“One, two, three, four, five, six, seven…” chanted the three and four year olds in Arabic. The door of the classroom was slightly ajar and so we pushed it a little further open so we could peek inside. The teacher beckoned us in. In the center one little boy led the call and response with the other children in the kindergarten-aged class. As we looked around the classroom, the children looked unabashedly at us, some waving, others smiling. As I looked down to the children on the bench next to where I was standing, I saw that they had scooted over and were frantically patting the now-empty seat next to them, motioning for me to sit down and join their class!
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Costa Rica Farewell: A Final Week of Surfing, Rafting, and Celebration
Written by Anya & Petra Hola por última vez desde Costa Rica! Our trip has come to an end, but the fun certainly hasn’t. Throughout our