Our internet is being rather difficult lately. We get 1 GB to use per month and we have gone over it and no one who can speak English fluently can tell us anything comprehendible about what we can do to fix it. Lauren and Heather should be in town right now trying to pay for it but if that doesn’t work we will not have our own internet for a whole week because of the Muslim holiday that begins tomorrow (where they kill the cows).
Yesterday I experienced a Bangladeshi potluck, it was very different from the ones I am use to experiencing. Everyone brought a bowl of rice and a few others brought a small bowl of curry. They combined these in to big bowls and then Shati made more dishes so that there was enough food for the whole church. Everyone brings their own plate which they fill mostly with rice and then just a little bit of curry. We were the “guest of honor” so we were suppose to sit at the table with the silverware and we had our own dishes (everyone else ate with their hands, which is typical). It was very interesting but the food was so good and spicy. Shati made apple pie and the other Bengali’s were not use to eating that sort of desert. I don’t think they appreciated it as much as I do (because I love pie).
On our way back from the village Sabbath school something very scary happened. I was walking ahead with three children. One of them was Kakoli and she was holding hands and walking with one of the village girls. We passed this man who just stared at us and then began to follow right behind me. I felt uneasy with him being so close behind Luke, Timothy, and I. Luke stopped me to show me something and the man passed me. When I looked up to see Kakoli I saw the man putting his arm around her as he tried to take her away. She quickly ducked and avoided his arms. He then tried to get the other village girl but she also avoided his grasp. They both ran back to me as Kakoli said, “that man, that man tried to take me!” By that time the man had gone off the road and he was looking at me with this creepy smirk on his face. We continued walking slowly as we let the others catch up to us and made sure he wasn’t following us anymore. It really shook Kakoli up. God was watching out for us.
Sometimes it is easy to get comfortable with where you are but I have to remember that it isn’t safe here. A girl from Dhaka is visiting and she is very afraid of everything and she says that nothing is safe. At first I thought that she needed to get over being so afraid of everything but now I’m beginning to understand that she knows her country better than I do. I know that God is watching over us but we shouldn’t live carelessly. Yesterday was a reality check. Better safe than sorry.
After that event we had a good rest of the day. We played badminton after sundown. Lauren and I beat Bob and Kerri twice, I called out team the “white chicks.” When we were done playing we had some smoothies and then I finished my prep work for school. The more I teach the more I realize how fun it can be to teach little kids! Why was I so worried about being teacher?
(By the end of this post we internet was fixed. YAY)
Yesterday I experienced a Bangladeshi potluck, it was very different from the ones I am use to experiencing. Everyone brought a bowl of rice and a few others brought a small bowl of curry. They combined these in to big bowls and then Shati made more dishes so that there was enough food for the whole church. Everyone brings their own plate which they fill mostly with rice and then just a little bit of curry. We were the “guest of honor” so we were suppose to sit at the table with the silverware and we had our own dishes (everyone else ate with their hands, which is typical). It was very interesting but the food was so good and spicy. Shati made apple pie and the other Bengali’s were not use to eating that sort of desert. I don’t think they appreciated it as much as I do (because I love pie).
On our way back from the village Sabbath school something very scary happened. I was walking ahead with three children. One of them was Kakoli and she was holding hands and walking with one of the village girls. We passed this man who just stared at us and then began to follow right behind me. I felt uneasy with him being so close behind Luke, Timothy, and I. Luke stopped me to show me something and the man passed me. When I looked up to see Kakoli I saw the man putting his arm around her as he tried to take her away. She quickly ducked and avoided his arms. He then tried to get the other village girl but she also avoided his grasp. They both ran back to me as Kakoli said, “that man, that man tried to take me!” By that time the man had gone off the road and he was looking at me with this creepy smirk on his face. We continued walking slowly as we let the others catch up to us and made sure he wasn’t following us anymore. It really shook Kakoli up. God was watching out for us.
Sometimes it is easy to get comfortable with where you are but I have to remember that it isn’t safe here. A girl from Dhaka is visiting and she is very afraid of everything and she says that nothing is safe. At first I thought that she needed to get over being so afraid of everything but now I’m beginning to understand that she knows her country better than I do. I know that God is watching over us but we shouldn’t live carelessly. Yesterday was a reality check. Better safe than sorry.
After that event we had a good rest of the day. We played badminton after sundown. Lauren and I beat Bob and Kerri twice, I called out team the “white chicks.” When we were done playing we had some smoothies and then I finished my prep work for school. The more I teach the more I realize how fun it can be to teach little kids! Why was I so worried about being teacher?
(By the end of this post we internet was fixed. YAY)
That is so scary! I would be scared. I will definitely pray for the girl from Dhaka. I can't even imagine what she has gone through.
ReplyDeletewow. Really scary! I'm glad you all are safe!
ReplyDeleteI love how you call it, "the cow killing" holiday.
ReplyDeleteRemember you aren't at Big Lake anymore - stay safe - don't go off hiking by yourself.
such a scary experience, Living in Bolivia I learned that you need to be alert all the time and have a plan of what to do if something happen, I am happy that nothing happen, God is always watching over you and everyone there!!
ReplyDeleteAlso your experience is a great object lesson!! because the same can happen with our spiritual life, sometimes we are with our guards down and the devil come suddenly ready to harm us,this is why the Bible said the devil is like a lion watching to whom he can devour, we need God protection every hour :D