a little less swelling on the face front – encouraging, but still not enough.
unfortunately, i could no longer hide in the confines of the apartment today. i had my fourth nycares assignment at the abyssinian house in the bronx – not a lot of blondes there, either.
as my subway ride grew longer and longer, my intimidation grew as i quickly became the minority. that was nothing, though, compared to the streets. i just did my best to keep my head down and stay out of the way – luckily i was wearing a hat.
once i made it to the abyssinian house, my nerves melted away as i met the kids and the other volunteers. the facility is one of transition, housing children until their parents can afford a place of their own. it’s a really neat place, and i bonded right away with a nine-year-old named genesis. we shared a love of reading and writing, so our trip to the neighborhood library was especially fun. unfortunately my face was still very swollen, so i continued with my hourly dose of benadryl. as a result, i struggled to keep my energy up most of the day, welcoming the closing activity.
making it back to the apartment was welcomed as well, and i fell immediately asleep. kim – bless her heart – won the west side story lottery and offered mariah and i the tickets. they were front row-center, and i was very excited.
to be honest, i’ve never really been a fan of west side story, but as i had only seen the movie, i wanted to give the broadway show a fair shot. the actors were wonderful, especially maria and anita, and the choreography was really strong also. unfortunately, the ending is still the same – which i hate – so i can’t say the evening was one hundred percent success.
(sorry, teej.)
following the show, mariah and i boarded the subway back to the apartment, me still feeling a little like a zombie. after a long and lovely conversation with my sister – and another one with tj – i crawled into bed.
blog. set alarm. sleep.
‘night everybody.
You were a trooper.
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