i feel like a true american right now b/c i'm starting to feel the time crunch of everything going on. i'm trying to get christmas presents ready for the kids at the juvenile homes. i wanted to have everything wrapped before mom gets here, but things are so slow here. or i can't find things. i wasted an hour today walking around trying to find a place to get wrapping paper in bulk. everyone is crazy at the office here getting things ready for tabasamu. i have a feeling we're going to be wrapping lots of things for that the night before...TIA. and then there's the post office drama. the 2nd package of penpal letters never came and it's probably sitting over there somewhere. people are not very helpful and even when you go to get a letter they send you to about 6 different people to pay and decide how much you'll pay and then write it in various books that you collected it, etc. let's just say it's a super inefficient system but it employs a lot of people. i promised myself this morning that i'm not going to get upset about this. so i'm planning to go there today and try my best but if i can't find the package, then i guess i'll just have to accept that. on top of all this i'm having trouble with extending my visa. peter is having someone work on it b/c that's supposed to be faster. but they've been working on it since september and still nothing. TIA. i will be an illegal immigrant beginning dec. 26, which normally wouldn't be a big deal. but i wanted to go to tanzania with ruth and some other people for new years. if i leave they won't let me back in the country. so i'm heading to the immigration office with peter and other people in a bit to see what we can do. i have a feeling it might not happen. in any case, please pray that this comes before it is time for me to go back home. in spite of all this, i'm trying to focus on the fact that christmas isn't about presents, or traveling, or packages. it's about Jesus and it's so easy for me to get caught up in everything else and forget that.
yes, yes, no wonder...
funny story. popo went on this mission with youth for christ in october. this australian lady was with them and all the kenyans in the group convinced her that popo couldn't speak any english. she kept asking people to translate for him. the kenyans told her that if she asked him a question, he would just respond, yes, yes, no wonder. they split into groups and popo was with her. she said, "can someone be with us so they can translate?" so popo finally had to tell her his english was perfect. but anyway popo told this story to the juvenile kids. he said whenever you see a mzungu just say "yes, yes, no wonder." so now we say this all the time.
i made spaghetti for people in kibera yesterday at nereah's house...sauce from scratch and everything. it was pretty good. i never mentioned that the last time i cooked there this whole family of mice came out from the walls and started eating scraps of food. it kinda freaked me out. oh, and i found a dead mosquito in my bed today with its blood on the sheets. gross right? did i kill it in my sleep or what?
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