Semestered.

I discovered myself on the verge of a usual mistake
WaltWhitman
youknew.

I added ed.

shrug for train.

How do you deal everyday? She asks.
she shrugs.
when she doesn't even know herself
my brain responds.
as my heart has begun to respond.
Its doing like they all do.
Following.
It told me.
this brain

I train my brain that she doesn't mean anything she says.
it protects the heart that way
its the only way she knows.
she lost the other options.
she knows no other way.
trains.

Q.

I love when someone asks me a question
I can't answer right away.
It makes me think.
I like being made to think.
Then a lil tinsy scandalous part of me...
Hates when someone asks me a question I can't answer right away.
Because I can't answer right away.

-Cast back it says.

-I decided I hate fringes on them rugs. Uglyfoolishness. It doesn't go for vacuums.
-Ma neck doesn't like to turn an check my blindspot while driving. Its worried bout its pain.
-Christmas is upon us.
-I found out I will be leaving the country again.
-The singing Christmas clock in the living room just went off. It is Christmas
-Where is all the rice. I need some
-I screamed when I heard a maraca-less spanish song on the radio.
-Eggnog is bae
-Adele makes me cry

Tired

Adjective

1.Exhausted, as by exertion; fatigued or sleepy:
   a tired runner
2. Weary or bored (usually followed by of):
    tired of the same food every day.
3. Hackneyed; stale, as a joke, phrase, or sermon.
4. Informal. Impatient or disgusted:
     You make me tired.

Tired of being tired she said.
How many times have you been tired? In your whole life.
This isn't sleep tired. Forgit that
Don't we just get tired of everything eventually?
Tired of sick.pain.hurt.people.places.life.
Etcetera.
Tired of it. all.
When was the last time you were tired of laughing.
hhdfbkarusaksfna., or the last time.
or the last time you didn't love something just good plain lovely.
like pancakes. or snow. or the red leaves.
but do those last? Do we run out of it all eventually?
I mean I would love to believe pancakes were forever.
I could never believe one day I'll be tired of it.
But from my side of the world, it 'pears as though.
Everyone just gets tired of everything.
What will not make us tired of being tired?
What do you have that won't make you eventually?
I don't want to be tired of it all.
Actually... do we even know what its like not to be tired?
Have we ever really experienced true awake-ness to this all
Are we a sort of hazed over life livers and never knew the difference?
Are we all tired of it without knowing.

The one about what I heard

A moment of patience in a moment of anger saves you a hundred moments of regret.

Still my soul, be still.

Be still, my soul: when dearest friends depart,
and all is darkened in the vale of tears,
then shalt thou better know his love, his heart,
who come to soothe thy sorrow and thy fears

Can't wait for the Choir.

 "Men go abroad to wonder at the height of mountains, the huge waves of the sea, the long course of rivers, the vast compass of the oceans, the circular motion of the stars, but they pass by themselves and they don't even notice." -Augustine 

Beautiful time here learning the indepth study of whom we are and why. 
 Tonight a glorious night of worship. I stand amazed at the blessing I had to sit, listen and sing for hours with fellow believers beautiful hymns and songs of adoration. Peaceful in the quiet of the candle lit room. Surrounded by person after person coming before the Lord and worshiping as a body of Christ together. I imagined what will it be like in heaven. Singing for hours and hours on end. Singing with only these hundred people was an absolute gorgeous sound. Yet its not anything near how beautiful heaven will be. How marvelous is our God!? Truely unfathomable

SummaVida

Being home probably entails of...
--Learning to speak English again. I'm suuurious guys. It takes a few moments sometimes to say what   I want in English. But its getting better. Have faith.
--Drinking amazing well-water whenever I want. However much I want.
--Catching up on the daily and crazy schedule of the families crazy activities.
--Traveling to different states. So far. Maryland.Virginia.SouthCarolina.Michigan.Tenneessee.        Several of these have happened various times already.
--Bringing in the summer. I think after being in Argentina for so much cold weather all year... I may have decided I really like cold over hot. But summer at my house is grand.
--Drinking real whole Milk. No need to say anything else.
--Being with my sisters everyday. Hilarious crazy blondies that make my every day here.
--Workin what I can. Always a good sign. and more needed.
--Living with French exchange students?! Hilarious people.
--Catching up on all the hours and hours&hours&hours&hours&hours& oh. hours. I missed of music.
--Having busy-full days. Always something(AlwaysEverything)
--Eatin' breakfast to my hearts content. I have a year of breakfasts to make up for guys.
--Basically bacon has happened a lot too.
--Driving to and fro. (Should probably use the USA driving rules over SAmerican rules)
--Life.Amigos.Hermanos.VidaLocura. y EverythingElse.

If you were a place instead of a human..

Lasts.
Last night. Last ice cream in a beloved plaza with a water fountian.
A plaza that has so many memories. Of so many ages and times past.
Plaza de Aramas in Iquitos Peru is a place where I wish I could see a video of all the times I've been there and all the amounts of crazy things we've done and maybe the amount of gallons of ice cream I've eaten next to that fountian.
A place that has seen so many faces, activities, moods, and conversations.
It's basically the place to be.
Maybe if I had to choose to be a place.. I would be this plaza.

Universal Prayer

Tonight a realization hit me.
The girls of the school wanted to pray for me in our nightly closing prayer.
We were in a circle and just by chance.. The two Latin girls were on my right, and two Americans on my left. They began to pray, all at the same time just in general. And I'm sitting listening to their prayers when all of the sudden.. I realize.. I'm listening to Spanish in one ear and Elnglish in the other! They're both praying for me... My brain is hearing two languages at the EXACT SAME time...
And it understands!
    It wasn't just a shock of realizing you understand a whole second language... Cause those moments happen to me all the time. (ok. sounds haughty much? noooot my intention) But I think it was one of the first times I've just sat listening to both at the exact time...  it was amazing to sit there and listen to these girls prayers for me and see the beauty of the body of Christ. Where each girl who comes from different couties and different languages, and even though not everyone could understand the other...
Prayer united us as a family is Christ.

Lookit this find.

"Sometimes the sky is dark with clouds as its only friend. Sometimes we look up to see a hopeless end and find a mound to mend. Shall we mend with our thoughts. Should thought be a word put into action. Should an action have meaning without seasoning? Should the reason for that seasoning come from a passing pleasing? Pleasing should be ceasing to call out to us. Our names for fame are all in vain. go beyond whats asked is unheard of in a society of fallen belief. You see actions, reasoning and all of the above...they are the result of not going beyond."

El.

O Lord of Hosts, You who test the righteous, Who see the mind and the heart.

-Jeremiah. 

Comings and Goings and Not-knowings.

So.... Lots of time has past since I last updated. So these are the happins' within the past few weeks.

    So I finished ministry/internship with Word of Life. There were 7 weeksSo there were 7 weeks of camp. I was there for 6 of the 7 weeks. Just missing the first week of staff orientation... Mainly where they all prepared the camp and cleaned it all up. But when I got there most of it was ready and we had meetings and were able to have fun together before all the campers arrived each week.

    The camps were really great each week. . 

     At the beginning they put me into working in stage production... Helping with anything that had to do with presenting on stage. Then they put me to being a Camp-counselor. At first I was super nervous... Not because of having the responsibility of caring for ten girls each week.. Because that's quite the normmmm for me. And not a problem learning how to charge a room with lots of people. .. But in my case it was more because of sharing with the kids in Spanish.. For example sharing the gospel in Spanish.. The verses don't come to me in Spanish (obviously). My main concern ended up being if I would be able to help the girls as best I could.. Meaning: I didn't want the fact of having an American Camp-counselor to hinder their experience of learning the most they could. Luckily the first week I was co-counselor with someone else and so I was able to learn the ropes of everything :) One of the best parts of that week was the co-counselor was my roommate in The Institute in Argentina. So it was great sharin' a room just like the ole days :) 

   Camps went really well all summer. Each week ended with a banquet... it was great being a staff cause it was a day we all got to enjoy being together after taking care of campers all week :P and then we had the weekend to either go to Lima or stay on campus. Each weekend changed for me.  I would go to Lima to various friends house and we would rampage around Lima like wondering gypsies. .... Okay maybe not that much. But basically we had time to go places :P      

    Or the weekends that I stayed on campus... For example that's where the last post comes in I think... where Valentines Day we all (being 12 people) went trekking across mountain after mountain (dessert  mountains mind you) and then swamps and getting torn and scratches or anything possible to reach a beloved river we had heard existed. Yes.. We went not knowing the way, so we used a general sense of direction and... walked. That may the reason it took us 3 hours to get there and only 1/2 hour to get back :P but we had fun and have those memories of the great adventure forever. It was the bomb. 

    I might have decided not to tell you about the next day when we all got called to a meeting and may have had a little... mmm we'll call it a 'chat'. Let's just say.... Renita had really been hoping to both swim and go to town that day... And neither of those happened. Hahaha but hey. We got an adventure out of it, guess there are prices to everything huh? (Why do I feel like I have stories like this everywhere I go?)

   The following week we decided to do it again. OF course... This time getting the OK from the In-charges hahah (obviously so we could pleasantly enjoy the coming day) Plus... now knowing the way.. It was a better chance of getting the OK ;)

   (Im not sure if that's basically considered trouble-makers getting better?) hahaha nAwww

 So we gather even more people. This time instead of 12 people... We were 24 in all. Mmmmm doubled. The only thing about this... Is the "guide" being one of our fellow-men who hadn't gone the past week... But to get permission the head of campus wanted us to go with someone who knows their way around. ... So we got "guide" friend. Andnnnnddd.. Then come to find out the only way he knows was actually looonnnger than what we had taken the week before! so up and down and up and down extra mountains we went! Hahahah basically turned into a laughing-matter of gaining the ability conquer any mountains from this day on.... 

     But we arrived to the lovely river and have a bless-ed and dear time with our fellow-companions. 

(Note: last sentence said in British accent)  ahhaaz we did enjoy ourselves. 

 So! When the time of the very last week of camps came... Everyone was quite sadddd. and not ready to be done yet. There were many last memory photos and goodbyes to people we didn't know if we would see again. That's the worst part of things coming to an end no? Not knowing if you'll go back to this place ever again. Where you've been making so many good memories and great times. 

     More than that it was harder to say goodbye to all the people who came from Argentina... Because they're the people I've been with all last year, studying in the institute with them, living with them, and just everything together for this whole past year. ... And now to have to say goodbye to them and not know when I'll see them again. Mmman. Life's crazy huh? 

I have so many great friends that came from the institute.... And now goodbye until the unknown? 

   Mmm. So we had our everyday goodbye party until the end basically. 

    After camps finished. I stayed a few extra days in Lima with some of the friends from Word Of Life. I was also able to visit my friends in Lima from YWAM last year. I spent a day with them an  they showed me even more places in Lima. Mannn Lima is a huge city. And the traffic is incredibly horrrrrrendous. Seriously if you ever wanted to go on a leisure ride on Sunday (or any day for that matter) don't ever typick the capital of Peru to be the place. Because you definitely will find it everything EXCEPT that. Let's just say car and taxi rides feel more like a grandma in a rocking chair... Except a hyper grandma that's just stuck on rocking as fast as she can back and forth, back and forth.... Now just think of that while driving all around Lima. Then think of a huge city... A huge one that takes 3 hours to get across. Whether it takes 3 hours because it's so big or because the traffic is so bad... I know not.   But.. I imagine it's both combined. 

      So there was Lima. Although I may have just ruined your desire to ever drive in Lima... Don't let that trick you into blocking off the whole city from your list of "places to go one day" ... (Cause obviously Lima has allllways been on yours right?) 

So. Though the traffic be as it is... Let me tell you that the first few times I went to Lima I did NOT like it so much. The first time I actually left the airport was after maybe the 5th time being there :P And I finally got to discover the Narnia that I always saw behind the airport gates. I went through with Ywam a few times. Then I stayed a week with my friend last year, then going on the weekends of this year at camp. .... All allowed me to finally get to know and see lots more of Lima. I now have a softer place in my heart for the capital of dear Peru. And I may not be as biased anymore. Before being hard-core Iquitos fan. Buuut. Traveling throughout Peru helped that also :) Annnnd going to NEW countries last year helped.. Obviously like ARGENTINA. (Uno de los mejores) or countries such as Chile, Brazil, and Uruguay. All grand places guys. Definitely a must of life. 

    Anyway.  I'm not sure how I got onto the subject of cities and countries. Ah si. Describing Lima. 

After a few days in Lima. I finally took my flight to Iquitos! Larm was there to pick me up with David y Easterlita and of course with little ñaño Ryan. (Who is not so little anymore being 7years old!) Larm took me to her place of the base where they're translating with Wycliff Ministries. 

      Larm and I had a few days together before she went to a conference in Lima. We were able to see MEPI people and eat our ritual Sunday night ice cream like we did when the Fam was here. 

    After being with Larm a few days. The day she left to Lima I switched over to the Ywam base. Which is only a few minutes away for Larms place. Quite handy.

     And since then I've been here at Ywam helping at the base and with the DTS School. Since the school just started I've been helping in all their events to "introduce" the students to Iquitos. It's been lots of working but making adventures for them basically. It's great because it's everything I did as a student here in my DTS and now I get to be on the other side of putting everything on for a whole new class of students. But the best part for me, like always.. Is getting to know new people from different places and countries. I love that about every place I go... Only the bummer part is you always have to leave. 

   But for now I'm here and have about 2 weeks left. Time has flown by so fast. But I'm trying to take advantage of every moment I still have left here... Especially not knowing the next time I'll be back. 

Sometimes it's just learning to accept that that's how life goes you know? 

Comings and goings and not knowings.

V-Day. Means Venturous.

Valentines is usually spent at a nice table with chocolate or something fancy and expensive.
I like spending mine truding through a jungle. Crossing down up and down mountians. Sitting in a river. And tomando mate Argentino. Happy Val-tal day.

Weekend.

Camps all going swell. Ive loved being with so many of the same people I was with in Argentina. We have so many great times when we get together or just hang out in the very rare spare moments that may happen. Besides that we're all doing everything together... Just along with 300-400 campers too :P so sometimes that adds a little more fiestiveness :P 

    This week was the first week I started losing my voice a lil bit. It's happened to almost all of the camp counselors. Drinking lots of water saves that from happening.... But this week our team was practically in shock when we found out we won the whole week of camp. So we celebratedYouknow 

      My Dad got here yesterday from finishing his Missionatrip with Larinda and then visiting Iquitos. He's here for a couple days and gonna come see the camp befor his flight heads out. We went out sightseeing yesterday around Downtown and the main parts of the city of Lima. Tried some Peruvian sweets that are awesome. Then are some American subway :P haven't has American foods in awhile. 

    Allswell with Bozwell. From here we go back go camp for the week. And I might actually stay next weekend. Sooo maybe I'll have some time to practice e violin more. Hope so. I've only been able to play here and there once in awhile. 

Also I thibk latinos think the only song Violins can  play is the Titanic. Theres very much a lack of classical music is this side of the earth. They're missing out on a huge part of life without it. 

But since that is so. I will probably just be here playing titanic 5 times every time I take out my violin. Mmmmaybe most boring song I know now. I've never even watched the Titanic. I'm supposing the movie better be awesome for the amount of millions of people that only know this one song for the violin. For me.... The violin should be known for a much better piece. Quite simple and boring this jack and his titanic. Well jack. No worries about being remembered. 

You're forever stained on the strings of a violin. 

Highlights in your Head.

Once upon a Time
There once was a girl named something like Renita: And the fact about this right now is that shes using a French keyboard that is super ,ixed up keys: the keys arent even in the right places so ,y fingers are going all bizzirk looking for the right letters. The Q is in the A spot so if you see that its there for some reasons...thats probably why.
    After that. Then theres all this time being at camp. Its been going well. Ive been leqrning a lot because they put ,e as camp  counselor now so that means leading from 8-12 girls in one room. Its been good because this pqst week I.ve been learning a lot fro, them. Im glad for the opportunity I have to do this.
   mmm. Lets see: highlights of this week.
-Ate Cheerios for every breakfast. Erbod else ate bread.
-I was on Red team cause Red is the bomb color.
-I once had to go bathroom so bad in a Service we were in (and I couldnt leave) so out of obvious deperation/distracting my mind: I now have a great emergency escape plan if you ever wet your pants in public. If you ever need the plan. just let me know... I have it all planned out.
-I discoved that I may addicted to water as I drink a few Nelgene bottles a day.
-Played games in a mud pit and ripped off my big-toe nail.
-Still have candy from Christmas gifts and have been enjoying its greatness.
-Became a little less white due to the sun..
-Bombed a pool in celebration that my team won the Pool games.
-Discovered a new meaning behind Evan Crafts name that I shall probably never forget.
-Flew down memory lanes and busted my ribs in laughter.
-Found out I was really adopted from Africa. Along with all my siblings.
   We're really Albino-Afrincans.
-Ate cultural Peruvian food... that means the real stuff.
-Interrupted couples sitting on benches after banquet and started reading Psalms 119 to them.
 Included them in the reading of course.
-Skyped Lindsey. And then Charlie and Derk for a few moments.
-Enjoyed discribing a person I have yet to meet.
  Cause it was probably a good discription without even knowing.
-Got ready for Banquet in 10mins. When erbod else took 1 1/2 hours.
-Ate Icecream while taking a stroll in the night.
-Didn't realize a step was there and fell smack on my hands and knees like a dog. Except faster than a lighting bug. Then got up as if my knees where grandparents already.
-Took only freezing cold showers. Actually always. That's all there is.
-Drank IncaKola.

And. many more things.

Being back in South America is something wonderful. I didn't realize how much I missed hearing Spanish... Just in...everywhere. Sometimes I just stop and listen. And then I remember. Wholly smokes. I'm listening to a whole different language than my own... And I understand it. My brain doesn't even have to calculate the words or translate it into English. Nope. It's just an automatic makes sense. It's like us in English. We don't have to re-think about what the person said and then think of a way to say something back. It just flows out of us natural. And that's what always amazes me when I hear Spanish. That our human brain just understands these different languages and it all makes perfect sense.   ... And me who only knows these 2 languages. Imagine all the brains of tri-linguals. Or those who know 4, 5, or 6 languages!

 What are they genius! This week the speaker of the kids camp shared about his experience in the Marine force. He knows a guy who speaks 12 languages. Wholly Stromboli! What language does he even think in?! Imagine putting a sentence together but each word was from a different language. Mannnn. Skills. 

 --- I supongo that puedo do eso in español and ingles. --- 

  It's not that cool with just two languages. 

    Anyways. Besides me getting distracted by hearing another beautiful language. I guess I could say something about being here.

    Saying bye to the fam in the airport was so fast to do all over again. Though I know this time I'm not leaving near as long as I did last time.. It felt as if I was... Probably because all the times I've left have been for longer periods of time so it's only what felt normal. 

    Then getting on the plane. I love flying. I'm so grateful the Wright Bros pushed forward until they got what they hoped for. The world is a changed place because of them. Imagine all the opportunities half the world would have missed out on by not being able to fly? 

    Besides random things popping in my head I could probably just finish what I was saying...

    Flying in the plane--- I got off in Lima Peru after having an 11 hour layover in Panama. I realized that my brain wasn't really thinking Lima would be my destination. It's always been a layover point or passing through to get to Iquitos. But actually leaving the airport and traveling through this huge honkin city... Mmmm brain re-manage time. 

    My friend from Argentina picked me up, I stayed the first night in her house along with about 15 other people that came for the WOL (Word Of Life) camps. About 20-30 came from the Institute in Argentina. So it was great to see people I know super well from all last year. 

     Monday morning we all took a bus to Canetes. Which is about 2 1/2 hours from Lima. And this is where the camps happen!! Camp starts Monday until Saturday morning. About 250 campers come, and it's new campers every week until the end of Feb. A week here consists of Pool day, Mud day, Obstacle-courses day, Sports everyday, competitions between campers, teams, rooms. Morning and night services, afternoon small groups, meals in the cafeteria, chants all day long about who's going to win the whole week. And one on one discipleship with the campers. Well.. And much more.  The staff and crew here is about 50 people all spilt into different areas. The first I got here they put me into theater-work which consists of making any of all costumes needed for skits, plays, and sewing anything and everything. Make all props to go on stage.

..... Annnnnd I don't have time to finish this so Ina just say we'll take an intermission here.
Instead of 20 minutes like a normal intermission... This'll prob be of 2 weeks.
Peace out Girl Scouts.