closeable houses). As I listen to the rain, whose sound soothes me at night, whose drops fill buckets (both for drinking, bathing, washing, and for preventing flooding) I think of the people I´ve met here, and wonder how they´re bearing the rain, hoping it is blessing them and thinking it is blessing me, because it brings me back to la realidad.

I want to understand. I want to give everyone clean drinking water and a safe, warm, dry place to sleep. I want to take a hot-water shower and forget this place, these people, these sufferings. And, I hope I never forget.