24 hours in my life
11:30- Feed the children lunch at the feeding program
12:30- Make Sandwiches for me and all our new best friends for lunch
12:45- Try not to throw up while watching the construction workers from the project play with cow eyeballs
1:00-Start doing house visits with my new best friends
1:30- Move on to the second person’s house. This meant looking at every photo the family owns and translating for my teammates all the problems that the community has with the school board.
2:30 – New house, more pictures, and a fun game where I got to guess who was related to who.
3:00- New house, but this time they want to know about my life. I pull out family photos while explaining that my brothers are too young for them/ their daughters/ granddaughters.
3:30 – New house, we are now walking down the street in a caravan of about 7 or 8. We start talking to them about community development the persecuted church around the world. No photos. This is where Slumber party talk started developing.
4:00 – Start walking back with about 10 ladies to the community center. Buy a 3 liter Pepsi, and ask how to cook Iguanas. (This is because some men were walking down the street with them, and they are apparently all the rage during holy week.)
4:14- Serve the women Pepsi, and find them chairs. We get to play hostess at the community center.
4:30- Get into a discussion about women’s ministry, and the role women play in the local church.
5:00- Our contacts show up to get us. Translated all the women’s concerns to our contact. I passionately advocated for a drain in the floor of the kitchen.
7:00- Get home, while wondering where the last two hours of my life went.
7:00- Cook dinner.
8:30- Clean up dinner.
9:00- Check my e-mail, write a blog to ease my guilty conscience, and talk through my day with Christy.
9:30- Read my bible, shower, and pass out.
5:00- Think angry thoughts when the Alarm clock rings.
5:30- Yell at Christy because she was singing “Rise and Shine, and give God the Glory…Glory.”
6:00- Walk into the kitchen to make Chorizo con huevo.
6:00- Feed our contacts their breakfast, and clean up.
7:00- Load up in the car, practice translating the Good Samaritan story that Christy and I are teaching later.
7:30- End up at a Hyundai dealership, and switch to a different van
8:30- End up at the community center, when we arrive, we are told that the drain is being put in the kitchen, so we have to go cook breakfast at a neighbors house
8:40- Find my self standing over an open fire in the backyard stirring cereal, and thinking that it is ironic that cooking open an open fire is totally normal.
9:00- Serve Breakfast to the children from the community
9:30- Take a break to go to the restroom, but when I get to the restroom I find that the kindergarten teacher is in there cleaning. She tells me that her class is alone, so she sends me to take care of her class.
10:00- Translate Christy’s Good Samaritan Story, and Sing “O Le Le”
10:30- Help the Students write Thank you notes to kids in America, I try to make this take as long as possible, so that I don’t have to translate in front of another class.
10:40- I didn’t stall long enough, and so I translate for another class. Then we sing some A-Tu-T-Ta.
10:55- Try to head back to help with the kids lunch, but we get stopped by another class. More singing.
11:15- Back to the neighbors house to help with lunch
11:30- Serve the children lunch. This is about the time, I tripped, stepped on a dog, and got bitten in the leg by it. Instead of checking on me, Christy apologized to the dog for me. (Don’t worry mom, I’m fine.) Side note from Christy: The dog was starving and too weak to move out of E-Beth’s way. She stood on it’s tail, of course it would bite her.
My day might sound simple, but in a lot of ways it takes everything out of me. It is nice to be able to help feed the children, and teach them bible stories, but I am really excited about what God is going to do with the relationships that we build with the women.
