tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-109869292024-03-14T07:07:59.478-05:00My Bag is PackedI like to be ready to drop everything and go on a new adventure. I always carry my passport with me.BWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718591680234202336noreply@blogger.comBlogger205125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10986929.post-67663703166600411102012-05-28T01:01:00.002-05:002012-05-28T01:01:21.876-05:00Picnic in ChomaI had the most humbling experience yesterday at Choma. We went to the markets and the gift shop at the museum as we have done the past four years. A couple of the supervisors go to the grocery deli to buy roasted chicken and chips, drinks, dessert for a picnic. I generally buy an extra meal in case anyone gets hungry and if no one eats it, I give it to the guard at the front gate for his lunch.
This year as we were cleaning up from the picnic, I noticed a shabbily dressed older woman carefully watching the trash can. I assumed that she was going to raid the trash after we left, so I held out the extra food and offered it to her. She gave me the traditional handshake and slight curtesy that many Zambians give as a very polite greeting, then she got down on her knees to thank me. All I could say was, no, no please get up and of course she could not understand me. She did get up but still bowed several times. She did not ask for money but was willing to dig in my discarded trash for food. All I did was offer her the equivalent of a $3.00 plate of chicken and potatoes and she wanted to get on her knees. We are rich beyond our needs and we need to remember to get on our knees more!BWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718591680234202336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10986929.post-61546353329010780742012-05-25T09:48:00.001-05:002012-05-25T09:48:09.918-05:00Free Hug FridayIf you haven't been with us in the past two years you may not know that while we are here in Zambia, each Friday becomes Free Hug Friday. Everyone has to give me a hug before they can eat!
Some of my friends know that I had to pass a written and practical driving test to obtain my CDL before I left for Zambia. It took two tries for one of the three parts for the written test but I did indeed pass it all with 24 hours to spare!
So, here I am and I have this 22 (more if the little jump seats are put down) passenger bus that I am driving around the dirt roads. Tomorrow is the real test! I have to drive it 75 miles to Choma, through their "downtown" area and find a place to park it so that we can have our annual picnic on the museum grounds. My biggest concern is turning it around to head back home! I think I might have to go out of town to try and turn it around! The good news is that everyone is patient with me and as of yet no one has screamed out of fright!BWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718591680234202336noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10986929.post-9790056619436514182012-05-25T02:26:00.002-05:002012-05-25T02:26:13.543-05:00Trying Again This YearI know I only posted one time last year. We were a little short handed in the supervision area and I had to supervise the entire time. This year we have the luxury of having an extra supervisor so I am free to help supervise when needed and carry out adiministrative tasks when needed.
We have a great group! They are excited to be here and eager to work with the babies and toddlers at the Haven. I will try to post a photo here and there but our internet is still a little iffy so I don't know when I will get to post! The student blog is www.hizpath2012.wordpress.com They write great things and we would love for you to read it!BWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718591680234202336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10986929.post-68414985536060889312011-05-21T09:37:00.003-05:002011-05-21T16:12:09.513-05:00Namwianga 2011Here we are again! Different students, same excitement!<br /><br />We had some travel drama, like me not having a seat on the first plane leaving Memphis (the desk clerk checked me OUT instead of checking me in after I had already checked my luggage!). So, they kicked off a standby passenger after 20 minutes of trying to figure out what to do! They flight from DC to Addis Ababa was not awful at all! I had enough room because Jill was sitting next to me and she is tiny! But there was plenty of leg room. I kept thinking that Gene could have made that trip with all the leg room we had.<br /><br /><br />I must now tell my readers that I truely hate PCs. I want my Mac! I am just learning the iPad but this PC is so frustrating! I can not get my clipboard contents to paste into this blog....so I am going to say that I miss the students from past trips but this group is shaping up to be terrific!! Photos soon.BWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718591680234202336noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10986929.post-61515188960433569352010-06-11T08:37:00.003-05:002010-06-11T08:38:53.391-05:00What a Difference a Year Makes<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0s8v92UixuEhFTN28J-QFeD7Sxb-nwMhq5DnYIO5jFIkw-70-na5IcUQazI76H3nlOTbW9H5zV2lNumu3lp6W3FfbjZvdUr_cNBdrFdiN9923IBl0tRXkuNHfLjhMbOIse5-Atg/s1600/HPIM0983b.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0s8v92UixuEhFTN28J-QFeD7Sxb-nwMhq5DnYIO5jFIkw-70-na5IcUQazI76H3nlOTbW9H5zV2lNumu3lp6W3FfbjZvdUr_cNBdrFdiN9923IBl0tRXkuNHfLjhMbOIse5-Atg/s200/HPIM0983b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481509828357003986" /></a>One year ago this very week, we were praying that Lydia would survive. Here she is! Isn't she precious in her Minnie Mouse outfit!BWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718591680234202336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10986929.post-77256847468424227842010-06-11T08:23:00.002-05:002010-06-11T08:36:05.123-05:00Wednesday<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>We lost one of our sweet babies during the night. She was just not strong enough to make it so she is now with Jesus. It was hard on us. We had our talk about the fact that it might happen but until it does you never quite know how the group will react. I am in many ways glad that Ian was not in town of the burial. He and Dan had gone to Lusaka to pick up Keri. Ian has a very, very tender heart and he prays EVERY day for the sick babies by name. So, we watched as a tiny particle board coffin was laid in the African soil. Sweet hymns in Tonga accompanied the service. I was also struck with the fact that everyone remains while the dirt (mixed with branches) is shoveled back on. All the males that were present each took a turn shoveling the dirt. That was a very impressive sight. <div><br /></div><div>Since someone had officially declared that Wednesday should be a day of extremes our opposite end of the spectrum was Ian's 13th birthday party that evening! Ellie suggested that we all go out to Jordan's Rock to roast hotdogs, each guacamole and chips, roast marshmallows and have Leonard's chocolate birth day cake. It was so much fun. We decided that since we were</div><div> going to be in a very "Lion Kingish" location to celebrate Ian turning 13 that we needed to have some type of spectacle! Sarah has "Circle of Life" on her iPod, Jaime has portable speakers and we are always ready for a spectacle. As the sun was setting, we cued Dan to lift Ian up towards the sunset, the song began and the students all acted like they were the animals bowing toward Ian. It was priceless!! Ian was taken totally off guard and was laughing his head off!</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_71mmkP_hVlSOoDazfHVOTZj07_aJ606HiYDZ3bdtXAEm1AORWdR1Aa9qK7v-EHHaYsWuFaMjrEayRI1eE6PQayvmSyzvi_y2xlhmZDoPJhGOMnQVLQjhZlBtoU2gKiaCSbAdoQ/s200/HPIM0971b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481509012460244674" />BWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718591680234202336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10986929.post-12962669173075868562010-06-09T06:39:00.001-05:002010-06-09T06:41:10.904-05:00Searcy LivingThere is an article about last year's program in the current Searcy Living.<div>http://www.searcyliving.net/articles/mostpopular/zambia.html</div><div><br /></div><div>Ashton did a beautiful job of writing the article.</div><div><br /></div><div>I will have to blog about today later on....so much is happening....in one day!!</div>BWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718591680234202336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10986929.post-71737982221249158382010-06-07T12:05:00.001-05:002010-06-07T12:07:15.528-05:00Driving After Dark<!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p>The first year that Sara, Dan and I came to Zambia (2008) to scout the place out.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>We were advised by many who had been here before not to rent a car.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>We didn’t listen and we rented a car.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>We were also advised by many who had been here before not to drive after dark.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>We did listen and we did NOT drive after dark.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>There are many reasons not to drive at night here.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>1) Lots of people walk at night and you can’t see them very clearly, 2) there are very few street lights, 3) there are many who are drunk and unstable as they walk in the darkness and they can stumble into your path, and 4) there might be animals in the dark!!!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> Last year (2009), I had to drive in the dark once or twice out here on Namwianga property and I had to drive a short distance in Livingstone in the dark.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I survived but it was a hair raising experience.</o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p>This year I have already been driving around in the dark like I have good sense.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>First, I drove the whole group out to Victoria Falls and back to the hotel in the dark.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Then, tonight we had a situation.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Webster, our night watchman was ill. I am not sure exactly what the illness was but he had already visited the clinic and received a couple of kinds of medicine then was back on our porch shaking and obviously in pain.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I told him that he should go back home if he was ill and he said, “No, Madame.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I can not ride my bicycle.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I could not let him sit there in pain so I asked him where he lived.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>He said in Kalomo and I said we are taking you home.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>So I rounded up Dan and Ian, we put Webster and his bicycle in the back of Khaki Jackie and we headed to Kaloma.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>At 7:45 at night.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>In the dark.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>In Zambia.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>We had to stop once for him to be ill but we plodded all the way to Kalomo.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Then we had to get to his house, In the back roads behind the hospital.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>As he was telling me to turn left and turn right on dirt lanes with NO street lights I was wondering how we would be able to find out way out.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>As if reading my mind, Webster said, “Madame, when we get to my house my brother will ride back with you to the hospital to show you the way back and then he can ride the bicycle home.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>And that is exactly what happened but first Webster had to take off his boots so that his brother could have a pair of shoes to ride on the bicycle in the dark.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>They share a pair of boots.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, serif; ">So, I drove for about an hour in the dark tonight and discovered that I am wealthy beyond measure because I don’t need to share my shoes with anyone.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span></span></o:p></p><!--StartFragment--><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-fareast-font-family: Cambria;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"><br /></span></span><!--EndFragment-->BWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718591680234202336noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10986929.post-24319396279194137282010-06-06T15:41:00.000-05:002010-06-06T15:42:57.994-05:00The Blind Man Stood by the Side of the Road<!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal">Those have spend any time in Zambia know that if a vehicle drives by and has any space in it at all, then you generally pick up the individuals who might be walking and drive them into town or maybe out to the clinic, or whatever direction you are going so that they might be a little closer to their destination.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Eliie Hamby says that the Zambian motto is there is always room for one more.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> The other day Dan, Ian and I had to make a run into town to check on the immigration office since we all have to have our Visas renewed on the 17<sup>th</sup> of June.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>We drive Khaki Jackie, our 12 passenger Land Cruiser.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>We stopped at the clinic to pick up several who were waiting for a ride into town and suddenly we had 15 people crowded into the back of Khaki Jackie and three of us in the front.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Always room for one more.</o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> So, this afternoon we drove all twelve of us into Kalomo to boost the local economy by purchasing every piece of chitenge material available.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>On the way home, we had to pass several groups of people wanting rides back out to Namwianga because we were full.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I was driving and suddenly, we saw a young man from Dan’s class standing by the side of the road with his white cane.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Yes, he is visually impaired.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>At the same time we came upon a speed bump so I slowed down.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>He thought we were slowing down to give him a ride and he began to trot toward the sound of the slowing car.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Immediately from the back of Khaki Jackie I heard, “We can make room.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>We can get him in.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>We can’t let him stand there.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>So, one got out to guide him into the back side seats and make sure the door closed and Ian crawled into the front seat with Dan and me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Off we went back to Namwianga.</o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p>This is why I love these students.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>This is why I love my job.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>They constantly do things that make my heart overflow with joy and my eyes overflow with tears.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>They understand the true meaning of servant heart.</o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <!--EndFragment-->BWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718591680234202336noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10986929.post-46847994516473272432010-06-05T04:53:00.003-05:002010-06-05T05:11:54.055-05:00What a Week!<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>We have been busy every day! Working with the babies. Consulations here and there. People stopping us on the side of the road and saying my child had hearing problems, can you help? WE NEED AN AUDIOLOGIST! <div><br /></div><div>On Wednesday, we became concerned about one of the medically fragile babies who had pneumonia. Her breathing became very, very shallow and then she started this high pitched shreak with each breath but it was not a cry. After much consultation with the Aunties, and several anxious minutes, Kathi Merritt, the director, arrived and we rushed her off to the medical clinic. It seems that the baby was having an asthma attack along with the pneumonia. More shots and medicine for the tiny babe. The ne</div><div>xt day she seemed some better. I hope that it improves before Monday!</div><div><br /></div><div>I am going to attempt to upload photos. I think that I have discovered how to make them small enough files to not clog our internet here.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>These cuties below are all two sets of fraternal twins. Each was named for a former HIZ faculty/spouse team. We have Nita and Ross in front and Shawn and Donna in the back.</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheadrZ82obGb6mP13FZlBHsi9CLLUAmptjYYjJmph1Lwb2gD_1K04gITb_rqx-wzvK2-Zdcc4AbP928XBcWq7VH-xurFPhlrwEICC-zR27R-RAoY10XCyBRrKhRgIlfGpy9THmrw/s200/Cochrans+and+Daggetts.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479227513019242610" /></div><div>[HIZ-Path has a tradition of assigning new names to our students (their travel names) so sometimes we also assign new names to folks we meet here...just as Dr. WifeMan) The personalities of these babies are nothing like those they were named for but we can not simply refer to them as Nita or Shawn. They are known among our students as Nita Cochran, Ross Cochran, Shawn Daggett and Donna Daggett. It cracks me up to hear the students say: "Nita Cochran, you can not take her bottle away from her!" Or "Shawn Daggett let me see you smile." Or, "Ross Cochran, you get out of that!" Those three are constantly in to something they should not be in to. Donna is a little more laid back. I have heard the students say, "Donna Daggett, you are just fine in that chair and stop fussing to get out!"</div><div><br /></div><div>My heart smiles everytime I heard one of the babies referred to by their HIZ-Path names. We love our babies.</div></div><div> </div>BWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718591680234202336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10986929.post-48368630560283655602010-05-30T14:22:00.001-05:002010-05-30T14:22:26.979-05:00A Lesson<!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal">I just witnessed four baptisms here in Namwianga.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>The entire congregation of about 350 or more walked over to the bath houses outside the Hamby and Mann houses.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>There is a large tub there that they quickly filled for the baptisms.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>They were sweet and leading up to the event there was a group of students who were singing.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Then after all four baptisms were complete one of the church leaders led the most perfect prayer I have ever heard after a baptism.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>He thanked God for touching their hearts and then in the best most forceful voice ever he asked God to protect these new Christians from the evil one.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>He asked for a protection to be all around them to help them resist and lead the life they knew they should lead.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Why don’t we always pray that after a baptism?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Isn’t that exactly what we think in our hearts but we don’t say it out loud to our Lord.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Lesson learned.</p> <!--EndFragment-->BWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718591680234202336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10986929.post-27196651470929920782010-05-27T13:07:00.004-05:002010-05-27T13:21:40.576-05:00The Moon at Victoria Falls<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">It is for real. There is a moonbow. It is not as full spectrum of color like one that is generated by sunlight. Every SLP knows that the "Rainbow Passage" says, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">When the sunlight strikes raindrops in the air, they act as a prism and form a rainbow." Well, when enough full moon light strikes raindrops in the air, they also act as a prism. </span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:medium;">My camera did not work well but we have a couple of good photographers with us and here is a link to one of the student's blog that has a good photo. http://www.rachinzambia.blogspot.com/</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:medium;">scroll down until you can see it.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:medium;">The best part was that there were only about 5 other tourists there so we could stand and stare as long as we cared to! </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:medium;">God's handiwork is spectacular!</span></span></div>BWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718591680234202336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10986929.post-82749896543834016532010-05-24T14:30:00.003-05:002010-05-24T14:42:07.097-05:00Reception = Full MealWho knew? When we were invited this morning to a welcome reception that would be a come and go thing, I assumed it was just a meet and greet, but no. In Zambia, the meet and greet is meet and eat and sing! They had the world's largest plastic tub of rice, grilled short ribs and chicken and Zambian relish and cake, lots and lots of cake. We all ate supper before we went because we thought it would just be visiting. So we are all reaching for the Pepcid and Tums because we had a 4th meal today!<div><br /></div><div>The reception also included some speeches by the superintendent of the mission and an impromptu one by me, songs by their college boys singing group and one song by us and prayers. It was a very sweet and very special time. I have to say that yes, we did miss BMac and her song organizational skills along with the soprano voice, but Jaime and Ian can sing the melody with the best of them and the rest of us can belt out that alto line!</div><div><br /></div><div>Today was also the first full day of the students working. It went beautifully. Caroline and Marja are jewels and are jumping in to provide legit supervision/teaching for the students. </div><div><br /></div><div>I must end today with a comment about the roads here. Last year a company from China came in while we were here and plowed up, watered down, grated and graveled all roads. This year they are as bad a ever! No plowed roads but bumps and gulleys and hills and valleys are back! One section of the road is just like driving on a tin roof!</div><div><br /></div><div>Still working on reducing those photos and surely I can figure it out soon!</div>BWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718591680234202336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10986929.post-17032561730508273882010-05-23T15:20:00.001-05:002010-05-23T15:21:56.243-05:00Talk About Legit Situations!<!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal">Why yes, it has been a year since I last wrote on this blog.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Much has happened since then!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I can’t possibly fill you in on all of it but as usual, my life is one wild ride!</p> <p class="MsoNormal">[Let me say right now that the internet here only allows us to post photos that are low resolution and until I can figure out just what that means this will be a blog of words only.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Sorry, I know it is boring.]</p> <p class="MsoNormal">One of the craziest runs of this roller coaster is that Mike and Beth James have committed themselves to living in Greece for five years at the HUG program.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>They will be simply amazing and I am so happy that they can have this wonderful opportunity.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Their decision leaves not only a large gap in our Easter festivities, but an empty office in the College of Communication.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I decided to throw my name into the pile of those to be considered for the Dean’s position that Mike is leaving.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Well, I was selected to be the new Dean.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>That run actually begins sometime in July since Mike and Beth don’t leave for Greece until the middle of July.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">I had to pack my office before we left the states since the Pharmacy program has hired new faculty and they want their real estate back.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>So I packed boxes and packed bags for this summer jam packed with situations (as Lacey would call them!). </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> Our trip to Namwianga has been one filled with situations and laughter.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Situation 1.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Delta wanted to charge us for our extra bag.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>That would be between $600-1000 for all 12 of us traveling to Zambia and my personal travel agent, Bill Spear, had assured me that we were ticketed all the way to Lusaka and that we were allowed two checked bags each!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Situation remedied when they saw things through Bill’s eyes!</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Situation 2.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Three passengers were assigned to seat 22 A on the flight from Atlanta to DC.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>One was one of our party.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>We reserved our seats in February, thank you very much, and yes, indeed, we won.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Situation remedied.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Situation 3.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Evidently Delta was mad at us for each checking 2 bags and they were NOT able to charge us for them so they decided to shred one of mine.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Yes, I did say shred.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I could also say melt, mangle, claw, and allow the dragon they keep in the baggage handling area to breathe fire on that poor bag.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>The zipper had melted to some of the clothing inside.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>The wheels were chopped in half.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>The lower hard plastic portion was both shredded and melted and the top looked like the dragon had sharpened his claws on it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Even the lost/damaged luggage ladies said they had NEVER seen one as destroyed as that.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>They gave me a cheap replacement so that I could salvage the insides and continue on my journey and offered to send a check for the damages.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>We will see if they give me enough money to replace the cool Eddie Bauer bag they destroyed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Situation resolved.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Situation 4<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>The hotel that assured my personal travel agent, Bill Spear, that there would be shuttle to take the 12 of us with our 24 checked bags and numerous carry-ons and backpacks, lied to my personal travel agent, Bill Spear.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>They said to call them when we arrived.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>When we called they informed us that the shuttle stopped at 11 pm and our plane was scheduled to arrive at 11:30pm but did not arrive until after 12 am.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>So….do not stay at the Comfort Inn Dulles.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>They lie.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>We found 4 taxis and crammed in all our bags and arrived at the hotel about 1 am.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Five hours of sleep and we were back at the airport!</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Situation resolved.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Situation 5.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>21 hours on a plane.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>At least it was not totally full and we could spread out a little.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I think I slept a few hours.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Landed in Addis Ababa a little late.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Rushed to next flight but made it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Situation handled.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Situation 6.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>12 persons arrived in Lusaka but only 17/24 bags arrived.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>They promised to send them to Livingstone.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Situation delayed.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Situation 7.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Bags are scheduled to arrive in Livingstone but we are 2 ½ hours away.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Meagan H. is leaving Namwianga after being the mama to hundreds of babies for years and she is flying out of Livingstone.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>She takes our paperwork and the young man who drove her was able to return with the 7 lost bags.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Situation resolved.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Let me say that these 11 people traveling with me are TROOPERS!!!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Not a single complaint.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Lots of laughter, lots of sharing of clothes and deodorant, lots of waiting, lots of prayers.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p>We are here safely and have many, many entertaining stories.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I will hopefully post more and figure out how to post the photos.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span></o:p></p> <!--EndFragment-->BWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718591680234202336noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10986929.post-58195654602332462692009-06-17T05:07:00.002-05:002009-06-17T05:13:51.821-05:00We Knew it Would be HardWe thought we were prepared and we knew it would be hard if one of the precious babies died while we were here. Yesterday, Judah died peacefully in his sleep. He was the youngest baby at The Haven and we knew he was not gaining weight but no one knew he was that close. There was no distress and he just did not wake up yesterday morning. <br /><br />Judah is now in the arms of Jesus and he is happy and healthy. <br /><br />Meagan (lives here full-time and works with the babies) said that he had received more love and attention in the last three weeks than he had in his entire live. I am confident he felt the love all of our students and faculty lavished on him. <br /><br />We still shed many tears.BWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718591680234202336noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10986929.post-48957692706973497422009-06-11T11:06:00.002-05:002009-06-11T11:13:11.987-05:00There She Is!I am now teaching my class at 8 am so I have more time to go over to the Haven and help with the babies. Today, one little 2 1/2 year old named, Bright, had gotten his feelings hurt and needed some extra attention. I held him and tickled him and sang with him. Before I left he gave me a big kiss on the cheek and hugged on me.<br /><br />This afternoon, I was walking from the baby house over to the toddler house and Sara was holding Bright. When he saw me walking, he yelled, "There she is!" Sara lifted him over the wall to run up the sidewalk and he threw himself into my arms. That made my day!<br /><br />It was also a wonderful day for Cintia, the five month old who has been so ill. I put her on a blanket on her stomach and she worked so hard to try to lift her head up. She wore herself out she tried so hard. I hope by next week she can lift that precious little head up on her own. Reagan, she needs you!BWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718591680234202336noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10986929.post-39921829147328921552009-06-10T03:33:00.002-05:002009-06-10T03:40:21.211-05:00Why is it Raining????This is the dry season. We are supposed to have sunshine everyday. Yesterday and today we have had RAIN! Water falling from the skies during the dry season. Today is cold and damp. Ick! <br />The Zambians hate it. Some came into class with blankets wrapped around them today. <br />We had our first test last week and yes, Tammie, it had to be multiple choice. As it ends up , I have 94 students! There is a graduate assistant, Brittany, here and she graded them all for me! The lowest passing score here is 40 percent. I am happy to say that the lowest grade on the test was 61 % and there were three 100%. I hope they can retain something.<br /><br />On the baby front, yesterday I was holding a little 3 month old who has been very, very ill. She has not engaged with anyone but was so lethargic and one of the nurses here thought she might not live. She must be feeling tons better because yesterday she watched me and smiled and looked around for almost 30 minutes. She even tried to laugh. <br />That is the reason to come.BWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718591680234202336noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10986929.post-31617715644891337822009-06-06T09:44:00.003-05:002009-06-06T09:47:54.276-05:00The Class Room<h3 class="post-title entry-title"> <a href="http://hiz-path.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-speech-pathology-class-in-zambia.html"><br /></a> </h3> Well, as I talked about in the last entry, I am teaching an introductory class in speech-language pathology here at George Benson Christian College. All of the students are first year students and they were required to enroll in the class. I was a little nervous since they had very little idea of what the profession is about.<br /><br />I told them the story of how the entire HIZ-Path program developed last year and then told them that they were the first speech pathology students ever in Zambia. They cheered and applauded! I was so surprised. Then I told them that if they were in the US, we would have to make a t-shirt for the event. They all thought that was a great idea! I wish there were a way to make that happen but there are not too many t-shirt printing companies around here.<br /><br />Here is the classroom.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaPFDOeWF7G0I3QjRiHpx3lqTD9L2Eh4nXpzuAELVecpnhPBEzVOKKcNRT06cteAk72F6lSqnGRF5uoibfiRI-M08P5NDkxU0KVTRGdH9CDoDXvjh6z72N9ipXRp5paflAzwUlNA/s1600-h/IMG_4043.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaPFDOeWF7G0I3QjRiHpx3lqTD9L2Eh4nXpzuAELVecpnhPBEzVOKKcNRT06cteAk72F6lSqnGRF5uoibfiRI-M08P5NDkxU0KVTRGdH9CDoDXvjh6z72N9ipXRp5paflAzwUlNA/s320/IMG_4043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344107887577091122" border="0" /></a><br /><br />They were concerned about being able to understand my speech and requested that I use PowerPoint, so I put my sketchy notes into PowerPoint. They copy down every single word from the slides. They also all listen so very intently! They also call me “Madam” when they address me AND if they are late to class, they stop at the door and wait quietly until I nod at them and tell them they can enter! So, very different from HU students coming in late and banging the door of the classroom.<br /><br />Yesterday, after class three students waited for me and said, “Madam, we would like to invite you to our game. The English and History majors have challenged the Mathematics majors to a football game and we would like for you to attend.”<br />They are so nice and so polite. The game was fun and the student players seemed to be showing off some for our students.<br /><br />I administered the first test yesterday, Friday, so we will see what happens!<br /><br />Here are the students diligently copying from the PowerPoints.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5hr3peWD_8aIZ4NaxIbziDzPtXhlZj3icXf_S618holdN0kXMSB296QQWqqed0jOBl6T2zd-Qsss8zmZMQtHy3kN5K7_PCvjFAVtnRFBSwxZyxKjNItOnoVxGmBlqP5YmfZFU9w/s1600-h/IMG_4048.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5hr3peWD_8aIZ4NaxIbziDzPtXhlZj3icXf_S618holdN0kXMSB296QQWqqed0jOBl6T2zd-Qsss8zmZMQtHy3kN5K7_PCvjFAVtnRFBSwxZyxKjNItOnoVxGmBlqP5YmfZFU9w/s320/IMG_4048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344110226017325074" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The student blog is up and running at www.hiz-path.blogspot.com They are doing a fabulous job and actually tell what is happening each day. I spend so much of my day driving them around and preparing for my class that I don't get much time to play with the babies.BWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718591680234202336noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10986929.post-45699958194789187882009-05-27T10:34:00.002-05:002009-05-27T10:37:29.586-05:00HIZ-PathI just taught my first class in Zambia. I had 80 students ( 18 were sick or did not show up for the term). It took me 25 minutes to call the roll and I just called their first names!! I am hoping that tomorrow will only take 10. <br /><br />Arrangements: I have the back corner bedroom in the Mann House (where the Pippins were last year), Marta Fetterman (Brittany’s mom) has the other bedroom on that side of the house. The two bedrooms closest to the Hamby house each have two bunk beds in them and the eight students are sleeping there. Becky and Sara have the Mann “back house”. Two bedrooms with two twins in each, a small bathroom but no shower or tub. Leonard is cooking everyday except Sunday (we cook) and it is fabulous. We eat on the veranda of the Hamby house. By the end of the week it will have a family of four and a single man living in it. Another group is also coming by the end of the week.<br /><br />I am driving the HIZ 12 passenger Land Cruiser. It is tan colored with a Namwianga Mission Symbol on the side. We have named it Khaki Jacki and it just seems to fit. Right now I am the only one who can drive a stick shift. On these<br /><br />We have been treated royally and welcomed with open arms. Kathi Merritt has opened all her records for the babies for our research and given us carte blanc to do anything how ever we want with the babies. We are trying to develop a way to feed the babies so that they do not lie on their backs all the time…there are NUMEROUS ear infections and research tells us that feeding them on their backs is a bad thing. Right now they have my travel pillow shaped like a horseshoe and filled with those little pellets as a tester and it seems to be working well. <br /><br />Let me say this trip is NOT “sightseeing for Jesus!” We are working so hard. We leave the houses at 8:30 am, come home for lunch at 1 pm., they are walking back to the Haven and Kelly’s house (about 23-30 minute walk) at 2:30 pm and stay there until 5 pm. Then they get a warm shower and get to relax for a few minutes. If the internet is up we try and quickly send messages. We also have a “staffing” time every night to make sure all are on the same page regarding hours and documenting what we are doing. We are so ASHA correct it is scary!<br /><br />The children at the Haven and Kelly’s House are starved for someone to interact with them. The older ones will sit still for a solid hour and let our students sing songs, show pictures and books and just interact. How many 2 year olds in the US will sit for an hour?<br /><br />It is amazing to be here with graduate students instead of undergrads. They are so much more mature! We have had a little drama here and there but they work it out. Each person on this trip has a specific role that God sent them here to carry out and each is doing an excellent job. <br /><br />We are already making out long lists of things we need to make sure and have on that container shipping out in November. We now know how to negotiate situations and how to set up for the hearing screening at the basic school. <br /><br />Today I paid an obligatory call on the city of Kalomo head of education and he wants me to call on the District Commissioner. There are lots of etiquette meetings that I have to make.<br /><br />Hopefully, the student blog will be up and running tonight. Internet is so iffy here!BWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718591680234202336noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10986929.post-52953176758348920092008-11-23T21:18:00.003-06:002008-11-23T21:21:47.035-06:00Another ASHA ConventionJulie Andrews was fabulous. She accepted an award from John and Annie Glenn (yes, they were there too!) then she talked for about 15 minutes. She was so eloquent and elegant. <br /><br />Wicked! was wonderful. I want to fly up into the air like she does at the end of Act 1. I really, really liked it.<br /><br />Chicago was cold and busy and fun. Our students are fun and fabulous. It was all good!BWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718591680234202336noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10986929.post-43052314008666491642008-11-13T16:43:00.002-06:002008-11-13T16:47:43.153-06:00Wicked!One week from tonight I will be at a performance of Wicked in Chicago. I am very excited about the show. I enjoy the convention that is the real reason for the Chicago trip but the highlight of the trip should be Wicked. Oh, did I mention that on Friday night I will be seeing Julie Andrews!!! She is the special guest speaker at the awards ceremony. It will be a great convention!BWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718591680234202336noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10986929.post-87140064332892464192008-11-08T21:14:00.002-06:002008-11-08T21:26:02.773-06:00Teary But Not Blubbering<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw8a1soKeLeypzBuLoCpyWG49xB3lY1fpsiRSX_eEw9FW8TbowQkEmisG1CUN9zAATbD6qJ7Fnnm_Eqnrr8jxuw017Nyr7fG9gCzQnJbJ_PCJxRegYKV_Zb7MqQhMB_yIZS4vVAg/s1600-h/n71000551_32672104_4627.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw8a1soKeLeypzBuLoCpyWG49xB3lY1fpsiRSX_eEw9FW8TbowQkEmisG1CUN9zAATbD6qJ7Fnnm_Eqnrr8jxuw017Nyr7fG9gCzQnJbJ_PCJxRegYKV_Zb7MqQhMB_yIZS4vVAg/s320/n71000551_32672104_4627.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266491252213086610" border="0" /></a><br />These are out of order and I don't know how I managed to do that! However, it was everything that she and Nate planned it to be and then some!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnQelpUWjwHul25Q9UW0goAloz12yuc45tLhNXmTW3Jtbs3fp-YpL81tqT9N7vgaLUMIS8NLEHYqO29AvYRN-PzUONKdTE_8y-uidkPQ6wouZYR1mobjPYx1Az4Dj9ynJUCK7NVg/s1600-h/n71000551_32672103_4312.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnQelpUWjwHul25Q9UW0goAloz12yuc45tLhNXmTW3Jtbs3fp-YpL81tqT9N7vgaLUMIS8NLEHYqO29AvYRN-PzUONKdTE_8y-uidkPQ6wouZYR1mobjPYx1Az4Dj9ynJUCK7NVg/s320/n71000551_32672103_4312.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266491253839602770" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0xfv520IKtaoOVO2GsG8BTt8Ste87T__C9CTd7KyhEVlRJ2T8NvlBLA4TS6oECeV3xfT4-n3b6t8LIz8jfez66fK_eOvh5YXo3EdW14jMAujyiBgsKobswn9K7kpovp0747DgAQ/s1600-h/n71000551_32672102_3969.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0xfv520IKtaoOVO2GsG8BTt8Ste87T__C9CTd7KyhEVlRJ2T8NvlBLA4TS6oECeV3xfT4-n3b6t8LIz8jfez66fK_eOvh5YXo3EdW14jMAujyiBgsKobswn9K7kpovp0747DgAQ/s320/n71000551_32672102_3969.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266491247673122498" border="0" /></a>I did tear up a time or two but I did not blubber which is a good thing because I did not have a tissue or handkerchief. The kilts looked so great in the photos and the bagpiper was amazing! I loved each song he chose and did not sound too loud for me but a child or two cried at the noise. The flowers were perfect...and the ones in Reagan's hair were so lovely.<br /><br />The reception was just want we wanted and my family (sister, Debbie and niece, Stephanie) along with my friends (Vivian, Tammie, Jeanine, Keri, Dan and Jessica) were so wonderful to keep the food flowing. The only reception trauma was that the chocolate fountain would not fount! It melted the chocolate but it would not flow (got a refund on Monday!).<br /><br />God's in His heaven and all's well in my world.<br /><br /><img src="file:///Users/Becky/Desktop/n71000551_32672102_3969.jpg" alt="" />BWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718591680234202336noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10986929.post-10688750923459221592008-10-30T22:15:00.002-05:002008-10-30T22:22:39.708-05:00They Will Be Tears of JOY<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUKG2EjHDTEmJHpaR1FTq4muDY8WaGzgTojoeCvtimOX5ms4zcArMwnMzTpEeCrLPP9gKe0fjSFqTOsTJHko7Vd7_goDyA7tZXbE-SO5mGogk6l9ef8Bog8Ti7shIJipsP4Oe0Ig/s1600-h/IMG_3260.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUKG2EjHDTEmJHpaR1FTq4muDY8WaGzgTojoeCvtimOX5ms4zcArMwnMzTpEeCrLPP9gKe0fjSFqTOsTJHko7Vd7_goDyA7tZXbE-SO5mGogk6l9ef8Bog8Ti7shIJipsP4Oe0Ig/s320/IMG_3260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263153161339775490" border="0" /></a><br />My baby is getting married in less than 48 hours. With the help of our family and friends, I think it will happen smoothly. I also think it will be great fun.<br /><br />There is a 99.9 % chance that I will get teary eyed during the ceremony. I will not be shedding tears due to sadness but because my heart is so happy that joy will just be spilling out of my eyes.BWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718591680234202336noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10986929.post-56143937282082532892008-09-04T20:27:00.006-05:002008-09-04T20:43:43.582-05:00Trying to Catch UpI know it has been ages since I put anything up here. We have started the grad program and it seems to be up and running well. We are all very excited about the Zambia prospects.<br /><br />I am putting a couple of my favorite photos here. This is the Royal Livingstone Hotel on the banks of the Zambezi River. We had high tea there on the 4th of July.<br /><br />We ate this....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEismnuRPjwfd1Eq-LEVVxkTd1yJJJ70dK0FF9-rQXVv34Rj8kBzgP41tXawaQ_ahVA1UbkEmAZzNvog90TiBKEe3dMUBjj8avXMiiFSsd3nXJjpAANXTZwNeXGjpW74cijMZqAyiw/s1600-h/Zambia+2008+237.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEismnuRPjwfd1Eq-LEVVxkTd1yJJJ70dK0FF9-rQXVv34Rj8kBzgP41tXawaQ_ahVA1UbkEmAZzNvog90TiBKEe3dMUBjj8avXMiiFSsd3nXJjpAANXTZwNeXGjpW74cijMZqAyiw/s320/Zambia+2008+237.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242344911138490146" border="0" /></a><br />And this....<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeQK1ItFsBMZClhnBrBYbCA0o8hhP4tQtod9-4wLbJwXlwvZHelZdHIZJXr_XGfdFKvk6SQ48p5Kj7KAvcrNkBTYvS0vhdswsJmkuXTw-cKjwpIMmiMP6X8XsIUuDxLfhEDhbgHA/s1600-h/Zambia+2008+236.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeQK1ItFsBMZClhnBrBYbCA0o8hhP4tQtod9-4wLbJwXlwvZHelZdHIZJXr_XGfdFKvk6SQ48p5Kj7KAvcrNkBTYvS0vhdswsJmkuXTw-cKjwpIMmiMP6X8XsIUuDxLfhEDhbgHA/s320/Zambia+2008+236.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242344482114316386" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />with individual plates that looked like this....<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP8wBqjfcBbipMsfmo9i2nAuF9v37PxNobwcsIIwnhNRcnncH6d59B8EJ8WzC3klw_heoMu7DNQVqvN3bGKWwpip1QPKnnueA6oEjTl6iTBu_BHNELQVrh3_uAE9yCJXl1NIncvw/s1600-h/Zambia+2008+239.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP8wBqjfcBbipMsfmo9i2nAuF9v37PxNobwcsIIwnhNRcnncH6d59B8EJ8WzC3klw_heoMu7DNQVqvN3bGKWwpip1QPKnnueA6oEjTl6iTBu_BHNELQVrh3_uAE9yCJXl1NIncvw/s320/Zambia+2008+239.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242344485135507858" border="0" /></a><br />While we sat on this veranda....<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivlYcE4Qzyxl6qDjK78-xN_EVTEnC4-HV5e0erGszSW-DdQy5H763Q_Pm-zJhshawynAHkVwIlhcbJRUl_BRhqvkzheWDK8KCTVgFNKesi9Svh_eu14yL9a97c7nduKNXcuYgmnw/s1600-h/Zambia+2008+235.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivlYcE4Qzyxl6qDjK78-xN_EVTEnC4-HV5e0erGszSW-DdQy5H763Q_Pm-zJhshawynAHkVwIlhcbJRUl_BRhqvkzheWDK8KCTVgFNKesi9Svh_eu14yL9a97c7nduKNXcuYgmnw/s320/Zambia+2008+235.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242344489936786482" border="0" /></a><br />It was fabulous! When we left the hotel we went to another hotel to look in their shopping area and found this in the parking lot!!!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh84Jnm9fLyfKjOtrJ37aU83osKPNXiB8O0h7OzQDLor6kIXa-XkSDzIXP4sZ6HX07Q72w5KkuR2mXJHjrwPjPWxAvQVHCPEH9bN_qzFPPfyCHHtHQ3ZsXIBk6-54KIY-DJhChxqQ/s1600-h/Zambia+2008+244.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh84Jnm9fLyfKjOtrJ37aU83osKPNXiB8O0h7OzQDLor6kIXa-XkSDzIXP4sZ6HX07Q72w5KkuR2mXJHjrwPjPWxAvQVHCPEH9bN_qzFPPfyCHHtHQ3ZsXIBk6-54KIY-DJhChxqQ/s320/Zambia+2008+244.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242344478119022882" border="0" /></a><br />This is a video that I took during Sunday morning worship out in the bush. These precious children were singing their hearts out!<br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dymAMYAjCykMu71t41bQCw3T4X04XZZFNY8bBue7VCVrXXeyeXmDSq2xYshqtU_Ser3z2O80x9JmiQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Maybe I can put up more in the coming days.BWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718591680234202336noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10986929.post-2709960936239262382008-07-16T05:11:00.003-05:002008-07-16T05:28:19.072-05:00Catching UpI promise that I will tell all about the Zambia trip as soon as my new laptop arrives. Since mine died 6 weeks ago, I have been using a loaner computer and I don't want to store my photos on it. Here is just a taste of some of what we saw.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrzKk-gmGw8AJ7-j9a2s3lpsrrLHPvEZxOOSODfHjrjgVtFMVD-VUdti4-2fMmAyxwb5yQtmGSoxEFkyO2Wzst_fOVvPih3xXJoiImKQGAW63q_2RLDah0-emvNv_bDgJfXO9FKQ/s1600-h/Zambia+2008+009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223555521640257906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrzKk-gmGw8AJ7-j9a2s3lpsrrLHPvEZxOOSODfHjrjgVtFMVD-VUdti4-2fMmAyxwb5yQtmGSoxEFkyO2Wzst_fOVvPih3xXJoiImKQGAW63q_2RLDah0-emvNv_bDgJfXO9FKQ/s320/Zambia+2008+009.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ1zXM6_yK3B0mZxVGe2P6xsZfekcnUtJJ28-ozQhKpltWHExmUEViKT9axw64m9M3GZ9ayJmGVz1wJ2t2JGlsZBUsLkcKyYTfoBGDRXeptzBL1i756Ber7vydQz3tmwI6IS9wBg/s1600-h/Zambia+2008+245.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223555525153792066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ1zXM6_yK3B0mZxVGe2P6xsZfekcnUtJJ28-ozQhKpltWHExmUEViKT9axw64m9M3GZ9ayJmGVz1wJ2t2JGlsZBUsLkcKyYTfoBGDRXeptzBL1i756Ber7vydQz3tmwI6IS9wBg/s320/Zambia+2008+245.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVU91gi8oo34DE0GHPH8GGCtrdTsY77aOVIea6DCc8cf_AfkcuPAhsSi_RQ07IuIozyije9xyurQ0pzLMU0UTfjogMKEMWsiIOR8eLn2s-8Ba0YxPWBzEofX0C0U4861Cq4tgAgQ/s1600-h/Zambia+2008+428.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223555531107033058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVU91gi8oo34DE0GHPH8GGCtrdTsY77aOVIea6DCc8cf_AfkcuPAhsSi_RQ07IuIozyije9xyurQ0pzLMU0UTfjogMKEMWsiIOR8eLn2s-8Ba0YxPWBzEofX0C0U4861Cq4tgAgQ/s320/Zambia+2008+428.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Meanwhile, does anyone remember this person?<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZo4sWgGRWj678vOoI7oyXYCc7W-G7Fgm0PmgItAOLyb9aviEAjz3s85exifBR8qRS9OmANzyutfcZS89EHRpKS1QZoiGYpfpj0XA03hQ2s90rpnLipQcaVsKp34xb0TSEEjhEzA/s1600-h/IMG_3905.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223552937896415186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZo4sWgGRWj678vOoI7oyXYCc7W-G7Fgm0PmgItAOLyb9aviEAjz3s85exifBR8qRS9OmANzyutfcZS89EHRpKS1QZoiGYpfpj0XA03hQ2s90rpnLipQcaVsKp34xb0TSEEjhEzA/s320/IMG_3905.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><p>Yesterday, he lost about 20 pounds and 10 years by removing a ton of hair. </p><br /><p>Yes, we are donating it to Locks of Love.</p><br /><p></p><br /><br /><p></p></div>BWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05718591680234202336noreply@blogger.com4