Everything is beginning to change. I look across the landscape and I can see fields covered with water and tiny rice plants. Mosquitoes are buzzing around and the sun is starting to stay in the sky a little bit longer. I am usually not good with change and would prefer everything to stay comfortably where it is but at the moment I am kind of enjoying the refreshing scene of something different. In many other ways the days are beginning to reflect a similar pattern (for the time being). I wake up for a walk with Kerri and Bob, eat breakfast, teach, lunch break, teach, and hang out with kids. When I’m not out with the kids or working I am in my room laughing hysterically with my roommates. I’m so glad that God brought those two on this trip with me. Although we are different we all have similar sarcastic humor and we find ourselves laughing quite often.
The kids in my class crack me up too. Sometimes they are too much and I have to pray for the Lord to get me through till lunch but those are exceptions. I have four boys and nine girls in my class. The boys are the most dramatic little things I’ve ever seen. Johnny sings all the time, do you know how hard it is to get a kid in trouble for singing Jesus songs? Matthews’s pants always seem to be falling off and he tends to cry when he doesn’t get his way. Bart locked me out of the class room the other day (he didn’t get recess after that little stunt) and Marc… well he’s adorable and probably the most stable of all the boys. Most of the girls are just well behaved perfectionists that behave while I get the boys in trouble. I have this one little girl name Ahki who doesn’t speak English at all. It is rather comical for me to try and interact with her we usually just pretend like we understand each other. I just really enjoy my kids. I know that soon I won’t be able to be with them anymore.
As the change is quickly approaching I find myself attempting to just enjoy the moment. I want to hold on so tightly to the setting suns and crisp morning air. Soon three of the girls will be leaving for a trip to Thailand, and then Heather is traveling to Ethiopia, and the Waid’s to Nepal. The last part of my trip will be full of different evenings where I’m not quite sure what I’ll do for entertainment. The air will become hot and stuffy. And my roommates are going to be gone for a good majority of the time. It is all going to be very different.
Although everything is changing I must admit that I have changed the most… and it is all for the better. God is beginning to show me that change might not be as horrific as I had previously conceived. Change has the possibility of being something beautiful.
Update: Tisha has officially finished her last injection. I had to hold her down a few more times while she got her shots but after Bob told her she would get ten taka every time she didn’t cry.. she stopped crying (good ole bribing). She got 80 taka by the end of the week. I’m proud of her.
As for the rest of us we don’t have typhoid but we are all coughing like crazy. At night it is like we have surround sound of coughing. Thank you all for your prayers!
The kids in my class crack me up too. Sometimes they are too much and I have to pray for the Lord to get me through till lunch but those are exceptions. I have four boys and nine girls in my class. The boys are the most dramatic little things I’ve ever seen. Johnny sings all the time, do you know how hard it is to get a kid in trouble for singing Jesus songs? Matthews’s pants always seem to be falling off and he tends to cry when he doesn’t get his way. Bart locked me out of the class room the other day (he didn’t get recess after that little stunt) and Marc… well he’s adorable and probably the most stable of all the boys. Most of the girls are just well behaved perfectionists that behave while I get the boys in trouble. I have this one little girl name Ahki who doesn’t speak English at all. It is rather comical for me to try and interact with her we usually just pretend like we understand each other. I just really enjoy my kids. I know that soon I won’t be able to be with them anymore.
As the change is quickly approaching I find myself attempting to just enjoy the moment. I want to hold on so tightly to the setting suns and crisp morning air. Soon three of the girls will be leaving for a trip to Thailand, and then Heather is traveling to Ethiopia, and the Waid’s to Nepal. The last part of my trip will be full of different evenings where I’m not quite sure what I’ll do for entertainment. The air will become hot and stuffy. And my roommates are going to be gone for a good majority of the time. It is all going to be very different.
Although everything is changing I must admit that I have changed the most… and it is all for the better. God is beginning to show me that change might not be as horrific as I had previously conceived. Change has the possibility of being something beautiful.
Update: Tisha has officially finished her last injection. I had to hold her down a few more times while she got her shots but after Bob told her she would get ten taka every time she didn’t cry.. she stopped crying (good ole bribing). She got 80 taka by the end of the week. I’m proud of her.
As for the rest of us we don’t have typhoid but we are all coughing like crazy. At night it is like we have surround sound of coughing. Thank you all for your prayers!
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