21.5.06

 

Scollted

It’s true, I don’t want to write a new post, but I know I should up date. So instead, I cut and pasted about 10 different emails to 10 different people from the past week or so. Sorry if they aren’t in the right order, or don’t flow very well, but at least you’ll know what’s been happening to here. The writing isn’t blog style, it’s email style. So, from here on, these are parts of emails:

K, so today we went to the Bersags for pizza, because they're back from South Africa (and Brock too). AND before we left they gave us the stuff that Brock brought for us! When we got home it was like Christmas! Well, weirdest ever, somehow we pull out these twelve sheets of scrap book paper... uhh??? and then scrap book stickers... who knows? And I have a white tank top. My only spaghetti strap one (thanks Kristin) which might possibly save my life come October. And I saw Lauren's new clothes from South, and she is excited- especially for her new guess shoes which I tried on, and only fell over in... twice. We look like two different species standing next to each other with me in those shoes (so tall!). And now I am very excited to put ALL the pictures on the fridge with our new magnets!!! YAY!! And I've been looking forward to my black tank top that I forgot for so long. And the sandals were a bonus - wasn't expecting those. and lip gloss - man I'm stocked.

Play outside, yes. On the playground with the peeps. they're fun. I like the swings and the tires. they play tag on the tires (we're talking gigantic tires - bigger than a tractor), and when they tag someone they say "touch." Sports, well I've played volleyball, basketball, and futbol - soccer.

Someone asked if they could draw me today. They seemed sincere- not creepy - but it was still a boy, so I thought it was weird, and changed the subject. Mmmm... I told dad that he should find a hobby, like colouring in colouring books, and he said, "No, I'm not ready to sink to that level." "What level, dad?" hahahah.

It's 12:30, and I woke up at 6:30 this morning. Wow, what an eventful day. So much fun though!! As soon as I got to the office building (where the team room is) Mary (who's bedroom window is connected to the wall of the office building, in a weird way) said Hi to me, and it was good, because I missed her after three days. She's fun. K, so usually I go to VOH in the morning, arrive by 8am, and sleep till 9-9:30, or maybe even 10. But today I didn't; I started scool write away, and finished a lesson. Then I find out at 9:00 that.... dun dun dun... the CONTAINER CAME!!!!
We weren't expecting it for minimum another week (though it was shipped last November - the CAC one), and me personally was thinking it would take at least another 3 weeks. But it was there. So I rounded up Mary, and we walked down there, and waited... and waited... and waited. Finally I came back inside and ate some lunch at around 11:30 after hanging around with Mary for a while, and Nancy and my mom were talking inside the building, and Nancy said they had to wait for an inspector to come and inspect the container before we unloaded.
Finally he came, and they started. I was the official video-camera-er, and that's what I did. It was hot in the sun. I took breaks in the shade and talked with Webby a bunch today, and Dani too. (Sometime later, Dani was carying around a white cardboard sign with red painted letters that said, "I love my wife." hahahah.
Then, the container was finally unloaded (we got most of our stuff, but couldn't find some), and I saw the 'kids' containers' from CAC, and thought "hey! I packed two of those!!" So I filmed the setting down of those. I also lifted two bales of clothing - HEAVY!!! and carried two boxes. one I even tried on my head. I met Mausaso Banda today; he's our sponsor child. Cool!! Then Mary called me (she was at school) and I came to her class - which only had three people in it, because the rest were helping to put the things from the container away.
Then, I left the class and see my mom and Lauren waving to me, which is strange, because Lauren never goes out to VOH, and I get closer, and realise that it is Lauren Airth! And I hadn't seen her in over a month (well, actually I have only met her ... once at the China Kitchen in Canada, once at her house after the airport, once in Kitwe, and right then). So we talked for a while, and walked around. So then I met her brother, Sean, and came to Kopa with them in their AMAZING (seriously, the shocks are so good, better than the landcruiser even, that you don't feel ANY bumps at ALL!!! wow. and it was so... quiet - like the car, not us.) Blue truck. The Airths are staying in the guest house at our (kopa) house tonight, because they were so excited to see their (whole life) stuff from the container. So they brought their boxes here, and were sorting through them -it was like christmas!! wow. And they brought Canadian chocolate!! mmmm. I had mini smarties, kitkat, aero, and coffee crisp. mmm. And they made a box of extra (mostly toiletries) for us, that they didn't need. like christmas, again. And then my parents came home, and brought our stuff. We set up the Poang chairs from Ikea, which are SOOOOOO comfortable, ESPECIALLY compared to the ones we have now. mmm. nice.

K, so then we went to the Bersags for Pizza, and it was bersags, us, airths, jonuts (other missionary family) and robinsons (alicias family).

OH! more news, I got a farmers BURN today. I was wearing short sleeves without sunscreen, and was out in the sun alll day, and there is definite red, with definite white.

K, so it is past one in the morning. I reorganized my closet today. I love doing that. and I also love arranging things so they fit tightly in a box - or an enclosed area. We are having breakfast with the Airths tomorrow.

And on friday the container came, and I was video taping, and suddenly, I see one of our boxes, and think, "Hey! I taped that up five months ago!" It was such a weird feeling. But, now we have shampoo AND conditioner, which is fun. We are stocked. And the airth's had a bunch of Canadian candy in their boxes, so I got M&Ms, coffee crisp, kit kat, (canadian) smarties, ahhh... so good. I finally have a dirty clothes bin. no more hanging everything in mesh laundry bags. fun. And dad is trying to hook up a washer (this one will automatically fill, so no more filling it from the sink beside). Dad preached on thursday. And on saturday serge solved all of the world's problems. And Brock is going to paint victoria's old place. June 5th the boxes of love get handed out.

It's almost winter (June), so it's not incredibly hot. It is still warm during the day, but at night it will get down to about 5 degrees.

was thinking today about how the rest of the world think people who speak english are lucky - because they don't have to learn it as a second language. But I think that the rest of the world is lucky - because they can speak two languages! I wish I could. That is one of my goals in life. Wouldn't it be fun to be a translator? For the UN or something? (after watching 'the interpreter...)

I was going through the pictures on my computer, and have a new theory: Persons with blue eyes are subject to the condition known as "red eye" when a photograph is taken of them while using a flash; this happens more frequently in blue-eyed persons than green, or brown-eyed persons.

home. wait, no, in Canada. The term 'home' confuses me now.

ps - I always spell my name wrong.
pps - I wrote Lauren B a poem:

L is for Lemony Fresh.
A is for Annoying Ashlee Simpson.
U is for Ulilating in church.
R is for reminiscing childhood memories.
E is for Eddie, your dog.
N is for a New haircut!

What the heck, some crazy il divo italien love songs just came on my mp3 player. Apparently a mp3 player/radio/tape player/ music in any mini size is called a "nigel." So I had my mp3 in my pocket, and the kids would point to it and say, "show me your nigel!" ahah. at least thats what I thought they were saying.

I saw a Barbie Magazine in Upper Kitwe Grocery store! where there is normally a picture of a model on the cover of a magazine, there was a picture of a barbie, and the magazine was called Barbie.*

And that is the end of the email parts.

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