Our Home

I thought it might be time to post a few pictures of the house we're living in. This is where my former teammates, Antonio and Rebekah, lived. So I hung out here quite a bit in 2009. It's also where our current (and currently absent) teammates, the Bishops, lived. (They'll be back in a few months after Baby #2 comes and will hopefully move into a house on our street.) Little did I know I'd one day get married, come back, and live here with my husband.

It's an "older" home, built in the 80s, I believe. So it's seen a lot. And despite the cracks and splinters and seal-less windows, it's been a faithful home so far.

We're thankful for a sprinkler system that keeps the grass nice and green.

Pomegranate tree and rose bushes.

Kitchen table/desk/game table. Yes, that is a fancy latte sitting on the table. (Kind of an afternoon routine for me.)

Our bright and cheery kitchen.

Our air-conditioned room.

Basil! Compliments of our friend, Cathy, the master gardener. Definitely a little piece of home.

From their point of view

"Some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again."

- C.S. Lewis

I understand what you mean now, Mr. Lewis. Sometimes it takes a little growing up on our part to see the world through the eyes of a child again. And it's a fascinating world, indeed.

Today I was reading Pinocchio with my students and the following conversation ensued.

Student 1: Miss, Pinocchio didn't mean to kill the cricket.

Me: You don't think he did? The author Collodi says he's not sure whether Pinocchio meant to kill him or not.

Student 2: What?? You mean even the author doesn't know??

Me: That's right. Pinocchio is so hard to figure out, isn't he?

Student 3: He's a bad boy.

Me: He is indeed. I wonder if he'll ever learn...

Student 4: But why was he looking for food? He's made out of wood! Shouldn't he eat wood??

One of our vocabulary words the other day was "bewildered." As I was explaining an assignment to them yesterday, one of my girls raised her hand and told me with a completely straight face, "Miss, I am bewildered." Smile. Restate the assignment.

I love this job.