Naughty or Nice?

Dear Mom and Dad,

I am having so much fun here at Pre Field Orientation. We can swim, play games and I am making lots of friends.

Also, I am getting to know my future colleagues and they are getting to know me through personality tests and just through conversation:

Lauren: So we were on the roof of the Peabody hotel and Jessica leaned over the ledge to take a picture.

Rebecca: Yes, she was being so...dangerous. No, that’s not the word I want to use. Not dangerous…

Lauren: Risky?

Rebecca: No not exactly risky…

Debbie: risk taking?

Rebecca: Maybe…

Eden: stupid?

Here everyone was like, “Whoa." "What?! No!” “Eden, I thought you were nice!” “I am going to tell the director on you.” (Actually I think that’s the fifth time someone has said something to the equivalent of “I am going to tell the director on you” to me this week).

Sometimes I am nice, sometimes, people just have it coming.

Have a NICE week,

Eden

Quote of the Week

“We don’t throw food here.”
-The first words the director of all the International Schools program spoke to me.

(Right now I am in Mississippi training for my overseas teaching job with all the other new teachers. We are in a school/church/schurch where we do get internet!)

Best Quotes of the Week

At cousin Samuel’s country wedding:
Eden: Where can we eat our food at?
Leah (Duncan): We could go sit on the hay bale.
Joel: On the hay bale or hay Ba-al?

“Every teacher has this book. Its like…the book that every teacher has.”
-Me

“Our parents were so cheap, we would all get in the rides at the department stores and instead of putting a quarter in our parents would shake the machine.”
-Joel

Photo's from the country wedding:




The Hay Baals








My cheap Parents







A cowboy





And I wouldn't be a true Christian if I did not post a verse on my blog every now and then:

"How can you say, 'I am not defiled; I have not run after the hay Baals'?
-Jeremiah 2: 23 - from the NYV (New Yokel Version) study bible.

"P"eru

As most our family was home this morning - a rare thing in the summer - mother decided to have a family meeting concerning our schedule this summer.

The photographs show well what occurred in the meeting.

Mom: I have written here in my date-book "Eden and Dale P." Do either of you know what I meant by that?

Dale: What day did you write that on?

Mom: The 14th of July.

Dale: Oh, you must have meant Eden and Dale Peru – meaning that is the day we leave for Peru.

Joel: (initiates his inner little-boy-humor and destroys the business-like atmosphere of the meeting) Hehe – Eden and Dale p. Why not just write down Peru?

Me: Yeah. This summer Dale and I are going to P!

Joel, Grace, and I: (laughter)

Mom, Dad, and Dale: (ignore us and continue to plan)

Eden: We are going to P on the 14th be exact.

Joel, Grace, and I: (more laughter)

Eden and the City

Today mom and I had time to kill in Wichita, so we went to AmVets, our favorite thrift store (look to the right to see the "National Commander" of Am Vets). Unfortunately, we (and a black woman* who had also just arrived) soon discovered that the store was not yet open and the three of us sat on a bench facing a semi-busy street in downtown Wichita. Then a strange thing happened. A man who had stopped at a red light all the way across the street rolled down his car window and yelled our way:

Random man: “Hey! Aren’t you that one girl from Sex and the City? I saw you on TV the other night!”

Mom: Well, he isn’t talking about me.

Black woman*: I know he isn’t talking about me.

Me: (nervously) What is Sex and the City?

So I guess I look like a Lady-of-the-Evening?

*I hope that my father will understand that I do not mean to use the descriptive word to encourage people to prize their skin color rather than their character, I merely mean to use the word to enhance my description of the day's occurrences.