Photo scavenger hunt

Ever done one of those? When I was a teen it meant looking for Polaroid cameras to take with you as immediate proof that you took the pictures. In the day in which we live now, digital cameras help with these kinds of activities.

We took our Deaf church down town tonight on the main square. We had two teams and each had a list of items that they needed to photograph. But, of course, they were not things like “a flower” or “a bird.” It was more in line with “Take a photo of the group with a soldier.”Six way telephone call

Some of the more interesting:
Ask a policeman to sign the paper. My team got the signature of the Commandant of the Governor’s Palace Guard. Another item that we asked him for was to be able to take a picture of one of our people wearing one of their helmets. He was very gracious with the signature. He even wrote out a nice little note to the group. But when asked about the helmet, it was obvious that we had over stepped our limits. We left the palace quickly.

Trade shoes with a total stranger. We were running out of time by the time we got to that one. We tried convincing one young man to help us out. He was not to be persuaded. The next fellow we approached seemed a bit more willing. We spent 5 minutes with him trying to convince him to do it. We finally did.

Kiss a horse. My team did not get this one, but the other team did.

There were several items on the list that my team accomplished, but the other team did not. However, the other team looked for high point items. When it was all tallied in the end, we won by 200 points, though we took many more pictures than the other team, they purposefully sought out the more difficult tasks.

After we took the pictures we returned to the church where I gave a short devotional while my wife was putting the pictures from the cameras onto the computer. We then projected the pictures onto the wall while eating pizza. It was a great activity.

More sizing problems

I had written a few months back that we were in the US this summer to do a bit of shopping. I could not find the jeans that I wanted because Wal-Mart didn’t carry size 32, presumably because they were too small. Previous to that I never had problems in the US finding pants big enough, but had problems in México because they don’t have large size pants.

Well, I went shopping for jeans again today in México. Still looking for size 32. Sam’s carries the pants that I like. But the smallest size they have is 33. Still out of luck.

Oh Boy! Homework!

Our son flew to Indianapolis to spend a couple of weeks with cousins. Though he has spent a few days in schools here and there, it has only been for fun and he never really got to spend 2 weeks at a time in a school. He has always been home schooled. In my opinion, if home schooling is done properly, there should never be homework.

Today was his second day at the school. He came home with homework and was just thrilled. It was his first time to have to do homework in his life. Being in fourth grade, this was exciting.

I just can’t imagine being excited about homework, but I also had enough of it to last me a lifetime.

Can you make change?

We stopped in a McDonalds today for lunch. The bill came out to be $124. Before you have a heart attack, that is Mexican Pesos, not US Dollars. That comes out to be about $10.15 (USD).

All I had was a $500 bill and some small change. But not enough to pay the $124. I gave the girl behind the counter $524. She slid the $24 back to me and said the $500 was enough. I said “I know it is enough, but I don’t want a bunch of change back.” She replied, with a look of confusion, “But if you give me more money then you will get more change back.”

And they let this girl work with money?

I tried explaining to her that by giving her the $524 then she would just give me $400 back. “Yes sir, but that would mean that you get more change back. By just giving me $500 I give you less change.”

Fortunately a manager came up about that time. The manager told her to take the $524, punch the buttons to say how much money she got and give me the change that the machine said. The poor girl never understood how that worked, but she gave me $400 in the end. And, she probably never will understand it.

I am so glad that kids today are learning math so they can work these high value jobs.