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JK. Well only half kidding.  Since I lured you in with a promise of fun and crafty ideas Ill at least share a recipe I recently made.  Its pretty easy and good for a quick lunch when youre tired of PB&J.  So heres what you do:
Take a tomato, half an onion, a quarter of a red pepper (if you like bellpepper), a scoop of sour cream, and some V8 tomato/fruit juice(or you can use ketchup if you dont have that).  Mix all of that into a blender.  Heat this concoction until warm.  Season with a little salt and pepper and enjoy with some fresh cheese or bread.

So, anyways... that was pretty good, I thought. I havent posted in a while so Im gonna try to remember and write about the things I found more interesting that have come to pass over the past few weeks.  I feel like Ive settled down into a decent routine.  Well as much of a routine as we can have, not always knowing exactly when we may be needed somewhere the next week.  The days seem to go by pretty fast here as we are often pretty busy.  The past three Sundays we have been in charge of the worship service in the different congregations around here.  They all went pretty well.  Raele, Maretta, and I all had little slips of paper to read from, and from the feedback we got, we didnt totally butcher their language.  Today I actually spoke with no paper, partly because I didnt realize until we got there that I was gonna be talking again, but also because I was confident that I could at least get my point across without having to read it. 

We have also started having kids at Checkpoint every day.  The first week for Checkpoint was Kinderwoche where all of IMT and the two girls from last years team were working there together.  We didnt have any kids the first few days so we went outside to the park and played with kids and met their parents.  By the last day of Kinderwoche we had about ten come to Checkpoint to eat some homemade sweets and see where we were.  The past two weeks we have worked at Checkpoint only on Thursdays and then Fridays we work with the same kids, but in a gym.  Tuesdays and Wednesdays Karen and Sni have to work alone at Checkpoint, and I think it has been a bit stressful.  This past week we had a new kid every day and Thursday we had seventeen kids there.  It was stressful even with six of us helping out.  But its also alot of fun, and I think its gonna be very good for the kids in that area.

Aside from work I have been able to do a few different things in my free time.  The weekend before Halloween I went to a Divali festival at the uni here.  Its a rather big Indian festival and most of my friends from our language course were there.  It was a fun night.  They had several presentations about what is the Divali festival, as well as some things that were more just Indian culture in general. One of my friends that I would never have expected to dance, danced rather well to a kind of Indian hip-hop.  It was very entertaining.  They also had fireworks which is a huge part of Divali as it means the light in the dark.  After the fireworks we got to eat.  I knew Indian food was spicy, but wow, it was spicy.  I have no idea what I ate, but most of it tasted pretty good and a tiny, little bit actually didnt light my mouth on fire.  Once all the cultural activities were finished they turned the place into an Indian disco.  It was a good time to talk with my friends I hadnt seen in a while.

For Halloween I was invited by one of the Turkish girls to come to a Halloween party one of her friends were having.  I didnt have anything else to do so I decided to go.  She told me what time and where to go.  So I showed up right on time and where she told me to go.  I was not exactly sure what to expect, but I did think she and our other friends would be there when I arrived.  I should have gone later.  I showed up to the room and walked in as the door was open.  There were maybe four people there putting the finishing touches on all their decorations.  The girl, who I assume it was her apartment, was not very fond of me.  Complicating things was that I wasnt sure whether to try and speak German or English, I tried German but couldnt express myself very well as I was a bit flustered by my welcome and trying to think in another language.  The girl thought I had invited myself.  I asked her if she knew the girls that invited me and she said yea, and I told her they invited me, but I dont think she believed me.  She also was mad I wasnt "dressed up" for Halloween.  I was actually a homeless person(I know a pretty bad costume but I didnt have anything else here and didnt put too much effort into it because I didnt decide until an hour or two before that Id actually go).  I thought with my scruff it was an ok costume, and it definitely wasnt what I would normally wear out.  But, I think everyone here thinks you have to wear face paint to be "dressed up".  Everyone there had some kind of very cheap looking face paint on, and I really think they expected everyone to come with face paint.  I ended up leaving before anyone else showed up because I could tell the girl didnt want me there, but I saw pictures later and everyone had this cheap face paint, and some with normal clothes on.  They may have all been zombies, but I didnt think their zombie costumes were any better than mine, if thats what they were going for.   Oh, well.

I have also found/gotten some opportunities to finally play some sports.  Last weekend the hospital had a volleyball tournament for all of their employees that we were invited to take part in.  Our team consisted of me, four of the girls from IMT, and one middle aged guy from the hospital.  I had never really played volleyball except at the beach and one time when I first got here in Zwickau, but it was a lot of fun.  Considering that we had never practiced together and most of us had never really played that much at all, we were not too bad.  We ended up in 5 out of 8 teams, but I think we were really the 4th best team and maybe could have beaten the 3rd place team.  They did a kind of random draw for the first round where we played three games.  We only won one of those, but were fairly close to one team and lost on the last serve to the other. We were competitive with all of the teams we played, and the girls said that they think the girl keeping our points actually messed up our score in the game where we lost on the last serve.  That may or may not have come into play when they seeded us for the secound round.  They added up all of the points each team scored and then ranked us 1 to 8.  We fell into the second group of 4, but if our score had not been messed up we may have been in the first group.  In the second round we completely dominated the other three teams, which was fun, but at the same time, I think it would have been more fun to have had a little more competition. 

My second opportunity to play a sport turned out to not really be so promising.  I had talked with several people here about wanting to play basketball and last week Barry told me I could go to this gym at this hour and practice with a team there.  Because I was working at Checkpoint, I wasnt able to get there until about 35 or 40 minutes after Barry had said to go.  I figured Id go on anyways and I could at least figure out where everything was and maybe still get to play for a few minutes.  So, I found the gym and changed into my basketball clothes.  I should say I found the building where the gym is, I had to walk around a little bit before I heard the sounds of shoes squeaking and running to find which doors to enter.  I finally found them and walked in. I was in the right place, but not really for me.  The guys there were scrimmaging and there two or three managers/trainers on the side who looked at me as I walked in.  Most of the players were at least a foot taller than me, and it was very clear I was nowhere near as good as they are.   I talked to the managers anyways and told them I had heard I might could play basketball here.  They were a little befuddled and I dont think they knew exactly what to say.  They were very nice about it.  Finally one guy that was a sub helped me out and took me to look at the schedule to show me when the "second team" or the league behind them practiced.  They were the professional basketball team here in Chemnitz.  I looked them up when I got home and found one guy was actually from Tuscaloosa, but had played for UCF.  I was really just looking for some kind of pick up game, or a league where regular people play, so I dont think Ill go back.

I also got a chance to hang out with my friends Oznur, Esma, and Sefer and talk about all different kinds of things.  Esma invited us all to her room and prepared two different Turkish dishes.  I  am really not sure what they were but they were very good.  Sefer wants to make a movie while we are all here in Chemnitz so Im pretty excited about that.  I also got to share with them about what I believe.  They were very interested and had several questions.  I told them all the basics of what we believe as Christians, answered their questions, and tried to clarify where and why some of the differences arise between Protestants and Catholics.  They had a hard time believing that Mary could have been a virgin and God just put Jesus in her womb.  It was also very tough trying to explain the Trinity and how they are all one and yet different.  I tried to stress the fact that Jesus came from God to save us from our sins.  That He came so that we could be reunited with God, that we were seperated because of our sins.  I found it tough to explain how Jesus came from God to save us, that He died a human death, and at the same time He is God and was making a bridge for us to Himself/God.  They also shared some of their beliefs about Islam with me.  It was a very good/interesting conversation. 
I guess thats about all that Ive been up to. Thats all I can really remember for now.  I hope Ok State and LSU lose soon.  If we have to play LSU again for a shot at a National Championship, I think we will win, but Id rather play someone else since I kinda feel like its cheap to LSU.   oh well. Roll Tide!

Snow is coming

Theres not too much to report on this week.  We have just been planning and getting ready for our Kinderwoche next week.  There was snow not too far from here though.  Id be ok if it didnt get here for another month or two, but I dont expect to be so lucky.  I do have one story I guess I can share below.

On Monday all of us went with Katja, one of our bosses, to her parents house in a smaller city in the country.  I had not planned on going with the girls, but after not being able to make any other plans and being talked into it by Katjas husband, I decided to go with.  We were going for the sauna.  I didnt know it at the time, but the sauna is at her parents house, a small shack really that Matthias had built with another building next door with fresh, cold water in a tub.  If youre into that kind of thing its really a nice set-up and cool that they built it themselves.  Personally, I have never really been to a sauna.  Maybe I have once or twice stepped into one at the beach or in some kind of large gym locker room like at the rec center, but I have never really had too much interest I guess.  I dont think they are exactly the most popular thing in Alabama.  Or the second.  Anyways, I didnt exactly know what all takes place when you go to enjoy the sauna.  We got there and first ate dinner together in a little living room that was to be where we would cool down and relax after going into the sauna.  They told me you do not want to go into a sauna with a full stomach, but then they served a pretty good amount of food.  I was not going to eat too much since they had warned me, but then it seemed like they were all eating a good bit, and she had prepared two footlong hotdog wieners for everyone so I figured I should at least eat that.  I could have eaten more, but I was pretty satisfied with the amount of food I did eat.  Anyways, that may or may not have come into play later.  After dinner we decided the men would go into the sauna first.  So the women left the room and Matthias and I got undressed and put our towels on.  At this point I still was not really sure what to expect.  They had told me many times you go into the sauna naked, and I was a little bit wary of just how much we were gonna see of each other.  I also found out later that the girls, except for Katja, wore a bathing suit when they went.  I had not brought anything like this because they told me I only needed to bring two towels and sandals.  I had imagined we were going into a large public sauna or something and I didnt really want to be the only one in a bathing suit and figured when in Germany do as the Germans.  So, at this point I did realize that it was only going to be me and Matthias, but wasnt sure exactly how it was all gonna go down.  It turned out to be not so bad after all.  We had to walk outside in the super cold to get to the sauna, which was really just a little shack he had built.  He let me go in first and I went to the farthest point from the stove and sat down on the wooden bench.  I kept my towel around me because I didnt know if you were supposed to take it off or not.  He came in and shut the door and derobed.  Once I saw that he did, I did the same.  Luckily, it was pitch black in there so you couldnt see anything at all and so it wasnt so awkward.  We stayed in for about 15 minutes and he told me it was about 185-194 degrees F.  It was warm. I was definitely sweating, but it felt pretty good.  A few more minutes and I would have been at the point where I was definitely ready to leave.  I thought I was doing pretty good, staying in there the entire time with Matthias, and then we went outside and to the cold water.  Ive never really liked to feel cold, so I just splashed a little on my face and body to cool off a little bit.  Matthias derobed again and dunked himself in the tub.  We walked outside in our towels and sat on a bench under the stars.  It was really a nice night and even though it was cold, it felt good after being in the sauna.  But then it got embarrassing.  I dont know if it was because I had eaten too much food or just because I am not used to the sauna and all that, but I started feeling like I wanted to throw up.   I also was seeing a ring of light ha.  I figured it would go away if I sat there long enough and cooled off, but it felt better to kind of lean over.  Matthias saw that and started asking if I was ok.  I told him yea, and just kind of signaled my stomach didnt feel so great.  Well he rushed into action and made me lay down and held my feet up.  Not 10 seconds after I had laid down the girls came out to see if we were finished.  Matthias told them to get me some water quick and then he held my feet for another two minutes or so.  That really did help, and I felt better immediately.  But the girls thought we had been out so long because I had been there a while.  Of course they are from Germany and Estonia which is basically sauna capital of the world after Finland, so they had no problems at all and got to laugh at me.  After youre done with the rotation of the sauna and then the cold water, youre supposed to go back inside to the room where we ate and cool down for a half hour and then start it all over again.  You typically go into the sauna three times in one night.  I decided I was pretty comfortable in the living room and just stayed there the rest of the night.  They acted like they will be going several times this winter, but I havent decided yet if Ill go back or not.

A Day in the Life of Iva... me.

So I have been here working with IMT for about five weeks now, and I can finally give a little more insight into what a typical week looks like for me and what I am actually doing here.  We have several different programs that we work with throughout the week.  All of them are with kids, youth, and some college aged students, but mostly kids and youth.  Ill give you a rundown of the week and then add some extras at the end.  On Monday we have a free day.  This is our day off to do whatever we want.  The past few Mondays we have usually done at least one thing together as a team, such as going to the town center to shop or going out for lunch or something like that.  Its also a good day for me to meet up with other people from the school or do laundry or whatever other errands I may need to run.  Tuesdays we usually have breakfast with Katja, although we will meet with Barry, the pastor here, once he is back from his break. We use this time to just see how we are doing and they let us know about events or whatnot that we have coming up. In the afternoon we drive to the next town over called Floha, for K2.  K2 is a program with the kids from the city there.  We all meet in a kind of flat there and then usually have a short little Bible verse or story or something and then just play with the kids.  Sometimes we have played insid eand sometimes outside, but it is getting cold here so Im not sure how much outside playing we will do from now on.  This may or may not be a problem.  The kids in K2 can sometimes be very rowdy so it was good to be able to go outside and let out their energy.  We will see how it goes if were stuck inside.  We will need some good games and things to keep them busy.  They do have a foosball table so thats always fun.   We also always have a little snack with the kids at the end.  On Tuesday nights we drive back from Floha, eat dinner, and then have Hauskreis.  This is kind of like a youth group meeting in our room in the hospital.  There is a school for nurseshere and Im pretty sure most if not all of the students also live here with us.  The Hauskreis is something we do to try and get them to come and join us and learn a little bit about God.  We usually have a little message mixed in with some kind of creative activity or game and then afterwards we have tea and cookies and just hang out.  On Wednesdays we have time in the morning to plan and work on ideas for our different programs.  Wednesday afternoon we drive back to Floha for Jump and Kirchenclub.  Kirchenclub is with the same kids from K2.  This is a program run by another church here, so we just go and play with the kids or help with the cooking.  At the same time this program is going on, two of us have to go to the church and run Jump.  Jump is a program exactly like K2 except in the church.  Apparently they use to be the same thing but some of the parents didnt want their kids to mingle with the kids from K2 so they had to create two different programs.  It is really ridiculous.  I can not understand how the parents in the church thought it was ok to not let thos children come to the church.  Anyways, Wednesday nights we dont have anything, but for the past few weeks I have been meeting with Tobias to work on my German.  I have really enjoyed my time with him and his family.  He has a really nice wife and two young children.  Its good for me to have time to just hang out with some other people than the girls I work with all the time, as much as I love them we all need a break sometimes.  On Thursdays we have been meeting in the morning to plan different programs that are not weekly.  The past few weeks we have been working on our Kinderwoche, which is a week at the end of October where we will meet with the same kids every day for the entire afternoon.  Thursdays are also now a time to work on and plan a new project we are starting, and in the future will be where we work during the afternoons.  The project is called CheckPoint.  It is here in Chemnitz and one of the girls from last years IMT is in charge of it.  They have an apartment where the kids can come every day of the week and participate in different activities.  From what I have understood it sounds a lot like BigHouse, or rather our afternoon programs at BigHouse.  They will have a few different activities such as English or dance lessons every afternoon, and then also just time to eat and play.  I really wish I could understand more German, because I think I could really help with my experience form BigHouse.  Friday mornings we have more time to plan and work on different things.  In the afternoon we go to a gym here in Chemnitz and play different games with kids there.  This program is called SSS- Sport, spiele, spas.  which means sports, play, fun.  After this we go to the youthgroup at the local church here.  I have only been once to this so I am not sure how involved or how much we are in charge of that.  Saturdays we have a few different programs that meet once a month.  The only one I have been to so far is Wesley Scouts which is basically scouts for all the kids at the church.  Sundays we have church in the morning and then free afternoons.  We have also had two weekends where we went to big youth events for the conference here.  They were like weekends North Alabama Conference would have at Camp Sumatanga.

We also do many things together as a team besides working.  We eat all of our meals together unless one of us is meeting someone for German lessons or gone for a work related reason.  We also sing and pray together just about every day after dinner usually.  We make our breakfasts and dinners here and then for lunch we eat in the hospital cafeteria.

This past weekend we had a youth event for the conference again.  It was a lot of fun.  The highlight was going to a Planetarium.  They said it was a kind of thank you for all the youth leaders there from the conference.  I thoroughly enjoyed it.  I have always wanted to go to a planetarium, and I hope to go back to another one.  We actually saw more of a show than just looking at the stars, which I think I would also like.  Im not sure if what we saw is what typically people go there for or not.  It was a kind of laser light show with Queen music and the dome was used as a screen for video and all sort of like an IMAX theatre.  They used old Queen concert footage as well as what I think was the actual night sky all meshed together.  It was really cool and in English so I could understand it.  Which reminds me, I find it very interesting how many English songs they sing in the churches here.  Also, how often I come across English in their phrases or just every day life.  It sounds funny to me when the entire congregation sings with their accents and how they pronounce some words. Im sure I sound the same way to them, but its cool and makes me smile to hear them sing some of the same  songs we sing and how differently it sounds.  Sometimes the German people really struggle with the pace or getting all the words right.  Its exactly what would happen if our churhc tried to sing a German hymn or song.

I also noticed this weekend a very interesting observation.  When I cannot understand someone talking, such as a speaker for a large group, I am much more aware of their body language and actions.  It reminded me of a show I had seen with Penn and Teller.  They were doing magic tricks and showing how it was done, and they showed one where it was really quite easy to see what had happened... when they muted themselves.  They knew that by talking and distracting you with a story or whatever, they could easily move something with their hands without you noticing.  When they muted the volume it was obvious they were moving something around.  Anyways I noticed the same phenomemon happens when you cant understand the other language as well.

Romania and stuff

Romania

My trip to Romania was very good.  I will go ahead and tell about all the characters in my story so that I do not have to keep referring to the “guy who is German who was in charge of our trip” or “the Romanian girl who could speak English and went around with us”.  There were seven of us total that drove from Chemnitz to Romania.  First is my friend Jon, who I met in the German course and needed to go back to Romania to get some insurance stuff worked out.  Then Ingo, Detliff, Dagma, and Mischa were all from the church here in Chemnitz.  Dagma was the only woman with us and Mischa was our boss.  Silvio and myself were the last of our party from Germany.   I do not think Silvio knew anyone but Mischa before the trip.  He comes from a part of Germany that has a very strong accent and a different dialect that is sometimes very hard to understand.  The rest of the people are Romanians that we met there.  Nate and Mari is a young married couple who went around as our translators.  Nate can speak German and Romanian and Mari Romanian and English so I was able to understand too.  For three nights we stayed with a pastor named Niko and his wife and daughter. So those are all the major players in this tale from afar.  Sorry for the cheesiness, I feel like telling a story and spicing it up, but don’t worry, everything you read here is true. 

So when we started out I really had no idea what we were going to be doing or what I was really supposed to do.  I had been asked if I could drive and so I thought I was going just as a driver and that the other people couldn’t drive at all.  This turned out to be false.  I rode with Silvio the entire time and only drove for a few hours on the long trip there and back.  I couldn’t tell if he just liked to drive or if he was not too sure about my driving.  The first time we swapped on the way there may have had something to do with that.  We had stopped at one of the borders to buy what they call a vignette, which is something you must pay for so that you can drive on the different countries highways.  After a nice little break and stretching it was time to go and Silvio gave me the keys to drive.  I got in the drivers seat, buckled up, and turned on the van.  The other two cars went on ahead of us and since I didn’t want to lose them I kind of rushed the clutch and tried to catch up.  Instead of catching up I stalled out.  And then I did it two or three more times.  I was a bit embarrassed, I had told him I knew how to drive a manual and how I have one back home and all, and then I could not for the life of me get the van to go.  At this point I looked over at Silvio with an expression of I have no idea what is going on here and then noticed the parking break was still on.  I felt a wave of relief that there was another reason for me not being able to get going.  But then it happened again.  I got going in first gear just fine but when I tried to shift to second I killed it again.  I finally got it up to speed and we took off down the highway.  I was happy to be driving in the higher gears where you can’t really kill it like that and then not too long down the road we got stuck in traffic.  And I killed it twice more.  The clutch was very tight so you had to take your foot off of it very slowly.  Because we were in traffic I was trying to go a little too quick and killed it.  Then I killed it again trying to shift into second gear.  At this point Silvio realized what I was doing and let me know I was shifting into fourth gear instead of second.   The van had six gears and the R was on the bottom to the far left, where the second gear is on every other car I have driven.  Because of this I was trying to not move the gear shifter all the way to the left and down when I went to second gear.  I did not realize you have to pull something else to get into R and that the second gear was located in the same place as it normally is.  So, anyways once I figured that out I was ok, but I think the damage may have already been done and so I didn’t have to drive that much.  A little embarrassing, but I guess it kind of worked out good for me.

So anyways, back to our trip.  In the beginning I had it in my mind that this was going to be like the trips to Mexico that I had been on with our church back home.  Because of this I did find several similarities in the two trips, but once I realized that I was trying to make it similar I also found many differences.  We ate good everywhere we went.  The Romanian people we stayed with and met were all very good to us and seemed very appreciative of us being there.  Being with the Germans and seeing their attitudes and the attitudes of the Romanians around the Germans, I realized that Germany is really viewed as a rich country and a good place to live in Europe.  This was a lot like when us as Americans would visit Mexico.  There was a certain attitude that you could feel, and one that I think our youth group and myself probably had when we visited Mexico.  Everything is different from your country and you feel as though you’re being adventurous and learning a new culture.  At the same time there is a kind of arrogance among your group.  It is not a mean arrogance, just kind of a feeling that you know where you come from is better and maybe not even an arrogance but just a feeling of strangeness amongst the new surroundings and so you compare it to what you have back home and think how much easier life is for you.  I know I never realized I felt that when I was in Mexico, and I don’t believe any of the Germans would say they think they are better than the Romanians or anything like that.  But I think once I had seen the poverty in Mexico and the Germans saw the poverty in Romania this arrogance transforms into a kind of pity and maybe even guilt.  The Germans had the same reactions as many of our group had when they came face to face with such extreme poverty, they cried and realized how much we all have.  They thought about their own children living like so many people do, and wanted to bring them back to their world or at least give more to make these kids lives better.  I don’t know how it will impact their lives, but I know for me and probably many others who I have gone to Mexico with it stays with you, although, at the same time, we go back to our worlds and after a few weeks you don’t really think about it anymore.  Before long we are again worrying about what new clothes or shoes we need to look good, or when the next xbox game is coming out.  I really wonder what would the Romanians think or feel if they went to Mexico.  To me, the people in Mexico were worse off, but it really wasn’t by that much.  That’s really not important though, Id just like to know if when people who live in extreme poverty see other people in extreme poverty, would they have the same reactions as us?  Would they see poverty? Would they see everything we don’t see in their lives, or would they see the things that are there and think I wish I had those 4 years old, dirty, holey shoes?  Would it be the same as when I used to go to Matt’s house and wish I had a tv and N64 in my room? 

These kinds of trips remind you that we are the rich people, in America especially.  Its good to be reminded, but also raises a lot of questions.  I used to think how glad I was that my family was not super rich, that my parents made me work growing up and how I learned to be frugal at times and not have to have everything I wanted.  I would read the verses about the rich man going to heaven and how its easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle and think how glad I was that I didn’t have so much that I was so consumed by my possessions.  And then when I saw someone begging or without, I would think Im just a college student, I don’t really have that much to give anyways.  And later Id buy myself a new xbox game.  We are the rich men Jesus talked about.  We are also the ones to whom much has been given, so much is expected from us.  But I don’t know how to give up my things and trust that God will provide.  I can give a little every month or when I go on a trip.  What I think I can give and still have enough to live like I want to, that is.  It makes me feel better about myself, makes me feel like I must be doing something right.  But Jesus told the rich man to sell all his possessions and give the money to the poor. Everything.  How do I give away all my new clothes? What will I wear? What has God already provided that I should keep for myself? What do I really need?  I have no idea.

Id like to end with that, but there is more from Romania that I found interesting.  I had several very good conversations with Jon, Mari, and then with the other Germans.  There are very many Gypsies that live in Romania and the Romanians hate them.  Every Romanian that I talked with about them said the same things.  They said they were lazy and didn’t work or even want to work, that they thought differently than others.  They talked about them being thiefs and begging for money instead of getting real jobs.  There are many houses in Romania that were half built and they said these were all Gypsy houses, that they start to build these huge homes but then don’t have enough money to finish them.  There were also many finished houses that were also clearly Gypsy houses by the decorations they use.  They told me the Gypsies had no taste and built these huge homes with all kinds of tacky decorations.  Mari told me many of the kids didn’t go to school and most didn’t want help to get out of their situations even if there was some kind of help for them, which in most cases there is not.   I guess every society needs someone to hate/blame?

I learned a lot more about Ingo.  He is a man from the church here in Chemnitz who is very interesting to me.  I have known him for three weeks, and been around him a fair amount.  He set up our internet here and then tried to help me with my computer when it didn’t work.  I also have been around him at a few different programs we help with and the entire time had no idea he could speak English.  I do not think I would have known this even now, but he rode with Mari and so the only way to communicate was for him to speak English.  When I had been around him before he acted like he couldn’t understand anything I said in English.  I asked him why he never let on that he could understand and he said it was kind of a German way to not show everything you can do.  He said part of it was from the war and the other part was that you didn’t want to act like you were better than everyone else.  Talking with him and everyone else was very interesting but I cant really explain everything we talked about here. 

A few other things.  We went to a really nice castle one afternoon.  Supposedly Vlad Tepes, aka Vlad the Impaler, aka Dracula was held prisoner here for one year.  There are a few other facts or tales from the castle but Ill attach those to the pictures with which they belong on facebook.  The Romanians eat a lot of peppers and grow grapes everywhere.  It was really cool to be able to pick a bundle of grapes fresh off the vine and eat them.  It was not so cool(pun intended) to eat some of the peppers.  One meal we had some kind of peppers that Silvio and I tried.  He and I both could not eat the whole thing and I even felt kind of lightheaded it was so hot.  Jon had no problem with it and was laughing at us.  Silvio put the last one in his pocket to take home to his son.  I thought that was funny.   We went to the slums, a few families homes, to a childrens home, and to a place where mentally handicapped youth were living.  All these places we dropped off clothes or bikes or something helpful and then played with the kids for a little while. Jon told me he had never seen anything like this and it was very hard for him.  He said hes not usually around this kind of thing.  I was glad he went.  He just wanted a ride back to get his insurance stuff sorted out, but he got a bit of an education too I think.  He is studying politics in the uni here so I told him its good for him to see so that he can now know the people he is serving. He is also Orthodox.  I need to talk with him later, but I don’t think he understood or was used to some of the things we did or what the pastor said.  I am not entirely sure what, or even if I agree with what the pastor said, but he was translating for me and at one point told me now this guy is just being rude. Ha, I am looking forward to finding out what it was he said.

Ill post the pictures on facebook soon I hope.  I didn’t take any pictures of the different places we went because I didn’t feel right about it.  I tried to imagine if people came to my house and started taking pictures like I was an animal in a zoo or some kind of sight to see, and I just think that would feel a bit demeaning.  Besides, you never see the pictures that Jesus, Gandhi, or Mother Theresa took, just the pictures of them loving the people.  Not to say Im anywhere in their ballpark, but I figured it was a start in the right direction to worry more about interacting with the people instead of hiding behind a camera lens.

Quick Update

We dont have internet at the hospital where we are staying right now. Hopefully that will be fixed pretty soon though. I have had a pretty busy and tiring week with work starting in the afternoons and german class in the mornings.  Monday night I got to meet up with one of my classmates to watch a soccer game.  Tuesday night I met up with a guy from who is going to meet with me to hang out and practice speaking in German.  We went and ate dinner then went and met up with some other of my classmates and watched another game.  You can find a soccer game to watch every day of the week here.  Yesterday we working with the kids in Floha, well playing with them, and one of their dads showed up.  He was drunk and drinking more.  He talked with the lady in charge most of the time, but he was really not that threatening which was the only good thing about it.  He is a Nazi as best I could tell. He thought I was from England and wanted to talk with me about the Bible and about what he believes.  Once he found out I was from America he didnt seem to really want to talk with me.  I am really not sure why that made a difference.  I tried to ask the German girl on our team, but I couldnt understand her response and I dont think she wanted to talk about him too much.  I am very interested in talking with the guy though. Hopefully once I learn German a little better I amy get another chance.  Most of the people in my class have been very interesting to discuss our religions with. One guy from China told me he wants to come to church with us sometime.  Im excited about this, but I am not going to be at church for the next two weeks so I hope he doesnt lose interest during that time.  This weekend we are going to a youth workers conference or something.  The next weekend I will be in Romania.  Oh yea, next Wednesday I am driving some people to Romania.  Again, as best as I can tell, it is kind of a mission trip they do every year at least once.  I think we will be taking supplies and things to poor areas in Romania.  One of my friends from the class is form Romania and has asked if we have an open seat.  I have not asked yet, but I hope he will be able to come with us.  He is fun to talk with.  He is an Eastern Orthodox Christian and after the class I took I am very interested in learning more from him.  I think that there were some aspects of Christianity the West may have lost in the Great Schism.  Anyways, more later.  Peace

IMT Start Week

Since my last post I have been extremely busy and at the moment I am pretty tired... therefore, I will try to remember everything but this will probably be more of a highlight post.

My last weekend in Zwickau with verona and her family was spent camping with some of their friends.  It was a very relaxing time just hanging out, going for walks, and swimming in the lake nearby. I wasnt quite sure what to expect, but it was kind of like camping at someones lake house but with the lake not right there.  The food was all really good and their friends were good to try and practice some German with.  I did find out just how unbashful German people are though.  We went swimming with one of the women we were camping with, and instead of changing into a bathing suit she just stripped down in front of us at the lake and jumped in.  There were some other things that I observed or happened on the trip but after this week I cannot remember them at all.

So... Monday morning we drove to Chemnitz and met the rest of the team, except for one girl from Brazil who is coming next week.  There is a girl from Estonia named Mareta. She is 19, has a lot of energy, and is the youngest child in her family.  She has been here the longest of the three new members of the team and can understand the most German although she doesnt like to try and speak it very often.  The next member is Claudia.  She comes from Germany, is the niece of one of our leaders, and is 24.  She can speak a little bit of English and can understand much more, can sing, and has kind of been our front man because she speaks German.  The next member is Raele. She comes from Latvia, is 19, and can also sing very well.  She and the next team member, Snidze, attended Wesley Camp in Latvia and we know several of the same people from Alabama. Sniedze is 24 and was a member of the team last year. She will be working on a little more specialized project than the rest of us so I am not sure as of yet how much we will work with her and the last member, Karen.  Karen is from Brazil and was also on the team last year so she is doing something a little more specialzed as well.  So thats a quick rundown of our team here.

Every morning this week and for the next two weeks, Raele, Mareta, and myself are attending German classes for four hours in the local uni here.  So far I have really enjoyed the classes.  We are in the very lowest begginners class and since Mareta and I have been in Germany for a week or so, we seem to be at the top of the class.  I love meeting the other students and talking with them.  They come from China, Venezuela, Spain, Estonia, India, Turkey, Mongolia, and Romania, but all of them can speak English so its good for me.  There are four students from Turkey and three who came from the same uni there and so I think knew each other beforehand.  In class we split up and talk in German at times.  The other day I was paired with one of the girls from Turkey and she was super interested in who I am and what I did and just everything about me.  She told me that in Turkey they saw people from the US and thought they were not kind, but that I looked kind and was kind.  Im not sure if kind was the exact word she wanted to use, but she doesnt speak English like you and me. Either way I could tell she was really surprised.  I am very interested in talking more with them as well the other students and figuring out just what she meant.  The other thing I have enjoyed about the class is that to learn German our teacher asks us questions about our home country and other historic and geographical questions.  We are all learning about each others countries while we learn German.  I also feel like I have the best education in the class.  Many, many times I am the only one that knows or has heard of some of the people we discuss in relation to German history or even the only other person that knows who someone from that country talks about.  I feel like most of the things we talk about I learned at IB.  Some of the people we talk about I am very surprised that others dont know them at all.  I dont know how prestigious this particular uni is, so that may play a role if these are not the best and brightest from their countries, but I def can see a difference in the level of education as far as history goes.  These students may also be engineers or something like that so they focused on math and science.

Back to IMT... for lunch we come back to the hospital and eat in their cafeteria. The food is not bad, although its nothing special either.  This week we did a lot of start work.. going over rules and what was expected and different forms we needed to fill out, as well as visiting a few of the places we will be working.  It seems from these places and what else they have told me, we will work with one or two different groups each afternoon-night, and what we do differs slightly depending on the group of kids.  With some we will just play and be extra helping hands and with other groups we will be more in charge, planning and leading bible studies and games.  It really kind of feels like some of what I did at BigHouse, just with different kids each day.  So, Micah, Susannah, Danna, and anyone else who works with kids creatively on a regular basis let me know if you have any good ideas for things to do with the kids... please.  This week has been very tiring though.  We have had very little if any free time to ourselves.  To end this week we went camping last night.  It was not so bad, there was a lot of very pretty scenery, but I thought we were going to see an area I was told was forbidden to sleep in and not on the map so that tourists wouldnt flock to it.  We never made it.  We left last night and hiked about an hour to where we slept.  It was a kind of cave.  We slept on the rock there and then this morning hiked some more.  Thats when I was kind of disappointed.  We were all very tired from the week already and hiking and sleeping on rocks the night before didnt make us any less tired.  So when we walked and walked and I thought we were headed to see this really amazing area they were trying to keep from tourists, and it turned out we were just a little bit lost heading back to our car I was kinda disappointed.  Its all good though.  We have had a good bit of free time today and I think we will again tomorrow so I can rest!

addendum

I forgot a few things I wanted to share yesterday.  First things about the kindergarten.  The kids get fresh fruit every day for a snack.  The teachers cut it all up and put them in two bowls overflowing with apples, oranges, and bananas.  They then call all the kids to sit on the floor in a circle and put the bowls in the middle of them.  What commences reminds me very much of what you see at the zoo when the monkeys are fed.  Little hands dig in from every direction and then shove the fruit into their mouths.  The kids end up with juices running down their faces and dirty hands but are really pretty clean.  Another thing that I first experienced at the kindergarten but am realizing it is everywhere, is having to take off your shoes that you wear outside before you go inside.  At the kindergarten I have to put on house shoes, much like Mr. Rogers, every morning, at peoples houses I leave them outside, and even when I went to play volleyball tonight I was supposed to change shoes when I got to the gym. 

I also wanted to tell more about the leftovers that we sometimes eat at dinner.  They are usually left over from lunch, but are sometimes left over from the dinner or lunch on the day before.  This is pretty normal, however, the leftovers are never put away.  They are left out on the counter in the pot they were cooked in, uncovered, and then reheated when its time to eat it again.  I am not trying to be critical here, the food surprisingly still tastes fine and I haven’t gotten sick yet, but I guess this is just something I have never seen before. 

One last thing to add about the city of Zwickau.  It is a really neat city.  Everywhere you look there is history from the 20^th century around and probably even more from before then but I just do not recognize it.  On the sidewalks they have little plaques in front of houses where Jewish people killed in the Holocaust used to live as a kind of remembrance.  The architecture is a mix between the traditional German and the kind used during the GDR under the communists.  There are also still crosswalk lights with the pictures from when the GDR was still around.  It is cool to walk where so much history took place and makes it easier to imagine what it must have been like to live during these times.  So many times I have seen pictures of the Nazis in action, so to speak, however, those were only still frames of a fragment of what happened in real life.  Here I can imagine the Nazis dragging families out of a house, like you would see in a picture, but also everything the might’ve taken place around them as well.  The person driving by in a car slowly, wondering what those people were in trouble for and trying to not draw attention to themselves, or the neighbors down the street walking back from the bakery with bread for dinner, sad to see their longtime acquaintances being taken away, not knowing what is really happening, but scared to ask for fear of incriminating themselves.  I can even imagine the young man standing down the street, who informed the Nazis where the Jews were living, believing the propaganda all around him and thinking he had done the right thing yet still feeling a tinge of guilt as the family is carried away.  Its all so much more real than the pictures when you walk the same streets as the participants of history.