Funny Stories

Addair, Eric and I sat with the Pastor and his family a few days ago. This day it was very hot so we all sat on their back patio. The electricity had been off since early that morning. Two o clock came around and there was still no electricity. They have a sweet eight year old boy. His name is Israel. He stands slim and small with dark hair and deep brown eyes. He fits like glove with the many other ninos here in Sucua. We played with their dogs and tried our best to communicate with the words we all knew. It is always fun and produces many laughs between the gringos and the natives. I looked up from our small talk and noticed the bulb from above the wash had came on. I announced it to all. Before I could finished clearing my words Israel jumped to his feet, screaming "Le television!!" He ran to the wash turned on the light, and finished with a lap around the house. This threw out all silence and caused beautiful laughter between us all.

--American kids and Sucuan kids have this in common: The television they love. Excitement. Adventure. Time-waster. They all eat it up.

Many of you tuned into facebook and commented on my roach status. For those of you who did not here is the story. Addair and I live in a little apartment with many open spaces for critters to crawl through. Only a few nights after arriving I discovered a nice big roach on my wall beside the bed I sleep on. It went something like this, "There is a big roach. I have to kill it *flip-flop in hand thinks* "too light" *takes big book from shelf* I took the book and mounted the hard bed to get a better aim. I was so disgusted. It would not move yet. Addair stood a good distance behind me to watch. She laughed so much. I too as I tried to overcome my fear and quickly kill the bug before it got away. When I finally got the courage I threw the book. Did I mention it was my Spanish book "Que´Tal" that I used? I sacrificed my Spanish food to demolish this roach. I aimed, I stopped laughing, threw the book and missed. My bad aim gave this consequence, I had to sleep knowing it was still alive. "Death" yes, it was to me... But this is not the end of the story.

(After sleeping in my bed one night)

The next evening Addair and I went to our little room. I was on my bed reading and from the corner of my eye I saw our enemy, Mr. Disgusting, Gross, Nasty and Intruding... On the end of my bed a large brown roach. Quickly I gathered myself and jumped on Addair´s bed. I sat there bundled up for a while. I told Addair that I could not go to bed again knowing it was still alive. It had to die tonight. After this little conversing I spotted it on my luggage pushed under my bed. Addair managed to grab a broom and pull the suitcase out from under the bed. Before that I ran to the laundry and looked around in hopes of finding a quick kill. I found roach spray and we jumped back of her bed. Addair pulled the luggage slowly out into the light. But it had run to another hiding place. A second later I spotted it to the left crawling from my bed. We both started at it, I with my spray and Addair yelling "Spray it! Spray it!" I sprayed it all the way out of the room and it stopped running. Then I grabbed my shoe and finished the job.

"Thank you Lord. Thank you Lord," I said. I really was so grateful.

(I feel like I am writing about a bloody murder minus the blood.) It was really too funny. It is the jungle... I have to deal with it. I love it. This morning I woke again at 4:28 to the rooster outside my wall. But this time I told it to go to bed. And it was quiet for thirty minutes before it started up again. Unbelievable I know.
Thanks for listening to my stories. They are low lights compared to what is to make me laugh in the future. God has a sense of humor...it has to be true.

This is life...here in Sucua.