Moving on.
I did however go to church today, and it was raining. The only bad thing about the service was it was in Spanish. But I did pay attention and by the hand motions of the preacher I deduced that it was the story of Elijah and the rain cloud that started off the size of a man's fist. You can read it in 1 Kings 18:40-46.
Instead of writing about the rest of my day I'm just going to tell you some things I have experienced/seen while I've been here that took me a little by surprise. Or things I just want to tell you.
- The kids have a miniature panic attack when they don't have black crayons to color Adam and Eve's hair.
- In the states kids often color mountains grey with a snow cap. Here they color them green because the mountains around them are covered in green trees.
- This one older man was eager to color, so I gave him a color sheet and some crayons. He might have enjoyed it more than the kids. Actually, I think he did. My guess is he's never had the chance to color before.
- When people pray here, they all pray their separate prayers at the same time. I like it.
- Occasionally I'll see a sign that I can actually read and it throws me off guard. Why is that sign in English? I have no idea.
- When trying to tell a child what to draw for a certain day of creation, I pointed to a picture that also had words in Spanish and English. What did the kid do? He didn't copy the picture, or write the Spanish words; he wrote the English words.
And that's all for now.
Meagan, I love rain too!
ReplyDeleteThat is the sweetest story of the old man who wanted to color! Love it!
I think my love for rain started when we were in Cardiff. Thanks for always stopping by, Saxon!
Deleteman of the house is so funny!
ReplyDeletei really enjoyed this post! :)