Right now, I'm sitting in front of a blinking cursor, wondering what to write while "Internancional Super Riddin" by El Gran Silencio is playing in the background. It's a wonder how this fifteen-peso-CD could possibly distract me, Achala Edirisinghe- the student with a full Senior year schedule and 800 pages of summer reading left to finish in, well, four days, for the work I should be doing. Instead, I'm mourning the fact that my spell check has hideous red zigzags directly underneath every Spanish word I've written thus far. It makes being back in L.A. a very depressing occasion.
I miss Mexico with all of my heart. I spent one of my best summers there. I find myself, now in the aftermath, going to bed and dreaming myself back to Tenancingo, Oaxaca, or even Puerto Escondido. Each morning I awake to the depressing reality of Senior year, college applications, last minute SAT's, and everything else so absolutely mundane but important to my life. My real life, that is. I find my heart and soul still stuck in Mexican time and practice. I refuse to eat lunch at 12:00 pm; instead, I wait for 4:00 pm.
Mexico has given me a lot in the five-weeks I was there; more than I could possibly give back to her in a lifetime. Every moment there, I was always wanting more. This was my first time being out of the country on my own with new people.
My Experiment group was more than I could have hoped for. We changed quickly from strangers to a close-knit group of friends. I'm waiting the day when I can see Zev, Arielle, Zach, Sarah, Eva, Emma, Rosa, and Fanny again. Our group may have been great by itself, but what made it amazing was our group leader, our "Chief Runnincingo", Mairzy (Mary Webster). She was more than I expected as well. As a leader, she was fair and compassionate. She treated us with respect and an open mind. She was firm when she needed to be, but she never had an arrogant air. Mairzy was awesome at explaining to us and guiding us through thick and thin....
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