The Day is Cominggg!!!!

That terrible, horrible, sad, poopy day is coming. We're leaving, maybe not for good, but we're boarding that plane on Sept. 1st. Last Saturday I got back from MK camp, the week before that I got back from English Camp. Now it's goodbye party's, last sleepovers and stuff like that. God loves me. God loves me. God loves me. God loves you.
English Camp- Amazing! The team was amazing, it was great. But I think my favorite part about it is.................................... drum roll please................................................... I LEARNED SELF-DEFENCE!
It's like so awesome! There was a guy from the team who was in the Marines, and he taught us how to do self-defence and marching and saluting, shooting a rifal and saying a sentence really fast:
Recruit Sarah requests permission to speak with drill instructor, staff sargeant Henderson, sir!
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(It's supposed to be my last name, but I learned it by my first) (his last name)
(I also found out that the toilet is called head in the Marines;
Recruit Sarah requests permission to use the head, sir.)

In a flat 2.83 seconds. BOOYAH! It was really fun, even though I was beating myself up about it when I messed up. Ha, I kept going up to him and saying it to him. Once, I went up to him and said it to him while he was eating. He didn't respond. My dad laughed and said:
"Ask him what would happen if you said that to a sargeant in the marines while he was eating?" I'm glad I'm not in the Marines. Anyway, I learned to flip someone. His name was Adam, he was in his twentys and he was cool. I'm not even going to start on all the other people that were there, but the point is, they were all cool, they all had really interesting pasts, especially Adam, Renee and Warren. I miss them a lot. And I made a new best friend at camp, her name is Petra. She's a christian girl and you would never have to think about what was on her mind. She always was talking. And I've never met someone as passionate about Christ at her age as she was. Most kids seemed interested in what we were teaching them. I really enjoed my dads talk about the beginning of everything and about God. He showed soooooooooooooooooooooo many really good points. I felt like God was really speaking, but in the form of my Daddy.
MK camp- It was really fun. The team was amazing and at the end of camp I even sang in the worship team. The team there was mean at the same time too. They were giving out rewards to people for random things, and then they said, "the people we're going to miss most award goes to Andrew and Sarah". I almost burst into tears. I really miss the team now, especially Lisa Gilchrist and Sally Schindler. They were realyl great. I had Lisa as my counselor along with Claire and Elizabeth and Kaci. It was great. They were all great. I even got cabin points from Lisa for peeing in the lake. She said I should just drop my logs off there too, but I had my pants and underrwear on. Then I jumped into the lake another three times for various reasons. it was really fun.
This Week- this week is this week, I don't feel like writing about it. Except that I said goodbye to the school I've gone to all my life, and a lot of people.
Love, Peace and Blessings,
That Missionary Kid

Update!!!

Hello fellow thespians.
The last five days have been almost nothing but work. Tuesday, we did work to get the movers to come. Wednesday, the movers came at eight thirty and didn't leave until 5p.m. The movers were EXTREMELY nice. But one of the funny things is, the head guy, well, let's just put it this way, if you saw him in a dark alley at night, I think you'd be peeing your pants. He is really tall, had black shorts on, and on the back of his shorts, I thought it was like some paint or something, but then I looked more closely at it and realized it was half of a scull. He had a goatee that was dressed up my many rubber band and had a skull-infested bandanna on his head. And he has a REALLY DEEP VOICE. Anyway, he was really nice. The next morning they came back at 8:30 again to finish packing up the bathroom, my parents room and the office. The kitchen too. After they had left, the house echoed. The night before there was barely any place to sit or even lie down. The worst part was, Kacka and Jana were at camp, and they came back the day we pretty much moved out. We went to sleep at our friends house, the Johnsons, because they're away in America. That's where I'm writing from right now. On Friday, (yesterday) we went back to the house to pick up alot more things, stayed there for 45 hours-ish and then left to take mom for her doctors appointment. Then we went to a bib stud of my parents and they have to girls, both younger than me but fun. We had a long day that day. Today we went swimming with a fmily while our mothers had another bible study together. Then we went to the house again and picked up some more stuff. You have to know that our house the Johnsons house is an hour away. Then straight from our house we went to dinner at my old piano teachers house. They have three kids now. Then we went back to the Johnsons. I've been having no place to sit or lie down for a while, but I'm glad I am right now. Anyway, tomorrow's church, then lunch out then go back to the house then out to dinner (probably), then the next morning off to Berlin, then an English camp, then MK camp and then America. I already really miss the house that I've lived in for eight years. But life goes on.
Love, Peace and Blessings,
That Missionary Kid