Kevin's Eulogy, Death by Horchata.

Today was a sad for El Salvadorian cockroaches...everywhere. It started like any other day with the beautiful El Salvadorian sunrise breaking through the majestic El Salvadorian cloud bank.

This morning, Kevin had no idea what was going to happen. Kevin had been a long time resident of Casa Las Magnolias Hotel. He had recently been sharing his home with the lovely but skittish Kara Walker. Even though he had definitely called dibs and was more then willing to share his home the relationship was strained.

This morning, Kara had enough. When Kevin came to greet Kara with a cheery, El Salvadorian "Bueno Dias", Kara in a fit of rage got violent. She called for her heroine, Megan. Even after smashing Kevin with a trashcan, Kevin would not give in to the call of death. Finally, in a fit of desperation, she call El Tigre (more commonly known as James) and his trustee sidekick Jose Samuel Montoya to the scene. They were ready for battle.

(Dramatic music plays)

Jose in a fit of flourious flapping, distracts the dasterdly Ne'er Do-Well. El Tigre corners him.

(Music crescendos)

With the mighty flip-flop above his head, he terminates Kevin repeatedly 'till he is nothing but a stain on the tile floor/ bottom of Kara's flip-flop. Kara is ecstatic, which sounded a lot like her earlier girlish screams.

Kevin is mourned by a wife, several hundred siblings and possibly thousands of children. Kara does not plan to attend his funeral, nor does she plan to express her sorrow for their loss, nor does she ever want to meet them...ever. Seriously. This is no joking matter. He was huge. He was massive. He is dead.

After the team (minus Kara) mourned the loss of Kevin in their collection of animal friends, they traveled by bus for 2 hours to a village called Tacuba. There, they worked side-by-side with other Christians to be the hands and feet of God. Together they served a snack, presented a skit, sang songs, and shared their testimonies. Additionally Tirzah provided food (bags of sugar, beans, and rice), clothing, glass jars, and boxes for the people.

The team had the opportunity to pray for the congregation and for the pastor. The pastor, his wife, and three children are volunteers. Besides working the coffee fields, they believe it is their job to encourage and shepherd the people of Tacuba. It is amazing to see how much they have sacraficed and served.

With a ridiculous amount of ballon dogs/swords/parrots (that sorta look like irons according to one El Salvadorian...and possibly the team) and gazzillions of stickers, the team entertained a multitude of adorable children.

Later, the team arrived at a very spiffy restaurant. which begins the poetic portion of this blog...

There once was a lady who swallowed a fly

I don't know why she swallowed a fly, perhaps it was in her Horchata.

(and now for some Haikus)

Sitting in a chair

Fluffy clouds go by with grace

I hate mosquitoes.

(gong chimes)

Two hours later

With sleepy eyes opening

The team arrived home

(gong chimes)

Godly music plays

Learning about sacrifice

Pizza has arrived

(gong chimes)

Barbra manatee

"Stop making all that noise"

Silence is no fun

(gong chimes)

Next day prayer meeting

We might go shopping also

Thanks for all the prayer

(gong chimes)

Please continue to pray for good health and a good nights sleep.

Hasta Luego,

Kathryn the First and El Tigre