A Touch of "Día de los Muertos"

Here are some pictures of my gift for Día de los Muertos (Day of the Dead). It hasn't actually happened yet, and I don't feel like explaining too much on it just yet (because I'm tired), but this weekend I'll take pictures of the whole shebang and give you a nice description.

But part of the tradition has to do with making candy skulls and writing poems for people. Here are the gifts the secretary from the school gave me. She's a sweet lady and has been warm and welcoming to me from the start.

Here are the gifts Marthita gave me. The poem found its way onto the personal part of my wall.

Carlos obliged to take a picture of me with the skull.

Here's what my poem said:
The bag of bones (kind of a bad translation) was looking for
a German and English teacher

And suddenly it came looking at the Colegio Latino

Oh! Buster, I was looking for you,

You've gotten used to our food

so quickly,

Be careful because it can be very bad for you

and soon it could be that this bag of bones could take you as a prize

and you won't be able to go to the market

to get that chicken you love

Every day I see you so cheerful

probably because you're eating

the food of Mrs. Amparo

I hope the skeleton goes away and doesn't take you away

Because you're a great friend

And I want to keep you here with me.

Marthita

(The translation sounds bad, but it was very sweet and thoughtful. This woman is like another mother to me)

That's it for now. I'm still trying to swallow this holiday, because it honestly gives me the creeps a bit, but here I am with the bag of bones, saying goodbye. (And I'll probably eat it soon hehe)

Love, always,

~Your Buster