Oh how quickly the break is passing. I can't believe I'll be sitting in professional development meetings in one week. Oh my!
I've used this break to do something I love-read. I've read, read, and read some more. In between reading stints, I have had some "fun"
I have a big fear of snakes. Just the thought of them makes me shudder. As my friend and I were slowly jogging one day, I asked her if there were snakes around here. She told me she hadn't seen one in years. I'm sure you know where the story goes from here. A few days later we are jogging again when I see something emerge from the brush about 10 feet in front of us. This HUGE snake slithers across the dirt path. It's so big it covers the path which was about 3 feet long. Let me tell you-I did a "happy" dance and quickly turned around.
One tradition the "English" speakers have here is to sing carols while cruising on the river. There were about 20 people in our group consisting of Americans, Hondurans, Swiss, and Germans. Oh, and by cruising, I mean renting a pirogue for an hour. After being on the water for about 15-20 minutes, my friend leans over during a carol and whispers, "We're taking on water." She wasn't kidding either. I guess it's common and fortunately the boat guy didn't try to be a hero. We went back to the bank of the river and switched boats (without crossing over to land). You should have a great mental picture because my balance stinks.
What else?
I'v been out to a village where I climbed rocks in flip flops and a pagna. I've been in a car when it got a flat tire. I found Mt Dew in a boutique. I helped my friend make homemade marshmallows for our upcoming camping trip. She even had to make homemade corn syrup so that we could make the marshmallows.
Adventures? Naaaa...just life in Africa.
Catch ya in 2010. (Now is it two thouand ten or twenty ten? I've wondered this for a while.)
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Friday, December 18, 2009
Crossing the Border
Alas, I finally have something to blog about. At this moment, I am sitting in Kayes, Mali. You may be asking yourself, "What is so significant about Kayes?" Well, my good friend Danielle grew up here. I had the opportunity to spend Christmas with her so I jumped at the chance. Oh, and Kayes' other claim to fame is that it is the third hottest city in the world (based on average temp).
Our journey:
We, as in Danielle, her two siblings, and myself, left for the bush taxi area in Dakar at 4 am. We arrived shortly thereafter where Danielle had the responsibility of bargaining for luggage prices, getting seats, etc. (If you've never been to a 3rd world country, you've never seen bargaining quite like this.) Anyways, we were off and running at 5:15 am. The "we" now included the driver and 3 other African men.
Now, you may be asking yourself, "How big is this bush taxi?" Good question my friend. Picture an old station wagon that holds 8. Roomie? No. Functional? Yes. We joked that this was a magic taxi because the gas gauge always read empty, the speedometer 0 kph, and the temperature 0.
I have heard Danielle's bush taxi stories and knew anything could happen. I was warned the journey could take anywhere from 12-18 hours to the Malian border. We were (hopefully) prepared for anything. We had food, snacks, money, pagnas to use as blankets, pillows, a bed if needed, books on tape, grading. Thankfully we had a great and speedy trip. We made record time and arrived in Kayes 13.5 hours after we left Dakar! (FYI-Dad, good thing I am used to not stopping much. See, I knew my abnormal way of traveling would pay off.)
Danielle's parents met us at the border with Coke. :) Shortly after crossing into Mali, we saw a couple packs of baboons. Danielle always claimed that Mali was superior to Senegal. haha
I haven't ventured outside the house yet so I don't have many things to write about Kayes yet. My credible source (Danielle's dad) said the ave temp right now is low 90s with 25% humidity. I can tell you that equals dry. :)
Over and out from Kayes.
Our journey:
We, as in Danielle, her two siblings, and myself, left for the bush taxi area in Dakar at 4 am. We arrived shortly thereafter where Danielle had the responsibility of bargaining for luggage prices, getting seats, etc. (If you've never been to a 3rd world country, you've never seen bargaining quite like this.) Anyways, we were off and running at 5:15 am. The "we" now included the driver and 3 other African men.
Now, you may be asking yourself, "How big is this bush taxi?" Good question my friend. Picture an old station wagon that holds 8. Roomie? No. Functional? Yes. We joked that this was a magic taxi because the gas gauge always read empty, the speedometer 0 kph, and the temperature 0.
I have heard Danielle's bush taxi stories and knew anything could happen. I was warned the journey could take anywhere from 12-18 hours to the Malian border. We were (hopefully) prepared for anything. We had food, snacks, money, pagnas to use as blankets, pillows, a bed if needed, books on tape, grading. Thankfully we had a great and speedy trip. We made record time and arrived in Kayes 13.5 hours after we left Dakar! (FYI-Dad, good thing I am used to not stopping much. See, I knew my abnormal way of traveling would pay off.)
Danielle's parents met us at the border with Coke. :) Shortly after crossing into Mali, we saw a couple packs of baboons. Danielle always claimed that Mali was superior to Senegal. haha
I haven't ventured outside the house yet so I don't have many things to write about Kayes yet. My credible source (Danielle's dad) said the ave temp right now is low 90s with 25% humidity. I can tell you that equals dry. :)
Over and out from Kayes.
Monday, December 14, 2009
finals week
It's finals week. It's kind of an odd setup for my classes. Most of my classes fall at the end of the exam slots so I'm free at the beginning and then have to cram to finish things at the end. It could be worse though. I could be grading essays. ;)
I am gearing up for my roadtrip to Mali. It shall be interesting. I saw the vehicles we will have to take. Eight people will be in a station wagon...hmm...adventure? Fortunately I will have good company, plus some motion-sickness pills.
I haven't been feeling well the past couple weeks-some stomach bug. It's weird to run through the progression of illnesses-virus, worm, parasite, etc. I'm hoping for the first one, but I have taken a worm treatment just to be safe. Gross I know, but it's reality.
I have had many Christmas parties and time to prepare for this festive holiday. I watched Miracle on 34th Street in black and white last night. It reminds me so much of my Grandma Pettit. We always watched that movie at her house. Remember Joe? ;)
It is getting cooler around here. The thermometer on my alarm clock reached 79 degrees for the first time all semester. The air is very dry and the cool breeze makes it feel nice. I do miss the seasons, but at least we have this change in the weather.
Not much else is new. Just treasuring the moments I have, the friends I've made all over the world, and the fact that it's Jesus' birthday.
Much love from Senegal
AP
I am gearing up for my roadtrip to Mali. It shall be interesting. I saw the vehicles we will have to take. Eight people will be in a station wagon...hmm...adventure? Fortunately I will have good company, plus some motion-sickness pills.
I haven't been feeling well the past couple weeks-some stomach bug. It's weird to run through the progression of illnesses-virus, worm, parasite, etc. I'm hoping for the first one, but I have taken a worm treatment just to be safe. Gross I know, but it's reality.
I have had many Christmas parties and time to prepare for this festive holiday. I watched Miracle on 34th Street in black and white last night. It reminds me so much of my Grandma Pettit. We always watched that movie at her house. Remember Joe? ;)
It is getting cooler around here. The thermometer on my alarm clock reached 79 degrees for the first time all semester. The air is very dry and the cool breeze makes it feel nice. I do miss the seasons, but at least we have this change in the weather.
Not much else is new. Just treasuring the moments I have, the friends I've made all over the world, and the fact that it's Jesus' birthday.
Much love from Senegal
AP
Monday, October 26, 2009
surprise
Surprise Hannah. I am posting without a reminder. :)
You know, I don't really have anything noteworthy to write. Perhaps I'll just ramble and see if anything interesting pops out.
Let's see-it's the last week in October. That is just craziness. I am anticipating cool season so much I can almost taste it. Do you think that cool season can have a taste?
I got to square dance on Saturday night. Big deal-dancing here and all. I guess it was like riding a bike. Remember when square dancing was a big deal in 5th/6th grade?Mrs. Elliott would have been proud of my promenading put perhaps not the do-si-do (sp?) My partner and I kept going left first instead of right.
I have been staying at a friends' home the past week or so. My walk here sounds something like a route a back alley spy would take-go out the gate down the dirt road, around the round point and avoid all the crazy kids at the school on the "corner." Then take the dirt road and avoid the cars, take a quick right and then a left through the bricks. Watch out for the rams butting horns (happened on Saturday). Walk up the dirt gravel hill, behind the generator of an apt building, and through a sandy path. Then I'm here.
I am almost done with the Left Behind Series-all 12 books. I started around August 6th. I told the librarian I deserve a sticker. hehehe ;)
Well, I hope there was something interesting in all those ramblings.
Over and out.
AP
You know, I don't really have anything noteworthy to write. Perhaps I'll just ramble and see if anything interesting pops out.
Let's see-it's the last week in October. That is just craziness. I am anticipating cool season so much I can almost taste it. Do you think that cool season can have a taste?
I got to square dance on Saturday night. Big deal-dancing here and all. I guess it was like riding a bike. Remember when square dancing was a big deal in 5th/6th grade?Mrs. Elliott would have been proud of my promenading put perhaps not the do-si-do (sp?) My partner and I kept going left first instead of right.
I have been staying at a friends' home the past week or so. My walk here sounds something like a route a back alley spy would take-go out the gate down the dirt road, around the round point and avoid all the crazy kids at the school on the "corner." Then take the dirt road and avoid the cars, take a quick right and then a left through the bricks. Watch out for the rams butting horns (happened on Saturday). Walk up the dirt gravel hill, behind the generator of an apt building, and through a sandy path. Then I'm here.
I am almost done with the Left Behind Series-all 12 books. I started around August 6th. I told the librarian I deserve a sticker. hehehe ;)
Well, I hope there was something interesting in all those ramblings.
Over and out.
AP
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
just following orders
My sister told me I had to update my blog. When I asked her for a topic, she said to write about my favorite things. What a great idea Hannah. I wanted to include things that may not be well known, even to my family.
First off Hannah, I love listening to you laugh. You have the cutest laugh so we need to talk on the phone more. :)
I love the feel of the first cool breeze, when the weather is starting to turn from hot to cold. I also love the opposite in the springtime. You know, when it feels like everything is coming alive again.
I love ice-cream sprinkles. I don't know exactly why. Perhaps it's the color and the small amount of crunch they add to ice cream.
I enjoy getting lost in a good book, when the characters and setting become real.
Learning something new, especially in math, makes me excited. I enjoy getting to tell my students about new discoveries.
The sound of the ocean; the sense of standing at the edge, looking out to the horizon, and knowing that only God could have created something as majestic as that. It always brings a smile to my face.
Thanks for being an amazing sis Hannah and bringing a smile to my face tonight.
First off Hannah, I love listening to you laugh. You have the cutest laugh so we need to talk on the phone more. :)
I love the feel of the first cool breeze, when the weather is starting to turn from hot to cold. I also love the opposite in the springtime. You know, when it feels like everything is coming alive again.
I love ice-cream sprinkles. I don't know exactly why. Perhaps it's the color and the small amount of crunch they add to ice cream.
I enjoy getting lost in a good book, when the characters and setting become real.
Learning something new, especially in math, makes me excited. I enjoy getting to tell my students about new discoveries.
The sound of the ocean; the sense of standing at the edge, looking out to the horizon, and knowing that only God could have created something as majestic as that. It always brings a smile to my face.
Thanks for being an amazing sis Hannah and bringing a smile to my face tonight.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
a week in my flip flops
A Day in the Life of…ME!
I believe I did this last year, but I thought it’d be fun to do again.
My alarm goes off at 6 am. Well, technically it’s 1 am CDT. For some reason, my alarm clock resets itself to U.S. time so I always have to account for the time difference. I get ready, have devos and am out the door by 7. During the day, I teach 5 classes: algebra, calculus, 2 geometry, and trig/pre-calculus. My classroom is located on the third floor and it’s not air conditioned. Most days I don’t mind. The climb is nice exercise and my room is like a free sauna…haha Today though, it was quite hot. The heat index was 104º so you can imagine what it felt like in the classroom.
After school I complete a workout program called P90X. I highly recommend it. It’s pretty intense, but it’s also quite addicting. I’m even liking all the push-ups now. On Monday I have French, Tuesday-dorm relief, Wednesday I watch the sports teams and mentor a student in the evening with Thursday and Friday evenings free. On the weekend there is usually some school activity like intramurals, movie night, etc.
As you can see, the days wear me out so I go to bed early. During this hot season, I cool myself down by sticking my head under the cold water and letting it drip down my back. I also take a couple ice cubes and just let them melt on my arms and legs. Considering my alarm clock thermometer reads around 86º (not counting humidity) at night, the ice is a welcome relief.
On Saturday, I like to do my shopping. I take my big teaching bag to the store where I buy French bread and other things for the week. Then I hit up the fruit stand where I usually buy oranges, bananas, and some type of vegetable like salad or potatoes. Then I go home and bleach the produce that doesn’t have a thick skin. If I’m motivated, I’ll cook my food for the week. Since the meat isn’t the best here, I try to eat lots of beans and eggs for protein. I am also trying to eat more rice but that also needs to be run through filtered water 2-3 times before it is cooked. Yes dad, I have had lentils and rice several times now.:)
Sometimes I’ll go to the Saturday clothing market which is held in the middle of a street. Most of the clothes are in big piles on the ground. You dig through the piles that have preset prices to hopefully find some treasures. There are also some nicer clothes hanging up which you have to barter for. (Yes, I have done this several times.) Believe it or not, you can find some great clothes.
Sunday involves attending an Anglophone (English speaking) African Church. It usually lasts two hours and includes lots of music and a 40-45 minute sermon. After that, I’m usually pretty tired so I take a nice nap. Occasionally I’ll hit up the beach. Right now the water feels like bath water, and it is quite refreshing. Believe it or not, the water will get cold.
Well I think that includes the large aspects of my life. There are the little nuances like making sure to greet the guards, drinking tons of water, etc. I hope this gives you a small glimpse into my life here in Senegal. :)
I believe I did this last year, but I thought it’d be fun to do again.
My alarm goes off at 6 am. Well, technically it’s 1 am CDT. For some reason, my alarm clock resets itself to U.S. time so I always have to account for the time difference. I get ready, have devos and am out the door by 7. During the day, I teach 5 classes: algebra, calculus, 2 geometry, and trig/pre-calculus. My classroom is located on the third floor and it’s not air conditioned. Most days I don’t mind. The climb is nice exercise and my room is like a free sauna…haha Today though, it was quite hot. The heat index was 104º so you can imagine what it felt like in the classroom.
After school I complete a workout program called P90X. I highly recommend it. It’s pretty intense, but it’s also quite addicting. I’m even liking all the push-ups now. On Monday I have French, Tuesday-dorm relief, Wednesday I watch the sports teams and mentor a student in the evening with Thursday and Friday evenings free. On the weekend there is usually some school activity like intramurals, movie night, etc.
As you can see, the days wear me out so I go to bed early. During this hot season, I cool myself down by sticking my head under the cold water and letting it drip down my back. I also take a couple ice cubes and just let them melt on my arms and legs. Considering my alarm clock thermometer reads around 86º (not counting humidity) at night, the ice is a welcome relief.
On Saturday, I like to do my shopping. I take my big teaching bag to the store where I buy French bread and other things for the week. Then I hit up the fruit stand where I usually buy oranges, bananas, and some type of vegetable like salad or potatoes. Then I go home and bleach the produce that doesn’t have a thick skin. If I’m motivated, I’ll cook my food for the week. Since the meat isn’t the best here, I try to eat lots of beans and eggs for protein. I am also trying to eat more rice but that also needs to be run through filtered water 2-3 times before it is cooked. Yes dad, I have had lentils and rice several times now.:)
Sometimes I’ll go to the Saturday clothing market which is held in the middle of a street. Most of the clothes are in big piles on the ground. You dig through the piles that have preset prices to hopefully find some treasures. There are also some nicer clothes hanging up which you have to barter for. (Yes, I have done this several times.) Believe it or not, you can find some great clothes.
Sunday involves attending an Anglophone (English speaking) African Church. It usually lasts two hours and includes lots of music and a 40-45 minute sermon. After that, I’m usually pretty tired so I take a nice nap. Occasionally I’ll hit up the beach. Right now the water feels like bath water, and it is quite refreshing. Believe it or not, the water will get cold.
Well I think that includes the large aspects of my life. There are the little nuances like making sure to greet the guards, drinking tons of water, etc. I hope this gives you a small glimpse into my life here in Senegal. :)
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
I guess this is why it's called life
I didn't realize how long it's been since I've written on this. I guess it's because nothing seems to really stand out as newsworthy. Perhaps the larger reason is that I don't feel like I have anything happy/funny/poignant to write about. I don't want to write a blog that makes people sad. To be honest, it's been very tough for me to be back. I don't know if it's Dakar, my poor emotional health, the time of year, a combo, etc. I keep waiting for the moment to pass, but it keeps going strong. I hate this struggle. I know God is faithful. I really do. I know He is keeping the big waves from crashing over me, but the small waves are tiring.
Please pray for me my friend.
AP
P.S. On a happy note, it's dorm Tuesday.
Please pray for me my friend.
AP
P.S. On a happy note, it's dorm Tuesday.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
ovens to the extreme
What to write on the blog…I seem at a loss. What’s new…hmm…
Well, I don’t think I mentioned my scary stove incident. We have a new oven, and it burns quite hot. (With our oven thermometer, what should have been 325 º turned out to be 500 º). Anyways, the pilot light does not stay lit so we have to light it each time we use it. I went to light it the other day, and I hear this loud whoosh and this gas ball comes out. (My roomie was even in the other room and she thought the door had slammed.) Fortunately I had my glasses on and I pulled back, but I still got singed. My eyelashes, some of my eyebrows and hair were burned. I am just thankful nothing worse happened. Needless to say, we have figured out another way to light our oven.
Well, I don’t think I mentioned my scary stove incident. We have a new oven, and it burns quite hot. (With our oven thermometer, what should have been 325 º turned out to be 500 º). Anyways, the pilot light does not stay lit so we have to light it each time we use it. I went to light it the other day, and I hear this loud whoosh and this gas ball comes out. (My roomie was even in the other room and she thought the door had slammed.) Fortunately I had my glasses on and I pulled back, but I still got singed. My eyelashes, some of my eyebrows and hair were burned. I am just thankful nothing worse happened. Needless to say, we have figured out another way to light our oven.
Sunday, August 16, 2009
I know I've returned to Africa when...
I go to the grocery store and my change is paid in mints.
I tell myself I will hang my mosquito net at 8 pm and then have an electricity cut happen at that time.
I'm still sweating after stepping out of a cold shower.
I buy pink toilet paper.
Seriously, life is pretty good. We've had three days of school. It's going to be a very busy year for me, but I am looking forward to building more relationships. That is my favorite part about teaching.
I've already had my ups and downs with the heat and illnesses, but I am going to focus on God's hands.
Thanks for being such an amazing support system. I miss y'all.
Much love.
AP
I tell myself I will hang my mosquito net at 8 pm and then have an electricity cut happen at that time.
I'm still sweating after stepping out of a cold shower.
I buy pink toilet paper.
Seriously, life is pretty good. We've had three days of school. It's going to be a very busy year for me, but I am looking forward to building more relationships. That is my favorite part about teaching.
I've already had my ups and downs with the heat and illnesses, but I am going to focus on God's hands.
Thanks for being such an amazing support system. I miss y'all.
Much love.
AP
Thursday, June 18, 2009
The Greatest Show on Dirt
I absolutely love the CWS. It's a great event with an electric atmosphere. It's hard to put into words really. I enjoy seeing the series again through the eyes of first timers as they look wide-eyed at this event known as the CWS in Omaha, Nebraska. If you've never been, I urge you to come. Next year is the last year of Rosenblatt Stadium.
Some highlights from last night:
Hi this is Hannah. I have never written on a blog before! Annie said to write anything so I will tell you about the CWS game we went to last night. First of all I have to say this "Hook em longhorns!" anyway last night we got home at 11:50 at night! Second of all I got two for one cotton candy! yum! Third of all I got 9 autographs from the Virgina bullpen plus I got Robin Ventura's autograph, whoever that is?!? Annie just said I should get his autograph so I did! Tomorrow we are going to Chicago to see Joe! I will let Annie tell you the rest! See ya!Hannah
Isn't my little sister adorable? Last night we attended a great CWS game. I took my sis and one of her friends. We got there early enough for autographs and many of the Virginia players signed. The UVA relief pitchers were playing this crazy warmup game where several balls were tossed at once so we found that quite entertaining. I hope to post the video on facebook.
The game went 12 innings so the girls got to see many of the players who signed their program. It was an amazing game with Arkansas hitting a ninth-inning, two-out homerun to send it into extra innings. They eventually pulled it out in the 12th, but UVA had their chances.
In the bottom of the 12th, there was a foul ball hit down our way. Marvin and Dustin Benning were there with us so Marvin yelled to Darr (who hit the RBI double in the top of the inning) for him to throw it to the two little girls. Dustin caught it and Hannah P (dot) graciously gave it to Hannah L (dot). I guess that whole sequence of events was on ESPN! The girls were so excited (almost as excited as the two-for-one cotton candy) ;)
Some highlights from last night:
Hi this is Hannah. I have never written on a blog before! Annie said to write anything so I will tell you about the CWS game we went to last night. First of all I have to say this "Hook em longhorns!" anyway last night we got home at 11:50 at night! Second of all I got two for one cotton candy! yum! Third of all I got 9 autographs from the Virgina bullpen plus I got Robin Ventura's autograph, whoever that is?!? Annie just said I should get his autograph so I did! Tomorrow we are going to Chicago to see Joe! I will let Annie tell you the rest! See ya!Hannah
Isn't my little sister adorable? Last night we attended a great CWS game. I took my sis and one of her friends. We got there early enough for autographs and many of the Virginia players signed. The UVA relief pitchers were playing this crazy warmup game where several balls were tossed at once so we found that quite entertaining. I hope to post the video on facebook.
The game went 12 innings so the girls got to see many of the players who signed their program. It was an amazing game with Arkansas hitting a ninth-inning, two-out homerun to send it into extra innings. They eventually pulled it out in the 12th, but UVA had their chances.
In the bottom of the 12th, there was a foul ball hit down our way. Marvin and Dustin Benning were there with us so Marvin yelled to Darr (who hit the RBI double in the top of the inning) for him to throw it to the two little girls. Dustin caught it and Hannah P (dot) graciously gave it to Hannah L (dot). I guess that whole sequence of events was on ESPN! The girls were so excited (almost as excited as the two-for-one cotton candy) ;)
Friday, June 12, 2009
we'll call this "A Short Story"
Greetings from Iowa. Right now I'll call it "The Land of Green." I am thankful that I live in the country and that every direction I look, I see fields of green. I didn't realize how much I missed the green until I got back. It's beautiful and at times, I swear it is glowing. The temp has been amazing as well. I love warm weather, but I am enjoying these springlike temps. I thought I'd be cold, but I'm finding the weather to be so refreshing. I've considered it a small gift from God. I do apologize to the rest of you here that are wanting summer temps ;) Hold on...they are coming.
I realized I better blog about my last night in Dakar and about my trip home. I went out to dinner with one of my friends. After dinner, we went to this little shack and ordered crepes. We were commenting on the nice atmosphere as we were in this little artist area along the ocean. Then all of a sudden, we see two ladies break into a fight in the restaurant/bar right next to us. There was pushing, hair pulling, yelling, etc. I've never seen a chick fight before. It even seemed to have two rounds. Craziness...
Then on the drive home, the car in front of us hit the Mercedes in front of him. We heard the crunch and my friend was like, "That wasn't us was it?" Driving the roundpoints, you get pretty close to the vehicles around you. Fortunately we were able to maneuver around the accident and escape seeing a fight there as well.
Overall, my flights went well. Nothing major really. We had to deplane in Minneapolis after boarding late because of mechanical problems but they found us a new plane within the hour. Considering the whole trip, arriving 3 hours late was not that bad. I was impressed with how kind all the passengers were about this. I guess that's what happens when you fly into small-town USA ;). I didn't have a phone so this lady let me use hers to call my parents.
There were four other things that stood out about my travels:
1. In the security line at JFK, I was behind a girl going to the Gambia for the summer. My thoughts: small world
2. Everyone is so clean in the U.S.
3. I amused the guy behind the candy counter at the Minneapolis airport as I stood and stared for several minutes before making my selection. The final verdict: sugar babies.
4. My first meal back in the US was McDonalds: sausage, egg bisquit and hashbrowns. It was heavenly. ;) It was ironic that they had to give me $16 in ones because they were out of other change. I guess it is better than getting candy/matches like in Africa.
I think that's about it. Oh, the College World Series starts tomorrow! Wahoo!!!!!! Look for me on the left-field line.
Over and out...
Annie
I realized I better blog about my last night in Dakar and about my trip home. I went out to dinner with one of my friends. After dinner, we went to this little shack and ordered crepes. We were commenting on the nice atmosphere as we were in this little artist area along the ocean. Then all of a sudden, we see two ladies break into a fight in the restaurant/bar right next to us. There was pushing, hair pulling, yelling, etc. I've never seen a chick fight before. It even seemed to have two rounds. Craziness...
Then on the drive home, the car in front of us hit the Mercedes in front of him. We heard the crunch and my friend was like, "That wasn't us was it?" Driving the roundpoints, you get pretty close to the vehicles around you. Fortunately we were able to maneuver around the accident and escape seeing a fight there as well.
Overall, my flights went well. Nothing major really. We had to deplane in Minneapolis after boarding late because of mechanical problems but they found us a new plane within the hour. Considering the whole trip, arriving 3 hours late was not that bad. I was impressed with how kind all the passengers were about this. I guess that's what happens when you fly into small-town USA ;). I didn't have a phone so this lady let me use hers to call my parents.
There were four other things that stood out about my travels:
1. In the security line at JFK, I was behind a girl going to the Gambia for the summer. My thoughts: small world
2. Everyone is so clean in the U.S.
3. I amused the guy behind the candy counter at the Minneapolis airport as I stood and stared for several minutes before making my selection. The final verdict: sugar babies.
4. My first meal back in the US was McDonalds: sausage, egg bisquit and hashbrowns. It was heavenly. ;) It was ironic that they had to give me $16 in ones because they were out of other change. I guess it is better than getting candy/matches like in Africa.
I think that's about it. Oh, the College World Series starts tomorrow! Wahoo!!!!!! Look for me on the left-field line.
Over and out...
Annie
Friday, June 5, 2009
these are the days
Yesterday was a lovely day. Another teacher and I took 5 students to the beach. The ocean is getting warm enough to swim again. It's a Senegalese custom to eat around a common bowl, but we took it one step further. We bought 1.5 L of ice cream and sat around the common container.
Then I was reminded I live in Africa when I returned from the beach and there was not a drop of water coming out of the faucets. Fortunately we had a plastic jug of water so I could take a bucket bath before graduation.
Graduation was beautiful, and we got to say our good-byes.
The next time I post I'll probably be in the U.S.
Then I was reminded I live in Africa when I returned from the beach and there was not a drop of water coming out of the faucets. Fortunately we had a plastic jug of water so I could take a bucket bath before graduation.
Graduation was beautiful, and we got to say our good-byes.
The next time I post I'll probably be in the U.S.
Monday, June 1, 2009
that's life
It’s hard to believe it’s June 1st already. Where has the time gone? In less than a week, I’ll be back on U.S. soil. It is interesting to reflect back and see how many things have become “normal” here. Here are some highlights from the past two weeks that have reminded me that I indeed live in Africa:
*We got a small fridge last Saturday. It is nice to be able to refrigerate our food again although it was not as hard as I thought living out of a freezer. I guess if I had to do it all the time, it would get old.
*Roaches have taken over our microwave. They have climbed into the panel and made a nest, and we cannot get them out. Unfortunately that means more and more roaches in our cupboards. (I look forward to a bug-free house in the U.S.) I am afraid we are creating a new species. One of our staff members says that roaches are probably the only things that will withstand a nuclear disaster. Haha (I think it’s a joke anyway.)
*My students made ABC books for geometry. Many of them had the world as their representation for a great circle or hemisphere. It was interesting to see that all of them had Africa at the center. That makes sense because Africa is their home, but I’m so used to seeing the Americas as the featured drawing.
*I was helping one of the missions cook food for their reception and there was an electric stove in the kitchen. It is the first electric stove I’ve seen here. It was a great cultural lesson observing the two MKs figure out how to turn the oven on and off. We figured it out so all was well.
*I am a junior class sponsor next year which means I have to help plan the big banquet. Another sponsor, a couple class officers, and myself were out looking at reception places when we saw an interesting site. This man was standing in the middle of the road by a round point (not unusual), but he threw a bucket full of something at a passing taxi. The bucket bounced off the taxi and got stuck under our grill. We were behind a bus (remember there are men who hang off the back of busses) so they kept pointing at our car. We quickly pulled over and I dislodged the bucket before the man could catch up with us.
That’s it for now…thanks for reading.
*We got a small fridge last Saturday. It is nice to be able to refrigerate our food again although it was not as hard as I thought living out of a freezer. I guess if I had to do it all the time, it would get old.
*Roaches have taken over our microwave. They have climbed into the panel and made a nest, and we cannot get them out. Unfortunately that means more and more roaches in our cupboards. (I look forward to a bug-free house in the U.S.) I am afraid we are creating a new species. One of our staff members says that roaches are probably the only things that will withstand a nuclear disaster. Haha (I think it’s a joke anyway.)
*My students made ABC books for geometry. Many of them had the world as their representation for a great circle or hemisphere. It was interesting to see that all of them had Africa at the center. That makes sense because Africa is their home, but I’m so used to seeing the Americas as the featured drawing.
*I was helping one of the missions cook food for their reception and there was an electric stove in the kitchen. It is the first electric stove I’ve seen here. It was a great cultural lesson observing the two MKs figure out how to turn the oven on and off. We figured it out so all was well.
*I am a junior class sponsor next year which means I have to help plan the big banquet. Another sponsor, a couple class officers, and myself were out looking at reception places when we saw an interesting site. This man was standing in the middle of the road by a round point (not unusual), but he threw a bucket full of something at a passing taxi. The bucket bounced off the taxi and got stuck under our grill. We were behind a bus (remember there are men who hang off the back of busses) so they kept pointing at our car. We quickly pulled over and I dislodged the bucket before the man could catch up with us.
That’s it for now…thanks for reading.
Friday, May 15, 2009
have your cake and eat it too
I was in charge of making birthday treats today. I made the famous crumb cake that calls for….drum roll…a box mix. My roomie commented, “Whoa Annie. You’re going all out.” It sounds funny that box cakes are a treat, especially since we have homemade (as in from scratch) cakes quite frequently. There’s just something about a box cake here that makes it melt in your mouth and taste like the most wonderful dessert. I guess that can be said about a number of American foods, especially peanut butter. I think it’s the transatlantic travel…it infuses something into the product…lol.
I’m so excited to come home. It’s hard to believe I’ll be home in about 3 weeks. Sometimes I feel like I just blinked and the entire semester passed.
The fridge drama continues…we are now back to living out of a freezer for the rest of the year. I’ll let you know how it goes.
More to come from life in Senegal…
I’m so excited to come home. It’s hard to believe I’ll be home in about 3 weeks. Sometimes I feel like I just blinked and the entire semester passed.
The fridge drama continues…we are now back to living out of a freezer for the rest of the year. I’ll let you know how it goes.
More to come from life in Senegal…
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
yay yay
Happy Note of the Day: Fridge is fixed again...for like the 4th time. No electrical currents yet ;)
That's all...hehe
That's all...hehe
Monday, May 11, 2009
Just another day
So this weekend I had an unusual, yet usual day. It sort of encompasses how much life is different here.
I took a bold step and drove a car home from work. It was my first time driving a stick shift by myself. It was early enough in the day that I knew I wouldn't encounter any traffic. I backed up okay, got it into first, and then didn't stop until I parked the car. Let’s just say it was a slow Sunday drive. :)
Then my roomie and I went to Ngor Island. We always seem to have adventures when we go there. The water was really rough so they handed us life jackets. The boats to transport us are not sturdy metal boats. They are wooden fishing boats with motors attached to them. People have told me they have tipped on occasion. Let's just say I muttered a prayer for safety. We made it there in one piece, a bit wet, but at least I didn't fall this time.
We had our time of devotions as we watched the waves crash into the rocks. Then we moved to get a different perspective to read. My roomie nudges me and says “There is a naked man behind us. He’s walking.” We were like, “Do we move? What do we do?” We don’t want to look. Fortunately he bent down and started bathing. It’s common here I guess. Not everyone has indoor plumbing. The people bathe outside in the house down the way from our apt. It’s pretty common to see people going to the bathroom outside as well.
My roomie and I are now living without a fridge for the last month of school. It keeps going out and sending out electric currents when we touch it (not shocks but an actual current). We'll see how this goes. Fortunately I am a Pettit so I know how to live out of a freezer. (Thanks for the preparation Grandma and Dad.) I took the evening to cook up my food and freeze it. Now let’s hope our freezer doesn’t go out as well. :)
I took a bold step and drove a car home from work. It was my first time driving a stick shift by myself. It was early enough in the day that I knew I wouldn't encounter any traffic. I backed up okay, got it into first, and then didn't stop until I parked the car. Let’s just say it was a slow Sunday drive. :)
Then my roomie and I went to Ngor Island. We always seem to have adventures when we go there. The water was really rough so they handed us life jackets. The boats to transport us are not sturdy metal boats. They are wooden fishing boats with motors attached to them. People have told me they have tipped on occasion. Let's just say I muttered a prayer for safety. We made it there in one piece, a bit wet, but at least I didn't fall this time.
We had our time of devotions as we watched the waves crash into the rocks. Then we moved to get a different perspective to read. My roomie nudges me and says “There is a naked man behind us. He’s walking.” We were like, “Do we move? What do we do?” We don’t want to look. Fortunately he bent down and started bathing. It’s common here I guess. Not everyone has indoor plumbing. The people bathe outside in the house down the way from our apt. It’s pretty common to see people going to the bathroom outside as well.
My roomie and I are now living without a fridge for the last month of school. It keeps going out and sending out electric currents when we touch it (not shocks but an actual current). We'll see how this goes. Fortunately I am a Pettit so I know how to live out of a freezer. (Thanks for the preparation Grandma and Dad.) I took the evening to cook up my food and freeze it. Now let’s hope our freezer doesn’t go out as well. :)
Friday, May 1, 2009
the other side of the box
On Wednesday, I had the opportunity to hand out some of the shoeboxes that are filled for Operation Christmas Child through Samaritan's Purse. My roommate and some of her 4th grade students partnered with a church to hand out boxes to some of the Sunday School students. I have always enjoyed filling the boxes in the States so I was excited for this opportunity.
It was really so global. Half of my roommate’s students were there, and they represented 6 birth countries: US, Canada, Nigeria, Korea, China, and Russia. The boxes came from the US and Canada, and here they were being distributed to Senegalese children.
There was a little program, talk, and then the boxes were handed out. It’s hard to describe in words really. It started out with about 30 people there. It was done outside because the church meets in a garage. Then it kept growing and growing and growing. That’s what happens here. If there is an event happening, especially with Toubabs, people just come.
It was a great lesson in culture as most of the kids quietly walked up to get their box and they returned to their place without opening it. I learned here that they don’t really show emotion when it comes to things like this. You could tell they were pleased though.
We ran into a small problem towards the end…Perhaps you have already figured it out.
You see, the church had a set number of boxes for their kids. Other kids kept coming to watch (including one of my Jenga partners from the center I volunteered at over Spring Break). There was one box left. While happiness and joy may not be readily expressed in public among the Wolof, aggression is (not mean aggression if that makes sense). The poor 4th graders got pinned against the cars as kids kept trying to grab the last box. We all made it out in one piece.
A good reminder:
I’ve mentioned several times how I “forget” I live in Africa. At first, I kept thinking that the shoe boxes are packed for children in poverty so I wondered why they were being distributed here. You, being the reader may be thinking, “duh Annie. You are living in one of the poorest countries in the world.” That is true, but when I go about my day-to- day business, I forget about it. It doesn’t hit me until I take a step back. For example, I looked at the pictures from the event and thought, “This looks like Africa. I don’t remember it looking like this when I took the pictures.”
*I hope to have more pics uploaded to Facebook so you can see this wonderful event.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
the things I seem to leave out
There seem to be a number of things that happen that I forget to write about here.
For example, friends and I were looking for Goree Island several weeks ago. We got lost and stopped to ask for directions by pointing at the brochure. The guy we asked immediately jumped into the car with us to show us the way. (I was told this could happen.)
I am house sitting for 1.5 weeks. I consider it my trial run at parenting. So far so good...I think. At least we're both still in one piece. I had a slight disappointment though. I wanted to make us really good smoothies. I had the recipe all ready to go. It was from a missionary that was an amazing cook. Unfortunately the recipe flopped b/c it tasted a lot like banana. We don't like banana flavored things. We were so excited for smoothies too. Sadness.
The sand is starting to get pretty deep. My roomie and I got stuck in it with a truck. Fortunately there were a bunch of vendors selling sunglasses and they pushed us out.
That's it for now...I think ;)
For example, friends and I were looking for Goree Island several weeks ago. We got lost and stopped to ask for directions by pointing at the brochure. The guy we asked immediately jumped into the car with us to show us the way. (I was told this could happen.)
I am house sitting for 1.5 weeks. I consider it my trial run at parenting. So far so good...I think. At least we're both still in one piece. I had a slight disappointment though. I wanted to make us really good smoothies. I had the recipe all ready to go. It was from a missionary that was an amazing cook. Unfortunately the recipe flopped b/c it tasted a lot like banana. We don't like banana flavored things. We were so excited for smoothies too. Sadness.
The sand is starting to get pretty deep. My roomie and I got stuck in it with a truck. Fortunately there were a bunch of vendors selling sunglasses and they pushed us out.
That's it for now...I think ;)
Saturday, April 18, 2009
addition
Ooo ooo. I thought of something I left out of my last blog. So on Tuesday they announced over the intercom we were running on chapel sechedule (which means shortened classes). Our study hall was convinced we had an important speaker, say the ambassador from Botswana. Then we learned that we were having another lice check. Hurray for getting to comb through students' hair looking for bugs ;)
Friday, April 17, 2009
...then I remembered I live in Africa
It's strange, but sometimes I forget I live in Senegal. Life has become routine which I guess is a good thing. Then little things pop up that remind me that my life is very different compared to this time a year ago.
For example:
Bob the gecko is back. I'm letting him stay b/c he's eating lots of bugs...or so my roomie tells me.
I bought some cheap cereal and noticed there were bugs in the box. I started eating the cereal b/c I thought they didn't penetrate the plastic...I was wrong.
I sat down to watch a movie with someone tonight and the electricity went off. Fortunately it came back on in 15 minutes, but it wasn't too surprising to experience the power cut.
There have also been good things about living here.
Examples from the last two days:
I am house sitting for a family. I was able to watch a movie, eat Ben & Jerry's from the carton, and have a nice time. I love being able to build into my students outside of school.
I can speak openly about my faith, my struggles, etc in youth group and not find it awkward.
I have a study hall who is like a family. They pretty much rock. We now have our secret stash of candy which they really enjoy.
For example:
Bob the gecko is back. I'm letting him stay b/c he's eating lots of bugs...or so my roomie tells me.
I bought some cheap cereal and noticed there were bugs in the box. I started eating the cereal b/c I thought they didn't penetrate the plastic...I was wrong.
I sat down to watch a movie with someone tonight and the electricity went off. Fortunately it came back on in 15 minutes, but it wasn't too surprising to experience the power cut.
There have also been good things about living here.
Examples from the last two days:
I am house sitting for a family. I was able to watch a movie, eat Ben & Jerry's from the carton, and have a nice time. I love being able to build into my students outside of school.
I can speak openly about my faith, my struggles, etc in youth group and not find it awkward.
I have a study hall who is like a family. They pretty much rock. We now have our secret stash of candy which they really enjoy.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Spring Break
Greetings friends. Many things have happened in the last 1.5 weeks with it being Spring Break. This will be a quick synopsis of things that have happened. If you want more details, feel free to write.
*I found a new granola recipe. It’s delicious. I’m munching on it now. (I think the secret is the apples.)
*We had our mission retreat at this French resort outside of Dakar. I love getting out of the city. I feel so free and relaxed. We played volleyball, ate 3 buffets a day, worshipped, and mainly enjoyed each others’ company. We also came to the conclusion that we are glad the youth of France are changing beach traditions if you know what I mean. Oh, oh…I also saw monkeys just running around. :)
*I got my haircut. I told one of the missionaries to cut it however she wanted. I think it looks fab. :)
*I rode a camel. It felt weird. You sort of rock back and forth. Getting up and down was almost comical. Perhaps I’ll get the video on Facebook soon. I don’t know how my great grandpa did it. It was an awesome experience and I’d do it again though.
*I camped in the desert. I mean, the type of desert where there are just sand dunes. I felt like we were in an entirely different country.
*I went to Goree Island which used to be a slave island. It was surreal. It was like visiting Dachau in a way. It’s something that everyone needs to do. It made me stand even more in awe of William Wilberforce.
*I’m getting better at bargaining. On Goree, I was getting frustrated with the vendors, especially when they said they were just charging African prices. I told them I lived in Dakar (in French) and they immediately lowered the price.
*A student and I did a March Madness Tournament Challenge at school. My bracket was awesome this year. I had MSU, UConn, and UNC in the final four. I had ‘Nova in the Elite Eight. I may win back my own candy. :)
*For the first time, I really feel homesick. I think I’m also hitting the low point during the cultural transition. This probably explains why my blog is so blah. I wanted to make it exciting. After all, I saw monkeys, camped in the desert, rode a camel, ate crab legs for lunch, etc. That’s pretty exciting stuff. If you want, look at my pics on Facebook. They’ll help explain my awesome trips.
Until next time…
Oh, and don’t worry about me. God is good and will get me through.
*I found a new granola recipe. It’s delicious. I’m munching on it now. (I think the secret is the apples.)
*We had our mission retreat at this French resort outside of Dakar. I love getting out of the city. I feel so free and relaxed. We played volleyball, ate 3 buffets a day, worshipped, and mainly enjoyed each others’ company. We also came to the conclusion that we are glad the youth of France are changing beach traditions if you know what I mean. Oh, oh…I also saw monkeys just running around. :)
*I got my haircut. I told one of the missionaries to cut it however she wanted. I think it looks fab. :)
*I rode a camel. It felt weird. You sort of rock back and forth. Getting up and down was almost comical. Perhaps I’ll get the video on Facebook soon. I don’t know how my great grandpa did it. It was an awesome experience and I’d do it again though.
*I camped in the desert. I mean, the type of desert where there are just sand dunes. I felt like we were in an entirely different country.
*I went to Goree Island which used to be a slave island. It was surreal. It was like visiting Dachau in a way. It’s something that everyone needs to do. It made me stand even more in awe of William Wilberforce.
*I’m getting better at bargaining. On Goree, I was getting frustrated with the vendors, especially when they said they were just charging African prices. I told them I lived in Dakar (in French) and they immediately lowered the price.
*A student and I did a March Madness Tournament Challenge at school. My bracket was awesome this year. I had MSU, UConn, and UNC in the final four. I had ‘Nova in the Elite Eight. I may win back my own candy. :)
*For the first time, I really feel homesick. I think I’m also hitting the low point during the cultural transition. This probably explains why my blog is so blah. I wanted to make it exciting. After all, I saw monkeys, camped in the desert, rode a camel, ate crab legs for lunch, etc. That’s pretty exciting stuff. If you want, look at my pics on Facebook. They’ll help explain my awesome trips.
Until next time…
Oh, and don’t worry about me. God is good and will get me through.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
That last day of school feeling…
Today we celebrated Π Day in three classes. Let me give a word of advice if you are a sugar addict like me…do not schedule 3 parties in a row. We started at 12:10. By the time 2:20 hit, I had consumed:
*1 rice krispie bar
*2.5 pieces of pie
*2 brownies
*1 piece of cake
*1 cookie
*popcorn
*chips
*4 pieces of licorice.
*3 small glasses of pop
*1 antacid ;)
I never like to see food left because people go through the trouble of making it. At least that’s what I tell myself…lol.
During my last class, we had a fire drill. My class was excited for the party so we didn’t understand the voice telling us to evacuate. We thought it was a lockdown drill so we closed the windows, bolted the door, and sat on the floor behind my desk and table. Then I realized it was a fire drill so we bolted up and got outside. I am proud to say my kids did two drills in the time we were supposed to spend on one. Talent I say…
We have two weeks of Spring Break. The first few days will be spent at a resort in Saly which is right on the ocean. I will have 4+ days of relaxation and fellowship with other C&MAers. Plus we will get 4+ days of French buffets. Ooo la la.
Then I will come back for a night and then head up north in Senegal to ride camels and camp in the desert! We will be in a setting where there will be large sand dunes and nothing else around. I am so excited. I remember fondly the stories my grandma would tell me as a child of her dad riding camels in Lebanon.
I am thankful for these breaks and a chance to fellowship with people. This has been a busy and emotionally trying quarter, but God has seen me through. He is so faithful.
I can’t wait to tell you all about my adventures.
Much love…
AP
*1 rice krispie bar
*2.5 pieces of pie
*2 brownies
*1 piece of cake
*1 cookie
*popcorn
*chips
*4 pieces of licorice.
*3 small glasses of pop
*1 antacid ;)
I never like to see food left because people go through the trouble of making it. At least that’s what I tell myself…lol.
During my last class, we had a fire drill. My class was excited for the party so we didn’t understand the voice telling us to evacuate. We thought it was a lockdown drill so we closed the windows, bolted the door, and sat on the floor behind my desk and table. Then I realized it was a fire drill so we bolted up and got outside. I am proud to say my kids did two drills in the time we were supposed to spend on one. Talent I say…
We have two weeks of Spring Break. The first few days will be spent at a resort in Saly which is right on the ocean. I will have 4+ days of relaxation and fellowship with other C&MAers. Plus we will get 4+ days of French buffets. Ooo la la.
Then I will come back for a night and then head up north in Senegal to ride camels and camp in the desert! We will be in a setting where there will be large sand dunes and nothing else around. I am so excited. I remember fondly the stories my grandma would tell me as a child of her dad riding camels in Lebanon.
I am thankful for these breaks and a chance to fellowship with people. This has been a busy and emotionally trying quarter, but God has seen me through. He is so faithful.
I can’t wait to tell you all about my adventures.
Much love…
AP
Sunday, March 8, 2009
randomness
It's been a while. I actually had written something last week, but the computer didn't save it. I honestly didn't want to write something for a while because I didn't want anything on top of the post about my grandma. I know I must continue pressing on so I decided to write a post of some of my favorite things about life in Senegal. These are just spontaneous things that are popping into my head as I write.
*Fresh fruit, especially pineapple. I love that it's pineapple season.
*Long socks. I think if I was younger, I'd play soccer just to wear the socks. ;)
*Facebook. It has been a great way to stay in touch with so many people.
*Friendships that continue to grow across borders, oceans, etc.
*The ocean. It's starting to warm up again and I can't wait until trips to the beach become part of the weekly Sunday routine again.
*Fanta Lemon. I'm not a big pop drinker, but this is one pop I could drink regularly.
*Getting to know new people, especially missionary women. I hope some of the friendships that have started will continue to grow.
*Beans. I know. Weird. I just never liked beans much before I came. I have come to appreciate rice and beans, lentils and rice, etc.
*Being able to run outside all year round.
Well, church is starting soon so I must bring this to a close.
Much love.
*Fresh fruit, especially pineapple. I love that it's pineapple season.
*Long socks. I think if I was younger, I'd play soccer just to wear the socks. ;)
*Facebook. It has been a great way to stay in touch with so many people.
*Friendships that continue to grow across borders, oceans, etc.
*The ocean. It's starting to warm up again and I can't wait until trips to the beach become part of the weekly Sunday routine again.
*Fanta Lemon. I'm not a big pop drinker, but this is one pop I could drink regularly.
*Getting to know new people, especially missionary women. I hope some of the friendships that have started will continue to grow.
*Beans. I know. Weird. I just never liked beans much before I came. I have come to appreciate rice and beans, lentils and rice, etc.
*Being able to run outside all year round.
Well, church is starting soon so I must bring this to a close.
Much love.
Monday, February 16, 2009
much love
It is 2:17. I just finished my last pack of Necco hearts, you know the ones you always get on Valentine’s Day. I was waiting to eat them until this moment—after the dreaded phone call came. You see, my Grandma Hall always used to buy us Necco hearts when we were kids.
I have been blessed with great grandparents. They always attended my school events and continue to be active in my life. That is why today is so hard. I keep trying to find the perfect words to write in this blog, but I know they’ll never come. Those of you who knew my grandma know the amazing lady she was. So here is what is bouncing around my head.
Memories:
The ER. My very first memory as a child includes my grandma. It is an event that she probably would have liked to forget—having to take my brother to the ER as a baby while she was baby-sitting us. It all turned out okay in the end so no worries.
Gravy and parsley. My grandma knew how to cook. She made the best gravy. One of my life goals is to learn to make gravy like my grandma. I loved stirring the roaster of gravy on Thanksgiving and being the taste-tester. Another one of my Thanksgiving duties was to decorate the turkey platter with parsley. She always commented on how nice it looked even though I was just putting green stuff around the bird. I’m sure if you look at all the turkey pictures we have stockpiled, you can see my handiwork.
Blueberry pie. My mouth waters just writing about it. You see, my grandma and I used to go pick the blueberries fresh from the woods of Northern Minnesota in order to make the pie. It was a job—taking the Cadillac in places they are probably not supposed to go, bending over to find the plants, swatting mosquitoes and deerflies, and avoiding ticks and poison ivy. Man the pie was so worth it though. The funny thing is that my grandma never really liked the pie. She did all of this year after year for us.
My grandma did more volunteer work than anyone I have ever met. She’s been recognized by governors, sworn into the 4-H Hall of Fame, and probably received more certificates and thank-yous than anyone in the state (or at least SW Iowa). She never did it for the glory or honor. It’s who she was. (Man, it’s getting hard to write in the past tense—“was” keeps making it more and more real.)
It’s been interesting to reflect back on her traits and realize I have some of them. I think my pioneering spirit comes from her. My grandma was adventurous. Case in point, she always wanted to go to the moon. If they would have taken regular citizens, she would have signed up in a second. She’s been all over the world, and I know she would have come visit me here in Africa if she could. Second, my stubborn will or as my grandpa always said, “it’s the Ingerswen in her” kept us both marching down the paths we thought we should take. Finally, my love of learning is something my grandma would love. She was always reading, always listening to things. She still has the original Time (or Newsweek) magazine for the moon landing. How cool is that!?!
When my grandparents reached the time when many of their friends relocated to the South during the harsh Iowa winters, my grandparents stayed. My grandma never wanted to miss our events. She wanted to be around the grandkids.
You see, even though I am in Africa and cannot go home, I am a fortunate one. I had a life filled with my Grandma Hall. I got to see her over Christmas, and I was able to say good-bye last Friday. Even though she couldn’t respond, my mom said she heard me. I will get to see my grandma again in heaven. That’s our home anyway. We won’t be there for our volunteer work or anything like that. It’s because we both believe in Jesus as our Messiah, God’s Son who saved us and makes it possible for us to spend eternity in the presence of God.
Well if you made it this far, I’m proud of you. I wrote this first and foremost for myself, my grandpa (who I love very much), and my family. Even though I am not there with you, I send you my love.
I have been blessed with great grandparents. They always attended my school events and continue to be active in my life. That is why today is so hard. I keep trying to find the perfect words to write in this blog, but I know they’ll never come. Those of you who knew my grandma know the amazing lady she was. So here is what is bouncing around my head.
Memories:
The ER. My very first memory as a child includes my grandma. It is an event that she probably would have liked to forget—having to take my brother to the ER as a baby while she was baby-sitting us. It all turned out okay in the end so no worries.
Gravy and parsley. My grandma knew how to cook. She made the best gravy. One of my life goals is to learn to make gravy like my grandma. I loved stirring the roaster of gravy on Thanksgiving and being the taste-tester. Another one of my Thanksgiving duties was to decorate the turkey platter with parsley. She always commented on how nice it looked even though I was just putting green stuff around the bird. I’m sure if you look at all the turkey pictures we have stockpiled, you can see my handiwork.
Blueberry pie. My mouth waters just writing about it. You see, my grandma and I used to go pick the blueberries fresh from the woods of Northern Minnesota in order to make the pie. It was a job—taking the Cadillac in places they are probably not supposed to go, bending over to find the plants, swatting mosquitoes and deerflies, and avoiding ticks and poison ivy. Man the pie was so worth it though. The funny thing is that my grandma never really liked the pie. She did all of this year after year for us.
My grandma did more volunteer work than anyone I have ever met. She’s been recognized by governors, sworn into the 4-H Hall of Fame, and probably received more certificates and thank-yous than anyone in the state (or at least SW Iowa). She never did it for the glory or honor. It’s who she was. (Man, it’s getting hard to write in the past tense—“was” keeps making it more and more real.)
It’s been interesting to reflect back on her traits and realize I have some of them. I think my pioneering spirit comes from her. My grandma was adventurous. Case in point, she always wanted to go to the moon. If they would have taken regular citizens, she would have signed up in a second. She’s been all over the world, and I know she would have come visit me here in Africa if she could. Second, my stubborn will or as my grandpa always said, “it’s the Ingerswen in her” kept us both marching down the paths we thought we should take. Finally, my love of learning is something my grandma would love. She was always reading, always listening to things. She still has the original Time (or Newsweek) magazine for the moon landing. How cool is that!?!
When my grandparents reached the time when many of their friends relocated to the South during the harsh Iowa winters, my grandparents stayed. My grandma never wanted to miss our events. She wanted to be around the grandkids.
You see, even though I am in Africa and cannot go home, I am a fortunate one. I had a life filled with my Grandma Hall. I got to see her over Christmas, and I was able to say good-bye last Friday. Even though she couldn’t respond, my mom said she heard me. I will get to see my grandma again in heaven. That’s our home anyway. We won’t be there for our volunteer work or anything like that. It’s because we both believe in Jesus as our Messiah, God’s Son who saved us and makes it possible for us to spend eternity in the presence of God.
Well if you made it this far, I’m proud of you. I wrote this first and foremost for myself, my grandpa (who I love very much), and my family. Even though I am not there with you, I send you my love.
Monday, January 26, 2009
making my daddy proud
Softball started up Saturday. What a day. We won both of our games (both shutouts) which brings our record to 6-2. Woot! Woot!
I played catcher for the very first time. It's not that hard b/c the ball has to bounce on the plate and wooden piece around it for it to be a strike. Well, it's not supposed to be hard at least. The very first warmup throw, I took it hard off the ankle. My leg went partially numb and I now have a nice knot to show. Needless to say, I iced it and played through the pain.
In the first game, the other team had bases loaded and the batter hit it back to the pitcher. The pitcher tossed it high so I had to stretch into the baseline but fortunately the player coming home was nice and took the fall instead of knocking me over. (He is a nice DA student :) ).
In the second game, we had a stellar play between us girls. There was a single to right field. The rightfielder tossed it to the second baseman. The player at third decided to test the 2nd baseman's arm so he ran. She threw it home to me, and I stretched to get the batter out by inches. This was the first game us girls wore our 2-in-1 baseball socks so we figure it must be the socks...lol...
Other newsworthy things from Saturday:
1. I got my first hit to the outfield. Granted it rolled out there but it made it past the infield.
2. One of our opponents lost part of her hair while sliding into third (hairpiece)
3. I was warming up with the bat and hit the backstop pole. Not cool...
3 more weekends of softball...but who's counting ;)
I played catcher for the very first time. It's not that hard b/c the ball has to bounce on the plate and wooden piece around it for it to be a strike. Well, it's not supposed to be hard at least. The very first warmup throw, I took it hard off the ankle. My leg went partially numb and I now have a nice knot to show. Needless to say, I iced it and played through the pain.
In the first game, the other team had bases loaded and the batter hit it back to the pitcher. The pitcher tossed it high so I had to stretch into the baseline but fortunately the player coming home was nice and took the fall instead of knocking me over. (He is a nice DA student :) ).
In the second game, we had a stellar play between us girls. There was a single to right field. The rightfielder tossed it to the second baseman. The player at third decided to test the 2nd baseman's arm so he ran. She threw it home to me, and I stretched to get the batter out by inches. This was the first game us girls wore our 2-in-1 baseball socks so we figure it must be the socks...lol...
Other newsworthy things from Saturday:
1. I got my first hit to the outfield. Granted it rolled out there but it made it past the infield.
2. One of our opponents lost part of her hair while sliding into third (hairpiece)
3. I was warming up with the bat and hit the backstop pole. Not cool...
3 more weekends of softball...but who's counting ;)
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
I survived Outreach '09
I know this post is long overdue, but it's been pretty crazy since I've returned to Senegal. I landed in Senegal with enough time to take a 1 hour nap before starting professional development here at DA. I had four days to get ready for classes, and then we all hit the ground running.
Last Friday was another Outreach. I did not come down with malaria (Yay!) so I was able to participate in all the events.
Schedule:
*Meet at school at 5:00 am
*Depart by pushing one of the busses/vans out of the parking lot
*Ride four hours to the YWAM Center which was very nice for the African bush. The YWAM Center had squatty potties (a hole in the ground) and showers that had water most of the time. It also had foam beds for us adults!!!
*Depart for the various locations: drama, roofing, foundation, medical, VBS, and basecamp. I worked at the basecamp setting up tents and filtering water.
*Eat supper at 6 pm. We ate out of the common bowl. That is, 7 of us sat around a big bowl and shared the contents.
*Depart for the evangelism campaign which started at 8:45 and ended at 11:30 pm. At the campaign, we sang songs in French, Wolor, Serrar (tribal languages), and English. There was also drama, speaking, and a video.
*Bed time
Saturday pretty much looked like the schedule above except my job was different. I made bricks. That's right, I made bricks by hand. It was fun. I worked with 3 of my students, and we had a great time.
On Sunday we were able to worship at a church that the DA students helped with last year. It was awesome to hear that there had been 50 baptisms at this church in the last year. God is really moving in this part of Senegal. It's humbling to think that we are a part of it.
Other events:
*It is cold. That's right, cold. I know I shouldn't be complaining b/c it's probably in the upper 50s, lower 60s in the mornings, but that is cold for here. I definitely did not bring enough warm clothes so I keep wearing the same thing each morning. ;)
*We had to do a lice check on our students. That was interesting. I feel like I know my students pretty well now after picking through their hair. I mean, how do you politely ask someone if they have dandruff? Ah well, we all survived. The students are used to this so it wasn't that big of a deal.
*Softball starts up again Saturday. I bought baseball socks for us girls on the team so we are going to wear them for the first time on Saturday. We figure we can at least look good playing this game. ;)
Well, I think that's all the news in my life right now. Thanks for reading.
Last Friday was another Outreach. I did not come down with malaria (Yay!) so I was able to participate in all the events.
Schedule:
*Meet at school at 5:00 am
*Depart by pushing one of the busses/vans out of the parking lot
*Ride four hours to the YWAM Center which was very nice for the African bush. The YWAM Center had squatty potties (a hole in the ground) and showers that had water most of the time. It also had foam beds for us adults!!!
*Depart for the various locations: drama, roofing, foundation, medical, VBS, and basecamp. I worked at the basecamp setting up tents and filtering water.
*Eat supper at 6 pm. We ate out of the common bowl. That is, 7 of us sat around a big bowl and shared the contents.
*Depart for the evangelism campaign which started at 8:45 and ended at 11:30 pm. At the campaign, we sang songs in French, Wolor, Serrar (tribal languages), and English. There was also drama, speaking, and a video.
*Bed time
Saturday pretty much looked like the schedule above except my job was different. I made bricks. That's right, I made bricks by hand. It was fun. I worked with 3 of my students, and we had a great time.
On Sunday we were able to worship at a church that the DA students helped with last year. It was awesome to hear that there had been 50 baptisms at this church in the last year. God is really moving in this part of Senegal. It's humbling to think that we are a part of it.
Other events:
*It is cold. That's right, cold. I know I shouldn't be complaining b/c it's probably in the upper 50s, lower 60s in the mornings, but that is cold for here. I definitely did not bring enough warm clothes so I keep wearing the same thing each morning. ;)
*We had to do a lice check on our students. That was interesting. I feel like I know my students pretty well now after picking through their hair. I mean, how do you politely ask someone if they have dandruff? Ah well, we all survived. The students are used to this so it wasn't that big of a deal.
*Softball starts up again Saturday. I bought baseball socks for us girls on the team so we are going to wear them for the first time on Saturday. We figure we can at least look good playing this game. ;)
Well, I think that's all the news in my life right now. Thanks for reading.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
quick thoughts
Highlights of Break:
-Having so much time with my family
-Seeing old roomies, colleagues, students, and friends
-Being able to continue great relationships that were formed in Tipton
-Sledding
-Iowa fb victory
-Having parents who are amazing cooks
-Eating roast and potatoes four times
-Graeters, apple dumplings, Baklava, peanut butter balls, fudge, caramel corn, etc
-blueberry pie shake from Hamburg Inn
-cutting down the Christmas tree
-having soft hair (no soft hair in Africa)
Lowlights
-not having my Gma Hall home
-Ice, ice, and more ice whenever I was traveling
-The Detroit airport
-MM’s injury
-sledding over the cherry tree
Saddening things
-seeing the self-centeredness and “victim” mentality that is permeating more and more of society
-seeing what people fill their lives with in order to be happy
Overall it was a fabulous vacation. It was great to spend time with my amazing family and to catch up with people who have helped me become who I am today. I love Iowa, but I know right now that God wants me to make my home in Africa.
-Having so much time with my family
-Seeing old roomies, colleagues, students, and friends
-Being able to continue great relationships that were formed in Tipton
-Sledding
-Iowa fb victory
-Having parents who are amazing cooks
-Eating roast and potatoes four times
-Graeters, apple dumplings, Baklava, peanut butter balls, fudge, caramel corn, etc
-blueberry pie shake from Hamburg Inn
-cutting down the Christmas tree
-having soft hair (no soft hair in Africa)
Lowlights
-not having my Gma Hall home
-Ice, ice, and more ice whenever I was traveling
-The Detroit airport
-MM’s injury
-sledding over the cherry tree
Saddening things
-seeing the self-centeredness and “victim” mentality that is permeating more and more of society
-seeing what people fill their lives with in order to be happy
Overall it was a fabulous vacation. It was great to spend time with my amazing family and to catch up with people who have helped me become who I am today. I love Iowa, but I know right now that God wants me to make my home in Africa.
Friday, January 2, 2009
now that's unique
She walked in the door with a slight bend in her posture and a cane in her hand. She then started to walk slowly around the indoor track while the 6th grade girls shot hoops. As I was finishing my workout she appeared in the door, caneless, and settled down on a weight machine.
I always wish I could write a book that took place at the Neola community center It's such a fascinating place. I mean, there are probably few other places in the U.S. where you can find yourself working out with a former Miss Basketball and an 80+ person. I love watching the elderly lift weights. It's so cool. And don't be fooled by their age-those farm women are strong!
Today is my last full day at home, that is, if the weather cooperates. Tomorrow I begin my Eastern Iowa journey to Ames followed by 2+ days in Tipton. It should be fun. It's hard to believe how much my life has changed in the time since I last left these two towns.
My adjustment to the US was fine. No real culture shock. I didn't like shopping at Walmart though. Halfway through I started getting frustrated with all the choices. I couldn't decide what type of canned chicken I wanted. Fortunately there was only one type of canned ham so that settled me down. (We'll see what these taste like in Senegal.)
Highlights:
"sledding" with Hannah. It was all icy and on my very first run, I knocked over the cherry tree in our yard! Then we decided to be brave and sled in the pasture. We flew down that hill. Hannah only slipped 18 times on the ice that day. ;)
seeing my grandma gradually improve from her stroke that occurred the same day I came down with malaria
cooking with my dad. It's funny that we don't know what we did when we only had one oven in the house. ;)
an Iowa bowl victory...in convincing fashion I might add
the every day events with my family. I love them so much
Next post should be from the other side of the Atlantic!
I always wish I could write a book that took place at the Neola community center It's such a fascinating place. I mean, there are probably few other places in the U.S. where you can find yourself working out with a former Miss Basketball and an 80+ person. I love watching the elderly lift weights. It's so cool. And don't be fooled by their age-those farm women are strong!
Today is my last full day at home, that is, if the weather cooperates. Tomorrow I begin my Eastern Iowa journey to Ames followed by 2+ days in Tipton. It should be fun. It's hard to believe how much my life has changed in the time since I last left these two towns.
My adjustment to the US was fine. No real culture shock. I didn't like shopping at Walmart though. Halfway through I started getting frustrated with all the choices. I couldn't decide what type of canned chicken I wanted. Fortunately there was only one type of canned ham so that settled me down. (We'll see what these taste like in Senegal.)
Highlights:
"sledding" with Hannah. It was all icy and on my very first run, I knocked over the cherry tree in our yard! Then we decided to be brave and sled in the pasture. We flew down that hill. Hannah only slipped 18 times on the ice that day. ;)
seeing my grandma gradually improve from her stroke that occurred the same day I came down with malaria
cooking with my dad. It's funny that we don't know what we did when we only had one oven in the house. ;)
an Iowa bowl victory...in convincing fashion I might add
the every day events with my family. I love them so much
Next post should be from the other side of the Atlantic!
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