I lost the internet connection tonight, so I am typing this into Word and will paste it into Facebook when the internet comes back. Everting all criss wit mi. Today I woke up a little earlier because I realized that sleeping in until 9:00 was too late because I just miss that much more time with the boys. I spent about an hour on the playfield with them before going to the Butcher Shop. I went to the Butcher shop, and I saw that they just killed a goat. That was a first for me, as I had never seen a butchered goat. I always wondered what happened to the goats and sheep they raise at the farm. Apparently they are special order commodities because they sell for J$300 a pound, so that can get very expensive especially if you get a 30 pound goat. I spent the rest of the morning in the Butcher Shop. Sr. Susan put me to work right away vacuum sealing meats since it was the easiest thing to do. Orders were coming in left and right, so any boy who could do skilled work was needed. After I ran out of meat to vacuum seal, I went and started to slice bacon. I used to work at Arby’s on the meat slicer, and it was really no different except that this was a manual slicer, so I had to move the meat through the blade myself. I learned that it is truly an art to cut bacon to just the right thickness and uniformity. It is hard work. After I ran out of bacon to cut, I helped to cut beef on the band saw. Actually I just helped to sort out the cut meat and package it for sale. I then moved on to making plates of chicken tenders and wrapping them. All of that work took most of the morning. Around noon, I left the butcher shop because they started to slow down and the boys were running out of work to keep them busy. I ate lunch and then I helped most of the other boys to haul cement to the site of the new greenhouse. I am not sure if I have said that they are moving the greenhouse to behind the catering hall and warehouse. I never liked it behind James’ house because when groups come to visit, there really is no privacy, especially when it is the girls’ house. I spent until about 3:00 helping to haul cement. It is like pulling teeth to try to get some of the boys to work. I am here to help out, so I tried my hardest to set an example and challenge them to work. Eventually they figured that if two boys carry a bucket together, it is easier and then they got it hauled in no time. The greenhouse will get done slowly but surely. Sr. Susan said that USAid will help to build it once the foundation (which is wha the cement is for) is laid. After helping with the cement, I went back on the playfield. Certain boys tend to gravitate towards me, which I am sure all the WSU people have experienced. First, there is O’Keefe Young. He has told me that I am the only white person he ever talks to. I don’t know how much of that to believe, so if any of the WSU students know him and have talked to him, let me know. Then there’s Ricardo Brown. There’s not much really to say about him just that he’s Ricardo. Sarah will know what I mean im pretty sure. My boy, Jermaine Harris has been on the playfield more this year than any other year that I have been here. He was the very first boy I met here, so he will always have a special place in my heart. I have made many deals with him this year to make sure that he behaves, and we are on a reward and punishment system, so I hope it works and I hope that as he is tempted as a teenager, he remembers what I have taught him. There are many other boys who I spend time with as well, and you all can see who specifically if you look at my pics. I helped to serve the boys dinner tonight. I wasn’t asked to, but I just walked into the kitchen while they were still being served, and I saw they needed help, so I drew out their drinks and served them. I then made my own dinner tonight just because I have some food in my fridge and haven’t yet had a chance to cook it. After eating, I went to watch TV with the boys. TV has never been my favourite part of being here. It is rather boring, but I challenged myself to spend as much time with these boys as possible, so I will sacrifice my own personal time for them. I experienced yet another new thing today. After the boys said their evening prayer, Mr. Plunkett got up in front of them all and started talking to them. He spoke Patois, but I tried to understand. From what I understand, he was having a heart-to-heart with them. He was telling them that there are 2 paths in life: Good and bad, and if they keep a positive attitude and respect the other boys and the staff, that they can do good in life. There was a lot more than that, but that was the jist of the talk. I thought it was good that the staff (Especially Plunkett) takes time to tell the boys how much of a difference in the world they can make. Well, Pat Kelly comes tonight sometime. He plays Santa Claus. The boys are all excited that he is here, but that just means that they will hassle me to be sure to put special treats and toys in their bags. I brought special toys for my special boys, and I will be sure they will get them. Well, in word, this is a page and a half single spaced, which tells me that it is enough. I will post pics when I get a good connection. It is just as good to hear back from everyone back home as it is for you guys to hear from me, so keep the messages and posts coming. I miss you all and I can’t wait to come back and get together to share our experiences.