I realize in my last post that I stated the this post would be about our chickens…who just so happen to be the most amazing chickens in all of the Dominican Republic. However, I’m a big fat liar pants! This post is not about our chickens because someone can’t seem to finish her hen house…and this someone will not write that post until she has a picture of the finished product. Moving right along…
Yesterday was a TOUGH Dominican day for me! I have mentioned several times how this crazy language is kicking my booty. I am able to carry on very general conversations with people until I hit my limit…my limit in vocabulary words, my limit in understanding, my limit in patience with myself!
Yesterday, my neighbors’ son mocked me in front of a group of teenagers when I tried to speak with him. Then…they all laughed at ME!!! I felt like I was in middle school again. I wanted to punch him in his face and say “Take that back!”…except…remember, my vocabulary is limited and I don’t know how to say that in Spanish! Then again…what kind of missionary would that make me? Well…Jesus did get angry and turn over a whole bunch of people’s tables full of stuff that they worked long and hard to make and were just trying to make a living. Yeah, yeah…I know…THAT was TOTALLY different…but still!
Anyway, I was frustrated and angry and hurt and felt like a big dummy! So, I did what any red-blooded American would do (and also one that use to be a teacher). I signed up for language school in Santo Domingo. Knowledge is power people!!!
Then…I went to bed because tomorrow HAS to be a better day!
I woke up this morning to CITY POWER!!!
Now for those that have not visited here and don’t know what the mess that I am talking about…City Power is what comes into your house in the states. However, in the states, it ALWAYS comes on…unless someone hits a power pole or storms have knocked some stuff over. Here in the DR, especially in the campo (the country), we only get City Power for about 8-10 hours a day (usually 6-7 hours while we are sleeping and 2-3 hours in the daytime). In the meantime, we function on battery power. When City Power is on, it charges these batteries. You can see how important City Power is for us to function in life here. No City Power, then the batteries run dead…then we have no electricity at all.
City Power was on this morning so Mo made us lattes which showed me that God REALLY does love me and wants me to be happy! Then the power went off for about 10 minutes, then it came back on for about 10 minutes, then off, and back on…you get the picture. When it goes off, we have to run around and turn stuff off and reset the internet…blah, blah, blah.
We have this running joke that there are two guys that work in Santo Domingo named Jorge and Pedro. They like to mess with everyone by flipping the light switch off and on. We said the conversation goes something like this:
Jorge: Hey Pedro, watch this…(flips switch on, waits a few minutes, then flips the switch off, then back on)
Pedro: Hahahaha…Jorge, you have to wait until they get everything plugged in. Now…(flips switch off)
Jorge: I love my job!!!
For some reason, we were all busting up laughing at this as we were gratefully drinking our lattes with fans blowing at full speed on us!
And the whole time…we don’t even care! We are just so grateful to have City Power….
Because sometimes…you just have to laugh…