Emma Shae and Year One

All the kids have grown so much in our time here--they have persevered and we are so thankful! Wanted to say that Emma Shae has just flourished in Year One (like American Kindergarten) and here are some pictures. Probably only her grandparents will want to watch videos, but here is a peek of our wonderful school and the happenings of Year One at Waterloo Primary! They are such a precious class and the teachers work so hard to make sure they are learning and having a good time. They worked on nutrition, exercise, helping others, songs, numeracy and literacy!

They have a great website, by the way, with very helpful links for kids--check them out!

Ms. Williams as the kids enter the stage.

The three amigos--Poppy, Emma Shae and Holly
Ms. McCall and Holly describing what they did --she is Florence Nightengale. They also had a visit from one of the mums who is a nurse. Emma Shae had quite a story of going to the A and E with Mrs. Baldwin (the principal) in a taxi--I kept saying to her, why didn't they call me? She was tricking me :).

Emma Shae got a cracker award--came with a crown and medal.
The school has golden awards and golden time to reward good behavior. Students selected for the Golden table get to sit at a round table one day for lunch and eat on real china--what a great idea and an honor for Emma Shae to be able to do this. She was pretty proud :).

Oops--the videos load in the right order, unlike photos.... hmmm... so, the last is first--start at the bottom and work backward, if you would like the correct order.

Narnia

One of the highlights of my time has been to participate in the Narnia--they graciously allowed me to volunteer--even though I got a little too excited about the walkie talkies and wearing these tabards :). Not sure if that's how you spell it or say it, but that's what I heard :).

Narnia was a Christmas performance put on by the ministry In Another Place who worked with local churches and several local ministries. It was incredible--all volunteers and the orchestration was amazing. They had schools come through during the week and then open to the public on Saturdays. They had taken over a huge church that is used for community purposes and turned it to this interactive Narnia play. The sets were amazing! They had several people rotating through the characters, each bringing their own flare and creativity to their roles.

I salut the cast and staff/volunteers of Narnia--it was such an honor to see all of it and these guys remain my heroes!

Basically, you walk into the building and immediately are greeted by people in character welcoming you from being evacuated from London to the Professor's house. You have a safety briefing and then you can either go on a trail as Lucy or as Edmund. So, when the characters talk to you, you make your decisions as one or the other. Then you walk through a wardrobe into Narnia.

If you are Lucy, you meet Mr. Tumnus, then Mrs. Beaver, then Father Christmas, see the White Witch accuse Aslan, goes to the stone table, watch the stone statues come alive to a dance and get crowned kings and queens of Narnia.

Edmund goes in after Lucy (like the book) and then meets the White Witch, Mrs. Beaver, goes to the White Witch's palace, sees the White Witch confront Aslan, goes to the stone table and then to be crowned king and queen of Narnia.

Both trails get to watch the stone table scene with Aslan before going to Cair Paravel. Both trails come out of the wardrobe again and into the Professors study where they hear the Professor summarize the book, talk about themes of the book (temptation, loyalty, hope, gifts, forgiveness, back to life and responsibility) and then discuss comparisons to the real world and the story of Jesus. Then they get to make snow flakes and write a thought on how to use their power and influence as kings and queens or a prayer.

I had several roles stewarding--I was exit steward, marquee steward and ended by running the Edmund trail. The first day I did it, I was with Jenny and she was so sharp and good and multi tasking--it was wonderful. Then I was supposed to take over and she would be my support. I panicked--I tried like heck to get her to take the walkie talkie back, but she held firm and pushed me out there. Then I was fine and happy to do it! Jenny is probably 20 years my junior, but I definitely learned from her and so grateful for her leadership skills :).

At the White Witch's castle.

John, Hannah and Jenny! These guys are with a group called Y kids that work with inner city youth among other things!

Jenny, John and a most excellent Mr. Tumnus.

The White Witch are her sledge with turkish delight. One of my favorite comments to the White Witch was from a mildly mentally retarded girl who had her eye on the witch and when she was called Edmund "brat" and get my fur mantle--she exclaimed, "Cheeky! Lazy Sausage." The girl had a big smile and seemed to enjoy being ordered around.

Mr. Tumnus at his cave.

Mrs. Beaver in her lodge.
The back of the Beaver's lodge, going to the icy waterfall and Queen's castle.

Outside of the Beaver's lodge.
Icy waterfall.
Father Christmas sledge--kids get in and get to watch part of the movie, The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe.

The Stone Statues. This was some of the most moving of the play to me. These guys are all adults with various challenges--Down's Syndrome, etc. and they were just a delight to work with and did an amazing dance. At the end, several of the school groups that came through had severe mental retardation or autism and it was so powerful to see them come through and see the statutes as well as the dance. I would fall apart and cry every time when Mr. Tumnus would crown them as king and queen and ask them to take their rightful place. These things are such a mystery, as is much suffering, but the visual truth and the hope of heaven sure puts it all into perspective--one day!!! Notice the frozen faun in the back....

Cair Paravel
White Witch throne and castle.

Craft area and professor's study at far end--it was so cute inside, but their were people in there, so I didn't take a picture. It looked down to detail like a study!

Accents, what kids say and other tid bits

We often get asked are the kids picking up accents?

Emma Shae was the first. She just has really embraced living here. She kind of comes and goes with an accent now--for awhile, she would only whine in it.... Now, when she is around her friends or our British friends, she will slip into her accent.

Mallory has recently started with her accent--of course, with the whining! Early on she was so cute, she would turn to me and say, "It's a lovely day, mom." She liked going on the train and especially listening as the announcer announced different stops. Her favorite is "Bootle New Strand." For awhile she would ask to go and one time we just went b/c she was so cute. I

enjoyed watching her walk along and look at all the buildings.

Last week, she said, "this is a lovely dinner, mom." Mallory, you can have whatever you want :).

Last week, she said matter of factly, "Mom, they don't say orange, they say 'ginger'." I love that, too. Instead of red-head, they say ginger or he has a ginger beard. When we went to Kenya and the first time I saw a Masaai, I just wept. It was like National Geographic, but live and I couldn't believe the incredible privilege of seeing these people in person. I have found myself in the same heart with red haired people or different British looking people--my heart just swells with the honor of seeing people in their element! One of the girls I am volunteering with is a ginger from Northern Ireland and she told me to "think Ginger" today as I was taking her place as a steward. I had to ask her about it to make sure (yes, another dullard from America) b/c I thought Ginger from Gilligan's island and then Ginger the Cat from the Last Battle.... but, now I'm ready...

Micah came home singing, "ABC, easy as one two, three." The Michael Jackson movie, This is It was showing at the local theatre and I guess all the kids are mimicking? He was doing the moon walk, etc. We were dying laughing--he came to England to learn about Michael Jackson. "It doesn't matter if you're black or white..."

2 weeks ago, Emma Shae came home singing "what would you do if.... I get by with a little help from my friends..." Mom, we're learning about the Beatles--do you know about them? she knew the whole song, except, I don't think they sang the part of getting high--I don't know the song, but Aaron did and he noticed she didn't sing that part!

The other funny thing about Emma Shae is how she has embraced Fair Trade--she is into it! I took an advent picture--noticed later she's pointing out the fair trade! Mom, they're helping people! Then, she comes home retelling all these rhymes they learn--my favorite is, "Healthy heating, healthy sleeping, healthy exercise..." ok, so I am blanking on the rest, but she is so, so emphatic and cute saying it!

Emma Shae came home last week saying Owen was a "cheeky monkey," or so and so is such a cheeky monkey-ha!

So far, Micah has not picked up an accent, but is learning great manners and lots of other cool stuff. He is really keen on phrases and food and other customs.

One thing that is funny is "I'm going to tell on you" is "I'm going to tell off you!" Or something like that--I haven't verified this, but it's what our kids are copying... They come marching in indignantly and it's hard to keep a straight face. Or they like to bully each other in a British whine, "Give me that doll or I'll tell off youuuuuuuu"

Tonight, Aaron was playing with Mallory. He said, "ho, ho, ho, what's your name little girl?" She said, "It's Mallory, Christmas guy." where does she get this?

So, you think you speak English

Really enjoying the nuances of British English

Sort it out...

I'll just get...

he pinched my food (pinch=stole)

I had to que all day

You all right? or you all right, luv? (opening greeting--like our how's it going?)

I 'ave to have me constitution...(my friend said that when she was going for a smoke)

Quiz

1. I'm all made up!

a. I have make up on

b. I'm really proud of my outfit

c. I'm really happy

2. I have to run my rubbish to the tick

a. I have to take my recycling to the center

b. I have to go to the dump

c. I said a bunch of embarrassing things

Thanksgiving 2009

Diary of Thanksgiving....

October

bought a big pumpkin to roast and freeze for Thanksgiving--tried to bring cans in August, but forgot you can't carry that stuff on any more!

Pumpkin too big for oven.

Bought 2 little pumpkins, but they rotted before I could get them roasted, then magically after Halloween, all the pumpkins were nowhere to be found.

Shoot--no canned pumpkin either.

November

Thankfully, Mom and Dad mailed my pumpkin can anyway even though I had told her I found fresh ones. Thanks, Mom and Dad!!

2 weeks and counting...Turkeys go on half price and I spontaneously buy one--a small one to fit in our oven. I thought we might just have deli turkey, but decided to risk it.

spotted cranberries in the store--grabbed them and froze them--oh, they are from Canada, how nice.

One week and counting...I email friends to plea for a Reynolds bag--never cook a turkey w/o reynolds.

put pumpkin out to trash, but doesn't get picked up--got smashed while we were away for the week-end, so I am stalked by pumpkin bits laughing at me as I walk down our street--will we have pumpkin pie? not sure.

Week of...

Break down and buy square baking dish for pies--can't find a pie tin anywhere and no Pillsbury in sight--shoot! (find out on Saturday, they bake shortbread crusts and they use a fluted pie dish, which was everywhere--that's the pie dish. awww, man!) Also, when looking for the pie tin, I found mixing bowls AND measuring cups--where were these in August?

I think they put things out closer to Christmas?

Monday decide rest of menu -- no Velveeta, so we settled on a healthy, real version of broccoli and cheese and rice casserole. We invited 4 people over--one couple (husband from VA and wife from PA) and a brother/sister from Canada--they were bringing mashed potatoes and green bean casserole, Heidi ended up bringing these awesome After Eight sticks and caramel and green apples. We had turkey, ready made sage and onion dressing (no Pepperidge farm or stove top....), cranberry sauce, in addition to what's been mentioned--really did taste like home!

Wed panic--3rd or 4th trip to store to get little things you forget and don't have on hand in a foreign country--ginger, stuffing, pkt gravy!!!

Turkey bag arrives in mail and Mallory and I do the turkey bag dance--whew! Thanks, Susan!!! She also sent a nice prayer of Thanksgiving, which we said.

See a turkey bag for sale when I was looking for the meat therm. I can't believe this!! where was, it 2 weeks ago when I was scouring arggghhhh!

Pop in local bakery and ask about pecan pies--almost forgot. The lady says, oh, you mean "pea-cun" (say it fast) ewww... ok, never mind. they don't have those anyway. How about ready made crusts? Why yes, Sainsbury's has them.

3:30pm kids and I walk 45 minutes in wind and cold to get pie crust--yes, they had them and I bought 10 and almost cussed the check out lady out as she non chalantly threw them down--don't break those crusts!!!!! took a taxi back with my precious......

whew--all is well, pumpkin pies were made and they were perfect and although we couldn't find a meat therm, no one died from the Turkey and it was perfect thanks to Reynolds!

Thursday was a full day-- in the pm got to go to Emma Shae's class and read a book that their Gammy (Aaron's mom) had sent. It was a neat Thanksgiving book which talked about history--great story. Thanks, Gammy! At the last minute, the other year one class wanted to come in--so, I was reading to about 60 kids! I had brought Micah's UT and ECU t-shirts to talk about American football and I also brought in one pie for them to taste. The recipe should make 2 pies, but pies are smaller here and it made 5!

It was such a treat and honor to share Thanksgiving with Emma Shae's class--one of the grandmothers in the school yard wished my Happy Thanksgiving--made my heart sing :).

It was also a fun evening--someone about 11:30pm said, what time is it? Then everyone rushed out to catch the last train back into town (we live 15 min by train from the city centre) It was like out of a movie! It's funny what you miss and how this crazed mission came over me to get Thanksgiving dinner whipped out, but in the end it was very nice. We have a lot to be thankful for, don't we?

Reading to Emma Shae's class-she is right in front, by my knees.

Mom would be proud--they wanted to see the pie.

I taught them Hook 'Em Horns. Emma Shae told me that the next day when they were eating pumpkin pie, one of the teachers said, "Hook 'Em Horns!" Yes! I also held up the ECU Pirates shirt and taught them "Go Pirates" and "Purple, Gold"

Proud and relieved hosts--what a fun night to share!
Mallory didn't make it to dinner--it ended up being late as we waited on one of the guests to get home from a soccer match--she gave up and put herself to bed!

Northumbria by Wendy

Aaron is in full exam mode, so this is more from my perspective

Northumbria is a region in the far NE England, on the border of Scotland. It is also home to a community called Northumbria who are committed to a sort of modern day monaticsm--living like monks in principle, but out in the community, in families, etc. They seem to be largely based on the Celtic spirituality, though they take from modern and ancient sources of Christian teaching.

I first heard about them from a devotion, which is my favorite--The Celtic Daily Prayer. I have been following their rhythm of prayer off and on for about 7 years and just really enjoyed the readings and thoughts. I like the idea of an ebb and a flow to our lives and relationship with God. One of the quotes was how their faith is shaped by the landscape, so it was a real honor to travel that way for a week-end retreat.

Aaron gave this to me for a b-day present, so we all stayed together, but he took the kids!

A friend let us borrow his car and we all went up to Newcastle to stay with his friends in a glorious 7 story Victorian house--we all had a blast and experienced some sweet English hospitality. Our friend took the train home (so humbling to receive such generosity!) and we headed to Holy Island or Lindisfarne. We could only get there between the tides, so we had to be sure to be out by 2:30pm and guess what we mostly did between 3 kids? That's right--the toliet!! aw, man! I was trying to understand what God was telling me as I have waited 7 years to visit this place of lore and history and waiting on my kids to do their business :). hmmmm.... It is absolutely a beautiful and island and much like it would have been in the 300's when many incredible writings and visions came out of this place.

After a quick stop at a nearby castle, we went to the middle of nowhere to find the Nether Springs and the mother house of the Northumbria Community--very simple and yet one of the most hospitable places on earth!

I was there for the retreat, but the kids and Aaron stayed with me and were invited into the rhythm of the house--5:30 evening prayer, 6pm dinner and while we are served, the guests help with the washing up. 9pm compline prayers.

The prayers are said in the chapel-- a bell would ring and then we would scurry to the chapel to the welcoming candles, simple beauty and healing silence.

Friday night I just cried as my stressed out and weary body met the power of saying prayers I had for years said by myself with a community of like minded strangers! wow! God spoke to me of gentleness and purity being what He wanted to work in me.

Then there was the retreat--not at all like I expected, but one of the most powerful retreats I have ever been on--amazing! About 8pm, this crazy man burst into the living room where we met with tea and a cozy fire--he came mid conversation and ended up leaving mid conversation as he had to rush back to beat the tides--he lives on Holy Island.

The topic was Given for Life and on the subject of the motivational gift we are born with. The Bible teaches a lot by groups of 7 and sure enough, in Romans 12, Paul lists these gifts we are all born with--just one each, please :). It's the why you do things. Cool. I had heard similar teaching from Arthur Burk in America, but this had different explanations and examples and personally, God spoke to me about mothering all week-end! It was amazing. The gifts are prophet, teacher/explainer, mercy, servant, ruler/leader, giver and exhorter and really shows how we all need each other and God intends to gift us differently to bless each other. So, we can give and receive--from anybody whether they realized God or not. It was and is such powerful and freeing teaching!

I loved the small group and the way the teacher told stories and was just this profound and normal guys sharing what he's learned and encouraging us to do the same--very much like Jesus. As I think back, the most life changing times for me have been in people's living rooms and kitchen tables as we share with each other burdens and joys. He gave us many answers gleaned from the Bible and experience, but led us to many questions to be pondered and worked out in our daily lives--so exciting. We can't mass produce faith and we can't live on other's faith, we must work these questions out in our own lives and encourage each other--I love the idea that we are on pilgrimage.

On Sunday, Micah joined me for the morning prayers and it was such an honor to be besides him praying and sharing. Aaron joined me for compline prayers at night and we continue to do that at home--powerful and moving.

What an honor.

Aaron is my total hero for giving me this wonderful retreat! Micah took this foto of us at one of the many castles to visit on the North England coast.

Although we all stayed together, I went on a retreat and Aaron was a champ and took the kids out to different sights--storming castles....
Going to Scotland without me (aww, man!)
Playing around....
Hiking....

The North Sea and a michevious windy November day

A visit to Holy Island--that day the tide was ebbing at 7:30 am and flowing at 2:30pm or is it the other way around? This is the view as we were trying to beat the tide at 2:30pm--all over the island, they had pictures of cars that had gotten caught in the tide and we had a retreat to get to...

oops, out of order... The view from our window at Nether Springs....

The Castle on Lidisfarne, or Holy Island

View from St. Mary's church-- a medieval church, still in use!

updates on TV license

Well, we got another warning letter from the TV license people. wonder if we will meet them before we leave. Actually, got the letter a few weeks ago and today ANOTHER one came--I'm scared to open it!

We ran out of Wednesday trash bags and I called the Council to see how we get more bags. They will come for the new year next week, when it is Nov., but they will give me some green trash bags to hold me over. Next day, the postal workers are on strike, but the council hand delivered a note telling us to recycle more and they might come and inspect our trash bags to make sure we are recycling properly. Although England is really green, our particular area of service does not recycle plastic OR cardboard (hey, even Waco does THAT!). My friend was appalled and suggested that we call them up and explain we are a family of 5 coming in half year of a flat previously rented--who knows what kind of waste THEY were doing?!

Dude, between the Council and TV license, I hope we can make it out of here by Dec.!

One funny thing about the mail--sadly, they have been striking and I guess I make a big deal to hurry and go to the post office in the middle of negotiations... Mallory, who is 100% on board and ready to go for anything has noticed the crown because it is the Royal Mail -- the other day she said, "Has the Queen picked up our mail?!" Definitely!