This morning at 10:15 we went to the airport in El Paso. Auntie Sal took me, S, Z, and Kak Nora. I slept on the way. Auntie Sal put on some ridiculous recording of some man named John learning French. It was dumb. But I learned how to say 'It's nice to meet you' and 'hurry up.'
We sat in the waiting room for maybe a million seconds and then Auntie Sal got up and said "Hi guys!"
We stared and saw Mom and Dad and stood up.
So yeah, then we went back to the parking lot and on the way met AbdulWart and Whammo who'd just arrived. Then we collected the luggage and loaded it into the cars. We rode home and Mom and Dad showed us all the stuff they bought for us. Then Dad and Whammo were going to send Kak Nora home and go pray at the masjid. So I asked to go to Sunday school and I succeeded.
Everyone was surprised that I was there because it was planned I wasn't going because of Mom and Dad's return. But I was there and that was that.
I prayed and then Mar showed me her class. It was completely boys and I only knew a few: Sam, Abd-R, and Hib's [adorable] brother M. I waved to them and then I had a little bossy argument with Mar. XD
Ra said we were in the kindy-room again, and I was like nooooo!
I said, "I'm just not good at bossing people around!"
Mar said, "Just be bossy to them like you're being bossy to me right now."
Ra said, "No this time it's more organized. We have another adult in there to help. So the classroom should be much more in order."
"Yay," I said. To Mar I said, "I'm only good at bossing people who are at the age of 8 and up, not younger."
So basically I did some junk in the kindy-room and then when it was snack time. Me and Ra were sent to find some napkins and plates. We got ahold of D and she went to go get them while we watched her class. I made weird faces at my buddies, who apparently were M and Mar.
Then we went into the men's kitchen and watched a game of ping-pong. It was so daft and hilarious. Then the Arabic teacher Sd came in and said, "Who wants to sing with me?"
Silence. Then...
"I do!" [.........and much more unwritable junk]
So they all started singing Tala'al Badru 'Alayna. I just did some body motions like a drunk girl.
Then Sd gathered us in the library and told us about an 'End of the Semester Party' in December and we're gonna get gifts for everybody and make a performance. Which is why she was singing.... so she sang again and I joined, for I knew the song. {I know probably more Muslim songs than the typical Muslim girl does....}
Then Smr wanted to take me home. I told her that Dad would come get me but she thought he'd be tired but I KNEW he'd come get me. So she took me home anyway.... but we saw Dad and Whammo on the road.
*facePAAAAAAAAAAAAAALM*
Oh well. That was figured out.
The end.
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