Question in Quimixto
Today, I sat by beautiful waterfalls where I meditated and wrote in my journal. The sound of gently splashing water is perfect for contemplating and recording the meanings of life. I look down occasionally at the revelers splashing around in the water. I consider joining them, but the brownness of the water deters me. Our tour guide comes to sit beside me, disturbing my peace. He crossed his legs and began chanting. Then he opened one eye to make sure I was watching his silly butt. I laugh. When he found out I was a teacher, he yelled out to all of Quimixto that here was their new teacher. They need one. The kids have to take a boat extremely early in the morning to go to school in the next town.
|Crossing the River|