Thursday, February 21, 2013 — Last Night Was a Joy

Lots of children at this 5:30 appearance

Our wonderful Mariposa owners in the audiance

My smiling classmate from Huston across the room

Skaters on a small pond at the rear of the stage

A great scene

The closing bows

Evil personified

The scenery was charming

Pat Parsons and I went to the Moscow Russian Ballet last night to see "Swan Lake." I feel like I just live on endorphins in this city. One wonderful thing to do after another. The Performing Arts Theater on Independencia is a lovely, many tiered theater that is not so large as to be overwhelming — just right. I could hardly keep myself from taking picture after picture so we'll see how many work to show you here. The pas de deux was exquisite—almost made me cry.

I'm going to see a British film in the same theater tonight and to the library next door to see "Frida" tomorrow night. Really, never a dull moment in Oaxaca.

We're moving right along in the Spanish class. We started on preterite Wednesday and doing a lot of writing biographies and short stories with a concentration on the past. Finally had to admit my age in the class two days ago. Guess I better get used to it and get over it. Just because I feel 40 and want to find someone who'll go kayaking with me, I can't avoid the preconceived ideas about people as they age. It all seems so unnecessary. I don't see why what you do and how you feel can't be the guiding line. But if I'm going get real and start accepting my chronological age, it will certainly begin to separate the wheat from the chaff. I love to be with people for whom age means nothing. What you are and what you think and do should be the guiding light. Eh?  We'll see. I have lovely people in my class who, now that they know my age, still treat me as they did before. Those are the only kind of people I want to be around from here on.

There is an organization in Oaxaca which solicits funds to help Oaxacan street kids and families who don't have the funds to help their children go to school. I'm think seriously of "adopting" one of these children. It only requires a $250 commitment each year and a firm promise to continue until you child has finished his or her schooling. I have a number of friends here who are doing it and I'm going to go with two of them to visit the office of the organization tomorrow afternoon. I'll keep you posted.

This is a pretty rough (pics and narative) posting but I'm on the run and afraid I won't get it to you otherwise. Love to all.