I have wanted to share this with you for almost 2 years. I laughed out loud when we passed this restaurant and I saw this word beautifully etched into the glass at this restaurant. Understand that most people here don’t speak English, and of those that do most wouldn’t necessarily know anatomical terms for chicken. On the other hand, they DO serve and eat gizzard here…wanna go out for supper with us??? J
Julia has been growing and learning like crazy lately! She is DYING to be able to read and write. I have done some preschool work with her off and on, but have only gotten to the letter G. The other day she was begging to do some preschool, and I had an idea: the walls around our home are cement, and are PERFECT for sidewalk chalk – she could practice her letters on a large scale. I wrote her name on the wall, and then left her to practice it. This is what I came back to: her name, first letter in the middle, then one to the left, two to the right and back to the left for the last one!
She did write it correctly once I explained that all the letters HAVE to be in the order I wrote them for them to be her name. Then it rained and it all got washed away before I got a picture of it.
The NEXT day – wish I had a pic of this (rained again before I got to it)– she was asking to practice her name again. I was in the middle of something and asked her to give me a minute to finish up. She said OK, and then about a minute later said, “It’s OK, Mom – I think I remember how to write it.” And sure enough, she wrote her name with the letters formed correctly and in the right order! Boy was I proud of her (and I take no credit!)!
Early March Josh had to go interior to help one of our more mature tribal churches straighten out some “books” that were in question. It’s always interesting to see what will crop up just before he leaves (not to mention while he’s gone…). This time, the generator didn’t want to work (a semi-regular issue), and, the NIGHT BEFORE, around 11 PM, we realized that our water tank was empty. The water taps had been spitting and hissing for a while already, but that often happens when the power goes out and the lines get emptied, so we didn’t think much of it, but suddenly there I was about to get into the shower, and there was NO water! Josh grabbed his big flashlight and headed to the garage. We are fortunate to have a water storage tank under the garage. We do get water from the city, but this is a way to make sure we have water if the city runs into a temporary shortage. Josh opened up the lid of the tank and checked – sure enough – no water. We went to bed with “drinking water sponge baths”.
The next morning he got his swimming trunks on and went “water tank spelunking”. Sure enough, the bobber thing that regulates the water levels was stuck on full and the tank was empty. He “unstuck” it and the water started flowing.
It would be nice if that was the end of the story, but that would be too easy! He left to catch his flight into the tribe and I kept an eye on the garage. 2 days later the tank was full, and suddenly overflowing! Not too much got wet in the garage as the kids were playing in there (since we don’t have a car) when it started overflowing. I turned off the water from the city and when Josh got home, we waited until we’d used enough so that he could go back into the tank and replace the bobber.
Josh putting the VERY HEAVY lid back on the tank.
