Sorry.

This is simply an apology... I did think of posting... and I will now, but the journal post will be postponed until tomorrow when I may have time (it's late tonight... so I'm going to bed). I wanted to write this to show to both you guys and to myself that I'm not being lazy. Sorry :/

Journal entry VI, Thursday

Alright, back into the game... two nights in a row. I was wondering if anyone had any ideas for the next topic once I finish my journal... which will be tomorrow if I type tomorrow. Once again, my e-mail is: scott.simpson.scythers@gmail.com If you have a topic to suggest, please have "blog topic" as you subject

18/08/11

Hi.

I am not excited to go home... I kinda want to cry. My team is my familly; this village, my job. Anya is my sister Sergey is my bud. We play together, pray together run together, eat together sleep together; all in all, the teams works together and does all together. ~sorry for the lack of commas that was how I had written it though~ The fact that the whole thing is for God and the team Christians ~meaning two facts: for God and that the team is composed of fellow Christians~ makes it harder to leave. Oh well.

Today, I got up, ate, then ran water games with Michelle. I felt tired and filled the water jugs instead of having to play as a team when the older boys were there. But as the teams went by, I played with them. Also, two men from the Church saw our games and also brought their own. They practically took over; for which Michelle and I were grateful ~I think Michelle was anyways~. We merely became the main attraction. Then, after the games, in the main room, Ann had me sit with her. Just us. Not sure if that's good or bad.

At lunch, I ate next to Anya, she says she's shy around boys. She promised me to eat candied carrots if I gave her the recipy. I will. ~and I did~

Karina is learning to play more ~perhaps she was finally relaxing a bit?~, Lyena stayed more or less the same, Marina is feeling better Michelle is my "mom" and Anya my "sister". Mark is a little less stressed, Terry is feeling more confident about her work, the Sergeys are more understanding of their groups, and the Netherlanders are still a great relief.

I noticed I lost my German knife. I hope to find it, but if not, so be it. I'll let God decide. ~ I never did find it.~

Falling asleep right here on the spot, lights on.

Finished the piñatas with the help of the interpreters, the whole group actually, except Marina, Colleen and Terry.

Oh before that, played with the kids at the park, tossed frisbys blew bubles talked to older boys through Anya and told them I do what I do for God. One played frisby with us.

Okay, super ~supper~ was a fiesta! we had home-made pizza, borsht, fudge and cookie sandwiches, and other great stuff. We gave Nina her maple syrop and a card and Vladmir received a study bible, in english. He said that that meant he has to study english ~and he said it honestly, that it was a sign~.

Played shta (what) and a group twister (foot tag).

Came here started to pack.

-night

-Scott Scott Simpson ~signed the second part~

okay... I looked over the left over entries... only on left. a long one for tomorrow...

Journal entry V, Wednesday

Sorry about this long delay... I kept bringing up excuses and I eventually got lazy. If you want to read it, then I really appreciate it. Sorry again... I hope to keep posting after this... please if you want me to post more, comment or send me an email to : scott.simpson.scythers@gmail.com with a subject along the lines of "Blog".

17/08/11

Privyet amigo!

I am tired, but I'll try not to forget any details.
So I woke up, took my pills, went to breakfast and then to camp. Michelle and I set up the obstical course and the older boys liked it. The other groups did not seem to enjoy it as much. Also, we could not set up the volley-ball net properly, so we played with the older girls over the soccer net. Good icecream, went for lunch and then put another layer on the piñata then ran with Anya, Mark and Michelle, until it was just Anya and I, then we stopped when I could go no more... she wasn't tired yet! Anya has a large chest cavity ~that sounds SO awkward when I type it, so to clarify, I had meant like how far her rib cage protruded (lung/heart space)~ and therefore, probably large lungs and heart. Oh yes! I received two more crafts, one from Ann ~the Anya from camp~ and one from her brother Arture. The other girl with a learning disability ~I feel insensitive for having put it that way~ is real nice, but has a crush on me, real bad ~I meant it was bad she liked me... even when I told her I had a girlfriend, she didn't give up~.
After running ~back to just after running with Anya~, I "helped" Anya with veggies; she did most of it. ~I~ Tried to have a shower, but things kept popping up.
Had supper, then we shared how we were blessed so far this week. Answers went along the line of: nice team, good cook, bathroom, kids sharing, lots of kids sharing our testimonies ~not sure what I meant by that~. When Anya said hers though, she said she wanted to be like us. I knew then I had to pray with her.
We ~Marina and I~ taught the team "shta" (which means what in Russian), but Robert and Anya didn't want to.

Later, Sergey and I walked Karina and Anya home, all four of us prayed for the team and for Anya.

Came home to the fly trap :P.

Good night syaoran.

-Scott Scott Simpson ~second part signed~