This weekend I had some help to "surprise" Nicole.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FA3z_ztiyhQ
I was just interested in hearing from the readers, do you think I'm in trouble?
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Monday, November 17, 2008
2 children runaway from orphanage
I don't know if you all heard about 2 of the children that ran away from the orphanage after camp.They WALKED a day and a night to get to the camp.I don’t know if they realized that camp was done and life had moved on for all of us. Please pray that camp would ignite in people’s heart the passion to use their gifts and resources to help provide homes for children like Billy!
Letter from Sarah: (Shortened and edited)
Billy with another kid ran away from orphanage to find me at the university where we held camp.The children walked about one day and one night from their orphanage to the university.Luckily, everything is well except Billy hurt accidentally.Please don't worry, it's ok.
They arrived at my school on midday September 3.They wandered in our campus for they haven't any money to give me a ring or eat and they didn't know where I was in the campus.On the way to my school, they picked out some bottlessell and get 1 yuan to ring me, unfortunately, I didn't picked up it because I was having class at that time.
Anyhow, they found me at about 8pm that night.Another translator at camp met them by chance when they wandered near our school.And another girl told me she saw him falling asleep ontree of our campus at the noon.
Billy told me he went to the bookshop 30 times and waited me wherebought books for him at camp.Wethe orphanage and the orphanage assigned workers to come our school to take them back at last.Theyback orphanage11pm.I was moved very much, it's a little unimaginable to me.
He is looking forward me to looking in him. I am keep touch with him by phone.I am very happy for contactinghim and I am so happy for I can help and encourage him.
Thanks. Miss you! Best wishes! Love,
Sarah
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From David: On a sad note, I heard from a friend in China that the orphanage punished Billy by not allowing him to attend school for a year.
Letter from Sarah: (Shortened and edited)
Billy with another kid ran away from orphanage to find me at the university where we held camp.The children walked about one day and one night from their orphanage to the university.Luckily, everything is well except Billy hurt accidentally.Please don't worry, it's ok.
They arrived at my school on midday September 3.They wandered in our campus for they haven't any money to give me a ring or eat and they didn't know where I was in the campus.On the way to my school, they picked out some bottlessell and get 1 yuan to ring me, unfortunately, I didn't picked up it because I was having class at that time.
Anyhow, they found me at about 8pm that night.Another translator at camp met them by chance when they wandered near our school.And another girl told me she saw him falling asleep ontree of our campus at the noon.
Billy told me he went to the bookshop 30 times and waited me wherebought books for him at camp.Wethe orphanage and the orphanage assigned workers to come our school to take them back at last.Theyback orphanage11pm.I was moved very much, it's a little unimaginable to me.
He is looking forward me to looking in him. I am keep touch with him by phone.I am very happy for contactinghim and I am so happy for I can help and encourage him.
Thanks. Miss you! Best wishes! Love,
Sarah
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From David: On a sad note, I heard from a friend in China that the orphanage punished Billy by not allowing him to attend school for a year.
My Time in Jail
I haven’t really shared this story with many people, so you probably don’t know about the time I spent in jail this summer. It was towards the end of camp in China, and a small group of us were out at night. We were supposed to just go over to the swimming pool to pick up the life jackets that needed to be stored until next year. On the way there, we stopped and started talking about the bamboo scaffolding that had been setup to remodel some of the buildings. I asked my Chinese friend if we could climb the scaffolding (expecting to hear him say no). Well, he didn’t say no, instead he walking over to the scaffolding and climbed up a few feet and said, “Sure, we can climb it!”
I have to explain something about China. During the last 5 years, I have learned that a lot of things that we would consider illegal in US are really ok in China. Like the time we were going to jump off a tower into a lake. My good friend Adam was in the process of climbing around the chain link fence to get into the tower when we heard a village local start yelling and running towards us. Of course in the US those are clear signs that you are doing something wrong. Well, when villager got close enough we heard him yell some things to our translator. She relayed the message up to us, “He says that there is a nail you can take out and open the door. You don’t need to climb around the fence.”
So now you can see why I would think about climbing the bamboo scaffolding. My Chinese friend had just gone up a few feet and then came back down. I decided to go further. I was up about 20 feet when I heard the bamboo crack. I kind of panicked a little and looked down to see a long drop. It definitely would hurt. Fortunately there was a window up at that level that led to a breezeway in the building. I climbed in and made my way for the stairs. Well, little did I know that now I looked like a robber, especially because it was so late. Things got worse when I got to the bottom of the stairway. The gate across the opening was locked.
I look at my friends who were on the opposite side of the gate and told them I’d get someone’s help to unlock the door. (That was a very bad idea) The lady I found in the building panicked and wondered what I was doing in her building. I led her to the gate where my friends were so she could hear my story. That didn’t help at all. My Chinese friend couldn’t get the story out without laughing for almost the whole time he was talking. And you don’t have to understand Chinese to see that SHE WAS NOT HAPPY.
Finally, the lady left for her room to get a key. Little did I know that she was calling the cops. After several minutes passed, I looked at my friend and asked him what was going on. He said, “I think she is calling the police”
So that’s when I decided that I would not await public embarrassment. I decided to make my way back for the scaffolding. That didn’t work too well because when I walked passed my jail keeper she started shouting at me and then grabbed my arm so I couldn’t leave. So there I am, far away from home, exhausted from just finishing camp, in the middle of the night, with a Chinese lady hanging on my arm and yelling at me. And that’s when it hits you, “Wow, this is different.” So I walked back down to my locked gate and sat there looking at my friends who “kept me encouraged”. After a few moments, the campus police came and heard the lady’s story, looked over at me, said a few words, and then walked away. The jail lady grudgingly pulled out her keys and opened the gate. And that was the last time I’ll ever climb bamboo past 15 feet.
I have to explain something about China. During the last 5 years, I have learned that a lot of things that we would consider illegal in US are really ok in China. Like the time we were going to jump off a tower into a lake. My good friend Adam was in the process of climbing around the chain link fence to get into the tower when we heard a village local start yelling and running towards us. Of course in the US those are clear signs that you are doing something wrong. Well, when villager got close enough we heard him yell some things to our translator. She relayed the message up to us, “He says that there is a nail you can take out and open the door. You don’t need to climb around the fence.”
So now you can see why I would think about climbing the bamboo scaffolding. My Chinese friend had just gone up a few feet and then came back down. I decided to go further. I was up about 20 feet when I heard the bamboo crack. I kind of panicked a little and looked down to see a long drop. It definitely would hurt. Fortunately there was a window up at that level that led to a breezeway in the building. I climbed in and made my way for the stairs. Well, little did I know that now I looked like a robber, especially because it was so late. Things got worse when I got to the bottom of the stairway. The gate across the opening was locked.
I look at my friends who were on the opposite side of the gate and told them I’d get someone’s help to unlock the door. (That was a very bad idea) The lady I found in the building panicked and wondered what I was doing in her building. I led her to the gate where my friends were so she could hear my story. That didn’t help at all. My Chinese friend couldn’t get the story out without laughing for almost the whole time he was talking. And you don’t have to understand Chinese to see that SHE WAS NOT HAPPY.
Finally, the lady left for her room to get a key. Little did I know that she was calling the cops. After several minutes passed, I looked at my friend and asked him what was going on. He said, “I think she is calling the police”
So that’s when I decided that I would not await public embarrassment. I decided to make my way back for the scaffolding. That didn’t work too well because when I walked passed my jail keeper she started shouting at me and then grabbed my arm so I couldn’t leave. So there I am, far away from home, exhausted from just finishing camp, in the middle of the night, with a Chinese lady hanging on my arm and yelling at me. And that’s when it hits you, “Wow, this is different.” So I walked back down to my locked gate and sat there looking at my friends who “kept me encouraged”. After a few moments, the campus police came and heard the lady’s story, looked over at me, said a few words, and then walked away. The jail lady grudgingly pulled out her keys and opened the gate. And that was the last time I’ll ever climb bamboo past 15 feet.
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