May The Force Be With Us

One reason the language we’re learning difficult is, because the verb at the end of the sentence comes is. In English the verb towards the beginning is. Generally what’s going on you know, and later the details fills in it does. Inventors of other languages the beauty of this system grasp did not. So, when our new language we speak, this like we sound. Not only a new language we’re learning, but our brains backwards to think we’re training.

Funny Quote

I laughed out loud just a minute ago when I heard my wife say,

"Oh my gosh, I totally forgot my semicolon rules!"

Few of you will appreciate that quote as much as I do.

Extra Extra Read All About It!

Because of exhaustion we’ve been bad about posting. Please forgive us, but it will probably happen again. Here are the headlines from the past few weeks:

Language Study Leaves Students Exhausted

Group Comes From States to Help

Together the Group Travels to Nearby Cities

Catching up on Language Study Almost Kills Students

Sarah Left Weak After 4 Day Battle with Bad Salad

Steve Receives Husband of the Year Award for Caring for Sick Wife

Language Study Leaves Students in Language Coma

Spring is Here; No Sweater Needed - Finally!

Culture Shock Returns and Overstays Its Welcome

New Apartment Deadline Nears; Couple Feeling the Pressure

Here Kitty, Kitty!

The city we live in is famous for a white cat with different colored eyes. We saw one the other day at a friend's house. Because my throat closes within 5 minutes of seeing a cat, Sarah had to decide who she was taking home - the cat or me. A tough decision, I know. Thankfully, after much persuasion, I won out.

Fancy Old Buildings

Scattered around our city are crazy-old church buildings that reveal traces of a once vibrant community of faith (not that a fancy building equals vibrant by any means). One of these buildings is located in a place where three small mountains come together. The view is breathtaking with the lake just around one of the mountains. To get there you have to take a dirt/mud road that winds around the edge of the lake and through a village.

Last Sunday I went with my barber and two of his relatives, who grew up in the village, to see the building and spend time with their families. I didn’t take any pictures of the village this trip, but hopefully there will be a next time.

These pics definitely don't do this place justice. The church building is set off in the distance about a mile or so away.

Above is my barber (with the stick ) and his relative. The local shepherd is standing behind them.