Learning Center, I feel a long "buzz" in my pocket signaling a new text. Knowing Nathanael was on his way to Miami for the day, I just assumed it was him. I knew he was trying to find his way to the school I teach in, and knowing that he was in the middle of Little Haiti, I didnt know if he would be comfortable just sitting out in the car, therefore, I did what every new employee shouldn't do. I took out my phone to read a text that says, "hurry up, im bout to have heat stroke out here!" Of course this made me smile catching the principal's eye as she, with a very confused look, stared at me for a bit. Why would I be smiling the way I did in the most boring presentation a person could ever sit through?! But finally the meeting ended and I met Nathanael outside as he still sat waiting. (Random Note: the picture is of "nap time" at the Yvonne Learning Center. About 30 more children were in the line, just not in the picture)We drove around Little Haiti until we reached a Publix Grocery Store to park my Godzilla in as I jumped in with Nathanael in the rental car and took off to South Beach. Exciting right? Um, definitely wrong! It was nothing to write home about, but it was a Tuesday night so I will give it another chance some weekend. We shared 5 different sushi plates as we sat bloated in our chairs with raw fish rotting in our happy stomachs. It really is a delicacy!!
After we left South Beach, I was dropped off at the van, which amazingly was still there, however, who would want a grey-primer colored 15-passenger van with the ceiling completely fallen out! "Oh ME! ME!" Anyways...I led as Nathanael followed me back to Little Havannah where we went to my humble abode to find the house empty......which leads to a long story! Proceed with caution, but if you want, skip the next paragraph....
So I called my room mate to tell him that I would not be back for supper. However, he answers the phone, "Isaac, I am in the ER!" Of course I had to ask what happen, because what honestly could he be there for? Last I knew he was going to mow the yard with our sweet amish mower, which means, a blade but no motor. "Well, I woke up and my arm heart really bad, so I came here and it was dislocated. I remember having a bad dream, but I dont know how it happened!" Well I told him good luck and what I was up to and we parted with that. I then called my other room mate a bit later and asked her if she had heard. She was at the hospital with him and said they were admitting him to the hospital for the night. "They think he may have had a seizure while he was napping, causing his arm to have such pain when he awoke." Hmm, ok? This just seems so weird, but remember him in prayer as he waits for answers if you would?
Meantime, me and Nathanael were sitting at the house when an old Cuban women knocked on the door and asked if she could use our telephone, for she needed to get a new apartment to get away from her husband. Little did I know, we are not supposed to let people in the house, but hey, what would Jesus do, right? But I do know now, that we do need to keep them in their own houses on their own phones. While she was still there, I was caught as my one room mate returned home to get clothes for the other room mate and told me about the house rules of letting her in. However, we let her continue with her business until we finally got the urge to kick her out. Before this time though, Nathanael, Julie and I were all in the kitchen talking about places we have been and comparing large cities. Nathanael talked about there being cooler ones than Miami, so I said, "Don't you like Miami?" This was followed by a low, groaning moan of, "NO!,"coming from the old Cuban women. "Well why not?," I continued the conversation. "Immigrants!," she belted out without even looking up. Hmm....OK? Yea, you figure that one out!
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