I want so badly to post lots and lots of pictures of my classroom and my students, but that will have to wait until I have permission from their parents! For now, you’ll just have to imagine them. 🙂 I am loving my job. I absolutely love my students. I’m getting awfully protective, though. They’re MY students! I don’t want anybody messing with them. Awful, I know.
This week was a good week. I thought it was going to start off rocky with the kids, but it actually went really well. Aside from a spider fiasco and random other crawly insects showing their nasty faces during class house, the week was pretty event-free. Eventless? Event-free? I don’t know. It was easy. And progressive! My little girl who speaks NO English to me finally began talking to me! So now, I’m not stuck having four and a half hour conversations with myself. Finally! Three weeks of that was getting a little old. Her first full English sentence to me was, “How do you spell ‘orange’?” I was SO proud of her. Then, my seventh grader who’s been having trouble learning how to study finally saw the necessity of it since he got 100% on his spelling quiz on Friday!!! I LOVED seeing him BEAM with joy. Such a rewarding job.
Our house is also coming along quite nicely. If you’d like to see pictures and read a full update, visit our ministry blog (linked to the left – Brian and I’s Ministry Blog. How do I make links click-able in the post??? Anybody know??). Brian has been gone since 11:30 this morning shopping for the roof and wood for the stairs. I thought for sure he’d be home by now (it’s almost 5pm), but he’s not. We were supposed to go out to buy the toilets, sinks, bathroom tiles, and kitchen counter tiles tonight as well, but I don’t think that’s going to happen. I’ve been looking at lots of pictures of tiles and lots of brochures and I’m thinking the kitchen counter will be a darker stone-looking tile and the downstairs bathroom will be grayish tile with little orange dots throughout it. And that’s as far as I’ve gotten. One more bathroom to think about and then to find the actual tiles I like! On a brighter note, we’re not putting anything up on the inside of the walls (like sheetrock-type stuff) because it was more for looks and we LOVE how it looks right now (check out the picture I put on our blog of Brian standing in the living room). It’s all, as Brian says, “Cabinesk.” We love it. It’s ours.
And God is providing our much-needed furniture that we couldn’t afford. Friends are giving us their bedroom set (yup, the set) and someone else is supplying a beautiful couch. Even in a color I would’ve chosen myself: green. The same friends are also letting us use their extra dishes until we can get our own. Somebody else is loaning us an oven they’re not using right now as well. I just knew God would provide. And it’s always better than I can ever anticipate.
On a more girly note…I learned how to make passionfruit juice this week! It’s SO good and SO easy. Passionfruit is BY FAR the world’s most wonderful fruit. We also found strawberries last night that are GORGEOUS. The same amount of strawberries last summer in the States was a good $5. This cost me about $1. Sweet. Just gotta figure out how to wash them now. I have my boiled water cooling on the counter. I hope that’s good enough. Guess we’ll find out. That’s what God made Immodium for anyway, right? 😉 TMI, I know.
So, all in all, life is good. Every now and then I catch myself and realize that I’m dreaming about life here, not daydreaming about life back in the States. I actually sat today and thought seriously about life in PA, what I would be doing today if I was there, who I’d talk to, what would be available, just to see if I missed it. And I don’t. Not at all. I gave it a good shot, too, to see if there was an ounce of “miss” in me and there really isn’t. That may change in a few months, but for now, wow, I’m so glad I’m here. Somebody asked me this week if I felt accomplished. I had to say that yes, NOW, I do. A year ago, NO, absolutely not. But, now? Without a shadow of a doubt, I feel accomplished. Solely on the fact that I am FINALLY where God called me to be when I was seven years old. Yup. It’s a good feeling.
Here’s me in my house (my mom loves this picture cuz I look happy finally):
However, this is what I look like up close. Incredibly tired and slightly frazzled! But, still happy. And there’s my incredibly handsome, talented, wonderful, amazing husband of mine. He has done so much work on our house. I’m so proud of him.
Oh, he did manage to bang his ring finger with a hammer. Pray we can get his wedding band off tonight before it helps the swelling finish cutting off the circulation to his finger! We’re pretty sure he probably fractured it at least a little, but hey, not much you can do about that, so he’ll just keep going. Yup. Proud of my boy.