Hey guys,
Check out my kids' speeches here. The first speech is by an economist from Detroit, and it's the speech that I had to translate on the fly - phew! Scroll down and you'll see all of my 12th graders' speeches! And there's a picture!!! COOL!
Adios for now!
Leyah
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Sunday, October 10, 2010
You can take the girl out of Wisconsin, but you can't take Wisconsin out of the girl :)
Hello blogosphere! (That is a new and seriously obnoxious word that I will never use again, but had to try just in case I liked it. I did not)
How is everybody this fine Sunday morning? I am slightly worse for wear because today Pako's friend Hilson's birthday (his real first name is Americo, but nobody wants to walk around answering to Americo) and so he called us at 9:30 last night and convinced us to help him celebrate. Not that it took a lot of convincing - we were sitting on the couch, Pako playing video games and me reading and our conversation went like this -- oh, it's Hilson's bday... should we go out with him? He wants us to go to Frogs... ok, do you want to go... I don't know, yeah, sorta... ok... ok -- see? It wasn't exactly hard work to get us on board for a night out. Anywho, long story short, we saw about 7,000 people that Pako knows (as per usual - the kid knows everybody) and I spent a long night screaming to be heard over the music and dancing in close quarters with a lot of sweaty people that I don't know. Good fun!
My pitiable state this morning is mostly due to lack of sleep (we got home around 4:30am), but also partly due to my seriously sad state of light-weightedness. I had 3 beers over the course of as many hours and I was decidedly wobbly.... what? I went to Madison, for pete's sake, how can 3 beers really have that much of an effect? Well, it appears that once you take the girl out of Madison, her drinking tolerance plummets ridiculously. Not that it is necessarily a bad thing to have a low tolerance, but it's just such a contrast to my college years! Ahaha, I'm sure my parents are enjoying this paragraph thoroughly. To be clear, I'm still a Wisconsin girl at heart (even though I'm technically a MN girl) - I still love Packer and Badger football, I could live on cheese, I even like some beers now (but don't tell my roommates, I spent 4 years in undergrad running away from their Miller Lites), but man, I can not party like I did in Madison!
Luckily, there is a Packer game to watch and a dad who's willing to Skype with me for its duration! Now if only I didn't have that pesky lesson planning, I could laze away the day... bummer.
This past week was pretty relaxed, all in all. The two best parts were when I booked Christy Tyler to be my wedding photographer and when Pako and I had dinner with Chandra and Angel.
Christy is my friend Chelsea's cousin and also a super, fantastic photographer. Honestly, she's my dream photographer so getting her to agree to fly to Mexico to shoot my wedding for an affordable price was a HUGE score! Here's the link to her blog - you can check out her photos from a bunch of different genre's there. If you live in the midwest and want some family/engagement/wedding photos - she's your girl! Best bit of wedding planning accomplished so far, hands down! =D
Chandra, my friend from Oakland who was living here in Zihua last year and who has a scarily parallel life to mine, was here for a mini-vacation. She left Zihua for Oakland early this past August to start teaching high school English in Oakland and Angel, her surfer hubby, moved back to Papanoa (a small town about 1.5 hours outside of Zihua) to await his visa, so it was great to see them both! It was great to chat with them and hear about their lives. Pako and Angel discussed waves and surfboards and the like while Chandra and I talked about life in Zihua and teaching here and in the states. She really misses the food here, more than she thought she ever would - makes me wonder what I'll miss...? I know Pako will miss the ocean and all of his friends and family plus a good number of other things, but apart from Pako's family and Bambi.. what will I miss?
Anywho, the Packers are calling as is a home cooked meal from Aunt Pachita :) I hope you all have fabulous weeks! I set up a private tutoring classes on Tuesday and Thursday, so I'll be busy this week. My 11th graders have been talking about weather and extreme weather phenomena in class and so we're going to watch Twister in class, no complaints here. I had about 10 kids out any given day last week due to dengue fever (lots of rain = lots of mosquitoes) and a wicked cold that is circulating, so I'm hoping they're all back, germ-free!
Talk to you soon! XOXO!
Leyah
How is everybody this fine Sunday morning? I am slightly worse for wear because today Pako's friend Hilson's birthday (his real first name is Americo, but nobody wants to walk around answering to Americo) and so he called us at 9:30 last night and convinced us to help him celebrate. Not that it took a lot of convincing - we were sitting on the couch, Pako playing video games and me reading and our conversation went like this -- oh, it's Hilson's bday... should we go out with him? He wants us to go to Frogs... ok, do you want to go... I don't know, yeah, sorta... ok... ok -- see? It wasn't exactly hard work to get us on board for a night out. Anywho, long story short, we saw about 7,000 people that Pako knows (as per usual - the kid knows everybody) and I spent a long night screaming to be heard over the music and dancing in close quarters with a lot of sweaty people that I don't know. Good fun!
My pitiable state this morning is mostly due to lack of sleep (we got home around 4:30am), but also partly due to my seriously sad state of light-weightedness. I had 3 beers over the course of as many hours and I was decidedly wobbly.... what? I went to Madison, for pete's sake, how can 3 beers really have that much of an effect? Well, it appears that once you take the girl out of Madison, her drinking tolerance plummets ridiculously. Not that it is necessarily a bad thing to have a low tolerance, but it's just such a contrast to my college years! Ahaha, I'm sure my parents are enjoying this paragraph thoroughly. To be clear, I'm still a Wisconsin girl at heart (even though I'm technically a MN girl) - I still love Packer and Badger football, I could live on cheese, I even like some beers now (but don't tell my roommates, I spent 4 years in undergrad running away from their Miller Lites), but man, I can not party like I did in Madison!
Luckily, there is a Packer game to watch and a dad who's willing to Skype with me for its duration! Now if only I didn't have that pesky lesson planning, I could laze away the day... bummer.
This past week was pretty relaxed, all in all. The two best parts were when I booked Christy Tyler to be my wedding photographer and when Pako and I had dinner with Chandra and Angel.
Christy is my friend Chelsea's cousin and also a super, fantastic photographer. Honestly, she's my dream photographer so getting her to agree to fly to Mexico to shoot my wedding for an affordable price was a HUGE score! Here's the link to her blog - you can check out her photos from a bunch of different genre's there. If you live in the midwest and want some family/engagement/wedding photos - she's your girl! Best bit of wedding planning accomplished so far, hands down! =D
Chandra, my friend from Oakland who was living here in Zihua last year and who has a scarily parallel life to mine, was here for a mini-vacation. She left Zihua for Oakland early this past August to start teaching high school English in Oakland and Angel, her surfer hubby, moved back to Papanoa (a small town about 1.5 hours outside of Zihua) to await his visa, so it was great to see them both! It was great to chat with them and hear about their lives. Pako and Angel discussed waves and surfboards and the like while Chandra and I talked about life in Zihua and teaching here and in the states. She really misses the food here, more than she thought she ever would - makes me wonder what I'll miss...? I know Pako will miss the ocean and all of his friends and family plus a good number of other things, but apart from Pako's family and Bambi.. what will I miss?
Anywho, the Packers are calling as is a home cooked meal from Aunt Pachita :) I hope you all have fabulous weeks! I set up a private tutoring classes on Tuesday and Thursday, so I'll be busy this week. My 11th graders have been talking about weather and extreme weather phenomena in class and so we're going to watch Twister in class, no complaints here. I had about 10 kids out any given day last week due to dengue fever (lots of rain = lots of mosquitoes) and a wicked cold that is circulating, so I'm hoping they're all back, germ-free!
Talk to you soon! XOXO!
Leyah
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Popular demand and threats of usurpation!
Hello folks,
Here we are again, after a brief, but necessary respite. While I was not blogging, I received pleas for me to continue blogging. How nice. Then, when that didn't work, things got more sinister and the same person who so nicely asked me to keep up with the blog threatened that I if I didn't write it that person would! Psh. Psh is what I say to you, good-blog-reader-gone-bad! I would like to state, for the record, that I am not back due to threats and coercion, but rather because I want to tell you about my favorite Montessori moment (they're few and far between and thus have to be documented well!).
I'll start at the beginning though. The Mexcian bicentennial - September 15th and 16th - 1810 - 2010. Pretty big deal. Except not so much here in Zihua. The whole week leading up to the 15th, I was looking and listening for signs of the celebration to come. Nada. I asked my kids about it and in typical teenager fashion they just rolled their eyes at me and told me they were all going to the club and could care less about public displays of patriotism. Oh. Well then. Ok. So I asked Pako. He thought there would be a parade, but didn't know when. Oooohkay. There ways, what is called 'el Grito' at night on the 15th. It was held at the plaza in front of the municipal building. We made the conscious decision not go to because there are always a TON of drunken revelers and because there was some concern about possible violence taking place. Plus every single year, it rains. What we did do was watch the federal celebration (where it also rained and where they reportedly spent over 500 MILLION pesos - for one celebration in one plaza in Mexico City... hermmmph) on tv and then watched the local fireworks from our balcony. You can look at a slide show of photos from the really expensive federal celebration here. That night, due to late-night celebrations of thousands of our neighbors (literally), we didn't sleep much and thus didn't wake up early in the morning. So again we resorted to the TV for the festivities.
I know it sounds kind of lame to watch all the celebrating taking place, but I would like to point out two things. 1. There were no large crowds in our apartment and thus we were not jostled, hot, trampled or anything of the sort. 2. We didn't spend any money or eat any street food (always tempting, even if you know what it might do to your innards). In sum, we were lazy, but so were the people in charge of publicity for the local events. I heard mixed things about El Grito (it rained, not as good as last year, etc) and flat out not great things about the parade (slow, started super late, same floats as last year, etc). Anywho, it was cool to be here and hear everyone talking about 200 years of independence and watch the kids react to the different history lessons. Here are some pics of local decorations. I suspect these will stay in place until after November 20th, the anniversary of beginning of the Mexican Revolution in 1910.
This last one is Plaza Kioto at night. I don't have one of those fancy-schmancy carmeras that does great night shots, but all of lights are white and it looks really pretty. Plus I took this pic as we were going around the round-about and almost getting side-swiped by a ridiculous taxi driver :/
The following week, my 12th graders were set to give speeches about community and cultural diversity and peace at the International Peace Summit - an event organized by a couple of ex-pats who live in Zihua in collaboration with the UN. The summit was a 4 day conference in which each day a presentation was given on 4 different topics regarding peace (currently only Community and Cultural Diversity and Economics and Peace come to mind). International Peace Day is September 22nd and my students were slated for that day, originally, but got bumped to the closing ceremony on Sept. 24th. We went to the Dorado-Pacifico Hotel in Ixtapa and were served a very nice buffet breakfast and then my kids got up and gave their speeches, in English and Spanish.
These were speeches that we had brainstormed in class and they wrote on their own. Then they translated them into English and we polished them up and practiced a TON! The 9 students (8 girls and 1 boy - poor (or lucky) Andres) were pretty nervous about getting up and reading into a microphone in front of a group of internationals (People came from France, the US - Detroit and Los Angeles - and other parts of Mexico) so we spent quite a bit of class time presenting and working on speed and pronunciation. I was really proud of my kids because they spent a lot of time thinking about what they wanted to say and composed some really insightful and inspiring speeches.
The day of, Pako made 2 trips to transport all 10 of us to Ixtapa and then headed to the beach (probably so he didn't have to pick us up). We walked into the hotel and were the first ones to arrive. We asked where we should sit and then scouted out where the students would be speaking and got down to last minute practicing. The kids were pretty nervous, but also pretty excited. The organizer, Patricia Talley, got things started, gave an introductory speech while everyone ate breakfast and then we were up! I introduced the kids briefly and then they got up and did their thing. Man, I was like a proud mama watching all of my babies. I had an enormous grin on my face the whole time and did not stop snapping pictures. It helped, of course, that my students have EXCELLENT English and that the whole crowd was responding really well to their speeches. When all 9 had finished talking, they got a standing ovation and people wanted to shake their hands. A couple of other people gave speeches (one man from Detroit who could not for the life of him pronounce Zihuatanejo (Zee - watt - tuh - nay - hoe) and whose translator did not show up so I had to run up cold and translate his speech into Spanish - yikes, the vice president of the MLK Jr. Foundation, another group of students from a tourism program in a public high school) and it was over. As soon as the official presentation was over, people swarmed our tables and wanted to talk to the kids. It was an excellent opportunity for authentic language use for my kids, but of course I was too proud to even realize the educational value of what was going on. Their speeches will be published in next month's edition (November) of the online magazine, Imagine-Mexico.
We had about 45 minutes before we needed to head back to Montessori so we stopped briefly at a small market set up by local mini-entrepreneurs. Then we walked and got a coffee at the local Starbucks wannabe and then headed back to school. The kids and I were so high on the experience that no one stopped smiling the whole way back to Montessori. I went up and gave a report to Jeanne and Lourdes, the principal, and they were both really pleased. They're going to make up diplomas for the students so that they can include their participation in their resume packets (which literally includes their life stories - starting in Kindergarten) for college or job applications. All week long people have been calling the school and asking about the conference as they've heard good things about the students from Montessori. Yay!
Here's the whole group L - R: Elizabeth (speaking), Andres, Chantal, Carolina, Lizeth, Evelyn, Melissa, Ximena, and Karen.
Our lone Male in the class, Andres, who was super nervous and practiced like a fiend, but did perfectly!
This is Melissa, she was born in the States and has one of the highest levels of English in the class. She also really likes gangsta rap and air force ones (shoes), haha!
A couple of group shots with some of the guests. All of these people hugged and shook hands with each of my students and congratulated them on a job well done. One woman cried during their speeches because she was overwhelmed at the level of composure and second language ability of all the students (mine and those from the public school, Conalep) and commented, very truthfully, that most of our high school seniors in the States wouldn't be able to do something like this.
This past week has been a bit less exciting, but good all in all. Pako and I went to Los Braseros, a Mexican restaurant in Downtown (haha) Zihua that used to be good. Unfortunately, it has been touristed up completely - prices are higher and quality is lower. I ordered a strawberry margarita and neither Pako nor I could detect the smallest hint of tequila. The food was ok, but overpriced. Don't recommend.
Here's the no-tequila-margarita :( Looks yummy, but not worth the money!!!
I took my 11th graders to a restaurant (Cafe Globs - within walking distance and air conditioned!) and they successfully ordered in English and we sat and chatted in English for the whole meal. Nice! I brought my camera to school that day, intending to take pictures and of course forgot it in my backpack. Duh. Anywho, they did a really good job and were model students. We got the restaurant just before a large group of politicians who were eying out table frostily, but I wouldn't budge. We had, afterall, reserved a table and they had just walked in. There were over 20 of them. If you're 20+ people and you don't think to make a reservation at a popular lunch place, it's your own fault! The waiter who spoke enough English to take the order and ask if everything was alright pulled me aside to compliment the English of my students! Double YAY! I know don't have a whole ton to do with their English, only having been here for 2 years, but it's still fun to hear!
Pako's and my favorite Canadian showed up in Zihua this weekend :) which means that Las Urracas will feel a lot more like the Las Urracas I knew when I came here on vacation all those long years ago (4 years ago, mas o menos). I was pretty anxious for him to arrive since he drives from Vancouver and I'm not terribly crazy about the idea of anyone on the road for long stretches of time here, but much less so if you're loaded down with personal possessions and school supplies! But, nonetheless he made it safely, with only the US postal service causing him any real pain along the way. Petra, Eliseo, Lorena, Tito, Pako and I descended upon him for a visit last night and sat out on his porch until it was dark, chatting and catching up a bit. His arrival marks the official beginning of tourist season, in my mind anyway, though he's not exactly a tourist anymore, having come here for over 30 years.
Today I'll be watching at least part of the Packer - Lion game (go Pack!!!), doing lesson planning and organizing the house. Pretty much a typical Sunday here in Zihua. The weather is definitely shifting towards warm and sunny, rather than gray, humid and rainy and that is a plus! On the other hand, Pako says that means the cold currents are coming and bringing the 'sharkies' along with him. Last week he and his surfer pals saw a shark that they estimated to be about 3-4 meters long with about 1 meter of fin showing above the water. Apparently he was far enough out and circling around a school of fish and hence not scary for them, but I can't say that the story made me feel all that great when I heard it. Sharks are great, they shouldn't be slaughtered like they are in some parts of the world, but I don't really like the idea of my fhubby swimming with them!
Here he is, running away from potential limb-eaters :)
Take care everyone and watch out for sharks!
xoxo,
Leah
Here we are again, after a brief, but necessary respite. While I was not blogging, I received pleas for me to continue blogging. How nice. Then, when that didn't work, things got more sinister and the same person who so nicely asked me to keep up with the blog threatened that I if I didn't write it that person would! Psh. Psh is what I say to you, good-blog-reader-gone-bad! I would like to state, for the record, that I am not back due to threats and coercion, but rather because I want to tell you about my favorite Montessori moment (they're few and far between and thus have to be documented well!).
I'll start at the beginning though. The Mexcian bicentennial - September 15th and 16th - 1810 - 2010. Pretty big deal. Except not so much here in Zihua. The whole week leading up to the 15th, I was looking and listening for signs of the celebration to come. Nada. I asked my kids about it and in typical teenager fashion they just rolled their eyes at me and told me they were all going to the club and could care less about public displays of patriotism. Oh. Well then. Ok. So I asked Pako. He thought there would be a parade, but didn't know when. Oooohkay. There ways, what is called 'el Grito' at night on the 15th. It was held at the plaza in front of the municipal building. We made the conscious decision not go to because there are always a TON of drunken revelers and because there was some concern about possible violence taking place. Plus every single year, it rains. What we did do was watch the federal celebration (where it also rained and where they reportedly spent over 500 MILLION pesos - for one celebration in one plaza in Mexico City... hermmmph) on tv and then watched the local fireworks from our balcony. You can look at a slide show of photos from the really expensive federal celebration here. That night, due to late-night celebrations of thousands of our neighbors (literally), we didn't sleep much and thus didn't wake up early in the morning. So again we resorted to the TV for the festivities.
I know it sounds kind of lame to watch all the celebrating taking place, but I would like to point out two things. 1. There were no large crowds in our apartment and thus we were not jostled, hot, trampled or anything of the sort. 2. We didn't spend any money or eat any street food (always tempting, even if you know what it might do to your innards). In sum, we were lazy, but so were the people in charge of publicity for the local events. I heard mixed things about El Grito (it rained, not as good as last year, etc) and flat out not great things about the parade (slow, started super late, same floats as last year, etc). Anywho, it was cool to be here and hear everyone talking about 200 years of independence and watch the kids react to the different history lessons. Here are some pics of local decorations. I suspect these will stay in place until after November 20th, the anniversary of beginning of the Mexican Revolution in 1910.
This last one is Plaza Kioto at night. I don't have one of those fancy-schmancy carmeras that does great night shots, but all of lights are white and it looks really pretty. Plus I took this pic as we were going around the round-about and almost getting side-swiped by a ridiculous taxi driver :/The following week, my 12th graders were set to give speeches about community and cultural diversity and peace at the International Peace Summit - an event organized by a couple of ex-pats who live in Zihua in collaboration with the UN. The summit was a 4 day conference in which each day a presentation was given on 4 different topics regarding peace (currently only Community and Cultural Diversity and Economics and Peace come to mind). International Peace Day is September 22nd and my students were slated for that day, originally, but got bumped to the closing ceremony on Sept. 24th. We went to the Dorado-Pacifico Hotel in Ixtapa and were served a very nice buffet breakfast and then my kids got up and gave their speeches, in English and Spanish.
These were speeches that we had brainstormed in class and they wrote on their own. Then they translated them into English and we polished them up and practiced a TON! The 9 students (8 girls and 1 boy - poor (or lucky) Andres) were pretty nervous about getting up and reading into a microphone in front of a group of internationals (People came from France, the US - Detroit and Los Angeles - and other parts of Mexico) so we spent quite a bit of class time presenting and working on speed and pronunciation. I was really proud of my kids because they spent a lot of time thinking about what they wanted to say and composed some really insightful and inspiring speeches.
The day of, Pako made 2 trips to transport all 10 of us to Ixtapa and then headed to the beach (probably so he didn't have to pick us up). We walked into the hotel and were the first ones to arrive. We asked where we should sit and then scouted out where the students would be speaking and got down to last minute practicing. The kids were pretty nervous, but also pretty excited. The organizer, Patricia Talley, got things started, gave an introductory speech while everyone ate breakfast and then we were up! I introduced the kids briefly and then they got up and did their thing. Man, I was like a proud mama watching all of my babies. I had an enormous grin on my face the whole time and did not stop snapping pictures. It helped, of course, that my students have EXCELLENT English and that the whole crowd was responding really well to their speeches. When all 9 had finished talking, they got a standing ovation and people wanted to shake their hands. A couple of other people gave speeches (one man from Detroit who could not for the life of him pronounce Zihuatanejo (Zee - watt - tuh - nay - hoe) and whose translator did not show up so I had to run up cold and translate his speech into Spanish - yikes, the vice president of the MLK Jr. Foundation, another group of students from a tourism program in a public high school) and it was over. As soon as the official presentation was over, people swarmed our tables and wanted to talk to the kids. It was an excellent opportunity for authentic language use for my kids, but of course I was too proud to even realize the educational value of what was going on. Their speeches will be published in next month's edition (November) of the online magazine, Imagine-Mexico.
We had about 45 minutes before we needed to head back to Montessori so we stopped briefly at a small market set up by local mini-entrepreneurs. Then we walked and got a coffee at the local Starbucks wannabe and then headed back to school. The kids and I were so high on the experience that no one stopped smiling the whole way back to Montessori. I went up and gave a report to Jeanne and Lourdes, the principal, and they were both really pleased. They're going to make up diplomas for the students so that they can include their participation in their resume packets (which literally includes their life stories - starting in Kindergarten) for college or job applications. All week long people have been calling the school and asking about the conference as they've heard good things about the students from Montessori. Yay!
Here's the whole group L - R: Elizabeth (speaking), Andres, Chantal, Carolina, Lizeth, Evelyn, Melissa, Ximena, and Karen.
Our lone Male in the class, Andres, who was super nervous and practiced like a fiend, but did perfectly!
This is Melissa, she was born in the States and has one of the highest levels of English in the class. She also really likes gangsta rap and air force ones (shoes), haha!
A couple of group shots with some of the guests. All of these people hugged and shook hands with each of my students and congratulated them on a job well done. One woman cried during their speeches because she was overwhelmed at the level of composure and second language ability of all the students (mine and those from the public school, Conalep) and commented, very truthfully, that most of our high school seniors in the States wouldn't be able to do something like this.
This past week has been a bit less exciting, but good all in all. Pako and I went to Los Braseros, a Mexican restaurant in Downtown (haha) Zihua that used to be good. Unfortunately, it has been touristed up completely - prices are higher and quality is lower. I ordered a strawberry margarita and neither Pako nor I could detect the smallest hint of tequila. The food was ok, but overpriced. Don't recommend.
Here's the no-tequila-margarita :( Looks yummy, but not worth the money!!!I took my 11th graders to a restaurant (Cafe Globs - within walking distance and air conditioned!) and they successfully ordered in English and we sat and chatted in English for the whole meal. Nice! I brought my camera to school that day, intending to take pictures and of course forgot it in my backpack. Duh. Anywho, they did a really good job and were model students. We got the restaurant just before a large group of politicians who were eying out table frostily, but I wouldn't budge. We had, afterall, reserved a table and they had just walked in. There were over 20 of them. If you're 20+ people and you don't think to make a reservation at a popular lunch place, it's your own fault! The waiter who spoke enough English to take the order and ask if everything was alright pulled me aside to compliment the English of my students! Double YAY! I know don't have a whole ton to do with their English, only having been here for 2 years, but it's still fun to hear!
Pako's and my favorite Canadian showed up in Zihua this weekend :) which means that Las Urracas will feel a lot more like the Las Urracas I knew when I came here on vacation all those long years ago (4 years ago, mas o menos). I was pretty anxious for him to arrive since he drives from Vancouver and I'm not terribly crazy about the idea of anyone on the road for long stretches of time here, but much less so if you're loaded down with personal possessions and school supplies! But, nonetheless he made it safely, with only the US postal service causing him any real pain along the way. Petra, Eliseo, Lorena, Tito, Pako and I descended upon him for a visit last night and sat out on his porch until it was dark, chatting and catching up a bit. His arrival marks the official beginning of tourist season, in my mind anyway, though he's not exactly a tourist anymore, having come here for over 30 years.
Today I'll be watching at least part of the Packer - Lion game (go Pack!!!), doing lesson planning and organizing the house. Pretty much a typical Sunday here in Zihua. The weather is definitely shifting towards warm and sunny, rather than gray, humid and rainy and that is a plus! On the other hand, Pako says that means the cold currents are coming and bringing the 'sharkies' along with him. Last week he and his surfer pals saw a shark that they estimated to be about 3-4 meters long with about 1 meter of fin showing above the water. Apparently he was far enough out and circling around a school of fish and hence not scary for them, but I can't say that the story made me feel all that great when I heard it. Sharks are great, they shouldn't be slaughtered like they are in some parts of the world, but I don't really like the idea of my fhubby swimming with them!
Here he is, running away from potential limb-eaters :)Take care everyone and watch out for sharks!
xoxo,
Leah
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