School is back in session! By the end of last term I was mentally exhausted, and by the end of a six week break I could not wait for school to start back. Last week I played "Supervisor". At an ACE school it's a little different, there are the "Supervisors" which give the tests, grade tests and if there are any education issues(like not understanding math, or reading errors) then they take care of it. Monitors (Global Year Team and others), take care of letting the student grade their work, making sure it's graded properly, as well as doing reading. We're basically the eyes and ears of the supervisors. And last week I got to play supervisor! Because the Supervisor was needed elsewhere and I knew what to do for the most part. Which was so much fun and at times mind blowing hard! This term of school I have more responsibilities, which I'm loving. Keeps me on my toes and at times I guess I feel like more of an adult.

On Tuesday's I have break duty (recess duty), then after school I watch the Lighthouse children, then help cook. So Tuesdays are crazy! Then during the week I have different responsibilities. I'm loving having children around again, most of the families were on vacations during break. Two of the children the other day could not decide on how to properly scratch your nose. I had scratched my nose, and Justin informed me that I did not do it right, so he showed me how. Carrie, disagreed and told him that you go in your nose to scratch it. Needless to say, I couldn't stop laughing. Then in class last week one of the 2nd Grade students(the students I had last year in Grade 1), put his monitor flag up, which means he needs my attention. I get there, and asked what he needed, this is what I get.
"Funanani said I had big eyes."
"What?"
"Funanani says I have big eyes."
"Funanani, did you say he has big eyes."
"Yes, but he was talking..."
Then I quoted my mother.
"Yes, but who are we talking about right now? Ampharisaho, were you talking?"
"Yes, but he was talking first"
And then I started quoting my mom again! :)
"Okay here is the thing, you two know you are not supposed to be talking in class, you are supposed to be working on your school work, and if one of you is talking you are responsible for yourself, not the other person. Therefore, Ampharisaho if Funanani is talking then you need to keep working and ignore it, you are only responsible right now for you. And if he wants to talk then he will get in trouble for it. Funanani the same goes for you. Now is that understood?"
"Yes"
"Then get back to your work, do not talk. And Funanani, it's not nice to tell people they have big eyes, so apologize."
So then he apologized, and we discussed what he was apologizing for. Also, when I supervised, I would juggle monitoring and supervising, and my messy hair bun became a wonderful pen holder. So I had a green and black pen in my hair, while I'm listening to one of the children read I turn around and see that Popi, one of the 2nd Grade girls, and one of the sweetest little girls has two pens stuck in her hair. I turn back around and sign the paper, and I have one pen in my hair at this moment. Then I look and find that Popi now has one pen in her hair as well. So there are the moments you can't believe you are actually trying to sort this drama out while trying not to laugh, then there is the moments that you are so touched by the kids and they are so sweet. Haha, the life of working with seven and eight year olds is never boring.

Honestly, I'd been so homesick last week. That was the first time that I thought about going back, seriously going back. But God has a better picture at hand. Last term Kristin and I were asked to disciple a group of girls that just the week prior had made the decision to follow Jesus Christ. I thought it was insane. I don't do well with leading groups and there had to be someone better suited. But you know what? I love it, I want to keep doing it. Working with young girls/teenage girls has always been my heart. But, those were ones I thought I had known since they were in 1st Grade. I've never done it with those that were strangers. Amazing how the Lord keeps stretching me out of my comfort zone.

I/we can't believe that our time is almost half way through, but it encourages us to push on and do more for Him with what little time we have left. To not let ourselves get complacent, which believe it or not is so easy to do. The final number of weeks is 21, which means we have slightly less then 42 times at the orphanage. About 80 some days left in school, because we take trips here and there. It's all going so fast and I want it to slow down. Yesterday it seemed like the first of January and we were ready for school to get back, now it's the 22nd!

Haha just some facts and little trifle things that have been going on since I last blogged-
- We have had two straight weeks of rain.
- A day and a half of no electricity.
- A lonely cat that has woken up half the singles up at night. And is now being hunted because know one likes cats.
- Five new staff members on base. Three of which are young people(19-24)!

As you can see from my posts me being here is no accident. I am consistently learning and find more truths about our Heavenly Father, and through that He has been showing more about my self. He is certainly been chiseling me into His sculpture and creation, the way He wants me to be. And not what the world wants me to be. As well as, stretching me in to out of comfort zone experiences, which make me rely on Him truly. Because there is no one else I can rely on in the moment of having to speak to a group of girls. I have to pray through it.

In Him,
Haili