Brooke and Reese called me to come outside and see what they built; and this is what I found! I was pretty impressed. Reese is holding her homemade spears. The girls collected more palm frawns and even searched the neighborhood for more, planning to make a teepee for each of them; but sadly, the company gardeners cleaned up the area before they could finish the village.
This is how Brooke and Reese deal with being in the same small school room together all day long. One day I found this hanging on the school room wall!
Jordan is going to try out for Varsity Soccer Team today. We hope she makes the team!
On Desert Saturday we saw some new kids (a brother and sister) hanging around our house. The brother was riding a bike, but the sister didn't have one. When we looked out the window, we saw them on our driveway, and it looked as if the girl might help herself to one of our bikes in the garage, so I went outside to see what was going on. She asked me if she could borrow a bike. I went inside to see if one of the girls would ride bikes with her and let her ride the other bike, so Reese and Brooke went out and began riding up and down our street with her. She was a cute 10-year-old Pakistani girl, named Eman, who was visiting two doors down from us for the Eid week off school. Every day after that she came over trying to get Brooke to ride bikes with her.
One day, Brooke took her for a long ride to a secret bridge, but unfortunately Eman was not very experienced in riding bikes, and she crashed into a pole. Brooke hid the bikes in bushes and the two girls walked and knocked on doors until they found someone with a cell phone so they could call me to come and pick them up. Brooke was very concerned about Eman because she said she looked at times as if she were going to faint. I drove the car to pick them up and we found the bikes a couple of blocks away. I took Eman to her house, but I couldn't find any adults -- only her brother who didn't speak English very well. Her wrist looked really sore, so we looked for ice, but there wasn't any. I ran home to get ice and made her keep it on her wrist while she laid down. Her brother seemed to keep telling me that she would be okay and I didn't have to stay. I reluctantly left her there and made her promise to keep the ice on it.
We went to her house later that evening to see how she was, but no one was home. The next day, we found out what had happened.
She had broken her wrist and been at the hospital! I couldn't believe it. I finally met my neighbor though it all, however. I'd never seen these people before, but I found out that her aunt lives there and was taking care of her and her brother for the ten days. I bet her mom wasn't very happy when she heard Eman broke her wrist! Those crazy Americans! We sure felt bad.
This is our Friday school - today is communion.
Here we are at the Hobby Farm again with the Reynertsons.
- Pattie -
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