It's taken a few false starts, but my uncle's purpose for coming here (amongst other things), to teach, has been successful. Yesterday afternoon he hopped a bus up to Nosara to teach Consuelo and her sister, some English. This morning, I waited with him until Greibin (finally got the correct spelling on that one) and Jennifer, the gardener and maid came for their lesson. I chatted for a few minutes with them, as prearranged, until it was apparent that they felt comfortable. It was good to hear laughter coming from all 3 when I left the house.
Later Greibin reported that he thought Bob was "mui, mui bueno". He had been quite nervous to come for the lessons, so we weren't sure if they would show. They didn't the day before, leaving poor Bob waiting. I'm glad for all that today's session was good. For sure, colours and "name" were learned. I repaid Greibin's earlier compliment to me by saying "tu hable mucho Englais!".
The other lessons have been while getting a ride. In the passenger seat, Bob teaches his new friend, who seems to be en route every time Bob needs a ride. This fellow has stopped and thrown Bob's bike in the back of the truck 3 times now, and often stops just to chat. He wants to learn. Bob has tried to pin him down for an appointment, like the others, but I guess he must just like the truck/classroom. The man's (his name eludes me right now) job is to deliver fruit and veggies from Nosara to our neck of the woods. His little datsun truck goes up and down the road daily.
I'm very glad to see the purpose in my Uncle's step.
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