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Week 6 Part 1

It is our final week at the food bank. We all have mixed feelings this week, but, we have been very productive because we need to get everything done before we leave the food bank. So, this week I have made classes regarding teen pregnancy and diabetes. We have pretty much finished it all up - we have 15 classes ready for the food bank to use. On Friday, our last day, we will give a presentation to everyone at the food bank about our experience over the last six weeks. 

Today we went out to the new food bank (which will hopefully open within the next month). We went there to clean. It ended up being really fun - the three of us from BYU went along with the French volunteers and another volunteer from England. I was designated to wash all the windows because of my height. Apparently, the bank has been open to the forces of nature. I found several geckos and insects. When I saw the first gecko, I hurried to pick it up and show the other volunteers. It was hilarious because the French boys freaked out when I brought it near them, running away as I came close. So, when I found a dead tarantula, I got a pretty great idea. I picked up the tarantula and put it right in front of their faces. It was hilarious. Today was a great day. Today we also had our farewell dinner with Leo and Linda, our internship leaders here in Merida. I cannot believe everything is finally coming to an end!!




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