Many thanks to Roelene for getting me a new water heater so i can drink some coffee. It has been a VERY long day for rebekah to go without her beloved beverage.
How do you like that alliteration!?!?!
Also, to Lania for bestowing on me the gift of lots of chocolate. I already ate one barm split between the flight over and the first night here. Now, I am currently drinking my nescafe and munching on my silky smooth dark chocolate dove bar with roasted almonds.
Can you say, healing to my weary ears and achy arms.
What a first day. I guess the best thing about it was that it was not unexpected. I went into it thinking it would be about like it was, so that is comforting. Of course, I couldn’t have predicted half the “fun” things that occurred, but I thought I’d feel this beat up and I do! I guess my expectations are more realistic the older I get.
Some highlights of the day: being peed on and having a child run away home. :)
ahhhhhhh what a day!!!
I don’t feel like thinking upon it, so enjoy the digression of my brain....
I have an extreme lack of color in my home right now. I mean, the average person would think its just fine, but I’m needing some sort of spice or centerpiece or jolt of life. So far, all that hangs on my wall is my red winter jacket, the four purses I decided to bring (ahhh what a torturous decision to have to pick only 4 of your beloved bags...), my baseball hat, and my cherished apron from anthropologie. I also suppose you should count the blue blanket on my bed that'ss my favorite that my sister somehow managed to smush into my bag (bless you, natalie!) and the assortment of scarves that litter my bed in the same way ribbons and confetti litter the field after the Stealers win yet another freakin superbowl.
On that note, I suppose missing football season this fall will not be so bad since we have rugby here. And my local team is the best in the league, and my national team just won yesterday so they rock as well. Go Bulls!
Since I read today that Obama wants to raise taxes I am seriously considering looking into changing my nationality. It really bites to pay taxes when I don’t even live in the city that my money goes to. Anyway, I guess my digression is over.
I had no lunch today. I am not sure its worth it to eat lunch anymore. Which is sad, because I love lunch. WIth all the kids cajoling for my attention its just tough. Tomorrow I will have a helper. Can you say, thank you, Jesus!!?!?! (edit: also: I did not eat lunch today either. I think a pattern has emerged)
Back to the little kiddies.............................
Matthew screamed for 3 hours without stopping. I’m not kidding. I knew it would be bad, so I watched the clock. He only stopped at 9:23 because he fell asleep for a half hour. When he woke up it started again. Thankfully, this time it was on and off. On for 10 minutes, off for 30 seconds.
Then, after lunch time, Calvin punched a hole in the door. Literally. My body hurts for him. Then a little later, he just flat out sprinted for his home. He escaped. Right out the door. For HIS HOME!?!?! Thankfully his parents were there and his dad speaks some English. I felt bad for Calvin, you can’t blame him for not understanding anything all day long. And he (like all my kids) are used to being on their own and roaming the farm or staying locked in their home. So, this was quite the day for all of them. (Today was MUCH better. No child escaped and ran to their house)
It was quite the sight watching me with the other kids try to gather them and go after Calvin. Ha...what a sight....
Teaching anything will be a challenge unless I can find someway to discipline and explain things to the children. I am already counting down the days to my first national holiday. One week from today!!!! So only 4 more days!!! Then a 3 day weekend to figure things out. (side note: that was one week from yesterday!)
I kept repeating to myself over and over again today that I can survive anything for a short amount of time. And though 10 hours doesn’t seem very short at the moment of chaos, it is. “I can do it. I can do it. I can do it” was my whispered prayer over and over to myself. Also, the knowledge that once the kids adjust it will be a lot easier. and better. and all around less headache inducing. :)
Somehow I truly believe this place, these kids, these new friends, something, somehow will be another tool the Lord uses to restore back to me whats been lost. I know and believe He will restore back to me what the locust have eaten. I just don’t know how or why. That verse in Joel was given to me before I left by the Holy Spirit and has kept coming up “randomly” since arriving. It is my verse and I am believing it....
even though today i just feel like collasping back into my bed and never emerging from my new little home.
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Tuesday:
I felt I should give a quick rundown on today since this all (the above words) was written yesterday. Today was like 89.349% better. I love assigning random numbers to things.
It started out with 3 of the children crying and screaming. It ended up with two of them crying. Thats progress!!!! Also, we had literal moments of silence! I mean, normal "kid babbling" but no crying or screaming. for like more than a minute at a time! You have NO IDEA how that is healing and life to spirit.
Its just a day at a time. They will adjust to being away from home, and to me, and we'll all adjust to each other.
I think Calvin even learned 4 numbers and 2 colors. I'm not holding my breath, but we'll see how tomorrow goes.
Sleep calls me now.........