Greetings praying friends,
Well the New Year has begun. I didn’t quite make it to midnight last night. I went camping with the Myrick clan at Hell’s Gate National Park the night before. Sleeping in a tent is great, except when you don’t sleep so much. Those tiny pebbles on the ground under the tent somehow found their way between each of my ribs all night long. Oh well.
Hell’s Gate National Park is a great place to get away from the hustle and bustle of the Christmas and New Year’s holidays and just relax. Food tastes so much better when it’s cooked over an open campfire. On the way home from camping, we stopped at a hotel to use their swimming pool for a bit. And, yes, R and G got a bit of a wash up before jumping in the pool. I walked down along Lake Naivasha to see if there were any animals near the water. It’s hard to get any closer to zebra’s than these two.
At the end of last term, I took my boys soccer team to the ISK tournament. We played great. We lost on penalty shootout in the semi-finals. You can’t get much closer to making the finals than that. We had a great season together as a team, learning from each other, even if the overall win/loss column didn’t necessarily reflect that.
During our December break, a lot of things have happened. I got together with the Wagner’s and Myrick’s to do our traditional hand cookies, where we cut out Christmas cookies in the shape of your hand, then decorate them. My goal is always sugar rush. I think I accomplished that again this year.
I got out to visit Martha and David again. Martha started working for my parents when we arrived in Kenya in 1973, continued working for me when I came 20 years ago until her retirement about 8 years ago. I consider her another mom. While I’m excited to see what God has for me next year, there are many things I will miss when I leave Kenya.
Speaking of leaving Kenya, I’ve begun the search for a job next year. I’ve sent in my resume to several different schools seeking a teaching position for next school year. 4 of the schools are in Pennsylvania, one in Missouri, and one in California. I realize that most schools won’t be looking for new teachers until March or April, but I wanted to make sure that mine was the first application they received. I’m sure over the next couple of months I’ll be applying to a bunch of other schools as well. Pray with me that God will provide the perfect position for me for next year.
Today the Pennsylvania contingency is getting together for our 10th Annual Pork and Sauerkraut Buffet. There are probably close to 25 of us this year, including the kids, so that’s a lot of pork. I’ve got a crock pot of it full and ready for this evening.
This coming school term is beginning quickly. In-service starts tomorrow and Thursday, a day off on Friday, kids arrive back from break on Saturday, and we hit the ground running with full classes next Monday. Along with Math 7 and Study Skills that I’ve been teaching for the past couple of years, I’ve also been asked to pick up two Jr. High PE classes this term (at least, may be next term as well). That will be funny, since I’m not particularly “athletic shaped”, if you know what I mean. It looks like this term the 7th graders will be doing a unit on tumbling followed by a unit on soccer (something I do know about). The 8th graders will be doing a unit on track and field followed by a unit on American flag football. If any of you are free for a couple of months and want to come out and teach PE, I’d be more than happy to give them up to you. 🙂
Along with the extra classes I’m teaching, I’m also beginning my masters program in two weeks. I have a feeling it’s going to be a busy couple of months.
Well I guess that’s about it for now. Here’s some prayer requests to lift before God’s throne.
- Pray for the RVA students as they return to school this week.
- Pray that God will provide a good job for me for next school year.
- Pray for all the transition things that have to happen between now and the middle of July, that I will be able to finish my time here in Kenya well, with many more great memories made.