This past month has been a little crazy, starting with landslides, losing my wallet, going on a hormonal roller coaster, people think I'm married, and finally having my house broken into possibly by one or several youth group members. I don't really want to know who did it. I don't want to lose trust in anyone plus it will label them as a delinquent and give the group a bad name.
Youth are all painted with the same brush here. If it were one of the youth group members the older generation could yank the girls out of the group and or prevent future youth group projects. Which is a shame because we just jumped from 50 members to 75 after our 2 yr anniversary of being formed.
My new host mom swears up and down it had to have happened when I left my door open to go running. I always leave my door open when I'm in the house or if I'm going to run a quick errand. Thats how safe it is in my community. We don't have drunks and I can walk home safetly after dark or early morning because we have street lights and people who care about the safety of others. Unfortunately, this time I did shut my door and you need a key to open it even though it wasn't locked, but there's a trick that you can do with some rope and a tree branch that will jimmy the door open and anyone can get in if its not locked. I don't know, evidence points to forced entry, and someone who isn't a hardened thief and doesn't have to many resources because they didn't steal my Computer or my iPod just $40, my cell phone, and the earphones to my iPod. The earphones turned out to be the best evidence I had because a friend of mine had visited and we both saw the earphones in the iPod before we left and I shut the door. I came back-I went to sleep, and I went to go running the next morning and wanted to listen to music but I couldn't find my earphones. After running I came to look for them again and discovered the money missing as well. SO enough of that.
I have enough to worry about now that there is some gossip that I went to the mayors office and got hitched in secret. Though how secret could it have been if people know about it. I've had five people ask me if in fact I am married. The rumor is that someone saw me in the mayor's office one day a couple of weeks ago getting married to my ex. When I ask who saw me getting married they say "As a Ver" which is short for "vamos a ver" and translates either to "we'll see" or "who knows" In this instance it is "Who Knows" I then follow up with, "Well who told you?" "No recuerdo." "I don't remember" they tell me. In other words they don't want to reveal their source.
I have no evidence that I wasn't married except for the fact that I was in San Salvador the alleged week that it happened. The ex denies marrying me. I have no papers saying I was married. There are no actual witnesses to the event. Other than these very easily verifiable facts people still insist that I am in fact married. And despite my protests to the contrary of this "boda" of lies (wedding of lies) they believe and spread the rumor I'm going to "llevar" bring the ex to the states with me when I go in a year.
The youth group is having a grand time with it teasing me about it. The problem is that not all salvadorans understand sarcasm. So I can say "OH YEAH I totally got married, we're gonna have 12 kids and adopt a dolphin." Some would laugh and understand the outlandishness of the statement others would ask or say 1. What's a dolphin? or 2. I think a cat would be more sensible. So If I try to play it off sometimes it goes over well and other times it turns into "confirming the rumor" I suppose as far as rumors go its pretty harmless its just ANNOYING especially with the youth group teasing. This mostly ends with me not knowing the best way to stifle the gossip. Hasta el proximo!
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