The next day, we went back to the HOPE school to plan the rest of my schedule with the teachers. I'll be teaching them for about 5 hours a week, one lesson on Monday, and another on Friday. Not as much time as I was hoping for, but enough. Tuesdays and Thursdays would be my time in the office to prepare and translate my lessons, and Wednesday would be a day for observing the teachers and helping them in any other needs they might have.
Things were definitely progressing, even though it was another difficult day. My friend and I were still not resolved from yesterday, and I felt very distant and unsure how to act.
Though it was Independence Day in America, I felt far from free in my heart. Still, I was getting through it, somehow. Poco a poco. (Little by little.)
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