Tomorrow is christmas
And all through the base
The YWAM'ers were stirring
Up cookies and cakes
The presents were wrapped
And the stockings were full
'Cause everyone knew
Christmas would be wonderful
A rush of excitement
Was thrust in the air
As the YWAM'ers picked out
Yummy treats to all share
A christmas spent with family
Was everyone's wish
But this year they would have
A new family to spend christmas with
When the last light was out
And the day was all done
The YWAM'ers went to bed
They knew christmas would be fun
'Twas the night before christmas
And all through the YWAM base
Not a christian was stirring
Not one in the place
The end
AN original poem thing by BreeAnna Lasher, written by her and her alone along with her brain in a matter of three minutes for your enjoyment purposes only. SO enjoy. Yeah, you! ENJOY IT.
Friday, 23 December 2011
Wednesday, 7 December 2011
Of random topics and sausage....
SO...This week the theme foe lectures is "fatherheart of God." This means learning to view and relate to God as our father. Our speaker is Grant Windle and he is a super cool guy so if you want to k now more about him, you could probably read one of his many books, watch his documentaries, visit his church, or listen to some of his albums. I feel like I've met a famous person or something.
Mangos. Is it wrong that the mere mention of that word right now makes my face distort into an odd shape and my stomach twist in my gut?? 'Cause right now, I am not a fan of mangos. Oh sure, their pleasant yellow color and their sweet-but-tangy taste is appealing, but after eating them EVERYDAY, DAY AFTER DAY, I am DONE. SO sorry. No offence to any of my mango lovers out there. I was once one of you....
Currently, I am pretty sure that if I wanted to, I could travel to 17 different countries and only pay for transportation. That's how awesome YWAM is. I have friends from every continent except Antarctica. And the Artic circle. Which I am not really sure if it is even a continent right now. SO yeah...
SO outreach. Haha. I love how I am like switching topics like every other sentence. sorry for that. But that is sorta how my brain works. I am just trying to type out what my brain is trying to tell me. It's sorta smart, that brain. I should really listen to it more often!
But anyway....Outreach. SO we have concluded that my outreach is going to cost aproximentally $3,500 or some such. I have already paid the deposit of $2,000 and now I am trusting God to provide the rest. But, my friend, and fellow Germany team mate, has ZERO money. She has not even paid the deposit as of yet. She is completely trusting God to provide for her, and I am as well, but I would like for you to lift her up in your prayers as often as you can.We have seen God move in AMAZING ways since we have been here and we are trusting that we will see him astound us again.
As for Germany...It is a country. Yeah. That is pretty much all I know about it as of yet because I haven't had the time to research this fabulous country!! Bad excuse I know but I HAVE been working on my German. But don't ask for me to write it. I can only speak it and I literally have ZERO idea of how one would spell the words of this fabulous language. ZERO.
But I DO somethings.
I will now number them out so they take up more room and make me look like I know more than I really do. WHY did I just tell you that? Whatever. Here it is, folks!
1. We will be staying in Berlin
2. We will be staying at a YWAM base
3. We will be staying on the fifth floor. (I'm guessing this means I won't have to worry about watching my weight whilst I am living there. ESPECIALLY if the bathroom is on the bottom floor....)
4. We will be staying in Berlin for 4 weeks
5. We will be ministering top youth, kids and prostitutes
6. We will be doing skits, sharing testimonies, preaching sermons, leading worship, leading youth groups, doing street ministry and going on prayer walks whilst there
7. We pray everyday for our team to grow in unity with each other and with God
8. We are excited for the sausage
9. We go to the Czech Republic for 2 weeks
10. We are...excited.
Yup, thats pretty much it. If you would like to know more, We have outreach meetings every wednesday so you can email me or whatnot to find out more. Speaking of contact, I feel like You guys never email me anymore. Which makes me SAD. So yeah. If you happen to think of me when you are at your comfortable house, on your expensive laptop, eating your gourmet doughnuts, in your massage chair, petting your fluffy little dog....wait, what on earth am I talking about??? Oh whatever. Just send me an email. Or a letter. What ever floats your boat.
Love always,
Bree
Mangos. Is it wrong that the mere mention of that word right now makes my face distort into an odd shape and my stomach twist in my gut?? 'Cause right now, I am not a fan of mangos. Oh sure, their pleasant yellow color and their sweet-but-tangy taste is appealing, but after eating them EVERYDAY, DAY AFTER DAY, I am DONE. SO sorry. No offence to any of my mango lovers out there. I was once one of you....
Currently, I am pretty sure that if I wanted to, I could travel to 17 different countries and only pay for transportation. That's how awesome YWAM is. I have friends from every continent except Antarctica. And the Artic circle. Which I am not really sure if it is even a continent right now. SO yeah...
SO outreach. Haha. I love how I am like switching topics like every other sentence. sorry for that. But that is sorta how my brain works. I am just trying to type out what my brain is trying to tell me. It's sorta smart, that brain. I should really listen to it more often!
But anyway....Outreach. SO we have concluded that my outreach is going to cost aproximentally $3,500 or some such. I have already paid the deposit of $2,000 and now I am trusting God to provide the rest. But, my friend, and fellow Germany team mate, has ZERO money. She has not even paid the deposit as of yet. She is completely trusting God to provide for her, and I am as well, but I would like for you to lift her up in your prayers as often as you can.We have seen God move in AMAZING ways since we have been here and we are trusting that we will see him astound us again.
As for Germany...It is a country. Yeah. That is pretty much all I know about it as of yet because I haven't had the time to research this fabulous country!! Bad excuse I know but I HAVE been working on my German. But don't ask for me to write it. I can only speak it and I literally have ZERO idea of how one would spell the words of this fabulous language. ZERO.
But I DO somethings.
I will now number them out so they take up more room and make me look like I know more than I really do. WHY did I just tell you that? Whatever. Here it is, folks!
1. We will be staying in Berlin
2. We will be staying at a YWAM base
3. We will be staying on the fifth floor. (I'm guessing this means I won't have to worry about watching my weight whilst I am living there. ESPECIALLY if the bathroom is on the bottom floor....)
4. We will be staying in Berlin for 4 weeks
5. We will be ministering top youth, kids and prostitutes
6. We will be doing skits, sharing testimonies, preaching sermons, leading worship, leading youth groups, doing street ministry and going on prayer walks whilst there
7. We pray everyday for our team to grow in unity with each other and with God
8. We are excited for the sausage
9. We go to the Czech Republic for 2 weeks
10. We are...excited.
Yup, thats pretty much it. If you would like to know more, We have outreach meetings every wednesday so you can email me or whatnot to find out more. Speaking of contact, I feel like You guys never email me anymore. Which makes me SAD. So yeah. If you happen to think of me when you are at your comfortable house, on your expensive laptop, eating your gourmet doughnuts, in your massage chair, petting your fluffy little dog....wait, what on earth am I talking about??? Oh whatever. Just send me an email. Or a letter. What ever floats your boat.
Love always,
Bree
Tuesday, 29 November 2011
Of Drunks and Frogs....
Hey y'all!!
So I just got back from Byron Bay.
Yeah.
WOW. It was INCREDIBLE. And AWESOME. And SO MUCH MORE!!!
We went to help out with schoolies. A giant graduation party that lasts for a month. Most cities on the coast have "schoolies". Graduates, who are refered to as "schoolies",( yes, the word DOES apply to the event and the participants!) come to drink and party and rink and surf and drink and....drink. yeah. That's pretty much it. Haha. So we were going to help out with an organization called Red Frogs and they basically just help out at schoolies and keep them safe, walk them home, hold their hair out of their faces while they puke...Ya get the picture.
Yeah so we left at like 5:45 in the morning on saturday and we drove for like 3 hours all the way to Byron Bay. We got to the base on time but, as usual, this is YWAM and things don't run on time. Haha. So yeah, we had orientation. Things like: Do not feed the schoolies more than 5 red frogs at a times, (BTW Red Frogs are a candy that is kinda like a gummy bear. that is red. and shaped like a frog.), Do not wear mini skirts, Do not step in broken glass, do not drink the schoolies' alcoholic beverages....Smart things like that.
So our first night was HECTIC. Me and my team of 3 walked around, (there wasnt many schoolies around since it was the first night of the event and people say most of the schoolies were getting plastered in their hotel rooms), and kept the schoolies safe, handed out our cards with our number on it, and handed out red frogs. It was so funny, the schoolies LOVED us!! We were like celebrities or something. It was all, "RED FROGS!!! WE LOVE YOU GUYS!!", "You guys saved my life last year!", "Fred Rogs!! I'm drunk. DO you want a hug?", and "You guys are AWESOME!!". So yeah, it was pretty sweet. One time, we were surrounded by non-schoolies and one big, drunk guy literally tried to grab the bag of red frogs out of my hands. Luckily for all of us, I run FAST. haha. Even though my ankle is still wimpy. (BTW that still needs prayer...)
So we got like 4 or 5 hours of sleep that night. AND we were SOOO tired. We all felt jetlagged. Which is stupid cuz we were only 3 hours from our base. funny us.
SO the next morning we got up and went to the schoolies' houses and made them pancakes. We literally scouted out a clean frying pan from their houses, washed all of the alcohol off of the stovetop, and mixed up out pancake batter. They were so BLESSED that we took time out of our day to come and make them PANCAKES. We also got to have some really good conversations with them. So yeah. GOD was moving AWESOMELY.
It went on like that for the rest of the week. Talking to the schoolies. Keeping them safe. Making them pancakes. We actually even got to pray for someone who broke his thumb and he literally felt "something". He was pretty freaked out.
On the last night, Me and my team were praying beforhand and I "saw" God pouring cement into each of the people on my team and me. But it was his courage and bravery.
SO that night, I really felt empowered and outgoing (which i am not), and i kept saying "y'all" alot. I have no idea why....
so we walked some girls down a dark alley to this nightclub they were going to and we were just making conversation and it turned out that one of the girls was from Germany!! Which is where I am going to in three months!! SO i had ALOT of questions for her.
So when we got to the nightclub, we started talking to this guy outside the club and then a BUNCH of guys came over and they were looking for drugs or something but they all circled around me and another girl from my team and they wanted to know who we were and where we were from and what we were doing and all that. So we told them and they were so impressed that we were not getting paid for doing this or anything. and so we were talking and then, out of NOWHERE, I asked "SO what do you think of God?". I was so suprised and I literally did not mean to say that at all or anything. But then, they were like "Oh, we're aithiests" but they really wanted to know more about what we believed and everything. So I got to tell them my 30 second testimony and all about my faith and God and it was just GREAT!!
and Fabulous.
SO yeah. It is really late now so I had better go to bed but I really wantedy'all to know what went down last week.
Feel free to ask me any questions or whatnot y'all have about what I did or where I was at or anything
That's all for now Blokes!!
Buh-bye!!
So I just got back from Byron Bay.
Yeah.
WOW. It was INCREDIBLE. And AWESOME. And SO MUCH MORE!!!
We went to help out with schoolies. A giant graduation party that lasts for a month. Most cities on the coast have "schoolies". Graduates, who are refered to as "schoolies",( yes, the word DOES apply to the event and the participants!) come to drink and party and rink and surf and drink and....drink. yeah. That's pretty much it. Haha. So we were going to help out with an organization called Red Frogs and they basically just help out at schoolies and keep them safe, walk them home, hold their hair out of their faces while they puke...Ya get the picture.
Yeah so we left at like 5:45 in the morning on saturday and we drove for like 3 hours all the way to Byron Bay. We got to the base on time but, as usual, this is YWAM and things don't run on time. Haha. So yeah, we had orientation. Things like: Do not feed the schoolies more than 5 red frogs at a times, (BTW Red Frogs are a candy that is kinda like a gummy bear. that is red. and shaped like a frog.), Do not wear mini skirts, Do not step in broken glass, do not drink the schoolies' alcoholic beverages....Smart things like that.
So our first night was HECTIC. Me and my team of 3 walked around, (there wasnt many schoolies around since it was the first night of the event and people say most of the schoolies were getting plastered in their hotel rooms), and kept the schoolies safe, handed out our cards with our number on it, and handed out red frogs. It was so funny, the schoolies LOVED us!! We were like celebrities or something. It was all, "RED FROGS!!! WE LOVE YOU GUYS!!", "You guys saved my life last year!", "Fred Rogs!! I'm drunk. DO you want a hug?", and "You guys are AWESOME!!". So yeah, it was pretty sweet. One time, we were surrounded by non-schoolies and one big, drunk guy literally tried to grab the bag of red frogs out of my hands. Luckily for all of us, I run FAST. haha. Even though my ankle is still wimpy. (BTW that still needs prayer...)
So we got like 4 or 5 hours of sleep that night. AND we were SOOO tired. We all felt jetlagged. Which is stupid cuz we were only 3 hours from our base. funny us.
SO the next morning we got up and went to the schoolies' houses and made them pancakes. We literally scouted out a clean frying pan from their houses, washed all of the alcohol off of the stovetop, and mixed up out pancake batter. They were so BLESSED that we took time out of our day to come and make them PANCAKES. We also got to have some really good conversations with them. So yeah. GOD was moving AWESOMELY.
It went on like that for the rest of the week. Talking to the schoolies. Keeping them safe. Making them pancakes. We actually even got to pray for someone who broke his thumb and he literally felt "something". He was pretty freaked out.
On the last night, Me and my team were praying beforhand and I "saw" God pouring cement into each of the people on my team and me. But it was his courage and bravery.
SO that night, I really felt empowered and outgoing (which i am not), and i kept saying "y'all" alot. I have no idea why....
so we walked some girls down a dark alley to this nightclub they were going to and we were just making conversation and it turned out that one of the girls was from Germany!! Which is where I am going to in three months!! SO i had ALOT of questions for her.
So when we got to the nightclub, we started talking to this guy outside the club and then a BUNCH of guys came over and they were looking for drugs or something but they all circled around me and another girl from my team and they wanted to know who we were and where we were from and what we were doing and all that. So we told them and they were so impressed that we were not getting paid for doing this or anything. and so we were talking and then, out of NOWHERE, I asked "SO what do you think of God?". I was so suprised and I literally did not mean to say that at all or anything. But then, they were like "Oh, we're aithiests" but they really wanted to know more about what we believed and everything. So I got to tell them my 30 second testimony and all about my faith and God and it was just GREAT!!
and Fabulous.
SO yeah. It is really late now so I had better go to bed but I really wantedy'all to know what went down last week.
Feel free to ask me any questions or whatnot y'all have about what I did or where I was at or anything
That's all for now Blokes!!
Buh-bye!!
Wednesday, 16 November 2011
Of Proposing...
This is a story of how I died.....
Just kidding! I have been watching Tangled too much!
But anyway, this is actually a story of how I was called to Germany. Just a warning, this story does contain some violence, graphic language, and intense action scenes so children under the age of twenty and adults over the age of twenty-five should take caution when reading or perhaps choose not to read at all. At the risk of heart attack, stroke, cardiac arrest or broken bones, it is suggested that all people allergic to fish, peanuts, or buffalo meat should avoid eating this blog altogether. It's just a bad idea....
So...The story.
Well, it all started LAST week on Wednesday when the outreach locations were announced. I had been hearing from the staff the whole week before about how, when the outreach locations were announced, they immediately saw the one they were supposed to go to and didn't hear any of the other locations. So I was stoked (A.K.A. excited).
But, when they announced the locations, I didn't see, hear, or notice anything in particular about the locations. They all seemed pretty average mission locations: Peru, Japan, India, Russia, Germany, and Australia. Nothing extremely exotic in my opinion.
So anyway, on Thursday, I was praying about outreach on top of a hill. (Note: I was praying on top of a hill, I was not praying about an outreach on top of a hill...Sorry for the confusion...) And I wasn't getting anything at all. SO I was waiting....And waiting...And waiting....And after about 30 seconds, I got bored. (Typical teenager attention span.) SO I took out my handy rubix cube and started solving it. Like a champ. But as soon as I finished the last square, I saw the word India in my mind. That was it. I was like, Ok, I guess I'll go to India. I was going to keep praying about it, but I realized that I was late for lectures so I had to run and I didn't get a chance to really pray about it for the rest of the day. I resolved to pray about it the next day. After all, I DID have five days, I could take my time..
So the next day, I woke up with a sore throat. It was super sore, but another guy had a sore throat too so I assumed it was just a bug. Over the course of the day, my throat went from rough and scratchy to painful and squeaky. Everyone who I talked to told me not to talk. By the end of the day, I was mute.
All weekend long, my head was in horrible pain, my stomach was a mess, and my throat hurt like...something that hurts alot. I was really worried because I needed to hear from God and I couldn't even hear my own thoughts, let alone a small, still voice. And the more I thought about India and looked at the outreach, the more unappealing it appeared. I literally thought, Why on earth would I want to go to India? But, I reminded myself, I didn't want to go to India, God did. The more I thought about the outreaches, the better Germany was sounding. ( I actually have no idea WHY it sounded good to me seeing as how I have never worked with prostitutes or done street ministry. Regardless, I wanted to go.
Sunday night, I was really thinking about how much I wanted to go to Germany and I was like No, no, God wants me to go to India, its just me who wants to go to India. I told myself that most of the night, but then I got this picture in my head. It was a picture of a guy proposing to a girl. And I was the girl. And in the picture thing, I REALLY wanted the ring, and then I looked at the ring and it was Germany!! And then I "heard" God say, "Why WOULDN'T I give you what you want?"
Anyway, it was really cool and I just wanted to share with you guys my story of how I was called to Germany. I know how much you guys have been praying that I would hear God's voice and I appreciate it ALOT!!
Anyway,
that's all for now.
G'day mates!!
~Bree
Just kidding! I have been watching Tangled too much!
But anyway, this is actually a story of how I was called to Germany. Just a warning, this story does contain some violence, graphic language, and intense action scenes so children under the age of twenty and adults over the age of twenty-five should take caution when reading or perhaps choose not to read at all. At the risk of heart attack, stroke, cardiac arrest or broken bones, it is suggested that all people allergic to fish, peanuts, or buffalo meat should avoid eating this blog altogether. It's just a bad idea....
So...The story.
Well, it all started LAST week on Wednesday when the outreach locations were announced. I had been hearing from the staff the whole week before about how, when the outreach locations were announced, they immediately saw the one they were supposed to go to and didn't hear any of the other locations. So I was stoked (A.K.A. excited).
But, when they announced the locations, I didn't see, hear, or notice anything in particular about the locations. They all seemed pretty average mission locations: Peru, Japan, India, Russia, Germany, and Australia. Nothing extremely exotic in my opinion.
So anyway, on Thursday, I was praying about outreach on top of a hill. (Note: I was praying on top of a hill, I was not praying about an outreach on top of a hill...Sorry for the confusion...) And I wasn't getting anything at all. SO I was waiting....And waiting...And waiting....And after about 30 seconds, I got bored. (Typical teenager attention span.) SO I took out my handy rubix cube and started solving it. Like a champ. But as soon as I finished the last square, I saw the word India in my mind. That was it. I was like, Ok, I guess I'll go to India. I was going to keep praying about it, but I realized that I was late for lectures so I had to run and I didn't get a chance to really pray about it for the rest of the day. I resolved to pray about it the next day. After all, I DID have five days, I could take my time..
So the next day, I woke up with a sore throat. It was super sore, but another guy had a sore throat too so I assumed it was just a bug. Over the course of the day, my throat went from rough and scratchy to painful and squeaky. Everyone who I talked to told me not to talk. By the end of the day, I was mute.
All weekend long, my head was in horrible pain, my stomach was a mess, and my throat hurt like...something that hurts alot. I was really worried because I needed to hear from God and I couldn't even hear my own thoughts, let alone a small, still voice. And the more I thought about India and looked at the outreach, the more unappealing it appeared. I literally thought, Why on earth would I want to go to India? But, I reminded myself, I didn't want to go to India, God did. The more I thought about the outreaches, the better Germany was sounding. ( I actually have no idea WHY it sounded good to me seeing as how I have never worked with prostitutes or done street ministry. Regardless, I wanted to go.
Sunday night, I was really thinking about how much I wanted to go to Germany and I was like No, no, God wants me to go to India, its just me who wants to go to India. I told myself that most of the night, but then I got this picture in my head. It was a picture of a guy proposing to a girl. And I was the girl. And in the picture thing, I REALLY wanted the ring, and then I looked at the ring and it was Germany!! And then I "heard" God say, "Why WOULDN'T I give you what you want?"
Anyway, it was really cool and I just wanted to share with you guys my story of how I was called to Germany. I know how much you guys have been praying that I would hear God's voice and I appreciate it ALOT!!
Anyway,
that's all for now.
G'day mates!!
~Bree
Saturday, 12 November 2011
Of Muteness and All That it Entails....
If I were mugged right now, I could not scream. I could punch the mugger in the face and seriously mess up his nose, but I have no means of alerting attention to my crisis. Currently, I communicate with my roomates via a handy app that converts text to speech. The voice is female, thankfully, but also british, and it scares me every time she talks. Although, it does make me sound a bit more posh and rich, in my opinion. I sound like Audrey Hepburn in "A Roman Holiday".
Yesterday, I went to the Koala Sanctuary. I went with two girls from Switzerland. The trip started out wonderfully as I forgot my wallet and had to run all the way back to base. On my twisted ankle. The bus ride was pretty uneventful. And confusing. Seeing as how I couldn't talk and how they communicated with each other in swiss German. And I don't speak Swiss German, in case you all were wondering....
The Koala sanctuary was wonderful! I got to snuggle with kangaroos and pet koalas and see dingos and watch a poor sheep get balded. I had a favorite kangaroo. His name was not Joey. That is so cliche. His name was Bob. He was greyish which may mean that he was a Wallaby but I am not certain because no one explained the difference to me. I probably google that....
I petted a Koala!! Yeah! I don't know his name. But he was pretty cute. Koalas are so chill. They just hang out in their trees all day and barely move or anything. Some tourist told me that it was because that the eucalyptus tree is like a drug and all of the koalas are wasted. I later found out that they are all dopey because the leaves have a low sugar and starch percentage. Nice, Mr. Tourist....
So on the way home, we rode a train, which was fun. I hadn't been on one down here yet so that was cool. I also felt pretty cool riding the bus because I am a person with a car and I have never rode a bus. Except in Europe. But that doesn't count.
Currently, I think that there is a small man with a drum living in my head. Or a bowling alley. PLUS there is a clog in my throat which is constricting my breathing. And talking. My ankle is wrapped. And hurting. Oh, and my ears plug and unplug periodically. that also made it harder to communicate with my swiss german friends....But I am not complaining!! Just giving you guys a heads up as to what is going on in my life. yep.
So how are things back home?? No one ever tells me anything!! SO feel free to write me on facebook or email or whatever because, remember, I am just a isolated homeschooler who has never been away from her family before!!Oh, stereotypes....
So yeah. Write me a letter or something. When ever someone gets mail here, everyone cheers. Especially if its candy.
Well I better go. I have to go to the store and the kangaroo is hopping slowly today...
Yesterday, I went to the Koala Sanctuary. I went with two girls from Switzerland. The trip started out wonderfully as I forgot my wallet and had to run all the way back to base. On my twisted ankle. The bus ride was pretty uneventful. And confusing. Seeing as how I couldn't talk and how they communicated with each other in swiss German. And I don't speak Swiss German, in case you all were wondering....
The Koala sanctuary was wonderful! I got to snuggle with kangaroos and pet koalas and see dingos and watch a poor sheep get balded. I had a favorite kangaroo. His name was not Joey. That is so cliche. His name was Bob. He was greyish which may mean that he was a Wallaby but I am not certain because no one explained the difference to me. I probably google that....
I petted a Koala!! Yeah! I don't know his name. But he was pretty cute. Koalas are so chill. They just hang out in their trees all day and barely move or anything. Some tourist told me that it was because that the eucalyptus tree is like a drug and all of the koalas are wasted. I later found out that they are all dopey because the leaves have a low sugar and starch percentage. Nice, Mr. Tourist....
So on the way home, we rode a train, which was fun. I hadn't been on one down here yet so that was cool. I also felt pretty cool riding the bus because I am a person with a car and I have never rode a bus. Except in Europe. But that doesn't count.
Currently, I think that there is a small man with a drum living in my head. Or a bowling alley. PLUS there is a clog in my throat which is constricting my breathing. And talking. My ankle is wrapped. And hurting. Oh, and my ears plug and unplug periodically. that also made it harder to communicate with my swiss german friends....But I am not complaining!! Just giving you guys a heads up as to what is going on in my life. yep.
So how are things back home?? No one ever tells me anything!! SO feel free to write me on facebook or email or whatever because, remember, I am just a isolated homeschooler who has never been away from her family before!!Oh, stereotypes....
So yeah. Write me a letter or something. When ever someone gets mail here, everyone cheers. Especially if its candy.
Well I better go. I have to go to the store and the kangaroo is hopping slowly today...
Tuesday, 8 November 2011
Of Day 11 And the Things That Happened Within It....
Day 11:
They call McDonald's "Macca's" here for some reason. They like to shorten words, I've noticed. They call Woolworth's "woolies" and breakfast "brekky". It is exciting. And weird. Peaches are $5 apiece so I am considering sending out a few hundred more support letters to support my habit. Just kidding. I am very thankful for all of your wonderful donations and would never consider using them to buy addicting, delicious fruit. My ankle is still really swollen from when I twisted it last week, so you can keep that in your prayers. Our second week of school starts tomorrow and we will be studying about hearing God's voice. It is an appropriate subject because we need to pick our overseas outreach countries this week so you can be praying that I hear God's voice very clearly!!
Even though everyone speaks english, it is still VERY hard to understand them. Every country seems to say vowel differently so that make normal words sound...abnormal. I am really looking forward to the next 10 weeks of lectures, and I cannot BELIEVE that I have been here for 11 days already. Well that could be because I never know what time it is!! No phone. or watch. It is a pathetic existence. Just kidding. Tomorrow night is a designated "homework Night" and rumours are floating around that they will lock in a darkened room for 6 hours with no food or water until we complete our homework. I'm scared.
Well, I better go for now, thank you for reading this thing!
Bree
They call McDonald's "Macca's" here for some reason. They like to shorten words, I've noticed. They call Woolworth's "woolies" and breakfast "brekky". It is exciting. And weird. Peaches are $5 apiece so I am considering sending out a few hundred more support letters to support my habit. Just kidding. I am very thankful for all of your wonderful donations and would never consider using them to buy addicting, delicious fruit. My ankle is still really swollen from when I twisted it last week, so you can keep that in your prayers. Our second week of school starts tomorrow and we will be studying about hearing God's voice. It is an appropriate subject because we need to pick our overseas outreach countries this week so you can be praying that I hear God's voice very clearly!!
Even though everyone speaks english, it is still VERY hard to understand them. Every country seems to say vowel differently so that make normal words sound...abnormal. I am really looking forward to the next 10 weeks of lectures, and I cannot BELIEVE that I have been here for 11 days already. Well that could be because I never know what time it is!! No phone. or watch. It is a pathetic existence. Just kidding. Tomorrow night is a designated "homework Night" and rumours are floating around that they will lock in a darkened room for 6 hours with no food or water until we complete our homework. I'm scared.
Well, I better go for now, thank you for reading this thing!
Bree
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