I am 18 going on 3....

¨Yo hablo un poco español.¨ I speak a little spanish. This has become one of the main phrases I use when going out anywhere. When I walk into a store and the sales people run up to me and start speaking really fast in spanish, I ususally wait until they finish and then say that line. It's actually really fun. It usually gets a different reaction each time. Some people look at me funny and then walk away, and others start talking really fast to me again like they don't realize I just said I don't speak much spanish.

I was told before coming that I was probably going to feel like I was 5 again. Well I got thinking about it and decided that was inaccurate. I feel more like 2 most days because 5 year olds can atleast make a sentence when they speak. It's actually quite fun though for the most part. There is plenty of dictionary passing, and I think I will have some wicked Charades skills when I get home next year.

Life in Paraguay has been so exciting for me. I was out for dinner the other night and when I wasn't trying to have conversation I just sat and thought about where I am, and if my friends could only see me now. It's truly amazing the way God has blessed my time here so far.

I had my last spanish lesson today!! And am supposed to be starting work on Monday. Well as of right now I have no idea what I am doing or where I need to be - I guess this is another act of patience!! And if you knew me before you would know I am not a super patient person!! I guess we'll have to see what God has instore for me next.

Week 3 in Paraguay

So I am officially living in a country where I can hardly say my own name (it's pronounced Root, but you have to roll the r, so it's Rrroot - yea difficult) but other than that, my spanish is coming along slowly, the days are getting warmer, and each day I get a little more comfortable with their crazy public transit! One thing Chicago taught me was how to ride a bus thankfully.

The church I am attending is a small mennonite church, but is very charasmatic. It really surprised me the first Sunday I attended, but it is growing on me. Starting this Sunday I will be helping with the babies every other Sunday. The people here have accepted me wonderfully, and my host family treats me as a daughter. Infact I am always introdued as ¨the other daughter¨ or as ¨my sister¨by Raquel. It is a really nice feeling.

Our group purchased cell phones yesterday. I didn't think I would mis smine when I left Canada, which I don't. They will come in handy here once we all begin working and don't see each other everyday.

Each day my homesickness grows less and less, some days are good and some days aren't as good, but Eph. 2:10 helps me through that.