Sunday, June 11, 2017

Waiting for the last plane from Concepción



I've been in the airport for 5 minutes and I already miss my family. 

      One of the most special parts about this exchange is having the opportunity to share your time with a host family. They stumble through language barriers along side you laugh when you call an avocado (palta) a ball (pelota) or repeat the same part of a word over and over agin so you can try to get it right. They teach you phrases so you won't sound like a tourist so you'll be safe if someone thinks of haggling you. They give you options of things to say just to make sure you wont get lost in translation. 

But most important of all they chose you.

   Months before they could laugh with you, know your sense of humor or discover your shared love of movies about serial killers they chose you to be a member of their family. And then when it's time to go they drive you to the airport and thank you for being apart of their family when you realize you don't have enough words to thank them. Or to tell them how much you'll miss them. The best part about this exchange is knowing that you now have a new home and another family who loves you. 

I am exceptionally grateful that my host family chose me and that the hardworking coordinators for the Teaching in Chile program made sure ever student had a home that helped us grow. 


Until next time Chile.
     

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