Thursday, March 27, 2008

Four Skits

The Acadamie is coming up at our old school! Well, I have no idea wat it is exactly, but who cares? My Czech teacher noticed some good talent in acting and putting together skits, so one day she asked me to gather up some skits for this acadamie thingamajogr. I picked out four, with the help of my dad.
1. Cinderella skit
2. Sock skit
3. Crazy Person skit
4. Cereak skit.
1. Cinderella skit is just plain funny, it would be too long to really tell you every detail of what goes on in it. The point is, you tell the story of Cinderella a weird way. The end.
2. I've just noticed that all these skits are too long to write, so I'm just going to say that they're all funny, and that they already have people playing them.
I accidentaly lost the script for Cinderella, and that was a long and complicated prossess to get it back. First, I looked everywhich where to find it. Nowhere. Then, I remembered that there were a few people who did it for a church retreat, so I called somebody to get that persons phone number. Then he didn't have the script and told me to call another woman. She said that she couldn't get me the papers today, which I kinda needed, but she said that she could get them tomorrow. That was OK too. Then the teacher kinda of scolded me for not having them the next day, but not too much. She was just dissapointed. Then I finally got it that day, and it was two pages long, and in english. I had to rewrite the whole thing, into Czech, on a Czech keyboard.
DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO TYPE ON A CZECH KEYBOARD?!?!?! I tell ya, it took me two hours just to translate TWO pages. Then it took me like twenty minutes to print it cause our printer was giving me trouble. It was a long day. Anyway, today was a Thursday, (the worst day of the week). I had Geography, Czech, History, Physics and English. Then I had to go to the dentist. I REALLY dislike going to the dentist. Lord praised though, that I didn't have any cavitys, surgery's or shots. No drilling or braces either. OR stitches. I've gone through all those things and lived to tell about it. Ay-yay-yay! I tell ya!
Anyway, that was pretty long I'd say.
Love, Peace and Blessings,
That Missionary Kid

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

A Little More About Moi


Hey all of you out there! I have here a article that I sent to brio magazine, but then it never got in the magazine(Big surprise;D). I would like you all to read it, because I would like you all to see me in my perspective.


How many of you feel like these listed things are a big part of your life (or something you adore): Taco Bell, Burger King, Wendy’s, Reese’s, Christian English speaking school, Cousins, Aunts, Uncles, and Oreos, maybe marshmallows too. Imagine living without all those things. Just try to imagine that.
Well I don’t have to imagine it because I live it. I live in the Czech Republic. Now a lot of you don’t know where this is, or probably know Czech Republic as Czechoslovakia. Czech Republic is actually in Europe, right next to Germany. I’m a missionary kid in a non Christian, non English speaking school. Now I know not everyone goes to a Christian school, but I’m one of those kids that doesn’t. And it’s even harder going to a school where most of the kids think that Americans sit around eating nothing but cheeseburgers (or at least some of them do). It’s also hard when during history we talk about evolution as if it were real and have to debate with one of my best friends if I’ve evolved from a monkey or not. I’m learning my third language right now. I speak English and Czech fluently and I’m learning French. My oldest brother (Benjamin) just left for college in America to attend UT. My second oldest brother (Andrew) just started going to Christian International School of Prague. We’ve all gone to a Czech school for at least six years. Next year I’m going to be going to the same school as Andrew. My two Czech friends know about it and they’re disappointed. To top it all off, we’ve got some bad news and found out we’re going to be moving to the other side of Prague (Capital of Czech Republic)! So now I feel like I’ll never really see my Czech friends as much anymore. But I don’t want to make this sound like being a MK is a horrible thing. No way! There are some many ups to being a MK! Like, you have more of an opportunity to learn another language or that whenever you go back to America, you got all different kinds of souvenirs From Prague! Or that (it depends on what grade or day it is but…) my classes go up to 1:20 the latest and I’m in 6th grade! Prague could manage as the most beautiful city in the world. It is historical and has many historical artifacts. I also have a lot of American friends too! Like my best friend Claire.
Every year my father organizes a English camp. Or at least he used to. The main point of us coming here was to form young life in the Czech Republic. That has been done. About two years ago my dad gave his job to a Czech that has been working with us for quite some time now. His name is Martin. He’s a great guy and he got married a while ago.
My dad told me that the very first English camp, there were only 9 kids! This year there was about 70 kids. We’ve been in the Czech Republic for 15 years and I’ve enjoyed it very much. If you ever want to go to Europe, come to the Czech Republic, for it is really a beautiful city! No oceans or seas or anything, but places like Charles Bridge - the most popular, Orloj - If you get to find out the story behind it, it is quite interesting! ,or Karlstejn - It’s a castle. Trust me you won’t be disappointed. Serving God has it’s ups and downs sometimes, but it’s doing the right thing, and that’s what matters! Don’t be afraid to just go for it and do the right thing!


Welll! That's it!

Love, Peace and Blessings,

That Missionary Kid

Monday, March 10, 2008

My Friends and God


I took Katka and Jana to Youth Praha last week. I didn't know if that was good... or bad. I really feel like Jana listens to what they're saying, but when I bring Katka, she distracts Jana, and doesn't care about what we're talking about. I was telling her about dorost (my Czech youth group), and I was describing what we do there, I said we eat, play games and talk. Then she was quiet, later she asked "About God?". I said yes. She said bummer. It is very depressing when you hear a friend tell you that. It is. It is. It is. At the end of youth group we have small groups and we talk about what we had just heard, I felt like I couldn't translate anymore, so they were sitting there. They were really wild, and sometimes I had to shush them, they didn't like that. During the sermon, Havalind translated for Katka and I translated for Jana. Well, if you could call it translating. There was so much I didn't translate, and so much I would stutter at. I just felt horrible! I prayed that God would help me translate, and he did! Well, for some of it. It was really hard for me, and I'm guessing for them too. If there is one way you can pray for me, it's that I can show Christ to my friends, and they'll take a hint.
Love, Peace and Blessings,
That Missionary Kid