<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826</id><updated>2012-01-07T22:13:53.801+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Wowiee!  I live in Malawi!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-5075258820073466958</id><published>2007-12-20T00:38:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:38:44.399+03:00</updated><title type='text'>So maybe I won’t be home for Christmas, but...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Tuesday, December 18, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               So maybe I won’t be home for Christmas, but...                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); background-color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;1)  you know you teach in Africa when one of your students lists "electricity" as an ingredient to make milk shakes!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); background-color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;2)  I am not best friends with my family, but I have found myself really missing them during this holiday season.  So...  what to do about that?  Ok - this is dorky, but here's what I came up with:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); background-color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*  As a single woman, I'm "married to Jesus"  right?  ha.  anyway, when you're married, you split the holidays between the two families, right?  So this year, I"m spending the holidays with "His side of the family."  See, I told you it was dorky!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); background-color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*  Hey - what's a life motto good for if you don't ever use it?!?  If I say my life is about &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;True Love &amp;amp; High Adventure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;I better darned well be facing this current challenge - Christmas away from home - with an attitude of True Love (I love that I am exactly where God wants me just now!)  and High Adventure (What could be more of an adventure than Christmasing with a new family in a new country?!?)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); background-color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;So, we'll see how that goes.  Also, we'll see how potluck goes on Friday night.  It's my turn to plan it, (it = potluck meal for nearly 70 people) so I've decided that this week, the theme will be "Feliz Cumpleanos de Jesus!"  Care to join us for some fiesta casserole, churros and more?!?  If it goes over as well as the dinner that I cooked for the Moffetts tonight, I'll be a happy lady! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)  I am thankful for the rain, and praying against the return of the mullett!!  :)  and I miss you... Enjoy a cup of Christmas from your local starbucks for me, ok?  because I would if I could!  (it's the simple things right?!?)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-5075258820073466958?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/5075258820073466958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=5075258820073466958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/5075258820073466958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/5075258820073466958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-maybe-i-wont-be-home-for-christmas.html' title='So maybe I won’t be home for Christmas, but...'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-7176028695389599504</id><published>2007-12-20T00:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:38:12.230+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I should be studying the inside of my eyelids, but I was divinely inspired.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Sunday, December 09, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               I should be studying the inside of my eyelids, but I was divinely inspired.                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;Stuff I'm thankful for these days…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(I like blogging my thoughts sometimes; it makes them seem official. I realize it's pretty boring to read, though.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;pepani!)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;1.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have some cool friends here, and sometimes we do cool stuff.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;2.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love my church here!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Worshipping there always makes me grin! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;3.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It's Ngumbie – flying termite – season, which means that the rainy season is here!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I'm not a fan of thunderstorms, but I am happy about the weather deciding to cool off a bit.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I got to wear a cardigan to church tonight!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Anyway, these bugs (I swear they are so big you could ride them!) remind me that I'm in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/st1:place&gt;, and that new holiday traditions can be cool…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;4.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Connie made me a stocking and it's hanging at the Dehnert house! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;5.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have a friend who is always willing to rescue me should I need some man-help, and he texts to make sure that I've made it home safe after get togethers.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;6.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Paul realized that we were 8 people sharing 2 cars, and he says he'll work on replacing the 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; car.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;7.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My kids were GREAT last week!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and this week is shaping up to be pretty fun as well!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;8.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Did I mention who I was going to the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Lake&lt;/st1:place&gt; with after Christmas?!?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;hahahahha!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;9.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Am I a teenager again?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love wasting time on myspace music.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Molly and Micah are new favorites!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;10.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jack's new single comes out this week!!!!!!!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and Tyrone and Colbie have Christmas songs!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;11.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Santa Clause is coming in to the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Kamuzu&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;International&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Airport&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; next Saturday!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Who knows when his bags will get here, but Ms. Clause is coming too and she's one of my favorites!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;12.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It's almost my one year in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malawi&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; anniversary.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Whodathunk?!?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;ha!&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-7176028695389599504?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/7176028695389599504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=7176028695389599504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/7176028695389599504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/7176028695389599504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-should-be-studying-inside-of-my.html' title='I should be studying the inside of my eyelids, but I was divinely inspired.'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-4051181374502493135</id><published>2007-12-20T00:36:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:37:05.911+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Just call me Miss. Demeanor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Monday, December 03, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               Just call me Miss. Demeanor!                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;Court was fine today, very little trouble.  -- THANKS for yer prayers!! -- Things are so different here. They write your statement on a blank piece of computer paper, by hand.  They couldn't find it when I got there; the cop who said he'd meet me was no where to be found...  eventually they found it, we walked back to another section of this old old old run down building where the typist was just arriving to work and changed into her uniform, you know, as we were there!  They asked me if I pleaded guilty or innocent, and I said that yes I was in the car, yes I was on my phone, but no the car was not moving; that I was not familiar enough with the law to know what to plead, but that I didn't really care what I pleaded just so long as I could get out of there as soon as possible.  We determined that I should I plead guilty, so I did...  (what a weird feeling!)  and then proceeded to drive the typist, another "felon" and Mr. Blessings, my Malawian friend who came with me to make sure I didn't get the shaft, to another office down the road (real professional, hu, when they ask you for a ride!)  where I waited in my car while they magistrate decided how much my fine would be.  I got off with a k1,500 fine - $12! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the kicker:  my boss did some research into this while I was at court. He says that there are apparently all these random rules that you wouldn't even guess, like that you can't have an open can or bottle of ANYTHING in the car, even soda!  and that the cops are being given bonuses if they bring people in to court, (gotta get those Christmas bonuses somehow!)  so it is likely they're on the lookout for azungus (white people) messing up anyway.   It seems like I've been the guinea pig for a lot of things around here lately.  "Ooh, Lisa's stuff was stolen.  Maybe we ought to put better locks on the doors."  or "ooh Lisa was taken to court for something ridiculous, maybe we ought to look into what all the weird rules are."  So, apparently my job is to be here and make life easier for all the other missionaries by taking all the hits!  What's next, a killer case of malaria?   I bet I'll miss Christmas from malaria, wouldn't that just top all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...  your friend is a convicted felon in a 3rd world country, how does that make you feel?  ;)  love it!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-4051181374502493135?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/4051181374502493135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=4051181374502493135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/4051181374502493135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/4051181374502493135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-call-me-miss-demeanor.html' title='Just call me Miss. Demeanor!'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-8360493092084751777</id><published>2007-12-20T00:36:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:36:34.502+03:00</updated><title type='text'>this week’s cop stop...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Friday, November 30, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               this week’s cop stop...                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;My roommate put is best:  "Lisa, why do these things always happen to you?!?"  Well, you know the routine - every week it's some new harrowing experience for yours truly.  This week's episode:  police stations and a court date! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what I learned today?  It's illegal to talk on a cell phone when you're in the car.  Never mind that everyone here does it anyway, never mind that no one actually knows that it's the law.  Never mind that when I was on the phone, traffic was at a COMPLETE STANDSILL and I was answering a call from Mandy, who was worried that I had not found my destination yet...  so she heard the cop pound on my window and yell at me to turn up into the police station.  (this happened this afternoon, directly in front of the one police station in town, lucky me.)  *sigh, here we go again* I thought...  We negotiated for like an hour in his office...  you've got to understand that cops here can pretty much do whatever they want, there is NO consistency in ANYTHING, and the especially like to mess with the ex-pats, the white people who supposedly have all the money... He wanted to impound the car (sweet then we would be 8 people sharing ONE car in the academy carpool!); he wanted to keep my licence, he wanted to show me that he was the boss, cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My night in shining armor ended up being Matt Moffett, close friend and cool-guy extroidinare. (I was on the phone with his daughter when she heard the cop pound on my window, so she knew something had happened and came looking for me.)  Once he came, the cop wasn't at so much liberty to mess with me, thank goodness! Matt was able to vouch for me that yes, I would show up at court as promised, and in doing so, convinced the officer to let me leave with my car and my liscence. This is, of course, after we both wrote our statements...  not on anything official, but handwritten on a plain piece of paper he had lying around.  super official, hu?!?  ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I will spend Monday in court, awaiting a judge to hear my case.  I hear crazy things about the Malawian court system, it will be interesting to see it firsthand.  There is no telling if they will see me first thing in the morning, or if I will be there all day.  There is no telling if they will fine me or not, and how much they'll rip me off for if they do...  Love it here!  I have a feling I will really miss my kiddos on Monday...  man the biggest bummer of this is that now I have to find a sub and write sub plans!  agh!  And I was gonna be so excited about making it all semester without missing a day... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel like talking to The Big Guy about this, ask that they would see me quickly on Monday, and that the judge would be fair, instead of ripping me off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* November it hasn't been my month! but it's OK...  if it was easy all the time it wouldn't be Africa, right?!?  and this sort of stuff is half the adventure...  Here goes nothing! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-8360493092084751777?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/8360493092084751777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=8360493092084751777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/8360493092084751777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/8360493092084751777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-weeks-cop-stop.html' title='this week’s cop stop...'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-3976541780043256061</id><published>2007-12-20T00:35:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:35:59.796+03:00</updated><title type='text'>thanksgiving shopping, malawi style. :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Saturday, November 24, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               thanksgiving shopping, malawi style.  :(                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;Hello blog buddies.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I'm writing this on Friday night, but who knows when I'll get to post it – ever since the internet here Malawied all of you by sending my support letter approximately one million times, it's been out, *sigh*&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;there's more to life than connection with the outside world, I guess!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;So – Thursday – I think I blogged that morning as I was getting ready to go to school for international day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The big surprise when I got to school a few minutes after clicking "post blog" was this:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;my camera had been stolen!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;L-A-M-E!!!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Turns out that somebody has been using the locked closet in my classroom as their personal shopping mall…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My camera is usually at my house with me, but I had taken it to school on Wednesday to get some shots of my new bulletin board (dorky teacher, I know I know!) and I left it there, knowing I'd want photos from International day the next day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, seeing as how I discovered news approximately 2 minutes before all my kids came in, I spent a good part of the morning trying not to cry in front of them!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know it's just a camera, I know it's not the end of the world, but none the less, I felt violated; severely wronged.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Arg!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Anyway, that, plus the fact that it was Thanksgiving and I was not able to be with my family (as crazy as they are, yeah, I still miss being around them sometimes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;go figure!) , made Thursday my second 'I Really Don't Like Malawi Today' day this year.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(hey, 2 days in 3 ½ months, that's not too bad, right?)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Thankfully, today was better.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I slept till 10:am, thanks in part to staying up late baking bread with the girls, and in part to my best friend, Tylenol PM.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I spent the day cleaning up the kitchen then making a mess again.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I baked some dinner rolls that ended up being a hit at potluck tonight!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ms. Spencer said "I'm just surprised that a single can bake like this!"&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;as if, what, you only learn this stuff once you've got a ring on your finger?!?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;ha!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Anyway, that, and the fact that we all dressed up (not necessary, but sort of fun, since nice things like this don't happen all too often around here) made our Thanksgiving Potluck pretty swell.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There were a few pangs of I-miss-being-at-my-Aunt's- house-with-my-family, but I can't complain.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have it pretty good here, and I knew that being here would mean sacrificing special things like being home for the holidays.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ooh, by the way, my brother is getting married in January.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Know where I'll be?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not on the white sands of &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Casa de Somethingrahter&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Mexico&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, with the&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;bride, groom, nephew, and the rest of the fam… I'll be here, waiting for the photos.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Cool.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;So ahh…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;yeah.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Keep me in mind during this holiday season, por favor.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am OOBER thankful that this season will NOT be one of mass consumerism-mania, but I'd like to think that the crazy catholic polish church on &lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;Rose   Drive&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt; in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Fullerton&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; will miss me on Christmas eve, because I'll miss it…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God sets the lonely in families, and we're gearing up for a Dehnert &amp;amp; Moffet &amp;amp; Lisa lake trip for Christmas so it's not like I'll be all on my lonesome or anything.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Tomorrow we're venturing to the northern part of &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malawi&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; to check out a campground that I've been hearing good things about…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade camp, possibly?!?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Time will tell!  &lt;span style=""&gt;Tionana, my friends! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-3976541780043256061?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/3976541780043256061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=3976541780043256061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/3976541780043256061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/3976541780043256061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/thanksgiving-shopping-malawi-style.html' title='thanksgiving shopping, malawi style. :('/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-7545433295919860398</id><published>2007-12-20T00:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:35:34.131+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Identity crisis? no way!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Sunday, November 18, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               Identity crisis?  no way!                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;heya!  lock in for another random "how it's been" ride, if that's something that might hold your attention for a few. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my last "life here is random" letter I failed to mention my door crisis.  For the past 4 weeks, the door to my classroom has not been able lock, and for the past 2 weeks it hasn't even been able to close.  Lovely.  In a country full of thieves, where we have bars over all our windows, that was lovely.  I got to play the patience game, and then William (henceforth referred to as My Hero) swooped in to save the day.  Rumor has it he might install my white board one of these days too!  What more can a girl ask for?!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my weekend.  Friday was nice, I wasn't as exhausted as I usually am.  I have been pondering whether or not I am doing a decent job in the classroom - being real critical of why I do things and how I do them, you know?  Those six hours each day just FLY by, and I want to be making the best use of our time...  (If anyone has discovered the secret of life in 6th grade, please fill me in!)  Fun times at potluck...  Jessica came over afterwords to watch a flick, but, being the old ladies, Charisa, Jessica and I all fell asleep by 10:30 and had to save the end of the flick till later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday...  I decided that Saturdays are perfect if you are doing the opposite of whatever you did for the previous weekend.  Last weekend I went to Dedza with the ladies, so this weekend I kicked it at the convent.  I walked and podcasted, then set up camp on my khonde (porch) and read an entire kid's novel (an accomplishment for me, ok?!?) before noon.  Good thing, because I need to start it with my kids MAWA (tomorrow!)  In the afternoon, Annie and Megan came up to bake a pumpkin pie!!  We baked the pumpkin and made the crust...  No Costco and no can-openers for the pie, baby!  Finally, I spent the evening watching a High School Musical marathon with Janelle and the Dehnerts for my sweet Janellie's 10th b-day.  Love them! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Alex (AKA The Band - apparently I like naming guys around here!) rocked CCBC this morning, and when I got home, A&amp;amp;M came back up for more kitchen time.  We did our pie soufflé style (read:  YUM) and had leftover pumpkin to make some pumpkin bread.  After a picnic on my new bed (2 twins pushed together = a king = plenty of room for all of us to lounge and play!) we sang some Christmas carols and wrote special Life at ABC Lyrics for The 12 Days of Christmas - hilarious, I must say!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No ultimate today, as bonding with the ladies took precedence, so I made it to chapel on time for once!  Sean, who will pastor the Flood Malawi church, spoke about enduring discipline; good stuff!  the ladies came back up to the top of the hill for some sufficiently cooled pie - DELISH!  yeah man!  and THAT'S why you can call me BETTEY now!!  Betty, as in, Ms. Crocker!  hehe!  We watched a flick and I actually graded papers through it - I can never multi-task that way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After John Nash got the Nobel Prize, the party was over, but I knew of another party...  on the 5th try, Global phone connected me with all my extended family at their pre-turkey day bash.  It was a regular old "Pass-the-Lisa" and I was thankful to talk to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ahh...  yes, random and pointless, but here's the thing...  I like my life here.  I'm thankful for my kids, even when they drive me crazy and I stay up late lesson planning and grading papers.  and even when they call my cell phone to find out what page the math homework was on.  Sheesh!  ;)  I like my friends here (though I MISS YA'LL!!!!!!!!) and I must say that rocking the convent is pretty fun.  (The convent, by the way, is my house... My roommate is a single 30 year old and we live next door to a 40 year old single woman whose adopted daughter is in my profile pic - Caroline is the most precious 2 year old on the face of the planet!!!!  Anyway, I probably committed myself to a lifetime of being a single missionary when I moved in here, but I'm discovering that's not such a bad thing after all...  you can't spend 4 hours reading on the khonde and have the girls over to bake all day when you aren't rocking the convent, you know!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that...  another arduous week begins in about 4 hours.  Why the heck must I stay awake so long on Sunday evenings, anyway?!?   Good thing I have imported Dew!  ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS TO KEEP AN EYE OUT FOR: &lt;br /&gt;* a new newsletter in your e-mail; send me your e-mail address if I don't have it!  You can laugh at what a dork I am along with the rest of everyone!  and this one is in a new format so I don't think I can blog it. &lt;br /&gt;*I was excited by a devo from staff meeting a while ago...  I'm gonna write it out into a devotional article somethingrather and blog it.  tight. &lt;br /&gt;*when I figure out how to, I'll let you listen to my kiddos; I recorded them reading James and it's pretty sweet to listen to!  especially because of their accents, hehe!  ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK - lesson planning time!  Tionana Mawa, my friends! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-7545433295919860398?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/7545433295919860398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=7545433295919860398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/7545433295919860398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/7545433295919860398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/identity-crisis-no-way.html' title='Identity crisis? no way!'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-8554175422192075319</id><published>2007-12-20T00:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:33:25.389+03:00</updated><title type='text'>long and boring... crazy tidbits of life here lately!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Thursday, November 08, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               long and boring... crazy  tidbits of life here lately!                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Life has just been a little on the wild side around here lately, so I thought I'd blog about it.  Because, you know, thats cool...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday: (grocery shopping w/ Konnie and Caroline day) groceries, yay...  excited to go home and cook for some neighbors I was having over!  However...  dun dun dun...  on the way home, at a common Malawian cop stop, they found that the tags on the car I was driving (not mine - it's owned and "maintained" by the academy I work for) were expired...  this is a bog time offense around here.  So with my limited Chichewa and his broken English, the cop and I discussed for about an hour what should happen.  Thank goodness I talked him out of hauling me away and impounding the car!  Eventually we got the guy who is in charge of the cars down there to help.  I ended up w/ some melted ice cream (first and last time i buy ice cream here!) and no dinner plans, as all my guests had found other means of feeding themselves since I was MIA.  Cool advneture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday night:  Since we couldn't decide between going bowling or going to the drive-in (HA) we were entertaining ourselved by hand-making tortilla chips (or our malawian versians of them!)  at mi casa into the wee hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(background info:)  Theres this spider here called a ChopChop - it has 4 fang-like teeth sticking out of the front of it's face, and it's super vicious.  A small one will be the size of your pinky, a large one will be nearly double that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just as we get to the point of chopping some tomatoes for salsa, Ii see something scurry across the floor... ooh it's a bug right? I alert Andy and Heather, and promptly jump up on the counter!  I ask Andy to get it, you know, since he's the dude.  He chases it around the kitchen and traps it under a cup, then we get it into a jar after some fuss. Cool!  We have a chop chop!  My kids will love checking this guy out right now, as our classroom is a living terrarium since we're studying bugs in science class.   I decide to go outside to look for a beetle to feed it, but instead of a beetle, I found another HUGE chop chop out there! Of course, I holler for Andy and Heather to come help me catch it.  Unfortunately, Andy squished this one in the catching it process, but we got it, and then we put the two in the same cage (with some hillarious difficulty, all of which Heather caught on tape!)  I tell you - the term CAGEFIGHTING has never been more appropriate! Both the chop-chops were wounded somehow; but the big one and the little one were each trying to bite into each other; rip the  other's legs off, etc.  it was rad!!! and this all happened in my kitchen!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Thursday (groceries day) Konnie and Caroline were no where to be found, sad day, so I set out into town on my own.  Nothing like  atheraputic day battling the streets of Lilongwe, hu?  After picking up a b-day present for one of my students who invited me ot her b-day party tomorrow, the car wouldn't start.  Hrmmm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I depart for a ninute to explain my car situation.  1- I miss Janie.  2- I'm thankful to be so well taken care of here, and to have access to wheels w/o the hassle of owning them.  3- there are three junky cars that any of the teachers who live on campus all share, there are about 9 of us in the carpool.  Last night one of the teachers got into a car accident and I hear that she totalled the academy car she was in.  She's recovering well; stitches; we're very thankful it was not worse!  Details of the accident are still muddy, but anyway we're down to just two cars, fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now this car was not starting!  I called AAA...  sike!  haha!  (ps - there are NO bowling alleys or movie theaters in all of Malawi, that part was a JOKE.)  I called to be picked up by the girls who had the one remaining car, but I knew it would be a while.  So, I became Malawian, and walked to the grocery store and to the outdoor market!  yeah I'm cool.  After I made it back to the car, I saw some ABC students hanging out waiting for their parents to finish shopping, so we kicked it.  I helped AJ with his math, and then his dad helped me with my car!  It was just a battery shortage or something dorky, but neither Bonita Vista nor HIU offered mechanics courses, so how would I have known??  Anyway, rad, I could drive off, and the whole ordeal only took about an hour.  Amazingly, I was still able to cook the "Fiesta Casserole" as Nate dubbed it, and we had a FUN dinner!  homemade tortilla chips w/ fresh homemade guac and salsa; the fiesta casserole and some festive homemade spanish rice...  watch out Betty!  ;)  Ooh - homemade cookies for desert...  May I please announce that the only recapie I used for ALL this was for the tortilla chip dough?!?  Malawi does cool things to you like this.   But don't tell my mom about my new numbchuck skills, because then she'll make me cook next time I'm there!  (whenever that will be)  agh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with that... i'm POOPED!  I should be developing book reports and science projects for my kiddos to do; I should be grading their writing; I should be keeping up w/ my other weekly commitments...  but for now, my feet are tired so I'm laying in bed, and I felt divinely inspired to blog a little bit about what life here is like!  I'm sure this would make more sense if I were writing while I was actually coherent, but ahh, that's overrated!  So ahh...  keep an eye out for chip-chops, and know that you've got a friend in the M-Dub who loves ya and misses you!  but she also knows that she is right where she needs to be, and she's in love with her 6th graders! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-8554175422192075319?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/8554175422192075319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=8554175422192075319' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/8554175422192075319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/8554175422192075319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/long-and-boring-crazy-tidbits-of-life.html' title='long and boring... crazy tidbits of life here lately!'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-4172856366694347474</id><published>2007-12-20T00:28:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:28:58.642+03:00</updated><title type='text'>the prayer letter that is brief like...?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Monday, October 22, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               the prayer letter that is brief like...?!?                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana; color: green;"&gt;Friends and family!  Blessings, happiness and hello! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prayers of the righteous are powerful and effective (James 5:16) and since prayer is the shortest distance between you and me (Bonhoeffer), I'd like to send a prayer update this month.  Thanks for partnering in the work going on here in Malawi through your prayers and support!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Praises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*We have completed our first of four terms at school!  The students have been working hard and growing in knowledge.  We recited James 1:1-21 to the rest of the upper school students at our last chapel, and WOW!  I wish you all could have been there - the kids rocked it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I had an optional field trip for my students and their families to hike a local mountain a few Saturdays ago.  The invite attracted 18 people, and half of us, including 2 of my 3 students who came, made it to the top!  It was a terrific day to be in God's great outdoors! And another praise - it hasn't been sweltering hot here yet!  We've only been in the high 80's and low 90s.  And the best news of all...?  After waiting only 7 school weeks, they have finally installed ceiling fans in my classroom!  Now we can face the real heat waves with a bit more courage!  (This seems an appropriate time to mention the fires in So Cal; let's be in prayer about that craziness, ok?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*We have had this past week off as a mid-term break, which has been a refreshing time of rest and fun, but also a strong reminder of why I am here - I really just love being in my class with my kids!  I'm excited to get the new term rolling with them next week.  Anyway, praise God for the relationships I am blessed to be a part of here on campus, and for the safety he has covered us with as we travel on these dangerous Malawian roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The generator for part of campus that I live on has been fixed, and so has the internet for my home!  It's incredible to think that I've had mostly consistent electricity and internet for about 3 weeks now - wow! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Needs and Prayer Requests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Well, you see...  Rachel my Plummer would be proud of me...  Lately I've been learning more than I ever cared to know about plumbing and city water and reserve water tanks and bucket showers...  This is a problem that has been persisting since long before I arrived, and to be fair, I sort of knew what I was getting myself into.  I didn't know how creative I could get with a lack of water, or that  convenient hygiene would be a blessing rather than a given.  Please pray that a solution would be reached and put into place sooner rather than later! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*It has become apparent that there is a severe shortage of an essential nutritional product on the shelves of Malawian grocery stores.  As this product has given me the ability to function beyond my own capabilities at times, I find this news troubling.  With much concern, I ask you to keep this need of mine, and the whole continent's actually, in prayer so that we might find ourselves receiving the full benefits of our nutritional supplements.  The product of which I speak, you ask?  Mt. Dew, of course!  How silly of you to even wonder!  ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On a more academic note, this week is I am holding parent teacher conferences.  I always anticipate the time to focus on each child individually with the people who love them the most.  Please pray that these meetings would be effective in connecting with the families and meeting my student's academic needs now, as well as in preparing them to become young men and women who make a difference in the world! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*With a few of our teachers pregnant and due in the spring, we are beginning to look for teachers to come finish out the school year with us.  We're looking for a pre-school teacher, and an upper school teacher to cover a variety of subjects.  We are adding another 2nd grade class next year, so we're looking for a teacher for that position, too.  If you or anyone you know might be interested in joining the ABCCA fun, talk to me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Thanks so much for making my time here possible!  I am still raising support for $800/ month + the cost of a flight home.  Your monthly support and one time gifts are directly impacting the lives of students and their families here at African Bible College Christian Academy.  Thanks for making that a priority!  Isn't it cool to see God work through you?!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, thanks thanks thanks for being my far-away-friends!  You are loved and missed!  (Especially on your birthdays, all you who have been celebrating lately!)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through Him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Kowalski&lt;br /&gt;ABCCA 2007 - 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How can I contribute to this ministry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  - http://www.africanbiblecolleges.org/dir_kowalski_lisa.asp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What am I supporting, anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  - http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-3775214202663584994&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Verdana; color: green;"&gt;I know Lisa's been working a lot, but has she been having any fun there? http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=20376755&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-4172856366694347474?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/4172856366694347474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=4172856366694347474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/4172856366694347474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/4172856366694347474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/prayer-letter-that-is-brief-like.html' title='the prayer letter that is brief like...?!?'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-4695042226876274659</id><published>2007-12-20T00:25:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:26:09.366+03:00</updated><title type='text'>video postcards... wish you were here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Friday, October 19, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               video postcards... wish you were here!                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;Life in Lilongwe has been pretty silly lately. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=20376755"&gt;undefined Ostrich Dance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object enablejsurl="false" enablehref="false" saveembedtags="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" data="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" height="386" width="480"&gt;   &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;   &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;   &lt;param name="movie" value="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf"&gt;   &lt;param name="flashvars" value="m=20376755&amp;amp;type=video&amp;amp;v=2"&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.addToProfileConfirm&amp;amp;videoid=20376755&amp;amp;title=undefined%20Ostrich%20Dance"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=19764209"&gt;undefined jumping in the sunset&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object enablejsurl="false" enablehref="false" saveembedtags="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" data="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" height="386" width="480"&gt;   &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;   &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;   &lt;param name="movie" value="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf"&gt;   &lt;param name="flashvars" value="m=19764209&amp;amp;type=video&amp;amp;v=2"&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-4695042226876274659?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/4695042226876274659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=4695042226876274659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/4695042226876274659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/4695042226876274659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/video-postcards-wish-you-were-here.html' title='video postcards... wish you were here!'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-1227170900972557124</id><published>2007-12-20T00:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:25:09.574+03:00</updated><title type='text'>big weekending and what I’m thankful for</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Monday, October 15, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               big weekending and what I’m thankful for                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;I was driving out to a swim meet on Saturday when it happened...  I'm sorry to report that I was involved in a hit-and-run that killed a small malawian kid.  The accident happened just outside of Salima; we hadn't even been driving for an hour yet! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to keep driving; our car would have been mobbed by angry people if we had stopped.  Of course, we were shocked and very saddened by what had happened!  After that I was extra, super cautious - anything can happen on these Malawian roads!  As it was, I had to bring the car to a complete stop for a broken ox-cart in the road as well as a few other cows and goats who had nothing better to do than to wander onto the only road for miles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to some crazy directions, we ended up taking the scenic route.  It was super beautiful, but mega pot-hole-y!  The driver's seat was on hydrolics or something, so getting to Club Mak was almost as fun as a day at 6 flags!  (Except for the casualty, of course.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally arrived.  We told our friends about the adventuresome travels we had already experienced (and it was only 11am!) and they agreed that, though the situation was tragic, we handled it in the right way.   We then settled in to enjoy the races!  It was the Club Mak Mile, and swimmers from all over Malawi had come to join in.  So, after months and months of practicing, my race was finally here!   I completed my 1/2 mile race no problem...  but just kidding about the months and months of training part - Annie and I joined in the races randomly at the very last minute!  haha!  Kaitlin, a girl in my class, swam next to me just for fun, but yeah she could have kicked my butt if she wanted to!  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a nap on the beach and a nice lunch, we headed out to a cottage on the lake - you think we have money to actually stay at club mak?!?  ha! I don't think so!  Not this time anyway. The other teachers and I joined the Harthoorn family at a lakeside cottage not far away.  We were able to talk about what had happened with the Salima kid the previous day, which was healing because we were still bummed about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, and the fact that I was malawied by the water again (read:  sick!)... I had about enough energy to take more naps and catch up on some reading! Highlights from when I wasn't reading or napping were swimming in the lake and being attacked by a SMALL FISH (which was not so much a fish as it was Spawn of the Loch Ness Monster!  I survived, though, fear not!) and hiking to the top of the mountain as the sun set behind the bay...  Sometimes Malawi is prety stinkin goregeous! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got the pictures to prove that we went to a crocadile farm earlier today, so I finally got to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kiss a crocadile&lt;/span&gt;!  (Now all I have to do here is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hug a hippo&lt;/span&gt; and I will be set to go!)  Anyway, that was a great excursion, and then we were off, headed back to Lilongwe life.  We detoured briefly to stop at the teen missions headquarters, since Corey and I are both TMI alums - wow flashbacks!!  It was wild!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm back home with a to-do list a mile long that begins with FINISH GRADES FOR THIS TERM!!  and ends...  ahh, I don't know where yet!  It will be a good week off though, I'm sure!  I'm super thankful for it, thats for sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what else I'm thankful for?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm thankful that the kid that I hit in the road on Saturday was not somebody's child, but a baby goat.&lt;/span&gt;  (I got ya, hu?!?)  Still tragic, none the less, but it could have been worse! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-1227170900972557124?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/1227170900972557124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=1227170900972557124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/1227170900972557124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/1227170900972557124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/big-weekending-and-what-im-thankful-for.html' title='big weekending and what I’m thankful for'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-5353744243118830768</id><published>2007-12-20T00:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:24:17.992+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Update Letter with all the cool Links!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Sunday, September 30, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               The Update Letter with all the cool Links!                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;Greetings! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another month has come and gone here at ABC, so it's about time for an official "Hello All!" from me to you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having completed 5 weeks of school already, it's safe to say that we're in full swing.  Highlights from September include an upper school back-to-school game-day bash, a field-trip to the local plant nursery, and tomorrow my students are turning in their first big reports:  their Dendrologist Reports!  (For those of you who were about to Google that term, a dendrologist is someone who studies trees, so this is just a fancy name for tree reports, ha!)  We have memorized the first 16 verses of James, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;we've begun learning about algebra in math&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;, and we are nearly through our first novel, Maniac Magee....  basically, we're learning stuff and blessed to be here!  ;)  Feel free to check out the new pictures at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://lalalady911.myphotoalbum.com&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(a site that rarely cooperates with me, so forgive me because it's a work-in-progress!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite after-school activity so far has been watching the sunsets from my front porch while sipping cold sweet tea, and hanging out with the neighbors.  It has been very windy recently, and there have been a few days that I had no other choice than to take my kite out and and dive-bomb some kids!  However, with the official start of after school activities, things have really picked up around here.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please pray that I would be effective not only in the classroom, but in the other areas of my work at ABCCA. &lt;/span&gt; I lifeguard at the pool twice weekly, and within the next few weeks we will launch a junior high and high school girl's Bible study, which I will be leading.  I am still involved in taking the students out to Chitipi, an orphan home where our students are able to develop relationships and minister to the kids there.  We go to Chitipi every other week, and on the weeks we don't go there, I am launching a yearbook club, with hopes of producing something decent by the end of the year!  The logistics are still being worked out, but I, for one, am really anticipating what we could do with this!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful that it hasn't been too hot yet, but we're entering October, the hottest month in Malawi, so I guess I'm in for a surprise!  Another area of surprise around here is what will or will not be working each day.  I was so excited to be able to report to you that finally, today has been the first day in over a month when everything  (the  electricity, the internet, the water and the water heater) have all been working, but alas, when I came home from ultimate frisbee and was in desperate need of a refreshing shower, the water was off once again. Cool. On one hand, living this way keeps you on your toes...  you never know when you will be able to cook lunch or when you'll have to bust out the peanut butter for a simple sandwich; you never know when you will get to take a real shower, or when it will be a bucket shower, or whether or not you'll get to flush the toilet.  Graphic, perhaps, but I wanted to illustrate the implications of inadequate basics on a day-to-day basis.  Generally, these are just minor inconveniences that you come to expect when you live in Malawi, but when you think about the fact that this stuff should be working and it's ridiculous that it's not but you can't do anything about it yourself, you start to pray for patience and endurance!  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Any prayer for our generator and our water tower to be restored to working order would be much appreciated! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I heard that "convenience never produces character," so I guess I am getting a major character work-our these days! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, the fun part...  Last semester, a few guys came out to spend time at the Academy and capture footage for a "come teach at ABCCA" video.  That video is now completed, and you can see it at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-3775214202663584994&lt;/span&gt; Keep in mind, the videographers were here during the my mullet-meets-80's-wave phase, so yes, you have permission to make fun of my horrible haircut.  Ahh, the sacrifices...!  ha!  All mullet jokes aside, when you see this video, not only will you get a chance to "meet" some of my co-workers and our students, but you'll get to see the motivation behind the ministry.  I trust that you will get the warm-fuzzies the way I did with the reminder that YES, we are changing the future of Africa here at ABCCA.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;May this 8-minute video enhance your understanding of ABCCA and your passion for what God is doing in Malawi!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blessings and thanks for those of you who have taken it upon yourselves to $upport and pray for my ministry here!  &lt;/span&gt;You truly play a vital role in the ministry of ABC Christian Academy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I have been able to understand new truths from God that have been carrying me through the personal aspects of living far from the familiar.  Though I have never doubted that Malawi is where I belong right now, it's not always easy! I am thankful that I get to share life with my students, but on the other hand, I often remember that I am missing out on sharing life with my family and friends back home.  For example, I won't get to meet my new nephew until he is nearly walking, and I will be absent from two close friend's weddings in the coming months. I read that "God is not limited by out circumstances; Our geographical location does not thwart His will or purpose," but I would still appreciate a few prayers for the "I'm far from home" aspect of my commitment here.  Zikomo!  :)  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And by the way, it is always great to hear from you guys!  I'm not the only one who has exciting stories and prayer requests to share!&lt;/span&gt;  ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, let's embrace October and all that God has in store for us, shall we?!?  Bonhoeffer reminds us that "the&lt;br /&gt;most direct way to others is always through prayer to Christ," so let's continue to keep each other in prayer.  Besides the previously mentioned prayer requests, please lift up my financial support to the Lord.  Currently I have just over half of what I need to be here for the 6th grade school year. For those of you who want to join in the fun, things just got a little more exciting!  You can still send a check with my name on it to African Bible College, Inc.  P.O. Box 103, Clinton, MS 39060&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;   OR... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;check this out!  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://www.africanbiblecolleges.org/dir_kowalski_lisa.asp&lt;/span&gt;  Pretty snazzy, hu?!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed and thankful,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    See, I am doing a new thing!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    Now it springs up, do you not receive it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    I am making a way in the desert, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    and streams in the wasteland. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                            -Isaiah 43:19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-5353744243118830768?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/5353744243118830768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=5353744243118830768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/5353744243118830768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/5353744243118830768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/update-letter-with-all-cool-links.html' title='The Update Letter with all the cool Links!'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-284488525334884258</id><published>2007-12-20T00:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:20:34.323+03:00</updated><title type='text'>"I just saw a big mini-bus!" - Caroline, age 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Thursday, September 27, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               "I just saw a big mini-bus!" - Caroline, age 2                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;Every once in a while I feel as if I'm in the middle of exactly where God wants me, and that I'm doing exactly what he created me - crazy, dorky me, to do.  Once in a while summer camp makes me feel like this, and since I have had my own classroom, I've been blessed to be caught in moments like this a little more often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tonight?  wow! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent some time researching a few projects for ABCCA this evening, and I've got to tell you, I'm just so excited!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(*ABCCA - African Bible College Christian Academy in Lilongwe, Malawi.  We've got about 300 students, including my 17 sixth graders who are some of the most incredible people that you'll never meet, but I get to kick it with them day in and day out!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first project is making a school yearbook.  ABCCA hasn't had one of these yet, so Annie and I are going to try to make it happen.  So much has changed in the yearbook world since I was last in it, as editor of the yearbooks in jr high and high school.  You can do all the photos and layouts and copy and submitting ONLINE now (well, assuming you have electricity and an internet connection, which tend to be luxaries around here, ha!)  So thats cool.  I get to find out prices, pitch the idea to my boss, convince kids to be excited about doing extra work in their free time, and see what happens! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I'm trying to bring the idea of 6TH GRADE CAMP to ABCCA!  This would be brand new to our school and probably the country.  The thought of planning this and being responsible for all my students and our transport and the programs and the learning and all that jazz is quite overwhelming, but I think it will be worth it for the kids!!  The thing is, I can't just call up Cuyamaca and get my kids into their own pre-existing program for a week!  I've got to scout out all the options for myself and work within the malawian culture to try to make things happen.  I'll be visiting a crocodile farm, a few wildlife reserves, a few safari places, and hopefully a Malawian Museum in the upcoming months to determine what the calss could do for a meaningful 6th grade camp.  I've got so many ideas swimming around in my brain, I just hope that whatever happens will be awesome.  I already know that our guest teacher will be awesome - Jolene is flying out to visit me and be a part of our 6th grade camp too!!  SO RAD!!  Anyway, my ideas at this point are broad and vague, I just want something awesome for the kids!  (feel free to pray that awesome things would happen in this area, if you'd like!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ahh...  the part about how it feels cool to be doing what God made you to do?  I still remember that dorky leadership class at Hope; no, not "F. Y. Die"  haha, but the J-term class I took with V and Bethany and Isaiah and Chris and Albert and tons of other people...  I remember that class came right when I was in the middle of "The Royal Decree"  It was then that I took my first Strengthsfinder test...  They say I'm a Maximizer; ha!  do you think?!?  they say I'm an Arranger and a Developer...  Yeah, I guess so..  it's projects like a yearbook and a 6th grade camp that thrill and excite me, though sometimes they also wear me out because I know I'm just asking to be Malawied or super stressed or whatever. But, I'm diving in, so here goes nothing!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I read recently that God is not limited by our circumstances; that our geographical location does not thwart his will or purpose.  That's a rad truth to rest in - God is bigger than the fact that I live on the other side of the world from my previous life, and my current location is IN his plan, not in the WAY OF his plan.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I was reminded through a few verses at the end of Isaiah that God won't bring bring the labor pains without bringing forth the new life that makes it all worth it...   At times, life here is like "labor."  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(case in point:  my first week back here was awesome, everything was in decent working order all the time.  Weeks 2-4, our internet was out.  we were told daily that someone would come and it would be fixed.  Three Weeks Later, we've got internet again, whew!  That very weekend, the power went out all weekend.  I nearly lost all the food I had in the fridge! I had electricity randomly in the middle of the night on Saturday, enough to skype with my fam and see Brian holding his new baby,(awww!) but come Monday morning I was getting dressed in the dark!  the electricity did come back on that afternoon, yahooiee, however, since then I haven't had hot water and since last night I haven't had running water at all!  I took a shower from a bucket this morning!  so if it's not one thing, it's another, and thats how it goes! If you think of it, pray that our generator gets fixed and that they will build a new water tank here VERY SOON!  Either that, or pray that I'd have a good attitude about this!  I usually do, but sometimes it's still a bit of a bother, like when the power goes out when I've decided to cook a decent meal for once!  Ahh, the thrill of being Malawied...!  haha!)  Yes, that was a nice case-in-point!  &lt;/span&gt;;)  Anyway, God is not going to bring us through the labor pains for nothing; there is a beautiful new life waiting at the end!  and then, that new life is just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;another &lt;/span&gt;beginning! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I have really felt like I'm on the brink of something BIG, that God has got his hands moving and that I can't even imagine how it will all end up.  You know, I found some notes from a church sermon from almost a year ago, do you know what I had prayed that night?  "God, I want something that is NOT OF ME."  and yeah, ahh, can you just see how God answers these crazy prayers??!?!?!  I know that I am here in the first place, not because of me and not of me, but through Christ and Christ alone!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thats Lisa in a nutshell these days.  I've got to hit the sack now...  ShopRite is out of Mt Dew so I had to buy it at the F-dub where it is 109 kwachainstead of k89!  So I'll have to curb my Dewage...  (Don't worry, I only have like 2 or 3 a week!  it's the simple pleasures, ok?!?)  Tomorrow my kids have a Bible lesson quiz, a James memorization test, a spelling quiz, a math chapter test, a literature quiz, and one more quiz that I cna't even remember...  Anyway, I have to be in a decent mood to carry them through all that mumbo jumbo- what kind of teacher does that to her kids anyway?!?  On top of that, they have a "dendrologist report" (tree report) due on Monday; come on!  give 'em a rest!!  heheh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyelids....getting...heavy... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for letting me share this cool stuff with you.  Thanks for doing whatever it is that you do when you feel like you're in the middle of where God wants you to be, and that you are doing exactly what you were created to do!  No one said it was easy, but it's sort of fun hu?!?  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tionana...  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh yeah, haha, this is pretty dorky, you can go here and make fun of me:  http://www.africanbiblecolleges.org/dir_kowalski_lisa.asp  or just see whats up with ABC, etc.  cool. (Ask Kevin what ABC stands for these days - HA HA HA!!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and I miss you...  write me!  :)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-284488525334884258?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/284488525334884258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=284488525334884258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/284488525334884258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/284488525334884258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-just-saw-big-mini-bus-caroline-age-2.html' title='&quot;I just saw a big mini-bus!&quot; - Caroline, age 2'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-6689412782722536242</id><published>2007-12-20T00:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:19:28.007+03:00</updated><title type='text'>One week down, 35 to go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;                             Saturday, September 01, 2007&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               One week down, 35 to go!                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Just a note to let you know that I'm back in Malawi and mostly settled in! &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was such a joy to see my students again, and I am looking forward to getting to know the new kids better throughout the year.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Joining us are Sho from Japan, Geerten who spent the past year in Canada, and Caleb who spent the last year in Missouri. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A silly highlight of these past two weeks has been that when I arrived, I may not have had any furniture, books, or supplies in my classroom, but I sure had coconut trees in there!! &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A friend of mine painted them in the back of the room, and as you can imagine, that just lights my happy-lamp like none other! &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;There is a whole beach / ocean theme in there which I can't wait for you to see.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lalalady911.myphotoalbum.com/albums.php" target="_blank"&gt;http://lalalady911.myphotoalbum.com/albums.php&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I'll be taking more shots as the room gets finished. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My bulletin board was just installed the day before yesterday, and I am still waiting for the other white board! &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Monday is Parent Night so I hope it will look decent by then, but hey, I already knew that living in Malawi teaches you patience…!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On Monday night, one thing I will be sharing with the parents of my students is something I ran across called "31 Biblical Virtues to Pray for Your Kids" I am attaching this prayer guide for you, for suggestions of ways that you can pray for my students as well as kids in your own lives! &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Secondly, my students and I are memorizing James this year! &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;That translates into memorizing about 4 verses a week, which will be a challenge for all of us, but I am really excited to see how God used these scriptures to grow us. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I have invited my student' parents to join us in this quest, and I'd like to extend the same invitation to you. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I already know of a few people state-side who are memorizing this book along with us; when my kids found out about that they were really encouraged, and their excitement for this task grew. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Let me know if you're up for it, and I'll provide you with info for when we are memorizing which verses. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In any case, will you pray that God works in big ways through the book of James in our lives?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thanks!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As for life outside of the classroom, well, I haven't had much of one yet, but I do have good news:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have been pleasantly surprised at how well my new living arrangements have been going so far! &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Sure, this is probably a honeymoon period of sorts, but nonetheless I am thankful to be living "at the top of the hill" with my new roommate Charisa. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;There are plenty of new teachers and new families on campus that I am looking forward to getting to know, as well. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As I close, I would just like to thank you for the various roles that each of you play in the fact that I'm able to be teaching here. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Your prayers move mountains, and I really appreciate the air-time you give my students and me! &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Secondly, over the summer, a little over half of the money for my term here came in. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Thanks, thanks, thanks!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Will you continue to pray that the finances would come in as God would have it?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you haven't been a part of what is going on here at ABCCA, I invite you to ask God if joining in is for you. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Irwin McManus has said that "passionate people create the context in which the rest of us live." Thanks for letting me share my passions with you, thanks for helping me create a Godly context for my students to learn in, and thanks especially for sharing your own passions in the contexts that you are creating for others in your communities. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The Lord's work is so big and I love that we can all fit into it in one way or another! &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Praise Him and missing you but loving Lilongwe, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Support checks can be sent to African Bible College, Inc.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;P.O. Box 103, Clinton, MS 39060, or you can take a Visa or Mastercard to &lt;a href="http://www.africanbiblecollege.com/abc_givenow.asp" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.africanbiblecollege.com/abc_givenow.asp&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Just make sure that my name is on the check or in the comment box…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zikomo!! &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And ahh, you already know where to send the prayer requests.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-6689412782722536242?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/6689412782722536242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=6689412782722536242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/6689412782722536242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/6689412782722536242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-week-down-35-to-go.html' title='One week down, 35 to go!'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-1699338956652896927</id><published>2007-12-20T00:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:17:54.740+03:00</updated><title type='text'>just a little summer update :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Wednesday, August 08, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               just a little summer update :)                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;Happy August, friends and family! August has always been my favorite month of the year, and this year itpromises to be a crazy August yet again.  But silly me, I've alreadyjumped ahead...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;In &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;, my students and I said good by to 5th grade and 'tionana', or 'see yousoon' to one another.  I had a minor 35 hour commute home from work,and much to the surprise of my family, showed up at home in sunny SanDiego!  I slept for nearly a week straight, then got busy withappreciating America!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;VBS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;atPaseo Del Rey was so rad to be a part of this summer!!  I was thankfulto be able to be around for it.  I accepted Christ 20 years ago at thissame VBS, so I admit that part of it was a bit nostalgic!  Visitingwith people I haven't seen in way too long was refreshing andencouraging, and get this:  The kids at the VBS helped to raise over$600 for me and my kids in Africa!  I plan to use this money toencourage my 6th graders to be involved in meaningful relationalministry with the children at the orphan home we work with.  I thinkthe best part of VBS, however, was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;a chance to talk to the kids there about being in ministry, and what it might look like for them some day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;.  I'm always blown away by how much potential is in a room when kiddos are gathered together!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;After VBS, I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;hit the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;! After driving in Malawi, our freeways here are a piece of cake and Iappreciate the rest and relaxation they provided me!  Anyway, I feelstrongly about the fact that what I am a part of in Malawi is just ONEpiece of the bigger picture of what God is up to throughout the world. Being able to catch up with friends and family, and be involved intheir lives again, if even for a day or so, has been such ablessing!!!  Friends, we know so many cool people!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;It'sbeen incredible to see God slowly provide for various aspects ofpreparing to live and teach in Malawi again, and I'm trusting God thateventually all the little details will be taken care of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;  One observation I can share with assurance is that the blessed people are the generous people.  It's more fun that way, too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;Now, with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;less than 2 weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;until I fly away, I am savoring my car, consistent  electricity, thesea breeze, and my the company of family while all this is stillavailable, however, my mind is more and more in Malawi!  Curriculum,workshops, supplies, lesson plans, books, activities, and mostly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;my student's bright faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt; remind me of why another plane ride and all the challenges of daily life in Malawi will be worth it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;I would like to invite you to makethis adventure worth it to you too.  When you choose to support myministry at ABC Christian Academy through praying for and/or paying forthis, you are reaching a community of 250 international students andtheir families.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;I wish you could meet these families!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt; My student's parents are missionaries, doctors, relief or aid workers,diplomats, ambassadors, and local Malawian business people.  Onenoteworthy family is the the Young family, from New Zealand.  Jim'swork involves helping churches in the villages surrounding Lilongwe,and Diane is a doctor at the ABC Community Clinic.  Robert is theoldest of their three children, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they sent me this letter to share with you&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Lucida Handwriting,Cursive; color: rgb(0, 0, 255);" class="EC_EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We have been so grateful to have Lisa as the 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; gradeteacher since January. Our son Robert had been unhappy since our arrival backin Malawifor our second term of missionary service. Robert was having a hard timeadjusting to being back and was miserable at school. We prayed hard for someoneto come and replace the 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade teacher who had to return home dueto health reasons. Well, Lisa was such an answer to prayer. I remember pickingRobert up from school after his first day with Miss Kowowski and he was buzzingwith news of his day. He was really enjoyed school since Lisa took over theclass and has had fun learning this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Lucida Handwriting,Cursive; color: rgb(0, 0, 255);" class="EC_EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Lucida Handwriting,Cursive; color: rgb(0, 0, 255);" class="EC_EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We are thrilled to know that Lisa is planning to return toABC for the 2007- 08 year and will again be Robert's teacher for 6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;grade. We appreciate her input for Robert and the way she has helped him adjustto being back in Malawi.Lisa's coming has really helped our family in our mission service here through her help to Robert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Lucida Handwriting,Cursive; color: rgb(0, 0, 255);" class="EC_EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Lucida Handwriting,Cursive; color: rgb(0, 0, 255);" class="EC_EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;From the Young family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As you pray&lt;/span&gt;through the coming weeks, please remember my students and I, and praythat our school year will begin with lots of joy and momentum!  Also,please consider being a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;monthly financial supporter&lt;/span&gt;of this ministry.  Your support provides for my daily life in Lilongwe,and none of my ministry there would be possible without you.  I amgreatly encouraged by those of you who have already committed to makethis next year happen for my students and I, and I'm confidant that youwill be blessed by your giving.  As we say in Malawi, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zikomo Kwambire&lt;/span&gt;!  Thank you very much!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;Well, friends and family, tionana, and I look forward to hearing from you!  Because of His Goodness, Lisa Kowalski&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma,Helvetica,Sans-Serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Please pray&lt;/span&gt;: *that travel and adjustment will go well over the next few weeks;*that  $800 per month would come in to cover expenses; *that mystudents will grow into young men and women who will make a differencein the world;  *for strength and wisdom to make the most of daily lifein Lilongwe!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma,Helvetica,Sans-Serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Please pay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;: Checks can be made out to African Bible College, with 'Lisa Kowalski'as the memo, and sent to African Bible College, Inc.  PO Box 103,Clinton, MS 39060.   You can also donate through the link on the rightside of http://www.africanbiblecollege.com/  Please be sure to specifythat it is for a missionary, Lisa Kowalski. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-1699338956652896927?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/1699338956652896927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=1699338956652896927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/1699338956652896927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/1699338956652896927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-little-summer-update.html' title='just a little summer update :)'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-8290579585069124113</id><published>2007-12-20T00:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:16:18.540+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Malawi Gone Wild</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Monday, May 28, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               Malawi Gone Wild                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Antecdotes from life around here these days... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Blessings:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A malawian man named Blessings helps in my class for a little while each afternoon.  He is great with the kids and they love him.  I appreciate his point of view and the fact that he helps me grade papers!  Anyway, last Saturday 15 theives came to his house.  Long story short, somehow Mr. Blessings and his wife were able to keep the men out of the house, however, they were both cut up and down their hands and arms by the ponga knives, and Mr. Blessings still has a gnarley gash on his head that isn't healing properly.  Their four children saw the whole thing.  Whats rad, though, is that it wasn't worse - 15 men against just one?  yeah for sure God was there!  My students finally got to see Mr Blessings today.  We had a powerful prayer time with him, I wish you could have been there! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J &amp;amp; T: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people I play frisbee with were robbed recently.  Some men broke into their house, tied the husband up and took the wife away to rape her.  She told them she had AIDS, and because she has skin problems, they believed her.  Thankfully she was not raped, but I'm not sure if they has stuff stolen after all that or not. I bet they're really happy to be returning to America soon, because this is not the sort of thing that makes you glad you live in a country like this! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jessica: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine rents an appt off the side of the house of a man who owns a local resturant.  Crazy stuff with their night guard, he tipped some theives off to let them know the best time to come rob Brian and Hope.  When Hope came home, she found her guard and her husband tied up, with knives and guns pointed to them. She was instructed to give the theives all the money, so they made off with about $500 US and some thousand Kwacha.  Jessica awoke in the middle of the night to the noises of this, but thankfully was not a part of it.  I don't blame her for wanting to spend the night at our place tonight, though!  so crazy...  so close to home...! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gerald:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In class today I was asking my Malawian students what their names meant.  Limbikani's name means "stong man" or something like that, so, as he is my smallest kid, I had to give him a hard time about that.  In the middle of this, Gerald pipes up "My name is Gerald Happy Rainbow!!"  and that, being the funniest and most unexpected thing I've heard in a while, sent me lauging for pretty much the rest of the day.  I mean, I guess no one could help it if his last name means Rainbow, but could you imagine a name like that at home?!?  Ooh man I love that kid! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Person Vs Mini bus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy and I saw a person get run over by a mini bus today.  Literally.  We saw their hand waving from under the bus, as the crowds gathered.  The way people drive around here, I'm surprised that's the first time I've seen this happen.  But still.  Not every day that you see someone get taken out while they're walking on the side of the road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;President's Wife:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The President of Malawi's wife died today, and to show respect, it looks like all businesses in the country will be required to shut down until the funeral, which, they say, will be no sooner than three days from now.  If we don't close school, they can take away our TEP's (international work permit-ish things).  So, who knows if I even have these last two weeks with my class! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So What? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you sure could pray for us here!  I don't know if this is the theif season or what, but it sure makes me thankful for the bars I have across all the doors and windows in my house. Pray that my guard, will remain awake and alert throughout the nights.  Yeah, sleeping night guards in the middle of all this chaos, cool hu?  I ought to share some Mt Dew with them!  Pray for the many people around here who live with this reality all the time, and who have no way to protect against it.  Pray for Mr. Blessings and his family, for J &amp;amp; T, for Jessica, Brian and Hope, and the person who lost against the mini bus today.  Ooh yeah, come to think of it, one of my students said their dad was atacked by theives when he was in his car this weekend.  Where to I live again?  Man...  And yet, it's rad to see the hand of God moving around here in so many ways... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...dun dun dun... it's officially Mouse on a Stick season.  Could have bought some from a guy on the side of the road today.  Maybe I will tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you all...!!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-8290579585069124113?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/8290579585069124113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=8290579585069124113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/8290579585069124113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/8290579585069124113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/malawi-gone-wild.html' title='Malawi Gone Wild'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-8104685915891827435</id><published>2007-12-20T00:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:15:19.453+03:00</updated><title type='text'>its like you're riding shotgun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Monday, May 14, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               its like you're riding shotgun!                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;Hiya! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ahh, one of the craziest things to get used to around here is driving!! the roads are crazy, as you'll see. I thought it would be cool to bring you along, so, jump in, here we go! Please excuse the retardedness of my narration and the bumpiness of the videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the first video was taken as I was driving through a nearby village - no kidding, this is LESS than a minute away from where I live!! The second was taken on some roads that I travel more frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not impressive photography or anything, but maybe it will give you a little glimpse of what it's like around here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I watched the movie CARS the other day, and seriously, it made me homesick!!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, here we go!  Get your seatbelt on!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=2029162729"&gt;Msaliza&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object enablejsurl="false" enablehref="false" saveembedtags="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" data="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" height="386" width="480"&gt;   &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;   &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;   &lt;param name="movie" value="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf"&gt;   &lt;param name="flashvars" value="m=2029162729&amp;amp;type=video"&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.home"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=2028859533"&gt;Life in Lilongwe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object enablejsurl="false" enablehref="false" saveembedtags="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" data="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" height="386" width="480"&gt;   &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;   &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;   &lt;param name="movie" value="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf"&gt;   &lt;param name="flashvars" value="m=2028859533&amp;amp;type=video"&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-8104685915891827435?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/8104685915891827435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=8104685915891827435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/8104685915891827435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/8104685915891827435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-like-youre-riding-shotgun.html' title='its like you&apos;re riding shotgun!'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-4989573610741053031</id><published>2007-12-20T00:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:14:19.512+03:00</updated><title type='text'>May in Malawi :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Tuesday, May 08, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               May in Malawi  :)                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; color: green;"&gt; "&lt;b&gt;The great use of life is to spend it on something that will outlast it&lt;/b&gt;." - James Truslow Adams&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; color: green;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; color: green;"&gt;Friends and Family, hello!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to begin with, I want to tell you that there's someone on the other side of the planet who is thinking about you often, and so thankful for the ways in which you are supporting her time away!  (That's me, in case I had stumped you!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days have been beautiful here in the big MW.  A silly highlight is that I've worked up the courage to shop in the outdoor fruits and veggie market.  I wish there was a way to describe it to you, but just take my word for it that even for someone like me, it takes a little extra courage to go there each week!  It's a unique part of the Malawian life that I am thankful to be able to take part in, and, well, nothing compares to their avocados!  yum! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As with each letter, man oh man I just wish you could meet my students!  They are truly a joy to spend my days with here.  I'd like to think they are the best class ever, but I know I am biased.  Our new focus this term is MATH...!  I'm always surprised by the strength these kiddos show to persevere in their learning, even when things don't come easily to them.  We were able to share the song "You Never Let Go" by Matt Redman with the rest of the lower grades at chapel last week.  That song carries such an encouraging message about the fact that God's love is right there with us, no matter what we're going through, and we had some great discussions centered around that truth.  I tell you, these kids are going somewhere!  Each morning, we pray that God would be growing us into young men and women who will make a difference.  As I look out on their faces, I truly know they will.  Many of my students are currently involved in an orphans outreach.  We go to a nearby orphan home run by Children of the Nations and spend time reading and playing with the 30 children who live there.  It's a powerful time for all of us! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I often consider the idea that what I'm doing here isn't really a big deal at all.  I'm just teaching, for crying out loud, and you can teach anywhere.  Why should anyone care that I am teaching in Malawi?  The thing is, my student's parents are here in Malawi to make a difference.  They are doctors for the downtrodden and they are government officials working to change Malawi from the inside out.  The work they do is unique to this country and its specific needs.  (By the way, Malawi is one of the poorest countries in the world and over half of the population lives on just $1 a day.  One million people here live with AIDS, and they are no strangers to the dangers of Malaria and other diseases.)  I feel lucky to be here as a support to the other missionaries, to my student's parents who are making an immediate impact in this corner of the world.  Please understand that when you are supporting me to be here, you are not just supporting me!  If you have not yet taken the time to do so, I ask that you would please pray about supporting me to be here.  (I've included the mailing info for any checks at the end of this e-mail, along with a brief list of a few other things you can be in prayer for!) Thanks lots and lots for those of you who have been praying for me! &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It is an encouragement and I promise that your money is making a difference here! I pray often that you will be richly blessed for your generosity!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; color: green;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;In joy, Lisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;In the following days and weeks, will you please join me in prayer about these concerns?&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* More teachers than usual have been getting sick with the flu and with malaria.  Please pray for our health and stamina to finish out these last 5 weeks of school! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; color: green;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Please pray for endurance and joy for my students as they finish 5th grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Join us in prayer that God will be growing these students into young men and women who people who will make a difference in the world! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I need $2,300 to be able to come home this summer.  This will be my only chance to see friends and family for another year, and I have a lot I would like to do to prepare to teach 6th grade here next year.  Please pray that the money will come in, and that my time at home this summer will be restful and productive! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I need $800 - $1,000 per month to cover my expenses here next year.  The money goes to my rent, groceries, insurance, transport (including a plane ticket home for when my time here is over) and other daily needs.  Please pray about supporting me once or monthly, and please pray that enough money would come in so I can stay out here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Addresses&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time and monthly support checks can be sent to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;African Bible College, Inc.&lt;br /&gt;P.O. Box 103&lt;br /&gt;Clinton, MS 39060&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(just mention my name in on the memo. If you are able to donate monthly, please note that on the memo line as well.  All donations are tax deductible, so that's awesome! And thanks! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mailing address:&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Kowalski&lt;br /&gt;c/o ABC Academy&lt;br /&gt;PO Box 1028&lt;br /&gt;Lilongwe, Malawi&lt;br /&gt;Central Africa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos and fun, updated every now and then: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; color: green;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lalalady911.myphotoalbum.com/ampira.redirect.php?uname=lalalady911&amp;amp;password=remember&amp;amp;action=welcome" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: green; text-decoration: none;"&gt;http://&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: normal;"&gt;lalalady911&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.myphotoalbum.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; color: green;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, one last thing:  Zikomo - thanks.  lots.  :)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-4989573610741053031?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/4989573610741053031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=4989573610741053031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/4989573610741053031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/4989573610741053031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/may-in-malawi.html' title='May in Malawi :)'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-6246916553660651427</id><published>2007-12-20T00:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:12:32.081+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pre-support letter fun, with all due respect to Mr. Buble!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Tuesday, May 01, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               pre-support letter fun, with all due respect to Mr. Buble!                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;We were hanging out with our friend Michael the other night, and, well... we just thought his song could use a Malawian-style update. I love it here, i really do! sometimes you've just got to jump on the crazy train, though ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=2026341568"&gt;let me go home&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object enablejsurl="false" enablehref="false" saveembedtags="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" data="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" height="386" width="480"&gt;   &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;   &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;   &lt;param name="movie" value="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf"&gt;   &lt;param name="flashvars" value="m=2026341568&amp;amp;type=video"&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.addToProfileConfirm&amp;amp;videoid=2026341568&amp;amp;title=let%20me%20go%20home"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Home" by Lisa &amp;amp; Ari Buble, with a little help from Dorothy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more Malawi day&lt;br /&gt;Has come and gone away&lt;br /&gt;In this borrowed home&lt;br /&gt;But I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe surrounded by&lt;br /&gt;These guarded walls I&lt;br /&gt;Still feel all alone&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I miss you, you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been keeping all the e-mails that I wrote to you&lt;br /&gt;Can't send them anyway&lt;br /&gt;Internet is out today&lt;br /&gt;Well I would send them but wait, the power's out again&lt;br /&gt;So what do you think of that?&lt;br /&gt;My life here just ain't that phat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another school day&lt;br /&gt;Another pot luck&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I know&lt;br /&gt;But I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm, I've got to go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;I'm just too far from san diego&lt;br /&gt;I wanna come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel just like I'm living a Malawian's life&lt;br /&gt;Eat the same thing every day,&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for pot holes in the way&lt;br /&gt;And I know just why you could not&lt;br /&gt;Come and visit me&lt;br /&gt;you would go insane&lt;br /&gt;'Cause life here is so mundane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ABC day has come&lt;br /&gt;And gone away&lt;br /&gt;In the next borrowed home&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm surrounded by&lt;br /&gt;A million people I&lt;br /&gt;Still feel all alone&lt;br /&gt;Oh, let me go home&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I miss you, you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;I taught my class,&lt;br /&gt;it went by fast, but&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go home&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;It will all be all right&lt;br /&gt;I'll be home tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(by the way - support checks can be sent to me at African Bible College, Inc. P.O. Box 103, Clinton, MS 39060. I really do want to come home this summer! But I'll be more serious about that later. for now, enjoy the silliness!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-6246916553660651427?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/6246916553660651427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=6246916553660651427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/6246916553660651427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/6246916553660651427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/pre-support-letter-fun-with-all-due.html' title='pre-support letter fun, with all due respect to Mr. Buble!'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-4097815324791424042</id><published>2007-12-20T00:08:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:09:17.520+03:00</updated><title type='text'>hug me? I think not! ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Saturday, April 28, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               hug me?  I think not!   ;)                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Dear everybody,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;    On the subject of hugging, I have decided to abstain until marriage.  Even then it should be done in the privacy of one's own home, as all forms of PDA are indecent and not proper for Christians to take part in.  In our culture, hugging leads to smoking which leads to drinking which leads to card playing which leads to sex which leads to dancing.  So, you see, hugging is the root of a multitude of sins including that heinous sin of dancing.  12 hugs a day?  I should think not.  The nerve of some people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;    Incidentally, becoming a missionary and going through missionary training also leads to card playing, so it is obvious that becoming a missionary belongs somewhere on that slippery slope.  The is further proven by spontaneous occurrences of salsa dancing and talk of dance parties while at missionary training. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;     For further information on the physical and spiritual consequences of hugging ask Brittney to forward the informational public service message I sent her on the connection between plague-carrying rats and people who hug too often.  Am I the only voice of morality that has made it through the chicanery of missionary training?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;(Some guy named Zach wrote this and we refer to it all the time!  this is our life...!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-4097815324791424042?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/4097815324791424042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=4097815324791424042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/4097815324791424042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/4097815324791424042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/hug-me-i-think-not.html' title='hug me? I think not! ;)'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-660913566358737506</id><published>2007-12-20T00:08:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:08:41.433+03:00</updated><title type='text'>This has nothing to do with anything...yet</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Tuesday, April 17, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               This has nothing to do with anything...yet                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This has nothing to do with spring break, 2 flat tires, back to school, recent American tragedies, or the outdoor veggie market that I am now a fan of... however, if I wasn't in love with my students, I might jump on this!  But, ahh, YOU can!  Want to come play with me?!?  ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know someone who knows someone who knows someone (who is legit!) who is looking for an American private tutor to home school two of their children, along with two Malawian children.  This will take place in the southern region of rural Malawi, and the tutor will also have the opportunity to work with the local primary school teachers in the area as a way of improving local education standards.  Should you choose this adventure, you will receive a round trip ticket, medical insurance, room and board and $400. per month. (shoot, that's more than I'm making!  hehe!)  Sounds awesome..!  let me know if you want me to put you in contact with the people I know who know the people who want to know YOU.  And we could be friends.  :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-660913566358737506?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/660913566358737506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=660913566358737506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/660913566358737506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/660913566358737506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-has-nothing-to-do-with-anythingyet.html' title='This has nothing to do with anything...yet'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-2890414357610599068</id><published>2007-12-20T00:07:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:07:58.214+03:00</updated><title type='text'>this isn't an april fool's day joke!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Sunday, April 01, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               this isn't an april fool's day joke!                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hello everyone!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as winter approaches here in Malawi, I'd like to wish you all a happy spring!  I have completed teaching my first term (quarter) here, and I'm thankful to have two weeks off for Easter Break!!  I don't' have big plans other than hiking a mountain (just a day trip, this one is not the 3rd largest in Africa so it should be a little easier than hiking Mulanje!) spending a few days at the lake, and Easter (my first one away from family at home, sad day!).  Other than that, I have the last term of 5th grade to plan and prepare for, as well as...  6th grade...! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that ABCCA is restructuring the middle school, and that 6th grade next year will be in one classroom with one teacher, rather than switching teachers for each subject.  Let me tell you, when I found out that I could stick around and teach my students for another year, I knew I was in trouble...  I prayed about it a ton - "God, what are you thinking?!?  I was planning on going home..  how will this ever work out...?!?"  But I know that I need to be here, so ahh, 6th grade, here I come!  My kids were thrilled about it when I broke the news to them, haha, it was one of my happiest moments here so far, but I wonder if they will still feel that way when it comes time for 6th grade homework, dun dun dun!  ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this new decision comes a host of new prayer requests:  Join me in praying for how in the world it will work out, financially, for me to be here another year, please!  ABC suggests that I raise a minimum of $800 / month to cover housing, insurance, transportation, food, etc, and so far that amount has been mostly adequate for my monthly needs here.  It helps that there is no Starbucks around to indulge in grande decaf mocha frappachinos, amafagato style,  when it's been a crazy day at school, but still, there are basic expenses involved with living anywhere, including Malawi.  Then, well, I'd really like to go home this summer, to see family and friends and prepare to be here for another year. (ok, ok, I want to get a mocha while I'm home, too!  It's the little things that you miss when you're away for so long!)   I can get round trip tickets for about $2,300, so if you're a fan of helping out with that, I would really appreciate it.   Lastly, please pray for my students and I - a year and a half is a long time to be stuck with each other!  Pray that I will be an effective communicator of their academic disciplines, as well as the truths of God.  I have a wide variety of learners in my class, and I need wisdom  for every day that their education is in my hands! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to close with heartfelt gratitude for the ways in which you have made the first leg of this adventure possible.  I feel blessed to be in a position where I can support missionary families in their work by providing a quality education for their children!  Also, as I am living in the 4th poorest country in the world, poverty is not something that is only on the TV screen for me (wait, what TV?!?  haha.)  Anyway, people live drastically different lives from you and I just minutes from where I live.  I love that I am able to meet some of these people and develop meaningful relationships with them.  Just this week, I found out that all the clothes that a family I know here owned, save what was drying on the line, were burned in a fire that thankfully didn't take their whole home.  Well, through the money you have sent to support me here, I was able to take Dora and Jackie to the market and let them pick out their new wardrobes.  It was a morning well spent, so here's a big THANK YOU from Dora and I.  It meant a lot to her, I know.  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got new photos up on myspace as well as at   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lalalady911.myphotoalbum.com/albums.php"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(19, 112, 204);"&gt;http://lalalady911.myphotoalbum.com .  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;They're mostly of my students!  (That jumping castle, oddly enough, is about a fifth of the price to rent here as it would be in the states!  Of course, my students really enjoyed their surprise class party!)  Feel free to check them out anytime, I think they're awesome, but then again, I'm biased!  And with that, please keep in touch, enjoy Easter, pray for me when you think of it, and, if I get a flight home for the summer, maybe I'll see you then!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of His goodness, Lisa#2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;snail mail address:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lisa c/o ABC Academy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PO Box 1028&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lilongwe, Malawi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;support address:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please include my name in the memo of any one time or monthly support checks, and send them to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ABC Home Offices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5343 Clinton Blvd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jackson, MS 39209&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;a lot&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.   &lt;/span&gt;:)  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-2890414357610599068?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/2890414357610599068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=2890414357610599068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/2890414357610599068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/2890414357610599068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-isnt-april-fools-day-joke.html' title='this isn&apos;t an april fool&apos;s day joke!'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-3103647253722531078</id><published>2007-12-20T00:06:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:07:18.316+03:00</updated><title type='text'>just a little update-ish-ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Thursday, March 29, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               just a little update-ish-ness                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;Hi friends! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that my last blog was a bit of a downer, and although I still get malawied, it's not as bad as it was that week.  (Although, last night I did find myself eating a hamburger at a Korean resturant and I think the people at the table next to us said "gracias".  Malawi is so random sometimes!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...  the first term (my first term) here is over today.  Only 5 more to go!  That's right...  yesterday I told my students about some changes that are going on in the middle school here, and they becam concerned with who their teacher would be...  one student asked if it would be me...  I told them yes...and they erupted in cheers!!  It had to have been my most incredible moment as a teacher...  SOme of them were still confused - "You mean, Ms. Kowalski is gonna stay... and teach us... in 6th grade?!?"  "yes!"  wow.  Anyway, after that we had our class party - such a blast!  I'll be postin pix soon - good stuff, let me tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ahh...  let's see, what else is  going on...  I am moving out of the rest home and into a house that just Ari and I will be living in for the rest of this year.  Praying that I'll get to live at "the top of the hill" next year, so I can still live close to the Dehnerts!! I'm really looing forward to (hopefully!) a summer in CA (with time in AZ, OR and CO hopefully!! and  perhaps a few weeks in FL...)  I miss starbucks... I finally have a few friends (sort of) my age around here, and I have a few short trips lined up for spring break, woot woot.  But not being at my Aunt's house for Easter will be hard, I think this is the first major holiday that I've missed.  (Well, thanksgiving while I was in the Feej, but my fam wasn't even with our extended fam so it only sort of counted.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ahh...  not uch else to say, other than I'm blessed to be here and blessed to know YOU!  :)  peace out, yo.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-3103647253722531078?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/3103647253722531078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=3103647253722531078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/3103647253722531078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/3103647253722531078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-little-update-ish-ness.html' title='just a little update-ish-ness'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-1164107238667254704</id><published>2007-12-20T00:06:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:06:42.967+03:00</updated><title type='text'>malawied</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Wednesday, March 21, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               malawied                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;allow me to describe my not-favorite part of my life in Malawi to you.  It's somethin we've dubbed "being malawied" and it's when things don't work for you just because you live here.  The most common examples are the internet (which im so thankful for!) going out temporarily, or, as happened this week, permenantly.  You see, all the power outtages we've been having (another example of being malawied) caused the surge protector AND the other important somethingrather to BLOW UP.  so, until the parts come from Belgium (ha)  it's off to the Korean Garden resturant for us if we want internet.  Which is fine, but now my own e-mail account won't work!!  This is a case of being malawied CUBED.  :)  and guess who is learning about patience these days...!?!  So if you've e-mailed, I haven't got it.  If you've called, ooh yeah, the cell tower BURNED a few weeks back so all of Lilongwe's cell phones are, you know, malawied...  it's awesome.  To add insult to misery (haha don't worry i'm just being dramatic, it's theraputic for some reason!) the ladies I live with in the old folks home, otherwise known as house#5, know me well enough to know which buttons to push when, and it seems it's Patsy's hobby to push them.  cool.  She eats my food without asking, and gets of my case for the stuff in the fridge that's not mine.  ooh yeah!  the fridge!  what, malawied?!?  yeah.  Every time the power goes out... thats right, no bueno for the casserole that Pat's going to eat anyway. &lt;br /&gt;in other news, I'm lookin into round trip tickets...  why, again?!!?  *sigh* ooh yeah I love my students...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(dont worry i'm fine, just bummed...  e-mails mean so much when you're all so far away and I miss you...maybe it's time for a return to march maddness after all...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-1164107238667254704?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/1164107238667254704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=1164107238667254704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/1164107238667254704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/1164107238667254704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/malawied.html' title='malawied'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-6497883437890743330</id><published>2007-12-20T00:05:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:06:07.115+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sapitwa! (and a shout out to my Feej friends!) and a J.O. quote. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Tuesday, March 06, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               Sapitwa! (and a shout out to my Feej friends!) and a J.O. quote.  :)                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;My Mulanje is the third highest mountain in Africa, and guess who got to spend some quality time there this weekend?!!?  yours truly!  Ari and I headed off with the Byerlys for a little bit of March Maddness fun...  These highlights will in NO way capture the amaingness of the trip, but hey I've got to try...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Mrs B's directions to get out of Lilongwe "the back way" turned out to be the crazy way!!  The guard said "take this road, and &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;go, go, go&lt;/span&gt;!" and another guy told us to "follow any car!"  yeah that's Malawi for ya! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Mulanje is LARGE AND IN CHARGE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Whatever the say, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't drink the water&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Ari fell.  Often.  Good times! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Sapitwa means "don't go there" in Chichewa.  So we didn't.  (rain rain, go away, come again another day!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Never the less, dang it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;beautiful &lt;/span&gt;there!!   (see pix for a glimpse)  then think about sunsets there.  then think about the full moon there.  then think about the face of the mountain glowing in the moonlight all night long.  (How did I know it glowed all night long?  refer back to #3.  awesome.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  We didn't need 4 kilos of rice.  (translation - my pack never got any lighter. Good thing I "get buff just by lying around" as Joel says, hehe!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.    18 hours of hiking = a lot of time to think!  (the following is a tribute to my Feej friends!)  - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WOW do you guys ever stop to think about our trek?!!?  Yeah!!  Awesome!!  Sean and Becca, thanks for all the work you put into that!  Friends - thanks for being patient with me when I was not in love with the trek!  Sutt - thanks for being a juke box!  Karla, thanks for face planting!!  Josh - thanks for being a mule, and a really encouraging one at that! Anneliese - thanks for reading the Word with such joy and enthusiasm!  Apa, thanks for saving Deanna's life! Deanna, thanks for having long hair!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heidi, thanks for your strength! Charlotte, thanks for your consistency!  Romero, thanks for playing trump ten even on the treck!  Mo, thanks for rockin it all the time!  Kanski duo, thanks for sharing the journey, thanks for kung fu fighting down those slippery slopes!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gus, gus, gus...  (Gus needs a myspace!!)  Gus, I love you man!  Thanks for wearing combat boots and carrying a sele levu everywhere!  thanks for jumping off waterfalls!  thanks for the paw paw!  Tagimoucia, thanks for blooming on our  schedule.  Hey guys, when do we get to do it again?!!?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  we kept a captian's log.  heck yes!  Too bad it's only funny to us...  that's OK...  (what time is it?!!?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, Africa is pretty cool...Yeah, I guess The Big Guy knows whats up...!  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ooh random - found this today:&lt;/span&gt; What God does with us while we wait is as important as what it is we are waiting for.  It is part of the process of becoming what God wants us to be.  -John Ortberg.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-6497883437890743330?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/6497883437890743330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=6497883437890743330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/6497883437890743330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/6497883437890743330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/sapitwa-and-shout-out-to-my-feej.html' title='Sapitwa! (and a shout out to my Feej friends!) and a J.O. quote. :)'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-1639943094396975658</id><published>2007-12-20T00:03:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:04:42.619+03:00</updated><title type='text'>my wednesday / i love shea dehnert.  :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Friday, February 23, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               my wednesday / i love shea dehnert.  :)                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;I love my students, particurlarly Shea.  he rocks.  He had heard about my Wednesday, and did all this for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f73/lalalady911/Febwk8a001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what Shea told his dad that night?  "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to be a man of faith like Jared was&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nearly cried.  again.  wow.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-1639943094396975658?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/1639943094396975658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=1639943094396975658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/1639943094396975658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/1639943094396975658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-wednesday-i-love-shea-dehnert_20.html' title='my wednesday / i love shea dehnert.  :)'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-85044840414721171</id><published>2007-12-20T00:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:04:07.023+03:00</updated><title type='text'>my wednesday / i love shea dehnert.  :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Friday, February 23, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               my wednesday / i love shea dehnert.  :)                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;I love my students, particurlarly Shea.  he rocks.  He had heard about my Wednesday, and did all this for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f73/lalalady911/Febwk8a001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what Shea told his dad that night?  "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to be a man of faith like Jared was&lt;/span&gt;." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nearly cried.  again.  wow.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-85044840414721171?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/85044840414721171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=85044840414721171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/85044840414721171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/85044840414721171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-wednesday-i-love-shea-dehnert.html' title='my wednesday / i love shea dehnert.  :)'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-8161946450988942437</id><published>2007-12-20T00:02:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:03:24.148+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mercy Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Monday, February 19, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               Mercy Me                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;they said that the skies here would remind me of God's glory, and boy do they ever!  I think Ari gets sick of hearing me say "wow look at that cloud!"  but what can I say - the sky here is huge, the clouds are amazing... I'm teaching my kids to write with "rich words" right now but I can't even think of the right words to describe their glory to you...  photos wouldn't even do them justice (the clouds not my kids, haha!) &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that being said, it was another sunny day and there was no way I could stay inside for volleyball, so I found myself walking up and down the hill, wrapped in the glory of the open skies here...  thinking about my friend who is on the other side of the clouds right now... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super bummed that I didn't bring the video I have, if I had it I would watch it, shed a tear or two, and probably not need to blog this.  But it's not with me, and all I have are my memories, my thoughts...  good memories, good thoughts...  it's hard to be the only one here who knows; I could really use a Hammer or a J or an R or a Ghostrider these days, just for a hug and the comfort hey provide without even trying, just by being themselves and knowing and not needing the explanations and such.  anyway, i'm here, 3 years later, and it's good, it's good, it's good...  (I love the Dehnerts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember protein burgers at &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;newport&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, the hot sand, the overwhelming beauty of the afternoon.  Softball and Dr Pepper; we all sat down!  Yosemite, &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Death Valley&lt;/st1:place&gt;, the games, the moonshine.  "step on up the microphone"  haha.  hanging out at the info desk together, or in the library, or in various dorm rooms and apartments.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His joy, his smile – everyone remembered his smile!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I'm teaching my kids about your "inner character" and his was definitely one of love and warmth, what an example for us all.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f73/lalalady911/3de133b3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I'll cry a little, I already have, but there will be joy too…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Joy in knowing that we'd still be friends if he were around, that he'd be stoked that I'm here and that I get to go climb a mountain in a few weeks, among other things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Joy in knowing that he'd be right in the middle of doing what he loves, too…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;last night I was in a conversation with some of the guys here about how great it was to watch people who were really good at their craft, whatever it was. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So it would be awesome to see now…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;alas, he's now climbing Bigger Mountains than I'll probably get to see for a while…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(yes, I wonder how much of this is silly clichés that we tell ourselves to make it easier for us to comprehend…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;bottom line, he's in the midst of Pure Glory right now, and I get glimpses of that glory when the sun sets like it did this evening…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and I'm thankful…)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pray special prayers today, my friends…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;pray special ones for your special ones…&lt;span style=""&gt; Remember that nothing can seperate us from the love of God...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-8161946450988942437?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/8161946450988942437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=8161946450988942437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/8161946450988942437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/8161946450988942437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/mercy-me.html' title='Mercy Me'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-1595845997034477657</id><published>2007-12-20T00:02:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:02:46.554+03:00</updated><title type='text'>my new friend Dietrich once said...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Sunday, February 04, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               my new friend Dietrich once said...                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;Bonhoeffer's &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Life Together&lt;/span&gt; is much better than I anticipated!  Here are some nuggets... I was convicted and inspired, maybe you will be too.  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It is not simply to be taken for granted that the Christian has the privilege of living among other Christians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;   &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So between the death of Christ and the Last Day it is only by gracious anticipation of the last things that Christians are privileged to live in visible fellowship with other Christians.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The physical presence of other Christians is a source of incomparable joy and strength to the believer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Christ in his own heart is weaker than the Christ in the word of his brother; his own heart is uncertain, his brother's is sure.   &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;The more genuine and the deeper our community becomes, the more will everything else between us recede, the more clearly Jesus Christ and his work become the one and only thing that is vital between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;  &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Christian brotherhood is not an ideal, but a divine reality.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Christian brotherhood is a spiritual and not a psychic reality.   &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;God is not a God of the emotions but the God of truth.   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He who loved his dream of a community more than the Christian community itself becomes a destroyer of the latter, even though his personal intentions may be ever so hones and earnest and sacrificial.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God hates visionary dreaming; it makes the dreamer proud and pretentious.   &lt;/span&gt;Because…of Jesus Christ…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;we enter into that common life not as demanders but as thankful recipients.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;When the morning mists of dreams vanish, then dawns the bright day of Christian fellowship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;Only he who gives thanks for the little things receives the big things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;  &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;How can God entrust great things to one who will not thankfully receive from Him the little things?   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just as the Christian should not be constantly feeling his spiritual pulse, so, too, the Christian community has not been given to us by God for us to be constantly taking its temperature.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;The more thankfully we receive what is given to us, the more surely and steadily will fellowship increase and grow from day to day as God pleases.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hristian brotherhood is not an ideal which we must realize; it is rather a reality created by God in Christ in which we may participate.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The more clearly we learn to recognize that the ground and strength and promise of all our fellowship is in Jesus Christ alone, the more serenely shall we think of our fellowship and pray and hope for it.   &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;Human love is directed to the other person for his own sake, spiritual love loves him for Christ's sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;  &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Contrary to all my own opinions and convictions, Jesus Christ will tell me what love toward the brethren really is.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Because spiritual love soes not desire but rather serves, it lives an enemy as a brother. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It originates neither in the brother nor in the enemy but in Christ and his Word.   &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Human love can never understand spiritual love, for spiritual love is from above; it is something completely strange, new, and incomprehensible to all earthly love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;  &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I must release the other person from every attempt of mine to regulate, coerce, and dominate him with my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;must meet him only as the person he already is in Christ's eyes.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...the most direct way to others is always through prayer to Christ…  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Human love breeds hothouse flowers; spiritual love creates the fruits that will grow healthy in accord with God's good will in the rain and storm and sunshine of God's outdoors.   &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;Through him alone do we have access to one another, joy in one another, and fellowship with one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-1595845997034477657?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/1595845997034477657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=1595845997034477657' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/1595845997034477657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/1595845997034477657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-new-friend-dietrich-once-said.html' title='my new friend Dietrich once said...'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-8488853104583123650</id><published>2007-12-20T00:01:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:02:06.068+03:00</updated><title type='text'>She's with Him...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Tuesday, January 30, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               She's with Him...                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Remember baby Florence, who was tickelish a few weeks ago?  She's the baby in pink who is making the worried faces at me (see my pix)...  well, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she's gone Home&lt;/span&gt;...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;That's the reality of where I live, I guess...  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heartwrenching&lt;/span&gt;...  confusing...  reality...    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Let me tell you, I'm getting quite a look at God's heart for the "orphans and widows"- the babies, and the Grandmas that I live with...  God is our Hope, our Strength, our Refuge.  I just pray I don't blow it with all that I've been given.  We're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so blessed&lt;/span&gt;, you know...  so blessed and we need to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so responsible&lt;/span&gt;...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that you and I will live  in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;, in where He has us for these moments...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-8488853104583123650?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/8488853104583123650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=8488853104583123650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/8488853104583123650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/8488853104583123650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/shes-with-him.html' title='She&apos;s with Him...'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-6104327031846957289</id><published>2007-12-20T00:01:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:01:23.921+03:00</updated><title type='text'>confession time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Wednesday, January 24, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               confession time...                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;ok friends, i've got to be honest with you... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too &lt;/span&gt;excited about our science lesson plans!!  the next unit is THE SEA - hello when I lived in the Feej my FRONT YARD was the sea!!  There's even a photo of a lionfish (my absolute fav!) in the book...  heck yes this will be awesome, we're gonna turn our classroom into an aquarium, and it will be pretty close to spectacular! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(switching gears...)  my first community bible study here was this evening. we talked about the privledge of bein prayed for.  Three words for you, my friends:  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vinaka vaka levu.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Guess what?  I like it here.  I want to do something like this when i grow up.  and I'm in love with my class.  :)  and I need to o to sleep.  and I have a mt dew in the fridge for tomorrow morning.  and I sort of miss starbucks, and my zoy puppy.  but, I can't complain, no, he's Making All the Good Come True (rad song by tara leigh cobble)  ok, ood niht!  moce mada!!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-6104327031846957289?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/6104327031846957289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=6104327031846957289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/6104327031846957289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/6104327031846957289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/confession-time.html' title='confession time...'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-3927114228183160733</id><published>2007-12-20T00:00:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:00:42.265+03:00</updated><title type='text'>inside my head</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Friday, January 19, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               inside my head                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;sometimes, as I walk home from school, my head is spinning with 5 years of theory and 18 years of dreams, all for this - these 20 students, these 4 walls, these days...  Why, then, is it a crashbangcollisionWOAH when all of that - the theories, the ideals- meets...  The Plan Book.  the 30 empty squares that represent a week of learning.  Monday through friday, reading, writing and 'rithmatic.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i'm doing a decent job here. I know I could be doing better, but I know that this is sort of a wild situation...  I'm thankful for grace, for patience...  for moments of joy and laughter, for connecting and relating...  We're beginning literature circles on Monday!  The bells and whistles aren't ready, but are they ever really ready? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that this is where I get to be for now.  Who knows where any of us will be tomorrow, right?  Tonight I asked God to take some of my dreams away, to give me the dreams that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he &lt;/span&gt;has for me.  I cried, and there are a few laps I wish I could have crawled into, but I've been reminded that our God is BIGGER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life follows you wherever you go, my friends.  Don't for one second think that geography will fool anyone.  He'll use it, yes he will, but why is it that in my life, I've been taken to the ends of the earth just to learn the simplest lessons?  Don't for one second think that any of us is better than another, we've all got our suitcases packed and we've had to sit on the lid to close them.  (Just so you know.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we serve a Big God, yes?  Bigger and better than we know...  How have I seen that lately?  How will he allow me to continue to see that?  I pray I don't bif it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, there is this community - the friends, the familys, the activities, the sunrises and the sunsets...  There will be the market, the village church, a new housemate, more Ultimate, pancakes...and on Monday, there will be 20 beautiful faces staring up at me, wondering why the copies weren't made.  (hooray for techinical difficulties.)  alas, we will trudge on, we will all be learning, and maybe, just maybe, our hearts will become more like His.  Maybe, just maybe, we will be able to show someone how BIG he is...remind me when I forget, ok friends?  Vinaka vaka levu...  :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-3927114228183160733?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/3927114228183160733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=3927114228183160733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/3927114228183160733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/3927114228183160733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/inside-my-head.html' title='inside my head'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-938703741782365354</id><published>2007-12-19T23:59:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T23:59:36.199+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pix are available in MyPhotoAlbum!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Monday, January 15, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               pix are available on MyPhotoAlbum!                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;This weekend I shook hands with a baboon, and I saw a croc, a hyena, a panther and a python.  As my Grandpa pointed out, I sure chose the right one to shake hands with!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Pix from the wildlife preserve (conveniently situated right across the street from the grocery store!) are at http://lalalady911.myphotoalbum.com  along with a few other random shots I've taken so far.  Bookmark it, maybe someday there will be exciting photos there ;)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-938703741782365354?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/938703741782365354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=938703741782365354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/938703741782365354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/938703741782365354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/pix-are-available-in-myphotoalbum.html' title='pix are available in MyPhotoAlbum!'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-4496780308109321388</id><published>2007-12-19T23:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T23:59:02.721+03:00</updated><title type='text'>what I learned on my 1st day of 5th grade!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Monday, January 08, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               what I learned on my 1st day of 5th grade!                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Well friends, this is how it went...  pretty well!!  :) :) :)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Basically, I'm overwhelmed by the fact that I know the most amazing people on the face of the planet!!  The fact my friends would be celebrating something as silly as my first day at school with me is incredible, thank you thank you thank you!  Your prayers, your notes, your encouragement...  I'm blessed, and when times get tough it's times like these that I remember..! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;So this is what God let happen - by his grace, I just felt totally chill today - able to be myself and have a good time with the students and all that good stuff!  none of that "so I suppose I should be nervous and uptight since it's the first day of the rest of my life" business that I was expecting - He swooshed that right away!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;So thanks and stuff...  this isn't over, it's just the beginning of course, but isn't it that way for all of us?   Today can be the beginning of something BIG...!!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-4496780308109321388?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/4496780308109321388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=4496780308109321388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/4496780308109321388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/4496780308109321388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-i-learned-on-my-1st-day-of-5th.html' title='what I learned on my 1st day of 5th grade!'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-6377915131601928380</id><published>2007-12-19T23:57:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T23:58:27.425+03:00</updated><title type='text'>in honor of the internet that was installed here today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Saturday, January 06, 2007                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               in honor of the internet that was installed here today!                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This blog is in honor of the fellas who came to our house today to set up the wi fi - hooray!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I live in Africa, and about the only time it feels like I'm worlds away is when I go grocery shopping.  This is the way they said it would be, though.  True Malawi experiences will come slowly, but for now my ABC bubble is fine, while I settle in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my first week in Africa sleeping in  and working in my classroom!!  Things are hardly complete in there, but God has given me a peace that things will fall into place when they need to, even though they may not be in place for Day 1.  I'm really excited to meet my students, the three that I have met are pretty rad, (one of my students lives next door to me, crazy hu?!!?)  The highlight of each day here so far has been going over to a different family's home for dinner each night, it's been a rad way to get to know people here and hey the food's been great too!  There are a lot of people who I am going to be able to learn from around here, and that's exciting...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was rad because when I woke up, I had no plans, nada...  by the end of the day, I had internet installed in my house and a new sim card for my phone (08 - 211 - 022!) I had lunch and dinner with fun people, and, though I nearly died laughing on the way there because it was Ari's first time driving on the left (my job was to say "my side my side!" and not freak out if she needed to drive off the edge of the road for a little while!)  we went to play Ultimate Frisbee at another school and that was a blast.  Hooray for Saturdays, let's vote that they happen more often, yes?!!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO...  the big news is that CLASS BEGINS on MONDAY!!  7:15a my time, 9:15p on Sunday if you're on the west coast.  You should pray for my class...  you know, since God hears our prayers and all that jazz!  It's pretty much the most exciting thing on the face of the planet to me that something I have dreamed about since I was in FIRST GRADE - that's 18 years ago, my friends! - is actually becoming a reality!!  I'm going to be a real teacher!  with my own classroom!!  this should be a wild ride...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So of course there's that to look forward to, and continuing to get to know the families around here.  I get to go hold aids babies soon - I hung out with Florence this week in the clinic, she's a year old and she has HIV, but she's super cute and, as I discovered, very tickelish!!  and that was a really special time... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for keeping in touch, it means the world to me!  I'll get pix up soon...  be blessed, my friends!!  We've got it good, so good...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-6377915131601928380?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/6377915131601928380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=6377915131601928380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/6377915131601928380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/6377915131601928380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-honor-of-internet-that-was-installed.html' title='in honor of the internet that was installed here today!'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-7156567616449847794</id><published>2007-12-19T23:55:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T23:57:12.397+03:00</updated><title type='text'>About that trip to Africa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Tuesday, December 12, 2006                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;               About that trip to Africa...                                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="Section1"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt; text-align: right; text-indent: 0.5in;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span century="" schoolbook=""  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;December 2006&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt; text-align: right; text-indent: 0.5in;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span century="" schoolbook=""  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span century="" schoolbook=""  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friends!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hello, I hope this letter finds you blessed, tangled in meaningful relationships, eagerly anticipating the season, and aware of God's love for you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And mine, too, for that matter.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span century="" schoolbook=""  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span century="" schoolbook=""  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span century="" schoolbook=""  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Chances are, we've been in touch lately, and you know the incredibly surprising turn my life will be taking in the next few weeks.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Crazy, huh?!!?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/st1:place&gt;?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Me?!?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ooh my…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How can I say no, though?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is a 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade class waiting for me at the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;African&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Bible&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;College&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Academy&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, among multitudes of other reasons!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And as I'm learning about all the other opportunities that I will have when I live in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malawi&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; (one of the most densely populated African countries and one of the poorest countries in the world) I'm anticipating these next 6 months more and more.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span century="" schoolbook=""  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span century="" schoolbook=""  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Recently, I have been learning that even though we may want to, God doesn't let us do life on our own. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You know how independent I'd like to be, but* how God desires for us to support one another through our journeys**. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Be my friend while I'm gone, please!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In my previous times away, I've learned that one of the hardest parts is being far from people who know me deeply and love me anyway.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;I miss knowing your present joys and struggles, and all the little things that come with sharing life in the way we're meant to.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thankfully, I'll have e-mail, so as long as we can keep in touch,*** the fact that we're on completely opposite sides of the globe shouldn't matter to much. I'll be praying for you, and please remember me as well when you are talking to The Big Guy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He'll have a much better idea of how to take care of me while I'm over there than I can offer right now.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span century="" schoolbook=""  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span century="" schoolbook=""  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;So until next time, take care, and remember that we're blessed…we're so inconceivably blessed, and there is a certain joy that comes with being responsible with that.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For me, right now, this looks like heading out to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Malawi&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/st1:place&gt;, so here I go!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span century="" schoolbook=""  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span century="" schoolbook=""  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                                                                &lt;/span&gt;For His Children, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-size:85%;" century="" schoolbook="" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                                                                           Lisa#2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-size:85%;" century="" schoolbook="" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-size:85%;" century="" schoolbook="" &gt;*If you've just sighed and rolled your eyes, thinking "Not another one of &lt;i style=""&gt;these&lt;/i&gt; kinds of letters!"&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I sincerely ask you to fold this letter up now, toss it, and just know that I may not be able to return any phone calls for a while.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I &lt;i style=""&gt;do not&lt;/i&gt; want to be a burden to anyone.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On the other hand, if for some reason you're getting giddy with the prospect of being able to help and give, please continue reading.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt; text-align: right; text-indent: 0.5in;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span century="" schoolbook=""  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span century="" schoolbook="" 0="" 204=""   style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="Section2"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" century="" schoolbook="" &gt;** I've been asked to raise $800 / month for the 6 ½ months I'll be in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malawi&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, to cover my living expenses – groceries, electricity, etc…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Your help is so appreciated!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You may send any monthly or one time support checks in my name to &lt;b style=""&gt;African Bible College, Inc.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;P.O. Box 103&lt;/st1:street&gt;, &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Clinton&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;MS&lt;/st1:state&gt; &lt;st1:postalcode st="on"&gt;39060&lt;/st1:postalcode&gt;&lt;/st1:address&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Everything is tax deductible and all that jazz.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Again, thanks so so much!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -0.75in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;*** Lisa Kowalski c/o &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;African&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Bible&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;College&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;P.O. Box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt; 1028 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;Lilongwe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;, &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Malawi, &lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;Central Africa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" century="" schoolbook="" lang="PT-BR" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:LaLaLady911@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;LaLaLady911@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" century="" schoolbook="" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;http://&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" century="" schoolbook="" lang="PT-BR" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/lalalady911"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;www.myspace.com/lalalady911&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" century="" schoolbook="" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; 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  &lt;/span&gt;L o v e&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;H i g h&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;A d v e n t u r e !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-7156567616449847794?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/7156567616449847794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=7156567616449847794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/7156567616449847794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/7156567616449847794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/about-that-trip-to-africa_19.html' title='About that trip to Africa...'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-8083295712956457976</id><published>2007-12-19T23:55:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T23:55:43.915+03:00</updated><title type='text'>About that trip to Africa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                             Tuesday, December 12, 2006                           &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               About that trip to Africa...                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="Section1"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt; text-align: right; text-indent: 0.5in;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;December 2006&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt; text-align: right; text-indent: 0.5in;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;Friends!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hello, I hope this letter finds you blessed, tangled in meaningful relationships, eagerly anticipating the season, and aware of God's love for you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And mine, too, for that matter.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Chances are, we've been in touch lately, and you know the incredibly surprising turn my life will be taking in the next few weeks.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Crazy, huh?!!?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/st1:place&gt;?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Me?!?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ooh my…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How can I say no, though?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is a 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade class waiting for me at the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;African&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Bible&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;College&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Academy&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, among multitudes of other reasons!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And as I'm learning about all the other opportunities that I will have when I live in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malawi&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; (one of the most densely populated African countries and one of the poorest countries in the world) I'm anticipating these next 6 months more and more.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;Recently, I have been learning that even though we may want to, God doesn't let us do life on our own. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You know how independent I'd like to be, but* how God desires for us to support one another through our journeys**. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Be my friend while I'm gone, please!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In my previous times away, I've learned that one of the hardest parts is being far from people who know me deeply and love me anyway.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;I miss knowing your present joys and struggles, and all the little things that come with sharing life in the way we're meant to.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thankfully, I'll have e-mail, so as long as we can keep in touch,*** the fact that we're on completely opposite sides of the globe shouldn't matter to much. I'll be praying for you, and please remember me as well when you are talking to The Big Guy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He'll have a much better idea of how to take care of me while I'm over there than I can offer right now.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;So until next time, take care, and remember that we're blessed…we're so inconceivably blessed, and there is a certain joy that comes with being responsible with that.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For me, right now, this looks like heading out to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Malawi&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/st1:place&gt;, so here I go!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                                                                &lt;/span&gt;For His Children, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                                                                           Lisa#2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; line-height: 150%;" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;*If you've just sighed and rolled your eyes, thinking "Not another one of &lt;i style=""&gt;these&lt;/i&gt; kinds of letters!"&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I sincerely ask you to fold this letter up now, toss it, and just know that I may not be able to return any phone calls for a while.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I &lt;i style=""&gt;do not&lt;/i&gt; want to be a burden to anyone.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On the other hand, if for some reason you're getting giddy with the prospect of being able to help and give, please continue reading.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt; text-align: right; text-indent: 0.5in;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;" century="" schoolbook="" color="" 0="" 204=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="Section2"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;** I've been asked to raise $800 / month for the 6 ½ months I'll be in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malawi&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, to cover my living expenses – groceries, electricity, etc…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Your help is so appreciated!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You may send any monthly or one time support checks in my name to &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;African Bible College, Inc.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;P.O. Box 103&lt;/st1:street&gt;, &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Clinton&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;MS&lt;/st1:state&gt; &lt;st1:postalcode st="on"&gt;39060&lt;/st1:postalcode&gt;&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Everything is tax deductible and all that jazz.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Again, thanks so so much!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -0.75in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;*** Lisa Kowalski c/o &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;African&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Bible&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;College&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;P.O. Box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt; 1028 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;Lilongwe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;, &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Malawi, &lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Central Africa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:LaLaLady911@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;LaLaLady911@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;http://&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/lalalady911"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;www.myspace.com/lalalady911&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lalalady911.myphotoalbum.com/ampira.redirect.php?uname=lalalady911&amp;amp;password=remember&amp;amp;action=welcome"&gt;http://&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook="" weight="" normal="" decoration="&amp;quot; none="&gt;lalalady911&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.myphotoalbum.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;" century="" schoolbook="" color="" 0="" 204=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook="" color="" 0="" 204=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in -0.5in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" century="" schoolbook="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;T r u e&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;L o v e&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;H i g h&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;A d v e n t u r e !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-8083295712956457976?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/8083295712956457976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=8083295712956457976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/8083295712956457976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/8083295712956457976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/about-that-trip-to-africa.html' title='About that trip to Africa...'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193155674706149826.post-2721269887862049263</id><published>2007-12-19T23:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T23:54:55.316+03:00</updated><title type='text'>by the way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;Monday, December 04, 2006&lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;td&gt;               &lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;               by the way... (blog .3 today, hehe!)                                             &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm moving to africa.  in a few weeks. for a few months.   wow.  :)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9193155674706149826-2721269887862049263?l=lalalady911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/feeds/2721269887862049263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193155674706149826&amp;postID=2721269887862049263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/2721269887862049263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193155674706149826/posts/default/2721269887862049263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalalady911.blogspot.com/2007/12/by-way.html' title='by the way...'/><author><name>LaLaLady911</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915201650042389873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VMVxkturOFo/R5zKz3_5xzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Gbk9rTn0oA/S220/IMG_0856_crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
