I
was so tired last night that I couldn’t blog which may have been a good thing
because I have a lot to process.
I
felt great all morning until after breakfast than I thought I was going to lose
my toast. The school was so nice at
letting me sit down and gave me plenty of water.
I
started co-teaching English with Dr. Buzan and Dakota. I think we are off to a great start! Today, we will discuss Little Red Riding
Hood.
In
the late morning, I was in a class with sixth graders from St. John’s English School. We will learn about World Religions
together. It’s going to be a good time! Snarkiness is universal, there is one chatty
cathy in the group and the girls just kept looking at me and smiling.
We
came back to the hotel for lunch. When
lunch was almost finished I was asked to take my picture with one of the
waiters. I was very caught off guard by
being singled out. John warned us about
not talking to strangers and saying where we stay. Well, I bill my room every time I eat in the
hotel… I’m sure he just wanted a picture with a pale girl. He walked away and came back and asked for
more pictures with my roommates and me, which made me feel a little better. He only shook my hand good bye, which may be
common, but men must extend a hand first.
Today,
at the home my girls came back from school excited to see me, and I was excited
to see them! Komel is still not
back. The girls assure me that she will
be back tomorrow. My sweet Ranuka got
hit with a cricket ball in the lower back.
I had my arm around her and I could feel that ball hit her body as she
collapsed into me. Everyone around us
kept saying don’t cry. My instinct is to
naturally cuddle her. I was just blown
away with how many children were saying not to cry. I would have been bawling for quite some
time. Ranuka tried to fight the tears,
but that ball hurt. We went inside and
listen to Taylor Swift and look at pictures of TyBaby and friends. The girls are trying to learn everyone’s
names. The girls noticed the battery was
getting low and asked if I had my charger.
I said, not right now. They
became worked up and said, no more music.
I said its okay because I knew we only had a few minutes left. They wouldn’t have it; they were so worried
the phone would die. We looked at
pictures only.
This
morning I found out that two of the girls’ mother is in the hospital because the
father lit her on fire. This is not an
uncommon story. Now, we know these
girls! I can’t even imagine what today
will feel like as we go to gather and play.
The girls are taught to cry.
Prayers for John as he talks with the girls today.
I’m
also praying for the work that God is doing at home. I’m so grateful for my time here, but God is
revealing some of the work He is doing back home and I’m so excited to see
people’s hearts grow in the Kingdom.
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