I hurt.
But I know it´s for good.
Today I was in my Spanish class and we were supposed to raise up controversial points and I was one vs. the rest. One girls point was homosexuals being allowed to adopt.
So I said I didn´t agree. I think that they should be able to love children, but it´s just not the parents God wanted.
And then... after I almost got our of sharing my opinion/topic... my prof says...¨y Kimberly..cual es tu punto?¨
So I just said it
Creo que el sexo debe ser solo por el matrimonio
Translation: Sex should be in the context of marriage.
Now, in the other peoples points there were folks that agreed and disagreed with each one, but almost my entire class verbally spoke against me and I could just feel this like tension and it was really tough. I just pray that someone in the 13 others well, 14 if you include the prof. of my class at least thought about something I said (which wasn´t much... I got flustered and I was trying this all in spanish and it was just... agahgsd!!!)
So, I felt some persecution today.
and that was one of my goals for coming here= sharing my beliefs with those that don´t think the same. So now I know how sheltered we are at Messiah.
Thanks for reading.
Monday, September 22, 2008
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Niños
Recently I´ve decided two things.
Providing that God wants me to be a mom someday...
1. I think I´m supposed to ¨adopt¨ (in some form or another) children. Maybe lots of children. (my mom here says I´m going to have 14... I´m not sure why though. I told her I could do twelve) :-) I went to my first volunteer session yesterday and was in a house with 13 children around the ages of 5-12 who will most likely never be adopted due to their disabilities. So I´ll love them for now, and miss them when I leave this place.
2. I´m speaking Spanish to my kids. Maybe they won´t be fluent (because heaven knows I´m not!!), but they´ll at least know some of the basics. Every day I´m more humbled and impressed by the bilingualism of practically every other country but my own. Today I went and sat in a 5th grade science class for two hours, and both the teacher and students knew more about the science vocabulary in ENGLISH than I did. I would have no idea how to put kingdom, phylum, class, genus, species into a second language, and yet that is the every day routine for these kids. The entire school is in English. woah, did I feel uneducated.
Providing that God wants me to be a mom someday...
1. I think I´m supposed to ¨adopt¨ (in some form or another) children. Maybe lots of children. (my mom here says I´m going to have 14... I´m not sure why though. I told her I could do twelve) :-) I went to my first volunteer session yesterday and was in a house with 13 children around the ages of 5-12 who will most likely never be adopted due to their disabilities. So I´ll love them for now, and miss them when I leave this place.
2. I´m speaking Spanish to my kids. Maybe they won´t be fluent (because heaven knows I´m not!!), but they´ll at least know some of the basics. Every day I´m more humbled and impressed by the bilingualism of practically every other country but my own. Today I went and sat in a 5th grade science class for two hours, and both the teacher and students knew more about the science vocabulary in ENGLISH than I did. I would have no idea how to put kingdom, phylum, class, genus, species into a second language, and yet that is the every day routine for these kids. The entire school is in English. woah, did I feel uneducated.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Looking around
Looking around, I realized there are no minivans in Ecuador. none.
plenty of SUVS, cars, trucks, and motorcycles, but no minivans. What do big families do?
Looking around, I see so much political propaganda. They are voting in less than two weeks for their new constitution. Everyone´s talking about it... the graffiti is covered in it. Vamos a ver.
Looking around, I go to a really pretty campus. There´s just little things that stick out once in a while.
Looking around, I remember that I am 10,000ft about sea level. When you look out the window on the bus on your way home and see clouds BELOW you, this sometimes serves as that reminder.
Looking around, I see that children of any social class appear very similar when they´re tired and want to be loved.
Looking around
I´m glad God blessed me with sight and I´m trying not to take it for granted. So I´ll keep
looking around
plenty of SUVS, cars, trucks, and motorcycles, but no minivans. What do big families do?
Looking around, I see so much political propaganda. They are voting in less than two weeks for their new constitution. Everyone´s talking about it... the graffiti is covered in it. Vamos a ver.
Looking around, I go to a really pretty campus. There´s just little things that stick out once in a while.
Looking around, I remember that I am 10,000ft about sea level. When you look out the window on the bus on your way home and see clouds BELOW you, this sometimes serves as that reminder.
Looking around, I see that children of any social class appear very similar when they´re tired and want to be loved.
Looking around
I´m glad God blessed me with sight and I´m trying not to take it for granted. So I´ll keep
looking around
Thursday, September 11, 2008
this must be written.
I’ve just had one of the most enjoyable talks with my folks here at our supper table tonight. Revolving around “deportes”
So, I found out that my dad was a gym teacher for 5 years in a high school. I can completely see this. He seems like the perfect “gym teacher” figure. It made me really happy. From what I think I understood, that’s what he went to school for: to become a “professor” in Physical Education. I also learned that he’s the youngest of 4 brothers, so I got to hear about how they each had their own groups, but would sometimes combine and make a big group to play sports or go to the movies and cause trouble and whatnot. I knew I liked him for a reason! He’s just super.
That being said, it makes sense that today when Ecuador was playing Uruguay to increase their chances of making it to the world cup, he was interested, because he’s interested in sports. What I didn’t realize was the fierce and intense passion for sports that lives inside my seemingly sweet and fragile 66 year old mother! No kidding around here folks. I’ve always known that she is the one in charge and running the ship much like the “man of the house” but today I got a better idea as to why. Due to the unfortunate early death of her older brother, she became her dad’s “son” and he took her to all the sporting events so she’s grown up watching and enjoying sports her whole life and thus was quite the tomboy. What I didn’t expect to hear her tell me was that when there’s a sporting event on, my Dad isn’t the one glued to the set- it’s her!
Supposedly, Dad gets antsy, nervous, and/or bored and can’t sit down and watch the entire game in full, but Mom, NO- she’s right there with her whole self wrapped up in that game. For this reason, when Ecuador tied today, there was obvious anxiety the entire time, and when it was time for us to sit down for supper, she ended up with a headache from the stress. It was great!! (I mean, not that she had a headache, but this woman’s “umph!” I tell ya what!)
And thus, I live with two very avid sports fans. I’m hoping to convince them to help me cheer on a certain beloved football team this weekend. The Buckeye Nation can always use more members, right?
So Ecuador because of this tie is still in the running to have a chance at the World Cup, but will have to prove themselves against Columbia (at least from what I understand).
Thus, I wait in eager and hopeful anticipation to see what will happen with both my fútbol and football team.
¡¡VAMOS ECUATORIANOS!! Y LET’S GO BUCKS!
Ps. On a sidenote- our food in the US is definitely dyed. Trident – yah, that red food coloring they put in the states does nothing. The white piece I just stuck in my mouth has the same pleasant cinnamony taste I’m used to minus the illusion that red=cinnamon. Cinnamon is brown anyways, so why do we think it’s red? Oh, U.S.A…. what am I going to do with you?
I’ve just had one of the most enjoyable talks with my folks here at our supper table tonight. Revolving around “deportes”
So, I found out that my dad was a gym teacher for 5 years in a high school. I can completely see this. He seems like the perfect “gym teacher” figure. It made me really happy. From what I think I understood, that’s what he went to school for: to become a “professor” in Physical Education. I also learned that he’s the youngest of 4 brothers, so I got to hear about how they each had their own groups, but would sometimes combine and make a big group to play sports or go to the movies and cause trouble and whatnot. I knew I liked him for a reason! He’s just super.
That being said, it makes sense that today when Ecuador was playing Uruguay to increase their chances of making it to the world cup, he was interested, because he’s interested in sports. What I didn’t realize was the fierce and intense passion for sports that lives inside my seemingly sweet and fragile 66 year old mother! No kidding around here folks. I’ve always known that she is the one in charge and running the ship much like the “man of the house” but today I got a better idea as to why. Due to the unfortunate early death of her older brother, she became her dad’s “son” and he took her to all the sporting events so she’s grown up watching and enjoying sports her whole life and thus was quite the tomboy. What I didn’t expect to hear her tell me was that when there’s a sporting event on, my Dad isn’t the one glued to the set- it’s her!
Supposedly, Dad gets antsy, nervous, and/or bored and can’t sit down and watch the entire game in full, but Mom, NO- she’s right there with her whole self wrapped up in that game. For this reason, when Ecuador tied today, there was obvious anxiety the entire time, and when it was time for us to sit down for supper, she ended up with a headache from the stress. It was great!! (I mean, not that she had a headache, but this woman’s “umph!” I tell ya what!)
And thus, I live with two very avid sports fans. I’m hoping to convince them to help me cheer on a certain beloved football team this weekend. The Buckeye Nation can always use more members, right?
So Ecuador because of this tie is still in the running to have a chance at the World Cup, but will have to prove themselves against Columbia (at least from what I understand).
Thus, I wait in eager and hopeful anticipation to see what will happen with both my fútbol and football team.
¡¡VAMOS ECUATORIANOS!! Y LET’S GO BUCKS!
Ps. On a sidenote- our food in the US is definitely dyed. Trident – yah, that red food coloring they put in the states does nothing. The white piece I just stuck in my mouth has the same pleasant cinnamony taste I’m used to minus the illusion that red=cinnamon. Cinnamon is brown anyways, so why do we think it’s red? Oh, U.S.A…. what am I going to do with you?
Friday, September 5, 2008
likes, and the opposite
i really like to spend time in the ceramics lab.
I don't like to read 8 pages in 2 hours.
I really like the free internet here
i don't like getting whistled at.
I really like my group of friends through my Bible study.
I don't like having to suspect that every person on the bus could rob me.
I really like Ecuador.
I don't like that I only have 4 months left to enjoy it.
I don't like to read 8 pages in 2 hours.
I really like the free internet here
i don't like getting whistled at.
I really like my group of friends through my Bible study.
I don't like having to suspect that every person on the bus could rob me.
I really like Ecuador.
I don't like that I only have 4 months left to enjoy it.
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
The case of the missing soap
Sometimes living with a family that´s not really yours is a mystery.
I haven´t figured out when or where my parents shower. Not that they smell (on the contrary, one day my dad was spritzing his Brazilian cologne all over and then squirted me so I smelled like Man for a day... oh fun) but I just wonder why I don´t ever see them use the bathroom I use. I don´t think it´s just my bathroom, since there´s only one other one and that´s the maids´.
The real mystery is this matter of soap. Sometimes it´s there... and sometimes it´s not. It´s like the traveling soap bar. Once or twice i´ve gone into the kitchen only to find my dad washing his face in the kitchen sink. At these times, I believe he takes the soap from the bathroom and then just kind of leaves it in the kitchen. I´m not sure what he has against the bathroom, maybe he prefers the larger kitchen sink. I don´t know. Other times, I have no idea where the bar of soap has gone. Is it in Rosi´s room? Did mom take it somewhere? Are we out? Beats me! So I´ll just stay prepared for anything, or nothing in terms of soap.
I haven´t died of a crazy bacteria yet.
In other news:
-my birthday here in Ecuador was one of the best I´ve ever had.
-I ran with 5000 other people on Sunday in the Nike 10k. It was a great cultural experience, and I felt really good with how Katie and I did.
-Skype is one of the best things ever created.
until next time,
I haven´t figured out when or where my parents shower. Not that they smell (on the contrary, one day my dad was spritzing his Brazilian cologne all over and then squirted me so I smelled like Man for a day... oh fun) but I just wonder why I don´t ever see them use the bathroom I use. I don´t think it´s just my bathroom, since there´s only one other one and that´s the maids´.
The real mystery is this matter of soap. Sometimes it´s there... and sometimes it´s not. It´s like the traveling soap bar. Once or twice i´ve gone into the kitchen only to find my dad washing his face in the kitchen sink. At these times, I believe he takes the soap from the bathroom and then just kind of leaves it in the kitchen. I´m not sure what he has against the bathroom, maybe he prefers the larger kitchen sink. I don´t know. Other times, I have no idea where the bar of soap has gone. Is it in Rosi´s room? Did mom take it somewhere? Are we out? Beats me! So I´ll just stay prepared for anything, or nothing in terms of soap.
I haven´t died of a crazy bacteria yet.
In other news:
-my birthday here in Ecuador was one of the best I´ve ever had.
-I ran with 5000 other people on Sunday in the Nike 10k. It was a great cultural experience, and I felt really good with how Katie and I did.
-Skype is one of the best things ever created.
until next time,
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