Aloha, Serbia and landlords
Aloha! We had English Camp earlier this month and
the theme was Hawaii – it was incredible!
The ‘older’ Hungarian kids did A LOT of the work and the organizer who I
work with has a million ideasJ! It was fun – we had Hawaii Five-O mysteries
performed each day, a big board game that took us from island to island each
day, uklele and hula lessons and Friday night was our luau! Yes, yes there was a lot of English in there
too – even some Hawaiian pidgin that was really fun. Lots of group time, people sharing their
lives and hearts, game time – you name it, it was simply incredible (to be
repetitive).
Then there was the trip to
Serbia that was great too because a team of people are there and we made a lot
of contacts and are getting to know how we can fill some gaps for the refugee
work. But I’ll tell you what – that was
a rough week for me personally. I am
pretty sure I did nothing right – lost my phone, locked keys in the car, had
personal bank issues, I don’t know what all but I came home just ready to lay
in the fetal position for a while. I
did…pretty much a whole week. Except…
It was hot here in Budapest
and my landlord wanted me to go shopping with her to the building supply
store. Well – look back at my last blog
about the building supply store and ouch!
Do I really have to do that?! We
weren’t going for air conditioning – no, no – screens for the windows and sun
blocking shades of course! But we went –
it
was cultural. First of all she
drove there. Ok – we made it, I was
thankful. We walked in and the people
all knew my landlady like she was Norm on ‘Cheers’. It was classic. So we got more than we needed and ended up
having to go back with some returns the next day (I drove)! That is where she was key – they really
should not have taken that stuff back…but they did, because she talked fast and
furious. Even she was relieved when we
walked out. Now understand – we
communicate but barely. That’s a good
story in itself but people are the same worldwide. Context is amazing – we understood each other
most of the time due to the context of the situations throughout those two
days. She is a trooper and I have
memories for a lifetimeJ.
Many days I feel like every
day could be a blog but then I go to write and just a few snipits are
transferred to paper/internet. So be it –
I have come out of the fetal position this week and through it all know that
life is good, thankfully God is waaaay better and appreciate your time in
reading this!
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