I went back to the labor exchange on Tuesday to have lunch. My Amiga was there, but another man thought I was going to be teaching her English so he wanted his son, Fernando, to join. Before I knew it, Maria had joined. And then Francisco. And Adela. And Miguel. And Carmen. I felt a little bad because I only brought two lunches, but they didn't seem to mind. My little expedition to the labor exchange has now turned into an English class.
At first, I had no idea what to do. Fernando wanted to know the names of tools for his construction work, so we did an impromptu vocab lesson. After that I went around the table and asked everyone in English where they were from, what kind of work they do, what they like to do, etc. If they didn't know a word I wrote it down for them. Fernando, Francisco and a few others are from Oaxaca, Mexico. Maria is from Durango, Mexico. I learned quite a bit about Mexico through our conversation.
Francisco, Fernando's father, was the most fluent. All he wants is for Fernando to be just as good as he is and to be successful. When I left about an hour and a half later Adela said, "Bye, see you tomorrow." They obviously want to learn and just need someone to take the time to help them. I felt bad that I wouldn't be able to go down to the labor exchange on Wednesday, but I promised to come back next Tuesday with a plan. Hopefully, I can help.
Harmonica update: It's hard to get clear notes out. The song I'm working on now is Amazing Grace. You can tell what song I'm playing, but it definitely needs to be refined.
