Day 2 Connections

I was hopeful that my 1+2 coffee packets would carry after about 4 hours of sleep. But, I found that once I got over there, I didn’t need more than these friends.

The older children were eager to learn in the English class this morning, struggling only through the drawing activity planned. As she walked around translating, Joan told me it was a little hard because China doesn’t teach children to think creatively like America does. It took a good bit of extra urging and instructions but we got somewhere and ended up with a room full of “I am glad” pictures.

3:30 was looming over me though as I knew the staff training was coming. I used every minute of our lunch break to finish all I could.

I can do all things through Him who gives me strength, a team, and milk tea all the while.

When we arrived a half hour early to the big ole conference room (complete with a table up front that looked like it could be for justices of the peace with microphones for every chair) to test the technology to make sure I could get video and sound and PowerPoint and all that stuff, there were already 20 women seated waiting. No pressure or anything. By the time 3:30 came, the room was filled with a little over 60 people. Speaking so slow it was painful and having Joan translate every word made me wonder if this would work. But, it totally did. The staff were with me. They were in it. They participated. They giggled and hid a little when they saw themselves on screen up front and as we looked at the videos we took of them interacting with children and analyzed them. But, they did it. And, so did we. It was a bit miraculous for sure, as was the fact that the last slide included a quote from the ancient Roman philosopher named Paul that I read in English and Joan translated into Chinese as a sea of cell phones captured it in an image just so the staff wouldn’t forget it later.

We ended the day with lots of smiles and giggles over this fun sign that we could add to our collection of odd sign spottings.

And, the fact that Jeff crouched down to pick up a baby today and managed to split the front part of his pants to which he responded by using said baby as a fig leaf of sorts to cover himself until he could somehow communicate sans understandable verbal language to an ayi that he needed a needle and thread. He proceeded to go to the bathroom, take his pants off, and sew them himself. He would not let me take a picture of his sewing job, understandably given its awkward location. However, it’s safe to say he should’ve let the ayi do it while he waited behind a curtain.

The team is energized already for another day tomorrow. And, I’m already wondering how hard the van ride leaving this place is going to be come Friday.