Kathy had arrived in the dark of the night by cab from Warsaw 
Breakfast pancakes folded to hold fruit, topped with freshly
whipped cream started us off. The table was an array of choice beverages,
fruit, a meat platter and vegetables. ….
We followed Dorota to the resource room-evolving developing team
goals and discussing the school assignments and expectations-theirs and ours.
The van delivered all five of us to a 1776 wooden Catholic church.
The sunlight glanced off the open fields to the right as parishioners streamed
from the village at the left just as families had done for centuries. The old,
unheated frame building was filled to capacity. The choir director thoughtfully
had provided words to the hymns on a high screen. I could barely follow the
singing but was relieved to note that the individual “zs” and they’re
everywhere never command a “z” sound-always coupled with a c/s for a new sound.
The second wave of church goers was filing by as we headed back to
the van. We detoured to visit a nearby town with train access to Warsaw/Siedlce
and then we were introduced to Carlos store which is one-stop shopping in the
broadest terms-excluding caskets which are available next door.
Late in the afternoon of a perfect fall day faculty from each of
the school using Global Volunteers team came and explained our scheduling. The Kotun  Middle
  School 
In the have before dinner, local customs were aired, particularly
the reluctance for adults to make eye contact with strangers as a result of the
wartime occupation perhaps.
Monday is to be a teacher planning day- no classes for us. We will
be going to Siedlce to change dollars to zloty which led to lively discussion
of a possible Krakow  expedition-leaving by
train early afternoon on Friday, returning Sunday evening. Specifics are still
being worked out.
 
 
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