Blog Post 4: Well, there goes Christmas 2009. The kids had tons of presents donated and loved them all, especially the wrapping paper. :) Tammy and Pippa worked like whirlwinds all day. Breakfast and lunch were huge; waffles, granolas, yogurt, as much fruit as you wanted, eggs, bacon, etc...then turkey, salmon, ham, potatoes, peas and corn etc, etc...And SO many desserts...wow. I love Christmas. :)
I took a bunch of awesome pictures as well and will try to get them posted as soon as possible. :)
A guy showed up today from Winnipeg. He works on bikes or something and travels to Africa a lot to work in orphanages and such. He's been to the same one as Jocelyn and Ian and knew who both of them were (they never met though). Funny that we met halfway around the world...
I spent my evening break laying on a trampoline under the sun with a little girl named Teresa and a baby named Ruth. Teresa and I had staring contests and no-laughing contests for a good hour. We never lasted long and for some reason it was so much fun. There was something lovely about it that made my Christmas perfect. :)
I'm sort of distracted by the conversations behind me, so I should go. I hope that everyone's Christmas was wonderful. :) Love you all, talk to you soon. :)
Karli
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Christmas
Blog Post 3:
It will be Christmas morning tomorrow. I'll be waking up the same time I normally do on Christmas day, but it will be my alarm clock, not my little brother who gets me out of bed. I don't care what anyone says though, they're not going to convince me that it's Christmas. Thirty-four degrees Celsius is not Christmas...
We had a small Christmas party tonight. All the volunteers had a secret santa and we all made a dish that we would normally eat at home. It was all really good. I scrambled around trying to get the ingredients for cranberry cake because apparently they sell cranberries here, but I had to change my idea at the last minute because if they did sell cranberries, I couldn't find them. I made fruit cocktail cake instead...still good. :) My secret santa present was from Dan; a bottle of Chardonnay and a chocolate bar. Apparently he knows what women like. :P There were a few protests though; "Who gave alcohol to the minor??"
I've moved up in the world since night shift. I'm now allowed to do Fledgies and Lions. Fledgies are so incredibly boring. All that happens with them is that they each get fed every four hours and changed nappies in between. They aren't small enough to be as cute as the Nesties and they aren't big enough to have as much personality as the Grubs. They're just boring. The Lions are a ton of fun though. This may sound terrible, but I think all my years working with dogs has given me just the right authoritative voice for the Lions. It's amazing what kinds of trouble they can get into in the course of three seconds or less. Today, we took them to the Memorial Garden to see the tortoises (torti?) and since the sprinkler was on, we were all soaking wet in a matter of minutes. It was so much fun though. :)
We went out to some of the squatter camps today, delivering presents. Apparently these people in the camps are people who have never had a country. They're not even refugees; they don't belong anywhere. They were so overjoyed to get the presents though, to the point of desperation, pushing and shoving each other and occasionally ripping things out of each other's hands in their efforts to get more things for themselves or their kids. It was kind of...I don't know what word you would use to describe it....humbling, depressing, uplifting....and then some others. We got to spend part of the afternoon touring the outer fringe of Joburg in the bed of a truck as well, with our hair whipping in the wind. :) It was a lot of fun. :)
Some of us girls went to Southgate Mall the other day, which is considered the 'black' mall. Strangely (or not so strangely), this country is still mainly segregated...and the races don't mix very well at all. Anyway, we were literally the only 4 white people in the entire mall. It was kind of funny. Nice mall though. I had some amazing fish and chips at a restaurant there, which is saying something, because I don't normally like restaurant fish. :)
Otherwise, life goes on as usual. The water pump's been gloriously consistent lately. The internet works most days. I got a cell phone finally. :) I'm starting to make some very close friends. :) Tomorrow we get a huge breakfast and lunch with everyone. :) I'm so excited. I'm wondering if we'll actually get to sit down...that would be strange...
Anyway, it's a long day tomorrow and unfortunately, the clock doesn't stop ticking for those of us silly enough to stay up past nine. Good night! Merry Christmas and God bless to all! I hope you have a wonderful Christmas day. :) Much love,
Karli
It will be Christmas morning tomorrow. I'll be waking up the same time I normally do on Christmas day, but it will be my alarm clock, not my little brother who gets me out of bed. I don't care what anyone says though, they're not going to convince me that it's Christmas. Thirty-four degrees Celsius is not Christmas...
We had a small Christmas party tonight. All the volunteers had a secret santa and we all made a dish that we would normally eat at home. It was all really good. I scrambled around trying to get the ingredients for cranberry cake because apparently they sell cranberries here, but I had to change my idea at the last minute because if they did sell cranberries, I couldn't find them. I made fruit cocktail cake instead...still good. :) My secret santa present was from Dan; a bottle of Chardonnay and a chocolate bar. Apparently he knows what women like. :P There were a few protests though; "Who gave alcohol to the minor??"
I've moved up in the world since night shift. I'm now allowed to do Fledgies and Lions. Fledgies are so incredibly boring. All that happens with them is that they each get fed every four hours and changed nappies in between. They aren't small enough to be as cute as the Nesties and they aren't big enough to have as much personality as the Grubs. They're just boring. The Lions are a ton of fun though. This may sound terrible, but I think all my years working with dogs has given me just the right authoritative voice for the Lions. It's amazing what kinds of trouble they can get into in the course of three seconds or less. Today, we took them to the Memorial Garden to see the tortoises (torti?) and since the sprinkler was on, we were all soaking wet in a matter of minutes. It was so much fun though. :)
We went out to some of the squatter camps today, delivering presents. Apparently these people in the camps are people who have never had a country. They're not even refugees; they don't belong anywhere. They were so overjoyed to get the presents though, to the point of desperation, pushing and shoving each other and occasionally ripping things out of each other's hands in their efforts to get more things for themselves or their kids. It was kind of...I don't know what word you would use to describe it....humbling, depressing, uplifting....and then some others. We got to spend part of the afternoon touring the outer fringe of Joburg in the bed of a truck as well, with our hair whipping in the wind. :) It was a lot of fun. :)
Some of us girls went to Southgate Mall the other day, which is considered the 'black' mall. Strangely (or not so strangely), this country is still mainly segregated...and the races don't mix very well at all. Anyway, we were literally the only 4 white people in the entire mall. It was kind of funny. Nice mall though. I had some amazing fish and chips at a restaurant there, which is saying something, because I don't normally like restaurant fish. :)
Otherwise, life goes on as usual. The water pump's been gloriously consistent lately. The internet works most days. I got a cell phone finally. :) I'm starting to make some very close friends. :) Tomorrow we get a huge breakfast and lunch with everyone. :) I'm so excited. I'm wondering if we'll actually get to sit down...that would be strange...
Anyway, it's a long day tomorrow and unfortunately, the clock doesn't stop ticking for those of us silly enough to stay up past nine. Good night! Merry Christmas and God bless to all! I hope you have a wonderful Christmas day. :) Much love,
Karli
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Night shift
I can't believe it's almost Christmas time. We have some tacky decorations up in the nursery and one of the girls made paper chains to hang around her cottage...:) It was +34 here yesterday though, and hotter today so...Christmas does NOT seem to be just around the corner. We do have a Christmas party coming up, with Secret Santa and everything (not that Secret Santas ever turn out to be Secret) and everyone is looking forward to it.
I'm on night shift this week. It's night...5 of 7. Night shift people get all the really mysterious jobs like putting out clothes for the kids for the next day (I always wondered how those got there...) and doing all the laundry. We also clean the entire place from top to bottom. We (me and two other girls) do 4 hourly feeds for 9 of the babies, which ends up being about 27 feeds a night, which wouldn't be so bad, except that we have two more babies who are sick and are fed rehydrate every hour, which brings the number up to about 50 feeds a night.
It's now night 6 of 7, but I couldn't post this yesterday because the internet went out halfway through the email. :) Gotta love internet around here. Last night went well. One of the baby's conditions is absolutely baffling right now. She wouldn't stop crying last night and we couldn't figure out why until I undressed her because I thought she was too hot. Only then did we realize that she had a nasty reaction to the bandage in her armpit for her TB cyst that has come open. Taking stock of her various ailments; she has HIV, TB (with an open cyst under her arm), an eye infection (lots of the kids have it), frequent vomitting due to her anti-rates (HIV drugs) and now a reaction to the bandage. Really, can anything else go wrong? The poor thing is only 8 months old...I've already found a couple that I want to adopt though, so hopefully mom and dad will get on that once I get home. :)
Last night was definitely a laundry night. We had piles and piles and two of the three washing machines kept taking turns breaking down...it was a long night in that respect.
Once I'm off of night shift, I would love to move on to the Lions group (2-3 years). I have spent a bit of time with them every morning for the last little while and I absolutely love them. They can talk, a little, and are so energetic and...vibrant I guess you could say. :) Except for one of them, their favourite word is, of course, no. The other one's favourite word is yes. We're still not sure what's wrong with him...
If you ever get a chance, drive to the Glen Mall here in Joburg. :P The drive itself is stunning. The beautiful stone houses are all built directly into the hills. The winding road leads past gated cobblestone driveways with huge tropical plants covering the front yards and draping over the walls. Every house has a swimming pool and, I'm sure, a Ferrari or something similar parked in the garage. So forget the mall, go house-shopping instead. :)
Anyway, that's all for now, time to get ready for work. :) Have a wonderful week. Much love,
Karli
I'm on night shift this week. It's night...5 of 7. Night shift people get all the really mysterious jobs like putting out clothes for the kids for the next day (I always wondered how those got there...) and doing all the laundry. We also clean the entire place from top to bottom. We (me and two other girls) do 4 hourly feeds for 9 of the babies, which ends up being about 27 feeds a night, which wouldn't be so bad, except that we have two more babies who are sick and are fed rehydrate every hour, which brings the number up to about 50 feeds a night.
It's now night 6 of 7, but I couldn't post this yesterday because the internet went out halfway through the email. :) Gotta love internet around here. Last night went well. One of the baby's conditions is absolutely baffling right now. She wouldn't stop crying last night and we couldn't figure out why until I undressed her because I thought she was too hot. Only then did we realize that she had a nasty reaction to the bandage in her armpit for her TB cyst that has come open. Taking stock of her various ailments; she has HIV, TB (with an open cyst under her arm), an eye infection (lots of the kids have it), frequent vomitting due to her anti-rates (HIV drugs) and now a reaction to the bandage. Really, can anything else go wrong? The poor thing is only 8 months old...I've already found a couple that I want to adopt though, so hopefully mom and dad will get on that once I get home. :)
Last night was definitely a laundry night. We had piles and piles and two of the three washing machines kept taking turns breaking down...it was a long night in that respect.
Once I'm off of night shift, I would love to move on to the Lions group (2-3 years). I have spent a bit of time with them every morning for the last little while and I absolutely love them. They can talk, a little, and are so energetic and...vibrant I guess you could say. :) Except for one of them, their favourite word is, of course, no. The other one's favourite word is yes. We're still not sure what's wrong with him...
If you ever get a chance, drive to the Glen Mall here in Joburg. :P The drive itself is stunning. The beautiful stone houses are all built directly into the hills. The winding road leads past gated cobblestone driveways with huge tropical plants covering the front yards and draping over the walls. Every house has a swimming pool and, I'm sure, a Ferrari or something similar parked in the garage. So forget the mall, go house-shopping instead. :)
Anyway, that's all for now, time to get ready for work. :) Have a wonderful week. Much love,
Karli
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Blog Post 1
Hey everyone, sorry it's taken so long for me to get this posted. We've had various internet crashes and power outages since I've arrived, so that makes it a little difficult. Anyway, here I am at TLC...I guess a few details would be useful. TLC is divided into two parts; the Main House (MH) and the Nursery. The MG is home to Thea (the founder), Pippa (one of her biological daughters) and about 30 kids that they've adopted over the years. The Nursery right now has about 35 babies, divided into 5 groups; Nesties (0-3months), Fledgies (3-6months), Grubs (6-12months), Creepies (12-18months) and Lions (18-36months). That number grows every Christmas when most of the other kids' homes in the area close down for the holidays and their kids get dumped on our doorstep. TLC can only legally keep kids until they're three, after which they have to move into a state home where the care is significantly less...care-y. Since Thea and Pippa wouldn't let that happen, that's when they adopt the kids.
We all live in a walled compound of about 23 acres. The volunteers share three cottages away from the MH, but that doesn't stop the MH kids from coming over and pouring water on your towel when you're trying to suntan. We also share the compound with two horses, three sheep, various disgusting pigs, some ducks and just yesterday, four rabbits and ten guinea pigs. Oh yes, and six or seven dogs who have been known to bite strangers, volunteers and kids...so we generally try to avoid them...
Our days usually start at 6 am and end at 7 pm (unless you get your break in the morning) and involve tons of diapers, loads of laundry, endless bottles to make and dishes to wash. And when the water pump breaks (which it has, twice since I've been here - once for two days and once for three), we boil pool water for dishes and don't do laundry or take showers. And at the end of the day, when you're covered in barf, poo, play-doh, dirt, various foods, snot and slobber, that can be a little depressing.
Surprisingly enough, I have to admit that the smiles, random giggles and watching them learn new things every day makes it all worth it (how sappy is that??). They're all so different from each other and so expressive. Yes, some can be very annoying - like Farren (a Grub), who throws temper tantrums for fun and is totally lazy. Then there are the babies like Alexis (also a Grub), who has TB and HIV and is constantly in pain and never complains. She is so ridiculously cute. :)
Most of the volunteers are lovely and I made friends quickly, which is nice since it helps me not to miss home as much. I'm the only North American; the rest are all from Europe, mostly Holland and Germany. Surprisingly, only 6 out of 15 of us are Christians, which I wouldn't have expected considering the strict application forms for this place. And only one guy in the whole lot - from Ireland - best accent ever. Tammy is my favourite. She's actually not technically a volunteer, but she's been working here for two years as the Head Nursery Coordinator (or something like that). She's from Australia and is absolutely wonderful.
Social services here is just as frustrating as it can be in Canada. The social workers seem to have only a head for the rules and not a heart for the kids. Many of the kids have been left here for 3 years by their relatives who don't want them, visited every 6 months, then deposited back in life-threatening situations when they're too old to stay. Often, they come back here shortly after with diseases or injuries that could have been prevented if they were allowed to be adopted out to the hundreds of wonderful families waiting for them. I guess it's a fine line though...For example, Lena has been here since she was born since both her parents are drug addicts. Her grandparents came to visit her once when she was 3 weeks and she is now 8 months. There is a SAn lady who loves her and has visited her every Saturday since she was born. She was recently screened and cleared for adoption, but the SS people notified the grandparents who suddenly showed up out of nowhere just to visit. They made it clear that they didn't want Lena, but the fact that they visited makes it impossible for the other lady to adopt her. It's so frustrating...Three adoptions have taken place since I've been here though and it was so beautiful to see. It was as if these couples were at the hospital picking their baby up out of the bassinet with their name on it. :) Apparently 48 TLC babies have gone to Denmark this year alone, which is absolutely amazing. :)
I've gone out once since I've been here, to a restaurant called Moyo's, which had good food and a fantastic atmosphere (so much better than earth's normal one...). There was live music and we got designs painted on our faces and there was a market underneath the restaurant and yes...you should go. It's lovely. :)
In terms of security, um...heh...I've locked my door every night since I've been here, and when I'm gone during the day, but now we're on high alert since we've been robbed twice in the past couple of nights. The first night they went into Rhys' (Thea's son) cottage while he was sleeping and took his computer, DVD player and TV and then two nights ago they took all the lawn mowers that worked - without testing any of them. Obviously it's someone who does or has worked here, which makes it even a bit scarier. Fortunately, the cottages are 'safe' because we have walls and open ground around us, areas they couldn't easily escape from. On the other hand, the perimeter behind the MH and nursery area is closed in by about a 3 foot fence of flimsy buffalo-type wire. I'm so excited to start night shift in the nursery this week...But, we do have 2 night guards and 7 vicious dogs...so I'm wondering how they even made it in in the first place...
I've only had one mishap with a kid so far. She fell off the trampoline (it's in a pit, not above ground) and caught herself with her face, coming up with a huge mouthful of dirt and sticks. Thankfully, she wasn't hurt and it was sort of hilarious. :)
I've tried two new foods since I've been here; Pap, which is a traditional SAn dish, sort of like really congealed Cream of Wheat (but made from Corn) and English flapjacks, which were good until I got sick after eating them two nights ago. The next morning, I was really sick with a little something they like to call 'Welcome to TLC'. Ha ha. Except for runs to the toilet, I stayed in bed all day and slept most of the time. Fine today though, which is nice. :)
Like I said, I start night shift tonight, so I only worked from 6-10 this morning, and now I should be sleeping and getting ready for being up all night. :) I think I'm going out for lunch though with one of the girls who is leaving tomorrow. She's been here for 5 months and is really sad to go...NS goes from 7pm to 6 am and is coming right when things are going to get ridiculously busy here. We also lose alot of volunteers who go home for Christmas...so we're a little cramped for workers. We have four more people coming this year, 2 from Canada (yay! people who understand the concept of colder than -5 degrees!).
Hopefully I'll have a cell phone either today or two weeks from now. Texting is super cheap and so is calling, as long as you call me. So for those who want it, you'll have my phone number ASAP.
Other random facts:
We have spitting cobras that we're supposed to watch out for, but I haven't seen or heard of one yet.
Pot-bellied pigs are vicious.
Black babies are cuter than white babies.
Everyone here not only drives on the wrong side of the road and car, they also drive like maniacs.
Well, that's about it for now. Much love and prayers in the general direction of Canada. I hope things are going as lovely for you as they are for me. Miss you all. :) xoxo
We all live in a walled compound of about 23 acres. The volunteers share three cottages away from the MH, but that doesn't stop the MH kids from coming over and pouring water on your towel when you're trying to suntan. We also share the compound with two horses, three sheep, various disgusting pigs, some ducks and just yesterday, four rabbits and ten guinea pigs. Oh yes, and six or seven dogs who have been known to bite strangers, volunteers and kids...so we generally try to avoid them...
Our days usually start at 6 am and end at 7 pm (unless you get your break in the morning) and involve tons of diapers, loads of laundry, endless bottles to make and dishes to wash. And when the water pump breaks (which it has, twice since I've been here - once for two days and once for three), we boil pool water for dishes and don't do laundry or take showers. And at the end of the day, when you're covered in barf, poo, play-doh, dirt, various foods, snot and slobber, that can be a little depressing.
Surprisingly enough, I have to admit that the smiles, random giggles and watching them learn new things every day makes it all worth it (how sappy is that??). They're all so different from each other and so expressive. Yes, some can be very annoying - like Farren (a Grub), who throws temper tantrums for fun and is totally lazy. Then there are the babies like Alexis (also a Grub), who has TB and HIV and is constantly in pain and never complains. She is so ridiculously cute. :)
Most of the volunteers are lovely and I made friends quickly, which is nice since it helps me not to miss home as much. I'm the only North American; the rest are all from Europe, mostly Holland and Germany. Surprisingly, only 6 out of 15 of us are Christians, which I wouldn't have expected considering the strict application forms for this place. And only one guy in the whole lot - from Ireland - best accent ever. Tammy is my favourite. She's actually not technically a volunteer, but she's been working here for two years as the Head Nursery Coordinator (or something like that). She's from Australia and is absolutely wonderful.
Social services here is just as frustrating as it can be in Canada. The social workers seem to have only a head for the rules and not a heart for the kids. Many of the kids have been left here for 3 years by their relatives who don't want them, visited every 6 months, then deposited back in life-threatening situations when they're too old to stay. Often, they come back here shortly after with diseases or injuries that could have been prevented if they were allowed to be adopted out to the hundreds of wonderful families waiting for them. I guess it's a fine line though...For example, Lena has been here since she was born since both her parents are drug addicts. Her grandparents came to visit her once when she was 3 weeks and she is now 8 months. There is a SAn lady who loves her and has visited her every Saturday since she was born. She was recently screened and cleared for adoption, but the SS people notified the grandparents who suddenly showed up out of nowhere just to visit. They made it clear that they didn't want Lena, but the fact that they visited makes it impossible for the other lady to adopt her. It's so frustrating...Three adoptions have taken place since I've been here though and it was so beautiful to see. It was as if these couples were at the hospital picking their baby up out of the bassinet with their name on it. :) Apparently 48 TLC babies have gone to Denmark this year alone, which is absolutely amazing. :)
I've gone out once since I've been here, to a restaurant called Moyo's, which had good food and a fantastic atmosphere (so much better than earth's normal one...). There was live music and we got designs painted on our faces and there was a market underneath the restaurant and yes...you should go. It's lovely. :)
In terms of security, um...heh...I've locked my door every night since I've been here, and when I'm gone during the day, but now we're on high alert since we've been robbed twice in the past couple of nights. The first night they went into Rhys' (Thea's son) cottage while he was sleeping and took his computer, DVD player and TV and then two nights ago they took all the lawn mowers that worked - without testing any of them. Obviously it's someone who does or has worked here, which makes it even a bit scarier. Fortunately, the cottages are 'safe' because we have walls and open ground around us, areas they couldn't easily escape from. On the other hand, the perimeter behind the MH and nursery area is closed in by about a 3 foot fence of flimsy buffalo-type wire. I'm so excited to start night shift in the nursery this week...But, we do have 2 night guards and 7 vicious dogs...so I'm wondering how they even made it in in the first place...
I've only had one mishap with a kid so far. She fell off the trampoline (it's in a pit, not above ground) and caught herself with her face, coming up with a huge mouthful of dirt and sticks. Thankfully, she wasn't hurt and it was sort of hilarious. :)
I've tried two new foods since I've been here; Pap, which is a traditional SAn dish, sort of like really congealed Cream of Wheat (but made from Corn) and English flapjacks, which were good until I got sick after eating them two nights ago. The next morning, I was really sick with a little something they like to call 'Welcome to TLC'. Ha ha. Except for runs to the toilet, I stayed in bed all day and slept most of the time. Fine today though, which is nice. :)
Like I said, I start night shift tonight, so I only worked from 6-10 this morning, and now I should be sleeping and getting ready for being up all night. :) I think I'm going out for lunch though with one of the girls who is leaving tomorrow. She's been here for 5 months and is really sad to go...NS goes from 7pm to 6 am and is coming right when things are going to get ridiculously busy here. We also lose alot of volunteers who go home for Christmas...so we're a little cramped for workers. We have four more people coming this year, 2 from Canada (yay! people who understand the concept of colder than -5 degrees!).
Hopefully I'll have a cell phone either today or two weeks from now. Texting is super cheap and so is calling, as long as you call me. So for those who want it, you'll have my phone number ASAP.
Other random facts:
We have spitting cobras that we're supposed to watch out for, but I haven't seen or heard of one yet.
Pot-bellied pigs are vicious.
Black babies are cuter than white babies.
Everyone here not only drives on the wrong side of the road and car, they also drive like maniacs.
Well, that's about it for now. Much love and prayers in the general direction of Canada. I hope things are going as lovely for you as they are for me. Miss you all. :) xoxo
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Safe and Sound
Hi all, I made it to Africa! And on the way I saw Greenland AND the Sahara Desert! And that's the most exciting part. On the way to Amsterdam, I sat beside some drunk guy...I don't think my eyes have ever watered that much...so that was a party. Sat around in Amsterdam for four hours, called home again. The flight to Africa was the longest of my life. Africa doesn't look that huge on the globe, but don't let that fool you; it's massive. I watched about 6 movies in the last 24 hours, and Looney Toons. :) The guy I sat beside on the way to Joburg was much nicer, so I made him walk with me into the airport (he lives in Joburg) because he was big and made me feel safe. However, the airport wasn't like everyone said it would be. No one tried to mug me anyway. Rob and Natz picked me up from the airport and took me to their place. They told me they had a 'decent-sized' yard...with their own guesthouse (where I stayed last night), tennis court and swimming pool...The guesthouse has bars over all the windows and doors and feels kind of prison-y, except that you can open up all those windows and doors and let the sun and the breeze come through. It's absolutely beautiful. And warm. :) Craziest thing about my trip so far: People in SA wear their shoes in the house. Everywhere, on the tile, on the rug...doesn't matter. I asked where to put my shoes and they looked at me like I was nuts. I still feel bad walking around their house in my shoes though. Well, Kim and I are heading to the orphanage as soon as she gets back from rescuing her father who ran out of gas on the highway. Should be about 15 minutes. Don't know when the next blog will be but I'll do my best. :) Hugs and kisses.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Yay!
Yay! They have internet in Minneapolis!! :D With the worst keyboard...i think the buttons are cast iron. Anyway, to all who worry, I made it to Min. perfectly fine. I chatted with a girl in grade 10 from Winnipeg who is on her way to New York with some school friends to speak with the UN council concerning human rights in the school curriculum. How's that for a field trip? Next flight is 8 hours. Glad Mom bought me that crossword book. Oh, and only a few tears at the airport this morning. And (almost) none from me of course. ;) And I got a call on a pay phone. I don't know about you guys, but getting a call on a pay phone kind of makes me feel like a secret agent. Well, flight is boarding. :) Hugs and kisses. :)
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