Compartments

Ancient History

Follow Me?

Instagram

What we learned hosting Japanese exchange students for a weekend

This past weekend, our family hosted two Japanese exchange students. They spoke little English. We speak absolutely no Japanese, aside from words learned in pop culture.

The boys we hosted are students at an agricultural college. A group of 55 students is touring different agricultural points of interest in the United States. Colorado’s wheat fields and ranches drew them to our great state. Part of their educational experience is to stay at the homes of American families for several days. It’s an intense way to soak in our culture. We were partnered through a program at a friend’s church. On Friday night, we found ourselves pulling out of a parking lot with two boys and their suitcases. We were charged with feeding, entertaining, and providing a place for them to sleep.

Here are some tips we learned for communicating with people who don’t speak English:

1. It kills me to say this, but there’s an app for that. Of course, iPhones can download all sorts of translator apps. All of the highly-rated apps cost money. If it were a true communication emergency, I would have spent the $4.99, but I found Google Translate to be easy-to-use and free. We’d type in a phrase, like “beef or chicken?” and the translator would answer in Japanese characters. 牛肉や鶏肉?We’d hold up the phone and they’d answer. Once, I asked them お気に入りの音楽は何ですか? The translator provided the phonetic spelling, thankfully, so I said, “Okiniiri no ongaku wa nanidesu ka?” They answered “Ne-yo.” At first, I thought “Ne-yo” was a Japanese band or singer. Turns out to be this guy. I made a Pandora station based on Ne-yo for them.

2. Avoid restaurants. No matter how skilled you are at using google translate or other apps, you will not be able to quickly describe a Casa Bonita enchilada platter or a Cuban pork panini. I wish we ate at home more often because then they could have seen the ingredients and maybe learned a little about food prep and ingredients. We had to guess what they might like more than once. They ate everything we gave to them at home and in restaurants, but it was hard to gauge how they truly felt about refried beans. If we do this again, we may take our students to one or two favorite restaurants. We’ll put more energy into cooking at home.

3. When you do cook at home, don’t worry about having a huge spread of food. They seemed overwhelmed by our ginormous Saturday morning breakfast of eggs, bacon, pancakes, strawberries, grapes, sliced apples, whipped cream, and juice. Plus. they were occupied with manners and decorum, asking permission to begin to eat. So many choices are hard to navigate. Plus, if you are facing your first American pancake with all the toppings, it’s intimidating. Do you pick it up with your hands? Just a fork? Do you need a knife? I never really thought about how confusing or goofy food can be until I watched them try to understand crispy bacon is best eaten with fingers. They picked up a lot by watching the kids eat. That could be good. Or bad.

4. If you are looking for movie entertainment that transcends language barriers, try the Pixar shorts. There is little or no dialogue in several, including Presto, One-Man Band, Knick Knack, For the Birds, and Lifted. They are funny and sweet, too. Laughter is contagious and transcendent.

There is so much more that I can’t gather into punchy numbered bits of advice. There were moments of total delight as the boys and the kids got to know each other. Archie really latched onto them, actively trying to get them to play. More than once, they laughed until they had tears in their eyes because of things he did. Each of the kids eagerly embraced this experience, which is the reason I wanted to do it.

If you have an opportunity like this, don’t pass it up. It’s easy to underestimate the power of opening your home and your heart. Kids who travel to other countries without knowing the language or many of the customs are admirable. Their sense of adventure and hunger for learning make them great ambassadors and great people to know. I learned so much from our time with them. It was a challenge I’m glad we embraced and I hope to do it again next year.

(photos are of some of the gifts they brought to give to their host family ~ we loved everything ~ so much beauty and color)

Only on the 13th

“I love the 13th of every month!” said Sam as we backed out of the driveway this morning. I knew why. He was born on July 13th and has never considered it unlucky.

I pointed out he is 11 years and 2 months old today. Even though I don’t homeschool, I home-school, if you know what I mean. I couldn’t resist asking: How many months old are you?

Sam

It took him to the end of our street to determine 134 months. I thought about how when I was a young mom and I subscribed to all the baby site’s newsletters. I’d log onto the computer on certain mornings and see that one of my kids was 4 months or 9 months or 15 months. I read these emails eagerly, scanning for confirmation they were either on track or advanced for their ages. I don’t quite remember when I stopped reading and stopped subscribing when I’d find out a new baby was on the way. The worst was when I had my first miscarriage and the emails still arrived, month after month. You are 7 months pregnant! No, I’m not.

At some point, the emails tapered off. Maybe they noticed I hadn’t opened them in months, so my address was sloughed away. I’m picturing it washing down a drain or peeled off like a bandaid.

My 134-month-old son is at school. I hope he didn’t have trouble with his locker today and that he remembers to pack all of his homework. I’m pretty sure he’s right on track. Going with my gut on this one.

~~~~~~

I’m participating in Heather of the EO’s Just Write exercise. It took me longer to find a photo than write. It was taken when he was 132 months.

“Love through action” ~ An update on the gift card project

Several days ago, I received a letter from Jeffrey’s aunt.

She wrote about his life and their family. After I read it, I looked at the notecard she used. The front says “Thank You” in aqua lettering. It is bordered by thin strips of wood arranged in a pattern. I flipped the card over and read:

Since its inception in 1982 Food For The Poor has shipped over $320 million worth of relief and developmental materials to the poor of the Caribbean and Latin America.

Food For The Poor begs the support of both individuals and churches throughout the U.S. and aboard in order to reach the least of our brothers and sister in Christ’s name.

I hadn’t told Jeffrey’s aunt about the food card project because I didn’t know her. I was energized by her letter and the card. She is a very sweet lady. When we started collecting money, gift cards, and other donations 10 days ago, I didn’t know what to expect. Would people care? Was I whispering into hurricane force winds? I had moments of doubt and deep dismay. I lost followers at Twitter every time I mentioned this project. It was hard to face rejection like that and I took it personally, I admit.

But then I realized their rejection didn’t matter. If they were going to unfollow me because I’m trying to honor what our family has been called to do, then they aren’t really the kind of people I want following me, anyway.

To those who have invested time, prayers, support, cheerleading, and money:

Here’s an update on what has happened the last 10 days:

~ $220 has been collected via the ChipIn widget located at the top of my left sidebar. People have donated via PayPal and I am so, so grateful for every penny generously given. Stunned, actually. The widget will be active until September 15th at midnight if you feel like dropping something in the virtual bucket.

~ Neuro Beverages sent a case of drinks to distribute

~ Popchips is sending 100 bags of chips to distribute

~ A friend donated a huge box of toiletries, including toothpaste, toothbrushes, body wash, shampoo

~ Another friend provided a pile of cards for free McDonald’s oatmeal, no strings, no buy one get one. That will warm some bellies with cold weather coming soon

~ I’ll still accept mailed gift cards. They’ll need to be here on or before Friday, September 16th.

Thank you, everyone.

Let me know if you have questions or thoughts. Saturday is distribution day! Keep the outreach team and all of the men, women, teens, and KIDS living on the streets, in cars, in shelters in your prayers and in your hearts.