New School, New Family

So, today I FINALLY got to Jedwabno. And they really weren't kidding about it being tiny. This time we have primary and middle schoolers for a change. Who by the way, are actually VERY interactive. I love it!
They ask questions, they're not shy and most importantly, they're bloody cute!
I finished last today, even though I started first, which was a little errrrrrrh. But, considering that I missed school AGAIN yesterday, I can't really complain.
My host family rocks though. No where near as bad as I was lead to believe. The way they teacher was talking about them this morning, sounded like, they didn't want me there, and was only taking me in out of obligation. But, they seemed so nice! I can't bring myself to believe that one bit.
When I got to the house, I found that the grandmother was there, and you can believe my shock, when she spoke English! And good English too! Later she told me, that she never formally learnt it either! She just picked it up, during the times she waited for her son in the private English lessons she used to make her son go to. Her English is probably the best in the house. I was just mind blown.
And what's else? She made duck with apple for dinner. I haven't had duck since I left Melbourne, so boy was I in bliss!

On another note. Today marks the fourth day of Sayed's disappearance. Still everyone believes he ran away. I'm starting to feel obligated to believe this theory, it's better than believing the worse. But, it just doesn't make sense. We talked about too many things that he said he would do, as a group, just the two of us, him with other people, alone. But, all things were either AIESEC related, or with people we met from this exchange. So, he can't have just dropped them...could he?
But anyway, yesterday I decided. That no matter what. Until we know for sure what happened to him. I am going to leave him at least one message a day, in hopes that, I don't know he had some super talented hacker friend that allows him to check his messages without us knowing, and he'll see them. Realise how much he's missed and come back. Or that, he wakes up from a long spell of amnesia and not think we all just forgot and gave up on him. Though today, I realised that if he really doesn't want to be found and realistically doesn't have a super hacker friend, he'll never see these messages on Facebook. However if I'm lucky, if I put these messages on a public area, like another blog and he goes blog surfing, (like I said if I'm lucky) and he sees this page, he'll be so wrecked by guilt he'll have no choice but to come back.