Wednesday, September 13, 2006


At Boulders Beach to see the penguins. They didn't say anything to the penguins about cleaning up after themselves.....ewwww

Before the school officially started, we took the students that were here already to Boulders Beach to see the penguins. They smelled. (Not the students, the penguins). But I particularly liked the word 'poo' just flung out there on the signs, sounds so posh. "poo bin..." I attracted quite a few stares from my choice of headwear, but I am the only Canadian in this group and I feel like I have to get it out somehow. No one understands Timmies, touques or even the rodeo....sigh....such an uncultured group of people. ;-)

I am enjoying the students though. They are seriously intense though. My staff team (the 3 of us), did an overview of HIV/Aids for them and they were furiously writing down everything we were telling them. Intimida-shun!

I was really, really stressed out, but my fabulous staff team helped rearrange the duties so i feel a bit more balanced. I finally had a nap this afternoon, a glorious, uninterrupted 2 hours of sweet sleep. Mwah! Things are so much better after a good sleep and meal.

I still have no clue about what I'll be doing after this year is up, but oddly, I'm OK with that. I can't believe it, can anyone else who knows me believe it? I am really OK with whatever plan God has for me. I am really just at peace with the whole darn thing.


Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Why It's All Worth It

I'm tired. So tired. It's one of those days I feel stretched thin. Like there isn't enough of me to go around or to get it all done.

I was on my way to my bed for a quick nap, when Mama Francis came over, looking for a song to play at Vusiyeka's memorial service tomorrow. Vusiyeka was a childcare worker here at BG. I didn't even know she was sick when we found out she had passed away.

Looking for a song...where to start? Something upbeat and hope-filled Mama Francis asked me. I opened the CD player and saw my Kathryn Scott CD in there. Played the very first song. "Heaven Is My Home."

Mama Francis closed her and eyes and swayed to the music there in my bedroom. "Yes!" she cried out in her perfect, beautiful Afrikaans accent. "Will you bring your player and play it for me at the service?" she asked with blue eyes shining. "I won't be able to get up and say something because I will just cry. But I can dance for Vusiyeka. I can dance for her."

Yes. Yes, Mama Francis, you can dance for her. We will all dance for her. He has turned Vusi's mourning into dancing. And He will turn our mourning into dancing too.

Saturday, September 02, 2006

September: Spring? Or Fall?

The other night I had a dream about Tim Hortons Coffee and Donut Shop. In my dream I was driving past and was contemplating stopping for my usual extra-large triple triple. I guess I was on my way somewhere and couldn't stop. But.... Mmmmm....Timmies!!
At little after I woke up, I suddenly remembered the dream and laughed! Any takers on the interpretation of that dream???!!! :-)

So, it's September. September as I know it is the smell of new school supplies, pencils, paper, binders. I love that Staples ad with the dad exuberantly shopping to the Christmas carol song playing in the background "It's the most wonderful time of the year," while the kids look on angrily.

September is also to me, cool fresh mornings and warm days. Leaves will start turning colour, days get shorter, and we grasp the last glorious days of summer before we need to pull out the socks and sweaters.

Well, September in South Africa is a celebration of Spring. September 1 marks the first day of this season for locals. One of the BG staff here bought everyone a rose to celebrate. The radio announcers had listeners call in about how they celebrated the first day of Spring. The last few days there has been snow (SNOW!) on the mountaintops, which we can see off in the distance. The snow too, is a sign of Spring here!

Anyway, why am I telling you all this? Simply to help you understand how strange it is to be thinking about Spring, with Summer soon to follow, when all my life, this month has usually been a bittersweet one for me. Here I am, just waiting for the warmer days so I can wear my shorts, and my flip-flops and to get a tan.

So, to all my Northern hemisphere friends: Enjoy Fall, and to the Southerners: Yeehaw! Welcome Spring!