Jimmy

I got home from my road trip to Vegas, Mexico, ans San Diego last night! I had so much fun and made so many great memories.

On the first day in mexico, we were on the beach relaxing. Sofia and I were on the beach getting our hair braided when a lady came and sat down to watch. She was obviously an american and drunk. She eventually started saying bad thing to us, so my mom asked her to leave. She emediately got upset and sat by my mom, telling her that they would be best friends.

"Who are you?" she asked my mom
"I'm their mom."
"Well, these are my kids now. Everybody line up!"

This lady was scary. She started reciting the pledge of alligience while we tried to call for help. Luckily, a nice man saw the commotion and called the police. Within a minute, there were about five police cars at the scene. The police took the lady away and we packed up to go back to our temporary home. My mom talked to the guy who called the police and he ended up being from america and he is a Mormon! He kindly reasured us that that kind of thing never happens in Mexico. And it really doesn't happen very often.

We stayed in a huge house divided into little apartments. A guy who worked there, renting out rooms, became our friend. His name is Jimmy. He only knows a few things in English, so it was a little hard to comunicate, but we became good friends. He mostly just said "Wow" and "What happennned?" One morning, He was out cleaning the fish pond. I went to watch and he told me to come in with him. I got in and we started chasing the fish, trying to catch them. He had a lot of fun "cleaning" the pond.

Then he made us the most amazing dinner ever! Everything was made out of scratch and it was all fresh. The two hours of preparation really paid off. While Jimmy made the food, he sang loud mexican songs and danced around the kitchen. It was really fun watching him since he wouldn't let me help.

Then there were the chickens. At the front of the house there was a well full of chickens. ?? I told Jimmy that I wanted to hold one, and he jumped in the well. He scooped up a chicken and handed it to me. I had only help it for a few seconds before he handed me another one. He stood down there handing me chickens for a few minutes befor he told me to get down there and get my own. So he got out and I got in. I sat down there picking up chickens for a good 30 minutes. One chicken bit my dress and swung around while tightly holding on to the end of my dress. Another one stared at me the whole time. But my favorite ran up my dress and sat on my shoulder. Every time I tried to put him down, he freaked out.

Jimmy came to the beach with us on the last day. One by one, he chased us into the ocean and splashed us unlit we were soaked. He started with Freestone, who wasn't in his suit. Jimmy called Freestone Cheppy. "Cheppy!! come!" he grabbed freestone and threw him into the ocean, then wrapped seaweed around him. Then they used the seaweed for a jumprope. Surprisingly, Jimmy was really good at jumprope. After playing with Freestone, he raced Victor into the ocean and jumped around. Then it was my turn. He splashed me so much, I was soaked in no time.

At dinner, Jimmy sang to almost every song that played in the resturant. It was pretty great.

Jimmy told us multiple times that we were a good family. He told us that we were good people. A few months ago, Jimmy's house burned down. He has huge skars on both his arms from the fire. When he told us the story, I was almost brought to tears. He is such a great person. He doesn't have much, but he gave us so much. I'm so glad I had the chance to meat him.

There are a lot of stories to tell, but I think I'll stick with these ones. I had so much fun on my road trip!