Woah, has it really been a whole week since I last updated my blog? Oops. I shall claim “busy.” Well, this week has been pretty busy. Saturday there was no potluck, which was like DUWAH? But Dr. Jerry and Mr. Jack (Dr. Jerry is the head of Adventist Disaster Relief Association (ADRA) in Ethiopia) came, so apparently that warrants a special meal, so we ate with them and Dr. Gemechu and Hareg in Dr. Gemechu’s apartment. Pathfinders went well. We sang a few new songs and Nehemiah taught us some marching. It made me want to watch “Cadet Kelly” really badly. Sunday I made banana bread and we went to Safara. We met up with Mrs. Desta, Firmaye, Samara, and their older sister (Yanekachew was sick at home) and went to the bee hives to meet Ato Desta for lunch at some lady’s house. We had already eaten lunch, so I was full (Cameron was still hungry, though) so we went and they had some beef jerky stuff on injera. I drank most of a soda, and that’s it. Things finally began picking up in the clinic this week. On Wednesday, I think, we had a man come in with a monstrous tumor on his leg that was bigger than a cantelope. It had been growing for two years, and he came from a far far kebele (town area) to get it seen, because he heard there were American doctors here or something. Well, you have Cameron and I, but we hardly qualify :-).
I got to take some BPs and give an injection and do more inventory. Class went pretty well this week. I passed back the tests and started “The Boxcar Children” in the second grades. At the end of class on Thursday, I asked the kids what Henry had just gone to buy in the book. I spent some of the class explaining “boxcar” and Jessie had just found some blueberries. After quite a few kids who had no idea, I got MANY answers of “boxcar” and “blueberries.” That is one of the frustrating things—even if you say that “BLUEBERRIES IS NOT THE ANSWER,” you will still get kids who say “blueberry.” I said that they should know it; that I knew it in both English and Amharic. So then I wrote the first letter in each language on the board, and then the second, and Helen FINALLY got it! Hahaha. Milk. Not too hard. Well, they had fun, anyway. Having the kids act “afraid” was always fun.
On Wednesday night we made a birthday pie for Hareg… and there was enough pie filling for Jennifer and Cameron to have a pie! It was delicious.
Today we walked to Safara to get eggs so I can make pierogis on Sunday. We had an entire entourage, since we left right after school got out. In the beginning, Cameron was holding hands with two kids, and there was a chain of kids with their arms around one another on either side of that. I felt left out, but it was suuuuper funny. Then I held hands with the two girls who were with us. That is the last time, though, we walk into Safara at that time of day—the sun was shiny--ouch.
Dr. Gemechu left Thursday night :-(. We miss him already.
My toilet is stilllll having problems. Gah!!!!!!!!!! It overflowed twice today. But I am making friends with the donkeys. They each ate a piece of carrot from my hand. I named them Mandonkey and Itdonkey.
Yesterday, I decided to be brave and went to Sinke’s kitchen and asked if we could practice making injera. Cameron joined me, and we each made two (my first was worse than any I had done previously). Meskeram made us shiro (the best I have had ever) and they gave us two injeras to take home. Very good candlelit dinner. Our sink was being… crazy, and had peed all over the floor, so we got Solomon and he tried to fix it, but he ended up recalking part of it and said he was just going to turn off the water for the night so the calk could dry. YAY no more cockroaches coming through that way! He tried again to fix it, but it turns out that we need a whole new faucet or something, and so we have no faucet in our sink until at least Monday. Washing dishes was fun tonight. We saved so much water haha.
Well, it is just as well that I did not blog all week…. blogspot will not post it.
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Friday, during which we clean
Friday felt like a really low-keyed Sunday. I woke up and waited for Daniel (who never came) so I called Dr. Gemechu and he said that the nurses were not coming in. Cameron and I cleaned/tidied our house, and we put away all of the Christmas stuff. I made another potholder and watched TV. Cameron went to Safara with Samson, but I decided to stay home. They ended up just going to his house, and Cameron ate more meat (cooked, this time, tibs). I missed Vespers, but I did not mean to! I put on a dress and went outside because I saw the land cruiser, but it was over, not starting *headesk*
Friday, January 8, 2010
Christmas, during which I eat meat
Yesterday, Cameron’s studentYanekachew invited us to his house for Christmas. He lives in Safara. His sister is Firmaye, who is in my third grade—I saw her in town on the first time we stopped in Safara for groceries late at night. And so he came for us in the morning, and we walked to his house. Their house is pretty nice, considering. They are Adventist, which is super cool. We got there. And. They. Served. Us. Lamb. …………….And. I. Ate. It. I had some serious trouble chewing and swallowing it. Cameron ate SO much. I ate the minimum. Seriously. I felt kind of impolite, because I ate so little, but I ate a whole roll of injera, and drank most of a Mirinda. I would have finished it, but Cameron drank it. And I think I may have eaten some doro wat too. At least it was a mystery, not like chewing on hunks of meat. AND I drank half a cup of coffee. They also have an older sister, and, I think, and elder brother. They have a little brother too, Sama or something. They call him Sammy. He is cute, but kind of spoiled. After eating so much and drinking two cups of coffee, Cameron drank like five cups of tej, which tasted different (better) than the stuff they have at potluck. Turns out, it was Firmaye’s birthday too! so they had dabo and oranges and Mirindas and bananas and the Ethiopian speciality, kitfo. Cameron ate some, but I refused, saying I was full (which I was) and that I would get sick if I ate it (which I would have). Cameron ate some kitfo and a huge bone covered in meat. Brave guy. The kids loved my camera. Ugh my tummy feels funny. I forgot to take charcoal before leaving/with me to eat right after I ate whatever scary dead things we had to politely eat. Yanekachew, Firmaye, and Sammy walked us home, and made themselves right at home in our house. Cameron broke out the keyboard and yeah, they had fun. The Cameron went to take a nap/eat some charcoal, and I did this and watched TV. Not much supper for us. Tummy is grumbly. No thanks. At least I’m not Cameron.
A chunk of time
Saturday was good. Cameron and his family were here the whole day. Rehearsal went okay, kind of. Amanuel and his kids were SUPER late, and they are over ¼ of the cast. And I especially needed Amanuel for the first scenes. Girma never showed, so afterward, I talked to Yared about being the new Magi 1. He agreed, however begrudgingly. I found Girma and told him that he was officially out of the play. Er, program. I realize that he has good excuses for why he is late/does not show, but I need to be able to rely on him. If he is too busy, then he ought not have said that he could do it (much less that he wanted to be Joseph!). During soccer, Yared and Girma came back to me, and Yared promised me that Girma would learn his lines. Well, okay. Cameron’s family stayed until late, and Tamirat came and picked them up. They had a 230 am flight. ICKY. On Sunday, we went into town to get some produce. We found Samson again, WHO WAS LATE TO PRACTICE JENNIFER SAY WHA????? How do you get lost in 45 minutes? He totally knew when practice was, because he translated for Tsebenesh and Meseret. Anyway. Amanuel never showed. His kids were superfantastically late. However, Girma DID show, and he knew his lines pretty well. Well, not his verse of We Three Kings. Several people STILL do not know the lyrics! Anyway, it went okay.
I did not feel well on Monday. I went to the meeting at the clinic, then went back home and slept. What did I eat that made me so sick? I woke up around 1 and felt much better. I gave 2A their tests. EPIC fail. Well, at least they did better than 3’s first test. Their average score was 22%, and three kids passed with a 50%. I did more sheep costumes, and realized we had misplaced Ephrem’s costume! AHH. So we looked and looked, and asked Ephrem. No luck.
On Tuesday, I looked in the computer room for it. Again, no luck. 2B took their tests. Even with their teacher reading all of the questions out loud, their average was also a 22 percent. Four kids got 50%, and maybe two got higher (they left one question blank, so I am going to have them answer it next week. If they do this well, I am willing to let them answer the question. If it is the difference between a 2/24 and a 4/24, who cares. Ephrem was so worried about his costume that he made Tamu knock on our door and asked if he could look through the box. He did, and immediately found his costume. Next time, PLEASE do not wrap it in your red head covering! I thought it was Mary’s. It just never registered “two red costumes, well, that is weird.” Anyway, answered prayer big time there.
Tuesday night I got an email regarding an answered prayer of mine. That it is starting to be answered, that is. Prayer is such a powerful thing.
On Wednesday, the school celebrated Christmas, or, as they like to call it in English, “the x-mass holy day.” I do not really care for that title. All the kids decorated their classrooms with streamers and the chalkboards with colored chalk drawings. A lot of them drew Santa Clause on the board, and some even had a Christmas tree in the classroom. We had a good time taking pictures in the morning. Then. D-day time. Bekelech had a test, so she did not come, but EVERYONE ELSE came! Bebe missed school, and Temmy and Alemayo stayed home too… AND Lamlam, Bezunesh, and even little Edelowyt. I let Mek’des be a sheep. All in all, the play went, well, I was “backstage.” Someone tried to help me by bringing on a chair for scene two, but I was like, “No, do not go onstage again kthanks.” I wore blacks for a reason. Cameron says the singing was okay, but that it was hard to hear anything. Hareg really liked it, and so did Daniel. Amanuel, actually, was the biggest disappointment (considering I do not know whether or not Girma actually knew his verse of “We Three Kings”). He wanted to bring the words to “Away in a Manger” onstage for the last scene (he (Joseph) and Mary, the Innkeeper, and the narrator sing it together). WHAT? No, I said. I would rather you stand there and look like an idiot. He insisted, and I insisted harder and took his script and pushed him onstage. THEN HE GOES TO CAMERON AND GETS THE HYMNAL! NO, AMANUEL, NO! So yeah. Not too pleased. But whatever. I hope it made a difference for someone. After the play, we took pictures of the different classes having their Christmas parties. Cameron stayed with 8 for lunch and stuff, but I had too many people. Too many people. Lunch at home for me, then I went grocery shopping while Cameron ate lots of bread and drank lots of coffee. We chilled inside a bit, being interrupted every five minutes by more kids wanting balloons. We want to give to them, but we want to give to grateful, humble kids, NOT greedy little monsters. Mek’des has turned into a greedy little kid. We played soccer for awhile in the evening. We started making dinner (injera, shiro, and the green bean and carrot dish) in the dark WITH MY NEW CANDLE, but then the electricity turned back on. America called around 9something, and I got to talk to Rachel, which was cool.
Gah I am so frustrated at blogspot. POST MY BLOGS DODO!
I did not feel well on Monday. I went to the meeting at the clinic, then went back home and slept. What did I eat that made me so sick? I woke up around 1 and felt much better. I gave 2A their tests. EPIC fail. Well, at least they did better than 3’s first test. Their average score was 22%, and three kids passed with a 50%. I did more sheep costumes, and realized we had misplaced Ephrem’s costume! AHH. So we looked and looked, and asked Ephrem. No luck.
On Tuesday, I looked in the computer room for it. Again, no luck. 2B took their tests. Even with their teacher reading all of the questions out loud, their average was also a 22 percent. Four kids got 50%, and maybe two got higher (they left one question blank, so I am going to have them answer it next week. If they do this well, I am willing to let them answer the question. If it is the difference between a 2/24 and a 4/24, who cares. Ephrem was so worried about his costume that he made Tamu knock on our door and asked if he could look through the box. He did, and immediately found his costume. Next time, PLEASE do not wrap it in your red head covering! I thought it was Mary’s. It just never registered “two red costumes, well, that is weird.” Anyway, answered prayer big time there.
Tuesday night I got an email regarding an answered prayer of mine. That it is starting to be answered, that is. Prayer is such a powerful thing.
On Wednesday, the school celebrated Christmas, or, as they like to call it in English, “the x-mass holy day.” I do not really care for that title. All the kids decorated their classrooms with streamers and the chalkboards with colored chalk drawings. A lot of them drew Santa Clause on the board, and some even had a Christmas tree in the classroom. We had a good time taking pictures in the morning. Then. D-day time. Bekelech had a test, so she did not come, but EVERYONE ELSE came! Bebe missed school, and Temmy and Alemayo stayed home too… AND Lamlam, Bezunesh, and even little Edelowyt. I let Mek’des be a sheep. All in all, the play went, well, I was “backstage.” Someone tried to help me by bringing on a chair for scene two, but I was like, “No, do not go onstage again kthanks.” I wore blacks for a reason. Cameron says the singing was okay, but that it was hard to hear anything. Hareg really liked it, and so did Daniel. Amanuel, actually, was the biggest disappointment (considering I do not know whether or not Girma actually knew his verse of “We Three Kings”). He wanted to bring the words to “Away in a Manger” onstage for the last scene (he (Joseph) and Mary, the Innkeeper, and the narrator sing it together). WHAT? No, I said. I would rather you stand there and look like an idiot. He insisted, and I insisted harder and took his script and pushed him onstage. THEN HE GOES TO CAMERON AND GETS THE HYMNAL! NO, AMANUEL, NO! So yeah. Not too pleased. But whatever. I hope it made a difference for someone. After the play, we took pictures of the different classes having their Christmas parties. Cameron stayed with 8 for lunch and stuff, but I had too many people. Too many people. Lunch at home for me, then I went grocery shopping while Cameron ate lots of bread and drank lots of coffee. We chilled inside a bit, being interrupted every five minutes by more kids wanting balloons. We want to give to them, but we want to give to grateful, humble kids, NOT greedy little monsters. Mek’des has turned into a greedy little kid. We played soccer for awhile in the evening. We started making dinner (injera, shiro, and the green bean and carrot dish) in the dark WITH MY NEW CANDLE, but then the electricity turned back on. America called around 9something, and I got to talk to Rachel, which was cool.
Gah I am so frustrated at blogspot. POST MY BLOGS DODO!
Thursday-Friday, during which third grade becomes my least favorite grade
On Thursday, I started inventory… again… in the clinic. This time, there is a code. For example, SC/02-B/003/A112 is in the Summit Clinic, a piece of furniture (a bed), the third bed labeled, and in room A112. It was confusing as anything at first, but now I understand. I totally skipped the room with a bunch of instruments in it haha. I will save that for last. I am very thankful that Mom sent those sharpies, though. Even though they wash off of metal, I am still labeling them as if I do not know heehee. Hmm, Thursday class. Possibly worse than my first class ever. Quite possibly. Poor Eyerus and Samson, who want to learn. And that is all I am going to say about that. At least I get a break from them for next week. I stayed in my house the rest of the night. Samson came to get the football, but that’s it.
Friday was pretty good. I met with Ato Kinfe to give some of the parents’ money for their kids’ school bills, which was touching. I also had a talk with Kinfe about third grade’s atrocious behavior. I have no idea how to punish them. If we were in America, I could at least make them understand me. I could take away recess or send them to the principal’s office. He said he would talk to the teacher. I inventoried the procedure room, then back to give the homeroom teachers’ the money to buy their kids something for Christmas. Kinfe had somehow gotten the names of yesterday’s worst offenders, and made them apologize to me. They knelt on the floor for awhile in his office while he talked to them, then made them all say yekerta to me. The girl who sits L4L with the short hair, Argdeh, I think, could not keep a straight face. I felt a tiny (tiny) bit bad for the boys, because once I disciplined them, they were okay. Fantu (who I flat out kicked out), seemed the most penitent. I finished inventorying the lab and another room and started the overnight patient room, then left for lunch. I made stir fry, which turned out really good. After lunch, I found Salam (who does not attend class anymore because she says her mother will beat her (and who am I to argue?)) and had her take her test (which she missed). She improved from a 5/24 to a 6/24, which s…”which” was supposed to be “but.” My fingers have a mind of their own. So as I was saying, she improved to only a 6/24, but she got the last question correct (What word means mother AND father?), which is more than I can say for most of the others. I feel so badly for Eyerus (who is so smart and sweet) who still did not pass… which is weird because I KNOW she understands) and Samson (who had the highest grade on the fill in the blank test, but got a lower score on the easier one). They want to learn. Rehearsal went pretty terribly as well. WE PERFORM IN LESS THAN A WEEK. Girma does not know his lines. Only half the people show up to each practice. I still have not finished costumes or props, but I just barely had a brilliant idea for the shepherd’s “chair.” Thank you, Janyne. And I have to make gold, frankincense and myrrh. OOOH but Cameron has something we will use. So only two more to figure out. Oh and I have to make Samson a door for the inn. Vespers was mercifully very short (they wanted to finish before it got too dark). And now I am taking a brief respite from sewing sheep costumes. At this point, I am praying to get everything finished, forget sewed to last. I can fix them later. I am just going to cut holes for their heads and pray that they will not fray too much. A few emails, then sheepness.
Cameron and family are back!!!!
Friday was pretty good. I met with Ato Kinfe to give some of the parents’ money for their kids’ school bills, which was touching. I also had a talk with Kinfe about third grade’s atrocious behavior. I have no idea how to punish them. If we were in America, I could at least make them understand me. I could take away recess or send them to the principal’s office. He said he would talk to the teacher. I inventoried the procedure room, then back to give the homeroom teachers’ the money to buy their kids something for Christmas. Kinfe had somehow gotten the names of yesterday’s worst offenders, and made them apologize to me. They knelt on the floor for awhile in his office while he talked to them, then made them all say yekerta to me. The girl who sits L4L with the short hair, Argdeh, I think, could not keep a straight face. I felt a tiny (tiny) bit bad for the boys, because once I disciplined them, they were okay. Fantu (who I flat out kicked out), seemed the most penitent. I finished inventorying the lab and another room and started the overnight patient room, then left for lunch. I made stir fry, which turned out really good. After lunch, I found Salam (who does not attend class anymore because she says her mother will beat her (and who am I to argue?)) and had her take her test (which she missed). She improved from a 5/24 to a 6/24, which s…”which” was supposed to be “but.” My fingers have a mind of their own. So as I was saying, she improved to only a 6/24, but she got the last question correct (What word means mother AND father?), which is more than I can say for most of the others. I feel so badly for Eyerus (who is so smart and sweet) who still did not pass… which is weird because I KNOW she understands) and Samson (who had the highest grade on the fill in the blank test, but got a lower score on the easier one). They want to learn. Rehearsal went pretty terribly as well. WE PERFORM IN LESS THAN A WEEK. Girma does not know his lines. Only half the people show up to each practice. I still have not finished costumes or props, but I just barely had a brilliant idea for the shepherd’s “chair.” Thank you, Janyne. And I have to make gold, frankincense and myrrh. OOOH but Cameron has something we will use. So only two more to figure out. Oh and I have to make Samson a door for the inn. Vespers was mercifully very short (they wanted to finish before it got too dark). And now I am taking a brief respite from sewing sheep costumes. At this point, I am praying to get everything finished, forget sewed to last. I can fix them later. I am just going to cut holes for their heads and pray that they will not fray too much. A few emails, then sheepness.
Cameron and family are back!!!!
Tuesday-Wednesday, during which I see Meredith and Curtis!
Tuesday was pretty normal. We actually did have a patient or two. Class with the second graders went okay, considering. I wonder if most of them even care. There are two kids who I know care, because they understand, but the rest… who knows? We played kickball again, with more people this time. Eventually, though, Yobe got fed up and said that it was time to play football instead. I am pretty sure the way to win is to put me on the opposite team. I stink! Fun, though. Oh, I forgot to mention, Samson is AMAZING. He made China make up with me! So I took him back to the house to give him his toy and I gave him a Hershey kiss too. He waved goodbye to me, so I hope all hard feelings have been mollified. I made macaroni and cheeseeeeeeeeee for dinner, or was it lunch, on Tuesday? with the Velveeta my mom sent with Cameron’s family! It turned out wonderfully, and I had made the right amount of sauce for the amount of pasta we had left (for three meals!). My family friends, Meredith and Curtis, arrived Sunday night! They are here to adopt, which is super exciting. I finally got a hold of them and arranged to hang out with them on Wednesday. I waited at the clinic forevars, then we finally left to bring me to the Hilton (and Hulu, Daniel, and Dr. Gemechu places). OH MAN, HE IS SO CUTE!!! His name was Binyam, but now it is Hensley Binyam. He is 9 months old. They are also adopting a little girl, Hollis (I forget her Ethiopian name) (she is two months old now), but they have to come back to get her in April. But since they are here, they let them have her while they are here. She likes to be held. I played with Hensley—I am his auntcousinthing. I get to spoil him rotten—I’m doing a good job so far. The Hilton gives them fresh fruit every day, so they gave me some of it! So I have mangos, bananas, and oranges. I think I will just start calling them “greens” or “yellows” because they rarely get orange…. and apples! Shoo, apples. Which is really funny considering how expensive they are here! Dr. Gemechu had some stuff to do with his flight, so he invited us to lunch at the Hilton with him. It was a lot of fun. Meredith and Curtis got to try Ethiopian food, and I even got Hensley started on his first solid food—injera (fitting, right?). He loves to play with my watch. We hung out at the room a little bit, then their driver came to bring them to bring Hollis back to the transition house, and then shopping. We were almost at the transition house when their driver Ohnetu, got a call that they needed to be at the embassy NOW. I still do not understand the rush. So we literally dropped Hollis off, and I am not sure if it was better that it was fast (no time to get emotional) or not. We ran by the Hilton so Meredith and Curtis could get their passports (thanks, Hareg, for telling us to always bring ours :-)). I waited in the car with the driver and read a book and stuff. Talking to their driver was fun. After about an hour, Curtis came out for the diaper bag, and, since he said that they had said it might be another two hours, I went back in with him. Something happened to one of the guys that was there to adopt two older (7/8 years old) girls, and he had to be brought to the hospital (he looked okay to me on the stretcher, but what do I know?). It was only another twenty minutes at the most, and Hensley Binyam Hannah officially belongs to us! Well, Meredith and Curtis… and Jennifer! He is such a sweetheart. We went to Churchill Rd and I got to lead the shopping dealio, since my limited Amharic is better than Curtis and Meredith’s none. They got little souvenirs for people who had helped raise money, and giraffe thing for Hensley’s room, and a CD, and Meredith got a scarf and they bought me one too, and a map. Then we stopped by Bole Mini for some dabo colo and banana muffins. I got one for each of my bruhzers. Then they brought me home (and I had NO idea the Kalaala dance rd was so rough on cars!). I had a FANTABULOUS day and I absolutely LOVE Curtis and Meredith and Hensley and Hollis.
Monday, December 28, 2009
Saturday-Monday
The fresh honey that Samson brought me.Haha, as I was logging off of yahoo last night, one of the news bulletins was about some dude who had a pet reindeer. That did not even faze me. I know someone who has a pet DUIKER. Beat that, peoples.
Saturday morning I realized that I lost the cell phone. Yep. Amanuel had called between classs and rehearsal, and from then, I have no idea where it went! I feel terrible about it. That is why ANISHA always carried the phone. Key I can deal with. Phone, not so much. On Saturday, Bekelech came ask if I could come play piano for Sabbath school. Then they go and sing only songs that are not in the hymnal! Then they sang one that WAS in the hymnal, but they do not know how to sing with the piano, so they were a step and half off from the piano. Terrible. Then I sat through Sabbath school, not understanding annnnything. Cameron and his family finally got here and I had to leave to unlock the house. Church was good—and in English! Yay. About half of the congregation did not understand Amharic. Between the people from the Congo and me, and Cameron, and Cameron’s family… yep. Rehearsal went pretty well. We had to practice in the preK room because the computer room was locked and Cameron needed the outlet to practice singing. Everyone had their lines memorized (and subsequently got a really cool sticker!) except Amanuel and Girma (because they switched parts last week) and Kibret. Silly grownups. We played soccer for awhile in the rain. Cameron and Peter (Cameron’s brother) played hardcore, and I was a sissy.
On Sunday, I sewed two costumes, watched two movies, and ate two much candy (spelling was on purpose). I made this AWESOME goal in soccer. I was right in front of Gezehang (who was playing keeper) and he (of course) blocked it, but it rickashayed (sp?) off of my thigh and went super high like a high pop and JUST made it in the goal! Cameron’s family came while I was playing soccer, and they brought the rest of the stuff my mom sent me. Yarnnnnnnnnnnnnnyay and doggy treats and the hit away and the basketball. Can you say Ethiopian flag potholders?
I was very productive during work on Monday. I hemmed Girma’s Magi costume (Amanuel is taller than he is), and unhemmed and rehemmed the pair of pants I was wearing. That’s one not-high-water pair of scrub pants, three to go! Then I went outside and watched Antenna get Hulu some vegetables. THEIR ZUCCINI IS HUGE! So are the radishes. On Saturday evening, someone had left me two on my windowsill. They were as big as potatoes, no joke.
The zucchini is as big as… a football. True bis. The guy who was the labtech today was appalled that I STILL lived with my parents and told me I was way too old not to be married. By the time someone is 15 or 16, he said, kids do not live with their parents, and it is very common for girls to be married. Made me feel old. I have never felt old before. It was a momentary feeling, anyway.
I decided to do one more review class on family, considering the 3rd graders’ average score was 26.7 percent. We’ll call it a 27. I hope today helped. If that one girl says wife for one more answer, though… I swear…. HA! It was SO funny. There was a little boy in the center of the room who was turned around not paying attention, so I sneaked up right behind him and went “Boo!” He just about peed his pants. They were well-behaved, albeit noisy, even though their teacher was not present. I brought out the kickball today! Meskeram, me, and Nehemiah vs Samson, Ruth, and Ruben. Ruben kept running from home to first when he made a run. They would have been laughed out of any little league stadium for doing that in America. I hope they eventually get it. I wish there had been more players, though. I gave Pup and Rocky each half of a dog treat. Pup loved it, but Rocky was a little more hesitant. He took his half a bit away and contemplated it before eating it. Haha. Samson helped me and China make up today! I gave him back his toy, and he waved goodbye. Hopefully, this is the rebeginning of a wonderful friendship. I put radish in the spaghetti sauce… it was not half bad. I used up four of the tomatoes and the radish, which is good. My fingers are cold. I think Meredith and Curtis (speaking of, MARCO EMAIL ME), arrived today, but since I lost my phoneeeeeeeeeee, I do not know how to contact them except via internet. Actually, Abebe brought me what I think is the Summit International phone this evening. Hopefully Cameron will call me and tell me my number/will email me his number so I can call it and THEN he can tell me my number.
Crocheting potholders time!
GAH and I have a cricket invasion in my house. There is at least one cricket every night that loses its life to my flip flop.
So I have not done ANY crocheting, but I have been answering emails, which is still productive. AND Cameron just called so now I know my phone number (and his, haha).
Saturday morning I realized that I lost the cell phone. Yep. Amanuel had called between classs and rehearsal, and from then, I have no idea where it went! I feel terrible about it. That is why ANISHA always carried the phone. Key I can deal with. Phone, not so much. On Saturday, Bekelech came ask if I could come play piano for Sabbath school. Then they go and sing only songs that are not in the hymnal! Then they sang one that WAS in the hymnal, but they do not know how to sing with the piano, so they were a step and half off from the piano. Terrible. Then I sat through Sabbath school, not understanding annnnything. Cameron and his family finally got here and I had to leave to unlock the house. Church was good—and in English! Yay. About half of the congregation did not understand Amharic. Between the people from the Congo and me, and Cameron, and Cameron’s family… yep. Rehearsal went pretty well. We had to practice in the preK room because the computer room was locked and Cameron needed the outlet to practice singing. Everyone had their lines memorized (and subsequently got a really cool sticker!) except Amanuel and Girma (because they switched parts last week) and Kibret. Silly grownups. We played soccer for awhile in the rain. Cameron and Peter (Cameron’s brother) played hardcore, and I was a sissy.
On Sunday, I sewed two costumes, watched two movies, and ate two much candy (spelling was on purpose). I made this AWESOME goal in soccer. I was right in front of Gezehang (who was playing keeper) and he (of course) blocked it, but it rickashayed (sp?) off of my thigh and went super high like a high pop and JUST made it in the goal! Cameron’s family came while I was playing soccer, and they brought the rest of the stuff my mom sent me. Yarnnnnnnnnnnnnnyay and doggy treats and the hit away and the basketball. Can you say Ethiopian flag potholders?
I was very productive during work on Monday. I hemmed Girma’s Magi costume (Amanuel is taller than he is), and unhemmed and rehemmed the pair of pants I was wearing. That’s one not-high-water pair of scrub pants, three to go! Then I went outside and watched Antenna get Hulu some vegetables. THEIR ZUCCINI IS HUGE! So are the radishes. On Saturday evening, someone had left me two on my windowsill. They were as big as potatoes, no joke.
The zucchini is as big as… a football. True bis. The guy who was the labtech today was appalled that I STILL lived with my parents and told me I was way too old not to be married. By the time someone is 15 or 16, he said, kids do not live with their parents, and it is very common for girls to be married. Made me feel old. I have never felt old before. It was a momentary feeling, anyway.I decided to do one more review class on family, considering the 3rd graders’ average score was 26.7 percent. We’ll call it a 27. I hope today helped. If that one girl says wife for one more answer, though… I swear…. HA! It was SO funny. There was a little boy in the center of the room who was turned around not paying attention, so I sneaked up right behind him and went “Boo!” He just about peed his pants. They were well-behaved, albeit noisy, even though their teacher was not present. I brought out the kickball today! Meskeram, me, and Nehemiah vs Samson, Ruth, and Ruben. Ruben kept running from home to first when he made a run. They would have been laughed out of any little league stadium for doing that in America. I hope they eventually get it. I wish there had been more players, though. I gave Pup and Rocky each half of a dog treat. Pup loved it, but Rocky was a little more hesitant. He took his half a bit away and contemplated it before eating it. Haha. Samson helped me and China make up today! I gave him back his toy, and he waved goodbye. Hopefully, this is the rebeginning of a wonderful friendship. I put radish in the spaghetti sauce… it was not half bad. I used up four of the tomatoes and the radish, which is good. My fingers are cold. I think Meredith and Curtis (speaking of, MARCO EMAIL ME), arrived today, but since I lost my phoneeeeeeeeeee, I do not know how to contact them except via internet. Actually, Abebe brought me what I think is the Summit International phone this evening. Hopefully Cameron will call me and tell me my number/will email me his number so I can call it and THEN he can tell me my number.
Crocheting potholders time!
GAH and I have a cricket invasion in my house. There is at least one cricket every night that loses its life to my flip flop.
So I have not done ANY crocheting, but I have been answering emails, which is still productive. AND Cameron just called so now I know my phone number (and his, haha).
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