Albanian Family Camp and all that goes with it
The night before camp I found myself working like crazy to get all the things done. Yes I had the whole week before to slowly and nicely work on the lessons for camp, but SOMEHOW that just did not happen. So like always I did not find motivation until hours before. In these moments of my life is when I wonder why God would use me, the procrastinator. But amazingly and only in God's way it was all done AND I had time to clean my apartment. Yep, miracles do happen.
To be honest I was not looking forward to camp. I had already missed out at not being at Texas kids camp, and I knew that another culture family camp would not be the same. I also was not up for talking in Albanian all the time, since after summer started my little Albanian that I knew amazingly disappeared. It is interesting how you can live in another country and still never have to speak the language. This is not so at camp.
Ryan and Kaci gave me a ride in there nicely air conditioned car, and it was evening when we arrived. The camp is a private school, but in the summer they put beds in the classrooms. So instant camp. I got first choice of thin white mattresses in my large room, and set up camp for the week.
The next day everyone arrived in different bus's and the party immediately began. I knew many people but there were tons that I had never met. My room was filled with single girls my age and older. They were from all over Albania and one girl from Kosovo. Being locked in a room with tons of girls that don't speak English is always just a tad awkward for me. When I am in these situations I feel so limited, and just cant be myself. So.... I did what I always do when I am uncomfortable I went in search of the kids. I like knowing that no matter what, usually a kid will accept me and want to be my friend. ha ha. Pretty much after that moment I was surrounded by kids the whole entire week.
After the singing every morning I would take the kids out and we would hang out in the cafeteria. That's where we did the lesson and the craft. It was not really a challenge, the kids were really good and for the most part always interested. It didn't hurt that most of them were missionary kids but the others were surprisingly good as well. On Thursday there was to be a talent show where each group HAD to do something. On there own the kids decided to make a video of "The fruit of the spirit" Love. So they made videos reenacting Jesus' life. It was hilarious! They did such a good job. The speakers for the week were Jay and Teanna Sunberg accompanied by there 4 daughters. The oldest who is 13 came up with a idea for the video and did all of the amazing editing and everything. The girl has talent. Anyways it was a huge hit, and the kids had so much fun.
It was a grand time at camp and it cured me of any fears of turkish toilets and being totally around Albanians 24/7.
Goodtimes.
To be honest I was not looking forward to camp. I had already missed out at not being at Texas kids camp, and I knew that another culture family camp would not be the same. I also was not up for talking in Albanian all the time, since after summer started my little Albanian that I knew amazingly disappeared. It is interesting how you can live in another country and still never have to speak the language. This is not so at camp.
Ryan and Kaci gave me a ride in there nicely air conditioned car, and it was evening when we arrived. The camp is a private school, but in the summer they put beds in the classrooms. So instant camp. I got first choice of thin white mattresses in my large room, and set up camp for the week.
The next day everyone arrived in different bus's and the party immediately began. I knew many people but there were tons that I had never met. My room was filled with single girls my age and older. They were from all over Albania and one girl from Kosovo. Being locked in a room with tons of girls that don't speak English is always just a tad awkward for me. When I am in these situations I feel so limited, and just cant be myself. So.... I did what I always do when I am uncomfortable I went in search of the kids. I like knowing that no matter what, usually a kid will accept me and want to be my friend. ha ha. Pretty much after that moment I was surrounded by kids the whole entire week.
After the singing every morning I would take the kids out and we would hang out in the cafeteria. That's where we did the lesson and the craft. It was not really a challenge, the kids were really good and for the most part always interested. It didn't hurt that most of them were missionary kids but the others were surprisingly good as well. On Thursday there was to be a talent show where each group HAD to do something. On there own the kids decided to make a video of "The fruit of the spirit" Love. So they made videos reenacting Jesus' life. It was hilarious! They did such a good job. The speakers for the week were Jay and Teanna Sunberg accompanied by there 4 daughters. The oldest who is 13 came up with a idea for the video and did all of the amazing editing and everything. The girl has talent. Anyways it was a huge hit, and the kids had so much fun.
It was a grand time at camp and it cured me of any fears of turkish toilets and being totally around Albanians 24/7.
Goodtimes.
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