I kind of skipped kindergarten. But from what I'm told, they teach you that "sharing is caring". Hondurans are catching me up with what I missed.
Almost every day, a kid will come up to me and hand me a piece of candy, or an old man waiting for the bus will give me some bubble-gum. A neighbor will come over to give me some cucumbers or tomatoes, or a stranger will offer to pay for my internet time.
It's nice. I'm getting into the habit. But don't expect me to keep it up once I'm back in the States.
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