<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850</id><updated>2011-12-03T02:11:47.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Botswana</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is dedicated to relaying my crazy adventures in Botswana as I serve as a Journeyman with the IMB.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-9215388663867736062</id><published>2007-11-09T18:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T18:37:13.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm home!</title><content type='html'>I safely arrived home on Thursday, November 8.  I've been enjoying eating some American food and visiting with family and friends.  This weekend I travel to Richmond and to VA Tech to see my grandparents and brother!  I am looking forward to seeing as many of you blog readers in the months to come!  Thanks so much for all your prayers and support as I served in Botswana!  I love you all!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTuOUn5xFI/AAAAAAAAAeM/-8q7kyKOdMs/s1600-h/november+pics+216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTuOUn5xFI/AAAAAAAAAeM/-8q7kyKOdMs/s320/november+pics+216.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130987805303489618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-9215388663867736062?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/9215388663867736062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=9215388663867736062' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/9215388663867736062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/9215388663867736062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-home.html' title='I&apos;m home!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTuOUn5xFI/AAAAAAAAAeM/-8q7kyKOdMs/s72-c/november+pics+216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-678787354694455593</id><published>2007-11-09T18:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T18:46:40.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>London!</title><content type='html'>After missing my flight in Johannesburg, I finally arrived one day late to meet Andy in London.  We had so much fun touring around and visiting with my awesome friend Michelle (from my college Small Group)!  Here are a couple pictures from that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first picture taken of me and Andy at the airport...just seconds after we had seen each other for the first time in 2 years!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTn6Un5w9I/AAAAAAAAAdM/ye3t4-E9kKA/s1600-h/DSC08164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTn6Un5w9I/AAAAAAAAAdM/ye3t4-E9kKA/s320/DSC08164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130980864636339154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rode on the London Eye (the crazy ferris wheel) to see London from above.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzToi0n5w-I/AAAAAAAAAdU/PEd8ZNDPK7Y/s1600-h/november+pics+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzToi0n5w-I/AAAAAAAAAdU/PEd8ZNDPK7Y/s320/november+pics+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130981560421041122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me and Michelle.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTo4En5w_I/AAAAAAAAAdc/7ajJp_sLXA8/s1600-h/november+pics+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTo4En5w_I/AAAAAAAAAdc/7ajJp_sLXA8/s320/november+pics+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130981925493261298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day we went out to Windsor to see the palace.  The queen was in residence while we were there.  Andy listens to the tour tell us all about the royal palace.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTpDkn5xAI/AAAAAAAAAdk/xtWlXaZnxKE/s1600-h/november+pics+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTpDkn5xAI/AAAAAAAAAdk/xtWlXaZnxKE/s320/november+pics+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130982123061756930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand in front of St. Paul's Cathedral.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTpQEn5xBI/AAAAAAAAAds/YhDPCs3vXBI/s1600-h/november+pics+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTpQEn5xBI/AAAAAAAAAds/YhDPCs3vXBI/s320/november+pics+090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130982337810121746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy poses with the Tower Bridge.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTppkn5xCI/AAAAAAAAAd0/ucBXb2SOecg/s1600-h/november+pics+148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTppkn5xCI/AAAAAAAAAd0/ucBXb2SOecg/s320/november+pics+148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130982775896785954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We watched the changing of the guard at Buckingham Palace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTp1kn5xDI/AAAAAAAAAd8/RsQ0tQMrFRg/s1600-h/november+pics+163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTp1kn5xDI/AAAAAAAAAd8/RsQ0tQMrFRg/s320/november+pics+163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130982982055216178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy and I pose in Hyde Park.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTqIkn5xEI/AAAAAAAAAeE/ZDj72OyeOJc/s1600-h/november+pics+157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTqIkn5xEI/AAAAAAAAAeE/ZDj72OyeOJc/s320/november+pics+157.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130983308472730690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London was sooooo much fun!&lt;br /&gt;Michelle is living in London while studying Global Politics at the London School of Economic.  She has a great blog to read: &lt;a href="http://michelleatlse.blogspot.com/"&gt;michelleatlse.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-678787354694455593?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/678787354694455593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=678787354694455593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/678787354694455593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/678787354694455593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/11/london.html' title='London!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTn6Un5w9I/AAAAAAAAAdM/ye3t4-E9kKA/s72-c/DSC08164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-1073430500782454990</id><published>2007-11-09T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T17:54:07.122-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbyes in Gabs...</title><content type='html'>After leaving Palapye, Kelly and I went down to Gabs to hang out for a few days and to say....more goodbyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's us saying goodbye to Tshepiso and Lynx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTiWkn5w5I/AAAAAAAAAcs/zGCVkuzaDXI/s1600-h/DSC08136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTiWkn5w5I/AAAAAAAAAcs/zGCVkuzaDXI/s320/DSC08136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130974752897876882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our friend Tsholofelo moved to go to school in Gabs about a year ago.  We've gotten to see her a few times in Gabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTihEn5w6I/AAAAAAAAAc0/aLkvdR3qqTc/s1600-h/DSC08141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTihEn5w6I/AAAAAAAAAc0/aLkvdR3qqTc/s320/DSC08141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130974933286503330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had to say goodbye to my dog Lula.  Tshepiso is going to take good care of her.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTizkn5w7I/AAAAAAAAAc8/bQbVFti_lJw/s1600-h/DSC08155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTizkn5w7I/AAAAAAAAAc8/bQbVFti_lJw/s320/DSC08155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130975251114083250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the mission family and Kelly and I at the airport.  I am going to miss my mission family so much!  Thanks for everything you do!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTjAEn5w8I/AAAAAAAAAdE/t8BDFiSl01Y/s1600-h/DSC08162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTjAEn5w8I/AAAAAAAAAdE/t8BDFiSl01Y/s320/DSC08162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130975465862448066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-1073430500782454990?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/1073430500782454990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=1073430500782454990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/1073430500782454990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/1073430500782454990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/11/goodbyes-in-gabs.html' title='Goodbyes in Gabs...'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTiWkn5w5I/AAAAAAAAAcs/zGCVkuzaDXI/s72-c/DSC08136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-204317930200909100</id><published>2007-11-09T17:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T17:23:27.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Party!</title><content type='html'>To say goodbye to all the children we had a dance party at the church!  Check out some of the kids moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTaXkn5w1I/AAAAAAAAAcM/kPMI4HPmZ6M/s1600-h/dance+party.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTaXkn5w1I/AAAAAAAAAcM/kPMI4HPmZ6M/s320/dance+party.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130965973984723794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Bebeto and Kelly and me.  Bebeto does a great Michael Jackson impression.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTbbkn5w3I/AAAAAAAAAcc/NSz9N7wl8_c/s1600-h/bebeto.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTbbkn5w3I/AAAAAAAAAcc/NSz9N7wl8_c/s320/bebeto.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130967142215828338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I pose with some of the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTbWkn5w2I/AAAAAAAAAcU/EV0Kkn2Q6SA/s1600-h/3+girls.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTbWkn5w2I/AAAAAAAAAcU/EV0Kkn2Q6SA/s320/3+girls.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130967056316482402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The youth helped me to make recordings of some of the traditional Setswana songs so I can remember them once I leave Botswana.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTbi0n5w4I/AAAAAAAAAck/c8k3JTrFXxQ/s1600-h/singing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTbi0n5w4I/AAAAAAAAAck/c8k3JTrFXxQ/s320/singing.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130967266769879938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-204317930200909100?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/204317930200909100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=204317930200909100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/204317930200909100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/204317930200909100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/11/dance-party.html' title='Dance Party!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RzTaXkn5w1I/AAAAAAAAAcM/kPMI4HPmZ6M/s72-c/dance+party.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-2504597711205938469</id><published>2007-10-26T18:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T17:30:58.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbyes!</title><content type='html'>This past week was a week of goodbyes. In Batswana culture it's polite to go around and visit people at their homes and say goodbye so Kelly and I spent our week visiting different friends everyday. Here are some pictures from our visits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are two of the girls, Bame and Shannon, from a youth group that Kelly started at a private school in Palapye.  Working with the private school girls was at times like working with American teens again.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyOnxtRhQcI/AAAAAAAAAbk/BxC63v86Phg/s1600-h/youth+group+dinner.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyOnxtRhQcI/AAAAAAAAAbk/BxC63v86Phg/s320/youth+group+dinner.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126125273286263234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Thato.  She's our friend that runs a guest house called the Secret Place.  If any of you ever visit Palapye, the Secret Place is the place to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyOnkNRhQbI/AAAAAAAAAbc/-q2lxXjsLUk/s1600-h/thato.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyOnkNRhQbI/AAAAAAAAAbc/-q2lxXjsLUk/s320/thato.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126125041358029234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is T-Boy (my left) and his brother Hendrick.  T-Boy is the most clever student I have ever met and he knows his Bible so well.  When I first came to Botswana, T-Boy was like 6 inches shorter than me!  It has been so exciting to see him grow both physically and in his faith!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyOnY9RhQaI/AAAAAAAAAbU/0N1UWKIETEM/s1600-h/tboy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyOnY9RhQaI/AAAAAAAAAbU/0N1UWKIETEM/s320/tboy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126124848084500898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my friend Pere and her family.  Pere is such a servant to the church and to others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyOnMNRhQZI/AAAAAAAAAbM/XYF9yojnLY0/s1600-h/pere.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyOnMNRhQZI/AAAAAAAAAbM/XYF9yojnLY0/s320/pere.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126124629041168786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Neo.  Neo loves to write songs and sing.  Together we worked to record an album of her songs so she can sing at church and other community events!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyLyL9RhQYI/AAAAAAAAAbE/dprfbpKwVnk/s1600-h/neo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyLyL9RhQYI/AAAAAAAAAbE/dprfbpKwVnk/s320/neo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125925613141574018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Leslie and Baikganetsi's family.  Leslie (holding the baby) is currently taking his exams to see if he is eligible to go on to university!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyJuaNRhQXI/AAAAAAAAAa8/es3CLFOg5Gs/s1600-h/leslie%27s+family.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyJuaNRhQXI/AAAAAAAAAa8/es3CLFOg5Gs/s320/leslie%27s+family.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125780722419843442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly with Maipelo's family.  Maipelo is one of Kelly's former students and her mother Sally used to clean for us.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyJuENRhQWI/AAAAAAAAAa0/dQlN6d6dW1Y/s1600-h/kelly+and+sally.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyJuENRhQWI/AAAAAAAAAa0/dQlN6d6dW1Y/s320/kelly+and+sally.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125780344462721378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gofaone and I pose in front of her mother's  decorated yard.  Gofaone has been very active in the church over the past 2 years and is a good friend.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyJtsdRhQVI/AAAAAAAAAas/IG0ijUPYdAQ/s1600-h/gofaone.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyJtsdRhQVI/AAAAAAAAAas/IG0ijUPYdAQ/s320/gofaone.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125779936440828242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cecilia and me.  Cecilia recently got a new job!  She also in charge of training new members of Operation HIV.  She's super busy!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyJs-9RhQUI/AAAAAAAAAak/kcxVnvby3LM/s1600-h/cecilia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyJs-9RhQUI/AAAAAAAAAak/kcxVnvby3LM/s320/cecilia.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125779154756780354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to miss all these special friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-2504597711205938469?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/2504597711205938469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=2504597711205938469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/2504597711205938469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/2504597711205938469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/10/goodbyes.html' title='Goodbyes!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyOnxtRhQcI/AAAAAAAAAbk/BxC63v86Phg/s72-c/youth+group+dinner.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-8843200719892294689</id><published>2007-10-26T09:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T10:14:28.269-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye, Mmaphula CJSS!</title><content type='html'>This month, I had the opportunity to teach a few guidance and counseling classes at my school, Mmaphula CJSS in order to say goodbye to all my former students.  I'm going to miss all my students!  Here's one class, class 2F!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyH13dRhQTI/AAAAAAAAAac/6yM5i9sSGYM/s1600-h/class.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyH13dRhQTI/AAAAAAAAAac/6yM5i9sSGYM/s320/class.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125648184024056114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, we had a party on Monday for my last day of the True Love Waits Club.  The students were excited to each receive an abstinence book called "Choose Freedom" that we had been reading throughout the year.  Pray that these students will continue to remain committed to abstinence!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyH1XNRhQSI/AAAAAAAAAaU/nVFtjsnR1JQ/s1600-h/tlw.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyH1XNRhQSI/AAAAAAAAAaU/nVFtjsnR1JQ/s320/tlw.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125647629973274914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the entire club!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyH0ytRhQRI/AAAAAAAAAaM/iBsmi7c-aT8/s1600-h/club.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyH0ytRhQRI/AAAAAAAAAaM/iBsmi7c-aT8/s320/club.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125647002908049682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my favorite students Olie. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyH0VNRhQQI/AAAAAAAAAaE/7GxGUIjW4Bk/s1600-h/facebook.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyH0VNRhQQI/AAAAAAAAAaE/7GxGUIjW4Bk/s320/facebook.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125646496101908738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-8843200719892294689?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/8843200719892294689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=8843200719892294689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/8843200719892294689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/8843200719892294689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/10/goodbye-mmaphula-cjss.html' title='Goodbye, Mmaphula CJSS!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyH13dRhQTI/AAAAAAAAAac/6yM5i9sSGYM/s72-c/class.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-3817328641552650532</id><published>2007-10-26T07:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T09:00:55.439-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth Day!</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday Palapye Baptist Church and Radisele Baptist Church (a neighboring village) came together for a huge youth day!  Around 70 youth came for games, music, food, and teaching on purity!  Remaining sexual pure is a big issue that Batswana youth face; we talked about what it means to not only abstain but to live a pure lifestyle and how to deal with temptations.  Several of the girls helped Mma Moruti (the pastor's wife Cenilza) to cook a traditional meal and then at the end of the day, the youth had designated some time to publicly say goodbye to Kelly and me.  It was a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the entire group standing in front of PBC.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyHSBNRhQJI/AAAAAAAAAZM/naRA8Dx6IAc/s1600-h/youth+day+large+group.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyHSBNRhQJI/AAAAAAAAAZM/naRA8Dx6IAc/s320/youth+day+large+group.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125608769109180562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the girls make "papa", a starch that usually accompanies every meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyHkl9RhQPI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/apuHtF8JruQ/s1600-h/papa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyHkl9RhQPI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/apuHtF8JruQ/s320/papa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125629191678673138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly and I try our hand at making some papa.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyHWdNRhQLI/AAAAAAAAAZc/l3btv6lS0Gg/s1600-h/american+papa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyHWdNRhQLI/AAAAAAAAAZc/l3btv6lS0Gg/s320/american+papa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125613648192028850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this the biggest pot you've ever seen?  There was so much food left over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyHh5dRhQMI/AAAAAAAAAZk/h3dVKW7UteQ/s1600-h/cooking.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyHh5dRhQMI/AAAAAAAAAZk/h3dVKW7UteQ/s320/cooking.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125626228151238850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gofaone and I try to eat all the contents of our overflowing bowls!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyHkLtRhQOI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/S4fa_4f6f5M/s1600-h/food.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyHkLtRhQOI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/S4fa_4f6f5M/s320/food.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125628740707107042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone loves the Hoola Hoop.  Tumisang shows us how it's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyHSytRhQKI/AAAAAAAAAZU/tDWO1qJvP4g/s1600-h/hoola+hoopa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyHSytRhQKI/AAAAAAAAAZU/tDWO1qJvP4g/s320/hoola+hoopa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125609619512705186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-3817328641552650532?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/3817328641552650532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=3817328641552650532' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/3817328641552650532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/3817328641552650532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/10/youth-day.html' title='Youth Day!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyHSBNRhQJI/AAAAAAAAAZM/naRA8Dx6IAc/s72-c/youth+day+large+group.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-8995659185881789939</id><published>2007-10-26T06:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T07:11:02.719-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2nd Anniversary, PBC!</title><content type='html'>In October we celebrated the 2nd anniversary of Palapye Baptist Church!  There was a Brazilian volunteer group that held a dental hygiene program for the youth.  One of the Brazilian guests preached on Sunday and helped with baptism.  Here are some pictures from the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worship team has grown in size!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyHI-9RhQHI/AAAAAAAAAY8/hN5Hyrq2RbA/s1600-h/group+on+2nd+anniversary.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyHI-9RhQHI/AAAAAAAAAY8/hN5Hyrq2RbA/s320/group+on+2nd+anniversary.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125598834849824882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The members of the church who were baptized pose with the pastors.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyHKUNRhQII/AAAAAAAAAZE/6hFvCNcr83s/s1600-h/baptism.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyHKUNRhQII/AAAAAAAAAZE/6hFvCNcr83s/s320/baptism.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125600299433672834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-8995659185881789939?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/8995659185881789939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=8995659185881789939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/8995659185881789939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/8995659185881789939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-2nd-anniversary-pbc.html' title='Happy 2nd Anniversary, PBC!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RyHI-9RhQHI/AAAAAAAAAY8/hN5Hyrq2RbA/s72-c/group+on+2nd+anniversary.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-3234172402433155941</id><published>2007-10-18T23:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T23:18:16.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrew's Wedding</title><content type='html'>Last weekend we went to the village of Madinare outside of Selibe Phikwe to attend Pastor Andrew’s Wedding. Andrew has been assisting our Pastor Alceir at Palapye Baptist Church over the past year. He married a girl named Lucy in a nice, albeit long (2.5 hours!), service. In Botswana, weddings are quite an event. There are celebrations in both the bride’s home village and the groom’s home village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s how our day went in Madinare:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we attended the church service that was held at a school. Here Andrew and Lucy stand in front of the congregation ready to say their vows to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122878469992583330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rxge04dnkKI/AAAAAAAAAXs/ArVq0yOZO_M/s320/andrew+and+lucy+behind+table.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, the entire wedding party and guests caravan to the photo spot where pictures are taken of the bride and groom. Andrew and Lucy pose for their pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122878469992583346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rxge04dnkLI/AAAAAAAAAX0/a8D6seq_aOw/s320/andrew+and+lucy+on+bench.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are their cute flower girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122878474287550674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rxge1IdnkNI/AAAAAAAAAYE/dAHj9Tlapdo/s320/flower+girls.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, it is on to the reception at the home of the bride’s family. They set up a big tent and cook enough food for the entire community. Anyone can come and celebrate the marriage! The wedding party sits at a special table under the tent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122878693330882850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RxgfB4dnkSI/AAAAAAAAAYs/VuohCRulK4g/s320/wedding+party+under+tent.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s our group that came from Palapye Baptist Church to show support to Andrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122878478582517986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rxge1YdnkOI/AAAAAAAAAYM/IAEzH_X8k-I/s320/group+shot.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were moved to the special tent for the wedding party and special guests (I’d like to think that it was because we had traveled from Palapye to come to the wedding, but it was really because Kelly and I are white). Our friends from church were very excited to be under the special tent because it meant that we got to be served first. Pere joked that she is going to miss us when we leave because without us they will never be moved to the good tent. Here Lebo enjoys her huge chunk of goat’s meat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122878689035915522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RxgfBodnkQI/AAAAAAAAAYc/UNwgeudY6iA/s320/lebo%27s+meat.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They cook an entire cow to feed all the people. My portion of meat was attached to the lining of the stomach! Here’s what was left of the cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122878474287550658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rxge1IdnkMI/AAAAAAAAAX8/rNWTrwTqojc/s320/cow.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lebo and Neo enjoy the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122878689035915506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RxgfBodnkPI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Lby5kf3Jjd0/s320/Lebo+and+Neo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pere and I table dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122878693330882834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RxgfB4dnkRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/X2JzM4KIXaw/s320/table+dance.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a fun wedding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the wedding our missionary friend Staci Powers came to stay with us for a few days. We had fun spending time with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122878697625850162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RxgfCIdnkTI/AAAAAAAAAY0/4YYa5tCPIcg/s320/with%2520staci%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are kind of crazy in Palapye right now! We are busy packing and saying goodbyes. Please pray for me as I begin to say goodbye to students and friends in Palapye. It is hard to believe that I will be leaving this place that has been my home in only 2 short weeks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-3234172402433155941?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/3234172402433155941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=3234172402433155941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/3234172402433155941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/3234172402433155941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/10/andrews-wedding.html' title='Andrew&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rxge04dnkKI/AAAAAAAAAXs/ArVq0yOZO_M/s72-c/andrew+and+lucy+behind+table.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-7167219087415523242</id><published>2007-08-31T09:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T10:26:58.831-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="280" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c0b01653529d9e17" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc0b01653529d9e17%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331556605%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2863D5CAF4E2999B4BC6F55905B2A3B85EBF1A9C.187EC12EF9FB471CE04DDBAAE9ACE30274CBA432%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc0b01653529d9e17%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DihvfZ_jwNENt-K8gOfxLbUBt2tE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="280" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc0b01653529d9e17%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331556605%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2863D5CAF4E2999B4BC6F55905B2A3B85EBF1A9C.187EC12EF9FB471CE04DDBAAE9ACE30274CBA432%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc0b01653529d9e17%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DihvfZ_jwNENt-K8gOfxLbUBt2tE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-7167219087415523242?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c0b01653529d9e17&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/7167219087415523242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=7167219087415523242' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/7167219087415523242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/7167219087415523242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-168900267053738566</id><published>2007-08-31T09:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T09:37:06.078-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye, Crystal!</title><content type='html'>Crystal is leaving Africa on September 3!  The church had a goodbye party for her this past weekend.  We are going to miss her here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crystal says goodbye to some of the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgY8ovX5wI/AAAAAAAAAXk/CokZukOue4g/s1600-h/good+bye+crystal+and+kids.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgY8ovX5wI/AAAAAAAAAXk/CokZukOue4g/s320/good+bye+crystal+and+kids.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104857607631791874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lebo and I make ourselves sick by eating too many Brazilian style hotdogs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgYj4vX5vI/AAAAAAAAAXc/MekS5fk1bCA/s1600-h/good+bye+lebo+and+hotdog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgYj4vX5vI/AAAAAAAAAXc/MekS5fk1bCA/s320/good+bye+lebo+and+hotdog.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104857182430029554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-168900267053738566?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/168900267053738566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=168900267053738566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/168900267053738566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/168900267053738566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/08/goodbye-crystal.html' title='Goodbye, Crystal!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgY8ovX5wI/AAAAAAAAAXk/CokZukOue4g/s72-c/good+bye+crystal+and+kids.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-2698255977147802924</id><published>2007-08-31T09:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T09:31:06.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chobe!</title><content type='html'>The American volunteer team that helped out with the youth rally invited us to visit Chobe with them for free!  It was our last chance to go on safari before we leave Botswana.  We got to see tons of lions (in the early morning so we couldn't get any good pictures) and tons of elephant!  Here are some of my favorite pictures from the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawna, me, Kelly, and Crystal pose in Chobe National Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgW3IvX5uI/AAAAAAAAAXU/1623W7QzKOU/s1600-h/girls+game+drive.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgW3IvX5uI/AAAAAAAAAXU/1623W7QzKOU/s320/girls+game+drive.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104855314119255778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elephants bathing in the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgWnIvX5tI/AAAAAAAAAXM/YstsEprC0M8/s1600-h/elephants+in+water.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgWnIvX5tI/AAAAAAAAAXM/YstsEprC0M8/s320/elephants+in+water.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104855039241348818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This elephant showed us who was boss!  He looked straight at us and flapped his ears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgWeYvX5sI/AAAAAAAAAXE/k96mEjKF1Y8/s1600-h/elephant+close+up.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgWeYvX5sI/AAAAAAAAAXE/k96mEjKF1Y8/s320/elephant+close+up.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104854888917493442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This giraffe is bending over to get some water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgUEYvX5rI/AAAAAAAAAW8/oocZWUDWu_k/s1600-h/giraffe+bending.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgUEYvX5rI/AAAAAAAAAW8/oocZWUDWu_k/s320/giraffe+bending.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104852243217639090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The buffalo is dangerous because it's actions are unpredictable.  This trip was the closest I had ever been to the Cape Buffalo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgTnYvX5qI/AAAAAAAAAW0/xX9s-Qx72o4/s1600-h/buffalo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgTnYvX5qI/AAAAAAAAAW0/xX9s-Qx72o4/s320/buffalo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104851745001432738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-2698255977147802924?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/2698255977147802924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=2698255977147802924' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/2698255977147802924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/2698255977147802924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/08/chobe.html' title='Chobe!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgW3IvX5uI/AAAAAAAAAXU/1623W7QzKOU/s72-c/girls+game+drive.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-6367623913197488951</id><published>2007-08-31T08:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T09:10:50.218-04:00</updated><title type='text'>National Youth Rally!</title><content type='html'>The national youth rally was this month.  Twenty-nine youth from our church attended that rally!  (This was the largest number from any church in all of Botswana.)  We rented a bus to travel up to Francistown.  On the way up a part fell out of the bus and we had to stop on the side of the road for a little while for the driver to "fix" the problem.  It's always an adventure in Botswana.  Check out some pictures from the rally! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here Neo, me, and Onalenna enjoy our bus ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgQJovX5pI/AAAAAAAAAWs/-TNTbgH5TwU/s1600-h/on+bus.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgQJovX5pI/AAAAAAAAAWs/-TNTbgH5TwU/s320/on+bus.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104847935365441170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The younger youth get ready for the recreation competition!  The blue t-shirt that two of the girls are wearing is the t-shirt for the retreat.  It says O tsogile! (or He is risen!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgP2IvX5oI/AAAAAAAAAWk/4qnltA5CX_U/s1600-h/younger+youth+get+ready+for+games.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgP2IvX5oI/AAAAAAAAAWk/4qnltA5CX_U/s320/younger+youth+get+ready+for+games.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104847600357992066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out Neo's team spirit!  She won an award for most spirit during the recreational competition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgPrIvX5nI/AAAAAAAAAWc/nJauSw-il0k/s1600-h/neo+cheers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgPrIvX5nI/AAAAAAAAAWc/nJauSw-il0k/s320/neo+cheers.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104847411379431026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here our youth present a musical item at the youth rally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgPWovX5mI/AAAAAAAAAWU/E79V9A5NxK8/s1600-h/youth+sing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgPWovX5mI/AAAAAAAAAWU/E79V9A5NxK8/s320/youth+sing.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104847059192112738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a picture of Kelly and Shawna and me on the hill overlooking Francistown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgOwIvX5lI/AAAAAAAAAWM/KqawmTcarXY/s1600-h/on+mountain.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgOwIvX5lI/AAAAAAAAAWM/KqawmTcarXY/s320/on+mountain.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104846397767149138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-6367623913197488951?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/6367623913197488951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=6367623913197488951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/6367623913197488951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/6367623913197488951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/08/national-youth-rally.html' title='National Youth Rally!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgQJovX5pI/AAAAAAAAAWs/-TNTbgH5TwU/s72-c/on+bus.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-4377676156367977434</id><published>2007-08-31T08:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T08:47:14.037-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Somerset Baptist!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of August we had an American volunteer team from Kelly's home church, Somerset Baptist.  They did some leadership training with the youth and taught the youth how to hold no-cost youth outreach events.  They also put on a VBS for the kids with the help of our youth.  Here's some pictures from their time in Botswana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the third day there were about 150 kids at the VBS.  Here they are watching a skit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgLSovX5kI/AAAAAAAAAWE/O3IZYi-KDZE/s1600-h/kids.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgLSovX5kI/AAAAAAAAAWE/O3IZYi-KDZE/s320/kids.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104842592426124866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is our Pastor Alceir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgK-IvX5jI/AAAAAAAAAV8/EgginOzTg2U/s1600-h/pastor.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgK-IvX5jI/AAAAAAAAAV8/EgginOzTg2U/s320/pastor.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104842240238806578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a picture of the American team and some of the youth that helped with the events of the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgKuovX5iI/AAAAAAAAAV0/tzW8J4fZbzk/s1600-h/youth+and+team.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgKuovX5iI/AAAAAAAAAV0/tzW8J4fZbzk/s320/youth+and+team.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104841973950834210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me and Bebeto's younger brother Kago.  Isn't he cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgKUIvX5hI/AAAAAAAAAVs/oCsxdszAt8c/s1600-h/me+and+kago.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgKUIvX5hI/AAAAAAAAAVs/oCsxdszAt8c/s320/me+and+kago.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104841518684300818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-4377676156367977434?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/4377676156367977434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=4377676156367977434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/4377676156367977434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/4377676156367977434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/08/somerset-baptist.html' title='Somerset Baptist!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RtgLSovX5kI/AAAAAAAAAWE/O3IZYi-KDZE/s72-c/kids.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-3313435863215473788</id><published>2007-08-07T09:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T09:50:44.452-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Requests!</title><content type='html'>Pray for Crystal as she in Johannesburg dealing with medical stuff.  Her e.coli has come back!  Pray that the doctors she sees would be able to figure out how to best treat her!  Pray that she would be able to return to Botswana soon so she can spend her last month in Palapye instead of the hospital!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for the American team from Somerset Baptist Church that is going to be ministering in Palapye this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for the youth as they work out final arrangements (funds and transport) for attending the national youth rally next week.  Pray that God would speak to each of them during the rally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-3313435863215473788?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/3313435863215473788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=3313435863215473788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/3313435863215473788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/3313435863215473788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/08/prayer-requests.html' title='Prayer Requests!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-8062666473569098156</id><published>2007-08-07T09:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T09:46:37.599-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pictures...</title><content type='html'>Botswana is famous for their baskets!  Here is Shawna posing in the basket shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rrh3jaSbyGI/AAAAAAAAAVk/RfKjvJI1T5g/s1600-h/shawn+with+basket.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rrh3jaSbyGI/AAAAAAAAAVk/RfKjvJI1T5g/s320/shawn+with+basket.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095954428605483106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home we stopped at missionary Brian Beadle's house for lunch.  We got to pose with his infamous hand chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rrh2y6SbyFI/AAAAAAAAAVc/iJtuc-RuRe8/s1600-h/hand+chair.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rrh2y6SbyFI/AAAAAAAAAVc/iJtuc-RuRe8/s320/hand+chair.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095953595381827666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arrival home I found this large cow leg just chilling in our yard.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rrh2kaSbyEI/AAAAAAAAAVU/HWKwzZ0A7Qo/s1600-h/hoof.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rrh2kaSbyEI/AAAAAAAAAVU/HWKwzZ0A7Qo/s320/hoof.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095953346273724482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-8062666473569098156?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/8062666473569098156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=8062666473569098156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/8062666473569098156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/8062666473569098156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/08/random-pictures.html' title='Random Pictures...'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rrh3jaSbyGI/AAAAAAAAAVk/RfKjvJI1T5g/s72-c/shawn+with+basket.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-4067927207015987182</id><published>2007-08-07T09:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T09:38:09.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Maun and the Okavango Delta!</title><content type='html'>Last week we visited missionaries Jeff and Staci Powers in Maun, Botswana.  We we able to talk with the church in Maun about Operation HIV and how they can start an HIV/AIDS outreach ministry in their church.  Afterwards, we went camping with the Powers atMoremi in the Okavango Delta.  Here's some pictures from our trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get ready to speak at Maun Baptist.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rrh0XKSbyDI/AAAAAAAAAVM/mJtDSOwEoTg/s1600-h/hiv+talk+at+maun.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rrh0XKSbyDI/AAAAAAAAAVM/mJtDSOwEoTg/s320/hiv+talk+at+maun.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095950919617202226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After arriving in Moremi and setting up camp, we are ready to head out on our first game drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rrh0KaSbyCI/AAAAAAAAAVE/4KtMmg522NA/s1600-h/camping+girls.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rrh0KaSbyCI/AAAAAAAAAVE/4KtMmg522NA/s320/camping+girls.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095950700573870114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the Delta.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rrhz9qSbyBI/AAAAAAAAAU8/cnr1tllpKXI/s1600-h/delta.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rrhz9qSbyBI/AAAAAAAAAU8/cnr1tllpKXI/s320/delta.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095950481530538002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out these animals...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhzvqSbyAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/CzGGsVQlDf4/s1600-h/impala+fight.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhzvqSbyAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/CzGGsVQlDf4/s320/impala+fight.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095950241012369410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a group of male impalas that were having fun fighting each other.  We saw one get a nice poke in the butt from another one's antler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhzSKSbx_I/AAAAAAAAAUs/ZazJ3FX-ltA/s1600-h/zebra+with+hurt+butt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhzSKSbx_I/AAAAAAAAAUs/ZazJ3FX-ltA/s320/zebra+with+hurt+butt.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095949734206228466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This zebra has obviously been in a fight with something that left it's butt scarred.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhyvqSbx-I/AAAAAAAAAUk/R2Ea04iN1BQ/s1600-h/lion.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhyvqSbx-I/AAAAAAAAAUk/R2Ea04iN1BQ/s320/lion.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095949141500741602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff  chased down this young male lion.  He was in a hurry somewhere and we tried to follow.  They just don't make enough roads in the game park!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhygqSbx9I/AAAAAAAAAUc/UvevA_RL06I/s1600-h/bird.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhygqSbx9I/AAAAAAAAAUc/UvevA_RL06I/s320/bird.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095948883802703826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember what kind of bird this is (Sufjan would be disappointed), but I thought it looked cool.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhyVKSbx8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/XOWbKITLjBI/s1600-h/croc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhyVKSbx8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/XOWbKITLjBI/s320/croc.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095948686234208194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This crocodile was just sitting and sunning.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhyG6Sbx7I/AAAAAAAAAUM/LN5B5Sequ_8/s1600-h/hippo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhyG6Sbx7I/AAAAAAAAAUM/LN5B5Sequ_8/s320/hippo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095948441421072306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These hippos were also lazy and enjoying the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are on a game drive.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhxgaSbx6I/AAAAAAAAAUE/FpPS-fX7wcE/s1600-h/game+drive.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhxgaSbx6I/AAAAAAAAAUE/FpPS-fX7wcE/s320/game+drive.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095947779996108706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To enter the park from the North you have to drive over the water on this rickety log bridge!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhxMqSbx5I/AAAAAAAAAT8/qeDTcP69UQk/s1600-h/bridge.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhxMqSbx5I/AAAAAAAAAT8/qeDTcP69UQk/s320/bridge.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095947440693692306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lot of fun camping and seeing animals (probably for the last time) and hanging out with the Powers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-4067927207015987182?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/4067927207015987182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=4067927207015987182' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/4067927207015987182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/4067927207015987182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/08/maun-and-okavango-delta.html' title='Maun and the Okavango Delta!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rrh0XKSbyDI/AAAAAAAAAVM/mJtDSOwEoTg/s72-c/hiv+talk+at+maun.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-3862287889629469948</id><published>2007-08-07T08:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T09:10:50.638-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Providence Volunteer Team!</title><content type='html'>In July we were blessed with opportunity to have an American team from Providence Baptist Church in Raleigh, North Carolina come and serve in Palapye.  This was probably the largest group of white people Palapye has ever seen!  The team did a variety of different things while they were here... Check out some of the highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team held VBS at 2 different locations in Palapye.  Over 500 kids came and heard the message of Jesus Christ.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhuoKSbx4I/AAAAAAAAAT0/LzgueyQ68PM/s1600-h/julia+with+kids+at+vbs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhuoKSbx4I/AAAAAAAAAT0/LzgueyQ68PM/s320/julia+with+kids+at+vbs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095944614605211522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhuaqSbx3I/AAAAAAAAATs/lzFP-6g7SeU/s1600-h/kids+with+plates.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhuaqSbx3I/AAAAAAAAATs/lzFP-6g7SeU/s320/kids+with+plates.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095944382676977522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team also got to work with some of the kids from our church.  Bebeto took a special liking to David.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhuLaSbx2I/AAAAAAAAATk/_MKkX4i1jHM/s1600-h/parachute+at+church.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhuLaSbx2I/AAAAAAAAATk/_MKkX4i1jHM/s320/parachute+at+church.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095944120683972450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rrht8qSbx1I/AAAAAAAAATc/Ny0W6xDbdII/s1600-h/bebeto+and+david.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rrht8qSbx1I/AAAAAAAAATc/Ny0W6xDbdII/s320/bebeto+and+david.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095943867280901970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were able to speak to youth about abstinence.  Several team members participated in an assembly at a private school and they were also able to do an abstinence presentation at the church.  Here the girls at the church participate in discussion groups.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhtnKSbx0I/AAAAAAAAATU/73Dqa9K4Sz0/s1600-h/abstinence+talks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhtnKSbx0I/AAAAAAAAATU/73Dqa9K4Sz0/s320/abstinence+talks.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095943497913714498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhtEaSbxzI/AAAAAAAAATM/XCYQ313vbCs/s1600-h/girls+group.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhtEaSbxzI/AAAAAAAAATM/XCYQ313vbCs/s320/girls+group.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095942900913260338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The youth are raising money to go the annual youth rally, so they held a talent show fund raiser while the team was here.  For the last several months my friends Gofaone and Neo have been writing their own songs and we've been recording them on my computer so the girls can make a CD.  They sang on of their songs in public for the first time at the talent show!  I was so proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhszKSbxyI/AAAAAAAAATE/GDghrHSoJiw/s1600-h/girls+singing+at+talent+show.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhszKSbxyI/AAAAAAAAATE/GDghrHSoJiw/s320/girls+singing+at+talent+show.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095942604560516898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team also did some service projects like picking up trash and cutting firewood and they prayerwalked and visited families in their homes.  We kept everyone busy that week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Palapye youth had so much fun helping out with the team!  To thank them for all their hard work the team took the guys out for ice cream and had a spa time with the girls.  It was fun to watch these girls get pampered like they never have been before...(some of them were a little wary of the massages...haha)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhsV6SbxxI/AAAAAAAAAS8/-_KI53bI7gs/s1600-h/feet+washing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhsV6SbxxI/AAAAAAAAAS8/-_KI53bI7gs/s320/feet+washing.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095942102049343250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also that week we had the unique opportunity to learn how to traditional dance.  Our friends Refilwe and Tshepiso tried to teach us how to drop it like it's hot, traditional style.  Most of you know that I can't dance at all...but check out me trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rrhr96SbxwI/AAAAAAAAAS0/QKC7xIuyJ-c/s1600-h/traditional+dancing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rrhr96SbxwI/AAAAAAAAAS0/QKC7xIuyJ-c/s320/traditional+dancing.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095941689732482818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ministry in Palapye, we were fortunate to be able to join the team in South Africa for some vacation time... I got to go on a water slide for the first time in years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lot of fun with Providence!  Thanks for all your help, guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-3862287889629469948?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/3862287889629469948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=3862287889629469948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/3862287889629469948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/3862287889629469948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/08/providence-volunteer-team.html' title='Providence Volunteer Team!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhuoKSbx4I/AAAAAAAAAT0/LzgueyQ68PM/s72-c/julia+with+kids+at+vbs.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-8964878058866088186</id><published>2007-08-07T08:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T08:32:01.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhltaSbxvI/AAAAAAAAASs/5AlchlBcPxU/s1600-h/me+and+baby.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhltaSbxvI/AAAAAAAAASs/5AlchlBcPxU/s320/me+and+baby.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095934809194874610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of months ago a girl from our church, Dineo, had a baby boy.  Here I am holding the baby Tumelo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-8964878058866088186?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/8964878058866088186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=8964878058866088186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/8964878058866088186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/8964878058866088186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/08/baby.html' title='Baby!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RrhltaSbxvI/AAAAAAAAASs/5AlchlBcPxU/s72-c/me+and+baby.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-7342664883153053507</id><published>2007-07-10T04:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T04:33:14.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud to be an American</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This weekend we headed down to Gabs for a fun weekend with just the Botswana Journeygirls. We went to a musical, the movies, and we hit up the American Embassy's 4th of July Shindig. It wasn't as exciting as it sounds, but I did get an (overpriced) American hotdog and I got to take this great picture!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085483202622039794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RpNEB1uApvI/AAAAAAAAASk/owRCg1DLGhY/s320/podium+pic.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-7342664883153053507?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/7342664883153053507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=7342664883153053507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/7342664883153053507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/7342664883153053507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/07/proud-to-be-american.html' title='Proud to be an American'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RpNEB1uApvI/AAAAAAAAASk/owRCg1DLGhY/s72-c/podium+pic.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-4932892037164207427</id><published>2007-07-06T08:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T08:44:17.255-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birhtday Me!</title><content type='html'>July 5th I celebrated my 24th birthday!  Following tradition, of course we had a theme party to celebrate! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro44HluApsI/AAAAAAAAASM/Q_pTk4CCzmw/s1600-h/rock+sign.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro44HluApsI/AAAAAAAAASM/Q_pTk4CCzmw/s320/rock+sign.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084062732383200962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The theme was indie music!  So if we were indie musicians this is what we would look like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro44a1uAptI/AAAAAAAAASU/x2vjbG_AtM0/s1600-h/3+rock.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro44a1uAptI/AAAAAAAAASU/x2vjbG_AtM0/s320/3+rock.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084063063095682770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks so much everyone for all the phone calls, gifts, cards, emails, facebook messages, etc.  Thanks for helping to make the day special!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro447VuApuI/AAAAAAAAASc/8G8w4ly3_s8/s1600-h/gifts.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro447VuApuI/AAAAAAAAASc/8G8w4ly3_s8/s320/gifts.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084063621441431266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-4932892037164207427?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/4932892037164207427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=4932892037164207427' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/4932892037164207427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/4932892037164207427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-birhtday-me.html' title='Happy Birhtday Me!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro44HluApsI/AAAAAAAAASM/Q_pTk4CCzmw/s72-c/rock+sign.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-5492731718936482402</id><published>2007-07-06T08:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T08:33:48.715-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Face the Nation Rally</title><content type='html'>This winter a group of University of Botswana students have been participating in a program called Face the Nation.  The group is teaching True Love Waits materials in Senior Secondary schools all over Botswana!  There is also a rally team that has been traveling around the country and putting on abstinence programs in schools and churches and around the community.  This week the rally team was in Palapye and they had a rally at our church!  Here's some pictures from that event:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro41gFuAppI/AAAAAAAAAR0/lwZ8w9xYaFs/s1600-h/rally+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro41gFuAppI/AAAAAAAAAR0/lwZ8w9xYaFs/s320/rally+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084059854755112594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro42GluAprI/AAAAAAAAASE/IEOCXEuJKW0/s1600-h/rally+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro42GluAprI/AAAAAAAAASE/IEOCXEuJKW0/s320/rally+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084060516180076210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro413VuApqI/AAAAAAAAAR8/D1fdfwUSjjU/s1600-h/rally+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro413VuApqI/AAAAAAAAAR8/D1fdfwUSjjU/s320/rally+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084060254187071138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Face the Nation group has had an amazing response to both the rallies and the classroom teaching.  Many students all over Botswana are making commitments to remain and abstinent until marriage and many are also making a commitment to follow Christ!  Pray for these nationals as they continue to minister to students this winter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-5492731718936482402?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/5492731718936482402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=5492731718936482402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/5492731718936482402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/5492731718936482402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/07/face-nation-rally.html' title='Face the Nation Rally'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro41gFuAppI/AAAAAAAAAR0/lwZ8w9xYaFs/s72-c/rally+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-436200019452771016</id><published>2007-07-06T08:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T08:17:17.122-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation HIV Leadership Retreat!</title><content type='html'>This past weekend we held an Operation HIV leadership retreat; as our time in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Botswana&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; is coming to close we are beginning to hand over more and more responsibility to the nationals.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After a vision meeting about the future of Operation HIV, the group decided that they wanted to elect leaders.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This seminar was in response to this request.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The group met a &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Camp&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Itumela&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; to learn about what it means to be a godly leader and to participate in team building activities.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We played games like the human knot and trust falls.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4yjluApoI/AAAAAAAAARs/t1DM59yxrRA/s1600-h/human+knot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4yjluApoI/AAAAAAAAARs/t1DM59yxrRA/s320/human+knot.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084056616349771394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We had time of personal bible study and reflection.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4yTVuApnI/AAAAAAAAARk/MZo9nzU7mFc/s1600-h/neo+qt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4yTVuApnI/AAAAAAAAARk/MZo9nzU7mFc/s320/neo+qt.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084056337176897138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We had sessions examining what the Bible says about leadership and we studied several prominent biblical leaders.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4yFVuApmI/AAAAAAAAARc/vT3rZzDcxPg/s1600-h/teaching.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4yFVuApmI/AAAAAAAAARc/vT3rZzDcxPg/s320/teaching.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084056096658728546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;God really blessed our time together!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Here’s the whole group acting goofy.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4xy1uAplI/AAAAAAAAARU/PQ2kmxS8HqU/s1600-h/silly+group.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4xy1uAplI/AAAAAAAAARU/PQ2kmxS8HqU/s320/silly+group.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084055778831148626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After the seminar we discussed what kind of positions the Operation HIV team needs to have and next week we are meeting to nominate and elect new leaders.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Please be in prayer for Operation HIV as we elect leaders and transition to the nationals taking even more responsibility and ownership of the group!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-436200019452771016?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/436200019452771016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=436200019452771016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/436200019452771016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/436200019452771016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/07/operation-hiv-leadership-retreat.html' title='Operation HIV Leadership Retreat!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4yjluApoI/AAAAAAAAARs/t1DM59yxrRA/s72-c/human+knot.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-627599834819461598</id><published>2007-07-06T06:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T08:01:26.329-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cape Town!</title><content type='html'>In June, Kelly, Crystal, and I joined Crystal's family for vacation in &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Cape Town&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;South Africa&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was really cold, foggy, and rainy (which often thwarted our plans) but we managed to a lot of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Cape Town&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;’s famous attractions.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Here’s some of the places that we visited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Castle&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; of &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Good&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; Hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This castle was a fort before it was made into a castle and it is the oldest building in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Cape Town&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084051333539997250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4twFuApkI/AAAAAAAAARM/2bp_wGG_6pM/s320/castle.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here we are with &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Crystal&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;’s family in front of the castle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084050955582875186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4taFuApjI/AAAAAAAAARE/ZKu6XiO4xfI/s320/castle+and+family.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here I ring the bell that warns &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Cape Town&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; that trouble is coming.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084050599100589602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4tFVuApiI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/p9DEMxIftlg/s320/em+and+bell+at+castle.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ostrich Farm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We went out to an ostrich farm to see how they raise ostriches for meat and skins.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was breeding season and during breeding season the male’s skin turn bright red like this ostrich!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084050186783729170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4stVuAphI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/rd6st2pWax0/s320/ostrich+with+red.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We also got to "ride" a real live ostrich!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084049899020920322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4scluApgI/AAAAAAAAAQs/MCJpanJWod8/s320/riding+ostrich.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Table&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Mountain&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The giant &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Table&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Mountain&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; provides a beautiful scenic backdrop for the city of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Cape Town&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Because of the fog, most days the mountain wasn’t visible.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But fortunately one day it cleared up and we were able to go to the top of the mountain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084049516768830962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 411px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="220" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4sGVuApfI/AAAAAAAAAQk/8aaKCATVG28/s320/table+mt+panoramic.JPG" width="477" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We got to ride these cable cars straight up the steep incline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084049216121120226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4r01uApeI/AAAAAAAAAQc/VI2wrnBacDs/s320/cable+car.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here are some pictures of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Cape Town&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; from the top of the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084048868228769234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4rgluApdI/AAAAAAAAAQU/wnQwpmqEQhM/s320/cape+town+from+table+mt.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084048589055894978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4rQVuApcI/AAAAAAAAAQM/eR14vGxNmkw/s320/table+mt+and+me.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Robben&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Island&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Robben&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Island&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; is the island where Nelson Mandela and other political prisoners were held during the time of apartheid.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We road a ferry out to the island and then toured the prison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084048168149099954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4q31uApbI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Gne3h7PUK_8/s320/prison.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is the quarry in which the prisoners mined limestone everyday.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;There was no real demand for them to mine the limestone; they just made the prisoners mine to keep them busy.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In the back of the picture is the cave where they stored their tools.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In the foreground is a picture of a pile of rocks; several years after the fall of apartheid the prisoners all reunited here and laid a stone in the pile to celebrate their freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084047914746029474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4qpFuApaI/AAAAAAAAAP8/FBXJH_4sW-o/s320/stone+pile.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The tour was led by a political prisoner who told stories of his time in prison.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Our guide was at &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Robben&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Island&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; for 8 years for “terrorism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084047639868122514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4qZFuApZI/AAAAAAAAAP0/QTrfNNpy7bM/s320/political+prisoner.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here are the things from Nelson Mandela’s cell and a picture of his cell in the maximum security prison. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084047300565706114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4qFVuApYI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Hgb9rgHwsWc/s320/nelson%27s+cell.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084047004212962674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4p0FuApXI/AAAAAAAAAPk/v9wOWwS3H2w/s320/nelson%27s+things.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Waterfront&lt;br /&gt;This is the Waterfront from which the ferry to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Robben&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Island&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; leaves (along with other boats.)&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Table&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Mountain&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; is in the background. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084046621960873314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4pd1uApWI/AAAAAAAAAPc/L9CzgG62rJU/s320/waterfront+w+table+mt.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Here we are posing with &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;South Africa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;’s famous political leaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084046364262835538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4pO1uApVI/AAAAAAAAAPU/TAtbVwRwLZ0/s320/political+leaders+of+sa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Boulder&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Beach&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;At &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Boulder&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Beach&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; we got to see penguins!&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Crazy to think that &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/st1:place&gt; has penguins! Here I am posing with a penguin.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084045702837871938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4ooVuApUI/AAAAAAAAAPM/KtPQQy-wuKY/s320/me+and+penguin.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here are some pictures of us hiking around the boulders. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084045007053169970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4n_1uApTI/AAAAAAAAAPE/RlMJ04Te7oQ/s320/me+at+boulder+beach.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084044792304805154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4nzVuApSI/AAAAAAAAAO8/rLYPt5lM39M/s320/3+at+boulders.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here are some more pictures of penguins.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Lazy penguins hang out on the beach.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Check out the little baby penguin!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084043220346774802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4mX1uApRI/AAAAAAAAAO0/tbaM-Zz92SU/s320/penguins+on+beach.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084042855274554626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4mCluApQI/AAAAAAAAAOs/PO0MPU0d0aE/s320/baby+penguin.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Cape of Good Hope&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;We drove out to the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Cape of Good Hope&lt;/st1:place&gt; and then hiked out to Cape Point.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was a tiring hike!&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We hiked down to this beach.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084042503087236338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4luFuApPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/76QnUTrAr7g/s320/beach+from+above.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;See, here I stand on the beach to prove it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084042211029460194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4ldFuApOI/AAAAAAAAAOc/NliKW-td3Wc/s320/on+beach.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here’s a fun picture of the water splashing breaking on the boulders behind us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084041729993123026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4lBFuApNI/AAAAAAAAAOU/JQQxyy58WsE/s320/splash+pic.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After we reached the point we were absolutely dead!&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Here Kelly flashes the victory thumbs up!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084041468000117954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4kx1uApMI/AAAAAAAAAOM/wt9QtjMfFNo/s320/kelly+at+the+point.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here I pose with the sign.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The cape is the most south-western point on the continent of &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/st1:place&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084040892474500274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4kQVuApLI/AAAAAAAAAOE/gLuxe7gC7SE/s320/cape+point+sign.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On our way out of the park we saw this family of baboons just posing for pictures.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4jBluApKI/AAAAAAAAAN8/UCQhcZLJftU/s1600-h/baboon+family.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084039539559802018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4jBluApKI/AAAAAAAAAN8/UCQhcZLJftU/s320/baboon+family.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Chapman’s Peak&lt;br /&gt;We then took this scenic (a.k.a twisty and scary) route through the mountains to watch the sunset by Chapman’s Peak.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4ihVuApJI/AAAAAAAAAN0/9M0yb-f5X0Y/s1600-h/scenic+road.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084038985509020818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4ihVuApJI/AAAAAAAAAN0/9M0yb-f5X0Y/s320/scenic+road.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4h_1uApII/AAAAAAAAANs/EtKLkOvQwfA/s1600-h/sunset+at+chapman%27s+peak.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084038409983403138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4h_1uApII/AAAAAAAAANs/EtKLkOvQwfA/s320/sunset+at+chapman%27s+peak.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Canal Walk&lt;br /&gt;We also got a chance to go to the mall and see a movie.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Look at how huge the mall is!&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Maybe it doesn’t look that big to you all, but I’m in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/st1:place&gt;!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4hd1uApHI/AAAAAAAAANk/ASMow7_WWyk/s1600-h/canal+walk+mall.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084037825867850866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4hd1uApHI/AAAAAAAAANk/ASMow7_WWyk/s320/canal+walk+mall.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So that’s my &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Cape Town&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; vacation!&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hope you enjoyed!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-627599834819461598?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/627599834819461598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=627599834819461598' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/627599834819461598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/627599834819461598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/07/cape-town.html' title='Cape Town!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Ro4twFuApkI/AAAAAAAAARM/2bp_wGG_6pM/s72-c/castle.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-4500369061009127985</id><published>2007-06-06T05:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T06:02:34.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Help Andy Brown!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RmaFzkQYuAI/AAAAAAAAANc/c7bWRM4oAFQ/s1600-h/andy.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RmaFzkQYuAI/AAAAAAAAANc/c7bWRM4oAFQ/s1600-h/andy.JPG"&gt;My wonderful boyfriend Andy Brown is running in a marathon to raise money for cancer research! If you'd like to donate money please continue to read on! There is a link in the bottom of this blog post where you can visit his website in order to donate online. Thanks so much for supporting him!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RmaFzkQYuAI/AAAAAAAAANc/c7bWRM4oAFQ/s1600-h/andy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RmaFzkQYuAI/AAAAAAAAANc/c7bWRM4oAFQ/s320/andy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072889151231670274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A message from Andy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I have decided to run the 2007 Dublin Marathon with Team in Training.  This special organization's mission is to help the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society find a cure for blood cancers and improve the quality of life for patients and their families.  Their efforts to fight leukemia, lymphoma, and myeloma have already raised millions of dollars and given hope to the patients and families who are on the front lines of the battle against these diseases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I will be helping by raising money for The Leukemia &amp; Lymphoma Society and participating in their Team In Training as I compete in the Dublin Marathon.  This is the first marathon that I've ever attempted, but with the help of the Team, I can make it to the finish line.  And with your donation, we can accelerate cures for leukemia, lymphoma and myeloma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please use the link in this post to donate online.  It is quick and secure.  You will receive a receipt and confirmation by email of your donation and I will be notified as soon as you make your donation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On behalf of The Leukemia &amp;amp; Lymphoma Society, thank you very much for your support.  I really appreciate your generosity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can learn more about my efforts and make a donation by visiting my Web site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.active.com/donate/tntenc/tntencABrown"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.active.com/donate/tntenc/tntencABrown&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-4500369061009127985?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/4500369061009127985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=4500369061009127985' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/4500369061009127985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/4500369061009127985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/06/please-help-andy-brown.html' title='Please Help Andy Brown!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RmaFzkQYuAI/AAAAAAAAANc/c7bWRM4oAFQ/s72-c/andy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-7633269435569894969</id><published>2007-05-29T20:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T16:59:29.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Other Touristy Stuff</title><content type='html'>Another day we rented a taxi and went all over Nairobi doing touristy stuff. First we went to this famous bead place called Kazuri, which means “beautiful, small things” in Swahili. Women handmake these beautiful beads. They also make pottery. We got to see the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here the women are molding beads out of clay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070146997097516514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RlzH1MECzeI/AAAAAAAAAME/93CLrrQmbgI/s320/making_beads.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they cook the beads and paint them and cook them again. Here are some finished beads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070147001392483826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RlzH1cECzfI/AAAAAAAAAMM/eYvZUNyePUM/s320/finished_beads.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finished beads are turned into jewelry and shipped all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After visiting Kazuri we went to the Elephant Orphanage. The orphanage finds baby elephants that have been abandoned by their mothers and brings them to the center to rehabilitate them and then reintroduce them into the wild. Once a day they let visitors come and see the babies and hear about how they take care of the babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The youngest babies were 5 months old. They were very playful and kept escaping their roped off pen and coming into the crowd to make friends with the guests! Here the speaker explains that the babies need to wear these blankets to stay warm. In the next picture, a baby is drinking water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070148002119863938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RlzIvsECzoI/AAAAAAAAANU/Fr891lNccj4/s320/elephants_with_speaker.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070147478133853762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RlzIRMECzkI/AAAAAAAAAM0/J7ESZskDBKw/s320/baby_with_water.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, they brought out the older babies. These elephants were between one and two years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070147486723788402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RlzIRsECznI/AAAAAAAAANM/rRFc8j59H_c/s320/elephant_line.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had to feed them with bottles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070147482428821074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RlzIRcECzlI/AAAAAAAAAM8/A8vRAZNStRE/s320/elephant_drinking_milk.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070147482428821090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RlzIRcECzmI/AAAAAAAAANE/_ZWfQYwZxik/s320/elephant_eating.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am with the elephants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070147005687451170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RlzH1sECziI/AAAAAAAAAMk/VBuky7cv-pY/s320/me_and_elephant.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing the elephants, we went to Limuru, Kenya to a tea plantation. We were feed a huge meal (that included fresh raspberries and homemade ice cream for dessert!) and then were given a tour of the plantation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the farmhouse and tea plantation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070147473838886450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RlzIQ8ECzjI/AAAAAAAAAMs/--pazWLurLo/s320/farmhouse.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070147001392483842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RlzH1cECzgI/AAAAAAAAAMU/ddBxbJy7DZQ/s320/tea_plantation.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned a lot about how tea is grown and even managed to drink an entire glass of hot tea (which is quite an accomplishment as I absolutely hate tea!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the house, there was a family of monkeys that hung out on the roof hoping to be fed. They were quite entertaining to watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070147005687451154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RlzH1sECzhI/AAAAAAAAAMc/KTjES2z1cls/s320/monkeys_on_roof.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had quite a fun trip to Kenya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-7633269435569894969?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/7633269435569894969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=7633269435569894969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/7633269435569894969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/7633269435569894969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/05/other-touristy-stuff.html' title='Other Touristy Stuff'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RlzH1MECzeI/AAAAAAAAAME/93CLrrQmbgI/s72-c/making_beads.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-3572535120725476174</id><published>2007-05-29T20:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T20:38:06.375-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Giraffe Center</title><content type='html'>One day we were able to meet up with my friend from home, Becka Dutton. She is volunteering at a school about two hours outside of Nairobi and was able to come to the city to visit me! She helped us maneuver the public transport and we went to the Giraffe Center. At the Giraffe Center you can feed the giraffes! They are friendly as long as you are paying attention to them; one giraffe head-butted Becka because she stopped feeding her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s Becka feeding a giraffe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070145910470790562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RlzG18ECzaI/AAAAAAAAALk/Z1QmK647zFU/s320/becka_and_giraffe%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070145914765757890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RlzG2MECzcI/AAAAAAAAAL0/PBTLzkG40sY/s320/feeding_giraffes.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got up close and personal with Daisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070145910470790578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RlzG18ECzbI/AAAAAAAAALs/Ur65eSWJtWI/s320/close_up_giraffe.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone ever kissed a giraffe? I have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070145923355692498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RlzG2sECzdI/AAAAAAAAAL8/y0qt5XVwI4A/s320/kissing_giraffe.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-3572535120725476174?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/3572535120725476174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=3572535120725476174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/3572535120725476174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/3572535120725476174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/05/giraffe-center.html' title='Giraffe Center'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RlzG18ECzaI/AAAAAAAAALk/Z1QmK647zFU/s72-c/becka_and_giraffe%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-8820590369841929560</id><published>2007-05-29T20:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T20:34:43.611-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenya!</title><content type='html'>After Women’s Conference, Kelly, Crystal, and I stayed in Nairobi for a few days to vacation. Here are some pictures of the sights around Kenya. Look at how green everything is compared to Botswana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070145184621317474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RlzGLsECzWI/AAAAAAAAALE/xJ3b2xPy3Mo/s320/kenya_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070145184621317490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RlzGLsECzXI/AAAAAAAAALM/xci_qIn3DYQ/s320/kenya_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070145188916284802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RlzGL8ECzYI/AAAAAAAAALU/LNiXXINqAUo/s320/kenya_plains.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070145188916284818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RlzGL8ECzZI/AAAAAAAAALc/ocFkEqLoh_g/s320/nairobi.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-8820590369841929560?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/8820590369841929560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=8820590369841929560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/8820590369841929560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/8820590369841929560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/05/kenya.html' title='Kenya!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RlzGLsECzWI/AAAAAAAAALE/xJ3b2xPy3Mo/s72-c/kenya_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-2566285330628225297</id><published>2007-05-29T20:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T20:31:46.729-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Women's Retreat</title><content type='html'>At the beginning of May, the CESA region (Central, Eastern, and Southern Africa) had a women’s retreat in Kenya. It was a fun time to meet women who are serving all over Africa! Our speaker was Cynthia Heald, a Christian author, and she talked about contentment. We participated in group worship, workshops, and other fun activities like going to Nairobi for the famous Masai market and having a banquet in which you dressed in the traditional clothing of your people group. Unfortunately, my camera was broken so I don’t have many pictures of the meeting, but here’s one of Brackenhurst International Center where the conference was held.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070144789484326226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RlzF0sECzVI/AAAAAAAAAK8/lMVoIj--Syw/s320/brackenhurst%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-2566285330628225297?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/2566285330628225297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=2566285330628225297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/2566285330628225297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/2566285330628225297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/05/womens-retreat.html' title='Women&apos;s Retreat'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RlzF0sECzVI/AAAAAAAAAK8/lMVoIj--Syw/s72-c/brackenhurst%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-7691970662272848640</id><published>2007-04-27T09:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T09:13:48.992-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A couple of prayer requests...</title><content type='html'>Pray for the women of the CESA region as we travel on Tuesday to a women’s conference in Kenya .  I will be in Kenya for almost 2 weeks!  Pray that this would be a time of spiritual refreshment and fun fellowship with the women in the region.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for the Operation HIV team as we are gone.  Pray that they would continue/start the Bible studies with some of the people that were tested for HIV.  Pray also that the True Love Waits Clubs at the schools would start okay without us.  (The students begin their 2nd term next week while we’re away.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-7691970662272848640?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/7691970662272848640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=7691970662272848640' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/7691970662272848640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/7691970662272848640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/04/couple-of-prayer-requests.html' title='A couple of prayer requests...'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-8694944657950511483</id><published>2007-04-27T09:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T09:15:12.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I got bumped…well, I did the bumping…</title><content type='html'>They don’t call them car crashes in Palapye. When you are in an accident you say, “We bumped.” That’s what happened to me last Saturday. I was in my first car accident ever. I was driving down the tar road and at an intersection another truck ran the stop sign and I crashed into the side of his vehicle. It was quite scary but God protected me! I was not hurt, but just sore for a few days afterwards. The family of three in the other vehicle all sustained minor injuries and were released from the hospital shortly afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The accident itself proved to be quite a cultural experience. Immediately people showed up to help the other family get to hospital. Figuring the police would need to see what happened, I left the car in the middle of the road while I and about 50 onlookers (that came out of nowhere) waited at least a half hour for them to show up. The first thing the police officer said to me was, “Why is your car still in the road? Move it!” However, we still had to wait for a tow truck to show up so the car could actually be moved because the front half was smooshed in and it couldn’t be driven. Then I had to go to the police station and give a statement (which really was me just signing a paper because the police officer never really asked me what happened). On Monday, I had to go to the Ministry of Road Transport where the car had been towed. Some people inspected both vehicles and then the officer sat me and the driver of the other vehicle down to charge one of us with the guilt. Luckily during his “investigation” the police officer discovered that the other driver was at fault and fined him 200 pula. (Typing it out, it sounds like a rather simple process, but we were at Transport for several hours waiting for things to happen.) And still I can’t pick up the accident report so they can begin to get the car fixed until the guy pays the fine…and who knows when that will happen? I just have to keep physically going and checking at Transport because I’m told there’s no where for me to call to find out. Fun times. Dealing with the police is not my favorite thing to do…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, I’m so thankful for how wonderful my missionary family and church family in Palapye was after the accident! It was such a comfort to know that I was being prayed for and checked on (the Batswana always visit the homes of people that are sick or hurt, so I had quite a few guests coming and checking on me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So…here’s the damage to the vehicle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058094455947154242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RjH2G9caU0I/AAAAAAAAAKk/Fl4IOzate3c/s320/car_pic.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-8694944657950511483?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/8694944657950511483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=8694944657950511483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/8694944657950511483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/8694944657950511483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-got-bumpedwell-i-did-bumping.html' title='I got bumped…well, I did the bumping…'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RjH2G9caU0I/AAAAAAAAAKk/Fl4IOzate3c/s72-c/car_pic.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-2520257242394495983</id><published>2007-04-20T22:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T22:18:07.025-04:00</updated><title type='text'>AMTM 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This past week we had our annual mission team meeting in Rustenburg, South Africa. Missionaries from our Zimtswana Cluster, which includes missionaries from Zimbabwe, Botswana, and South Africa, and the Angola Cluster met together to be trained in a fairly new evangelism and discipleship tool called T4T or Training for Trainers. The idea is to start groups and train members to start their own groups to train members to start their own groups, etc. We practiced several stories and learned how to develop our own version of “Creation to Christ” (a 10-15 minute gospel presentation using stories from creation to Christ) incorporating stories that will speak to the issues our specific people groups deals with. I can’t wait to try some of this T4T stuff with a group of my former students!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were given the opportunity to go out into the squatter camp called Freedom Park in Rustenburg and witness to the people there. I will try to get a picture of the squatter camp to post eventually, but it’s amazing how many people in tin shacks you can fit into one area! These are people coming from all over southern Africa to work mainly in the mines. My partner and I were able to talk with men from Mozambique and a Xhosa woman, but the language barrier proved to be a difficult thing for me. After about 2 minutes I run out of all the phrases I know how to speak in Setswana! But what an amazing opportunity for ministry the missionaries from Rustenburg have in these camps. There are already a few T4T groups going! Please pray for missionaries John and Jennifer Putman and Journeyman Stacy Carter and Kristy Burgess as they work in Rustenburg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had some time for cutthroat mission competition! All the missionaries were divided into tribes to participate in games in order to win a big box of American food, CDs, DVDs, and more! Unfortunately my team Bluzungu didn’t win, but it was still fun to see crazy things like this! Missionaries Tim Cearley and Dennis Janz try to pass a cheerio on a toothpick to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055699299732017666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RilzuhO30gI/AAAAAAAAAKU/P9L9X6aKzHo/s320/cheerios.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The annual Journeymen picture! (top row from left to right: Stacy, Kristy, Lyndee, Carmel, Me; bottom row: Shawna, Crystal, Kelly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055699304026984978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RilzuxO30hI/AAAAAAAAAKc/t2qY63kZaYc/s320/jmen.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the best AMTM ever! (Never mind, that I’ve only been to one other…) It was an amazing time of spiritual refreshment, training, and fellowship with other missionaries. I am going to miss my mission family so much when I leave Botswana later this year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-2520257242394495983?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/2520257242394495983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=2520257242394495983' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/2520257242394495983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/2520257242394495983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/04/amtm-2007.html' title='AMTM 2007'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RilzuhO30gI/AAAAAAAAAKU/P9L9X6aKzHo/s72-c/cheerios.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-6482871879481397947</id><published>2007-04-20T22:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T22:19:20.825-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lion Park</title><content type='html'>Before our annual missions meeting we went to Johannesburg to relax a little. While there we decided to go to the Lion Park. The lions are not tame, but they are in cages in which you can drive your car around. The lions will come right up to the car! Check out these close-ups!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055698067076403618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RilymxO30aI/AAAAAAAAAJk/OOBCOYjBudk/s320/lion_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055698071371370930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RilynBO30bI/AAAAAAAAAJs/ZiBCXc5OQYI/s320/lion_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055698071371370946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RilynBO30cI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ZMeB5t0wFZ4/s320/lion_3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also got to pet baby lions! Aren’t they adorable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055698384903983570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rily5RO30dI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/fee9rMIl5_c/s320/petting_lion.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check me out feeding this giraffe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055698500868100578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RilzABO30eI/AAAAAAAAAKE/H1X57S9rBlA/s320/feeding_giraffe.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ostrich was a little trickier to feed. He comes at you so quickly with the open beak! He bit both Kelly and Crystal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055698638307054066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RilzIBO30fI/AAAAAAAAAKM/6uOOooq9kjU/s320/ostrich.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-6482871879481397947?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/6482871879481397947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=6482871879481397947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/6482871879481397947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/6482871879481397947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/04/lion-park.html' title='Lion Park'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RilymxO30aI/AAAAAAAAAJk/OOBCOYjBudk/s72-c/lion_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-4672574926609022255</id><published>2007-04-20T22:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T22:09:10.232-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Baptism!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;On Easter Sunday we had a baptism service! It’s beginning to get cold here and the water had been sitting overnight in the baptismal pool; the conditions made for one of the most amusing baptism services that I’ve ever been to. Almost everyone cried out in shock as they entered the cold water and there were plenty of humorous faces made while in the water. Nonetheless, we rejoiced with eight new believers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s T-Boy as he comes up out of the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055697465780982162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RilyDxO30ZI/AAAAAAAAAJc/9NaPG94Ewm4/s320/t_boy%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-4672574926609022255?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/4672574926609022255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=4672574926609022255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/4672574926609022255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/4672574926609022255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/04/easter-baptism.html' title='Easter Baptism!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RilyDxO30ZI/AAAAAAAAAJc/9NaPG94Ewm4/s72-c/t_boy%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-6060658142074102656</id><published>2007-04-20T22:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T22:07:16.197-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Kelly!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Following in our tradition of themed dinner parties to celebrate birthdays in Palapye, on April 6 we had a “fashion-forward” dinner party for Kelly’s 30th birthday! Shawna was able to join us from Lobatse. Here’s some pictures from the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly gets ready to blow out the candles on cake #2. That morning I had baked an American FUNFETTI cake and left it on the counter. During the day our dog Jabu somehow got into the house and ate the entire thing! I was so angry!!!! It was FUNFETTI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055696555247915362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RilxOxO30WI/AAAAAAAAAJE/AENEjFmpeUw/s320/cake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all pose in our “fashion-forward” outfits.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055696825830855042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RilxehO30YI/AAAAAAAAAJU/2Tn8VrsApFU/s320/fashion.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-6060658142074102656?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/6060658142074102656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=6060658142074102656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/6060658142074102656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/6060658142074102656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-birthday-kelly.html' title='Happy Birthday Kelly!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RilxOxO30WI/AAAAAAAAAJE/AENEjFmpeUw/s72-c/cake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-6589065387716517338</id><published>2007-04-06T10:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T10:15:58.227-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to the Big City!</title><content type='html'>The last weekend in March we took a trip to Gaborone with our friends Pere and Gofaone. These girls had been asked to train members of three churches in prayerwalking then the members were going to prayerwalk an area of Gaborone called Broadhurst. They were extremely nervous about teaching people from the city but were excited about the opportunity to share some of the information that we’ve been learning in our Operation HIV training sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went down to Gabs a day early and took the girls to see/do some of our favorite things in the city. We ate at Debonairs (a pizza place) and went to see a movie (Dreamgirls). This was the first time the girls had ever been to a movie in the theater, so we had to take a picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050317387844928866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RhZU6BF5xWI/AAAAAAAAAIs/eT-P9PGG69g/s320/movie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was also the first time the girls rode an escalator! It was quite amusing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day Pere and Gofaone trained about 30 people in prayerwalking and then we participated in prayerwalking Broadhurst. The girls did an amazing job! We were so proud of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050317392139896178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RhZU6RF5xXI/AAAAAAAAAI0/49q8qzoOmMU/s320/pere_teaching.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050317396434863490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RhZU6hF5xYI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oGxpuFmJNrw/s320/gofaone_teaching.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-6589065387716517338?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/6589065387716517338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=6589065387716517338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/6589065387716517338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/6589065387716517338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/04/trip-to-big-city.html' title='Trip to the Big City!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RhZU6BF5xWI/AAAAAAAAAIs/eT-P9PGG69g/s72-c/movie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-2102763331722399484</id><published>2007-04-06T09:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T10:03:24.749-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Purity Weekend!</title><content type='html'>A couple weekends ago we were asked to help out at a youth retreat in Gabs for missionary kids and other international students. Crystal and I rode the bus down to Gabs and met up with the youth at Mokolodi Game Reserve. The theme of the weekend was purity; we watched several video segments by Pam Stencil (a Christian speaker on abstinence) and then had breakout sessions. The youth had also put together a praise band! It was a lot of fun to get to spend some time with the MKs and their friends. (I had forgotten how late American teens like to stay up…and how loud they are! Haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s some pictures from the game drive we went on…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MK Kayla and I enjoy our game drive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050314849519256898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RhZSmRF5xUI/AAAAAAAAAIc/xzq47q3dQFg/s320/kayla_and_em.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw my first cheetah! So you can’t tell, but he’s actually in a cage…maybe one day I’ll see one in the wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050314853814224210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RhZSmhF5xVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/s_E9TdrQgro/s320/cheetah.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-2102763331722399484?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/2102763331722399484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=2102763331722399484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/2102763331722399484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/2102763331722399484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/04/purity-weekend.html' title='Purity Weekend!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RhZSmRF5xUI/AAAAAAAAAIc/xzq47q3dQFg/s72-c/kayla_and_em.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-7895432379598149898</id><published>2007-03-23T22:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T23:00:55.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you know your status?</title><content type='html'>We are trying to encourage all of the members of Operation HIV to get tested before the next testing day at the church, that way they can help out instead of standing in line all day. So Crystal and I went with some of our fellow team members to get tested at Tebelopele. Now I can say I know exactly how someone feels as they are getting testing and waiting for their results! Even though I knew that I should have nothing to worry about, I still found myself nervous as I entered into the Tebelopele building that day…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First you have to go through pre-counseling where a qualified counselor explains the process of getting tested and talks about HIV and what getting a positive or negative result means. She gives you a card with a number (that looks a like a tiny passport) to help with anonymity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next you go into a lab where they prick your finger and you bleed onto a card and this plastic piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you wait for 15 minutes for your results to show up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a counselor calls you into a room to show you your stick and little plastic piece. If it has one line then you are HIV negative; if it has two lines, then you are HIV positive. You talk about your results with the counselor and discuss the next steps. If you like, you can get your tiny passport stamped with your results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I hold up my passport! I’m HIV negative!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045320207660821650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RgST_2O5LJI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/xukUMNRldQI/s320/i_m_negative_.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here Cecilia, Crystal, Pere, and I all hold up our negative results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045320203365854338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RgST_mO5LII/AAAAAAAAAII/9PNxj6RXyDY/s320/4_negatives.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Our next steps? Keep abstaining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-7895432379598149898?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/7895432379598149898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=7895432379598149898' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/7895432379598149898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/7895432379598149898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/03/do-you-know-your-status.html' title='Do you know your status?'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RgST_2O5LJI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/xukUMNRldQI/s72-c/i_m_negative_.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-1575098648788874743</id><published>2007-03-23T22:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T23:02:00.145-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HIV Testing Day at Palapye Baptist Church!</title><content type='html'>Thank you so much for your prayers for our first HIV testing day at Palapye Baptist Church on March 18th. The day was eventful and, of course, nothing like we planned or hoped, but we are positive the Lord is going to do amazing things regardless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had roughly 100 people show up to get tested for HIV (not counting our own church members), however, Tebelopele, the organization doing the testing, only sent one counselor. Because of this, unfortunately only 20 people were able to get tested. It was a surprise and a disappointment to all of us, but I was so impressed how our church and team handled the situation. The members of Palapye Baptist that wanted to get tested gave up their spots to allow the visitors to test first. The team kept busy talking to visitors, handing out squash (a kind of drink like Kool-Aid) and chips, and signing people up to have Operation HIV visit them in their homes and share Bible stories there. We were able to explain to those wanting to get tested the problem and most agreed to come back for another day of testing that will hopefully take place sometime in April. Even though the day didn’t go exactly like we desired most people had very positive comments about the church and said they would like to come back and visit sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045319181163637842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RgSTEGO5LFI/AAAAAAAAAHw/HoAuCRixcbc/s320/tebelopele_lady.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The lady from Tebelopele gives instructions to the group waiting to be tested.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045319185458605170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RgSTEWO5LHI/AAAAAAAAAIA/IOV8D_0jZsI/s320/list_discussion.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Gofaone, Crystal, Pere, and Tumisang discuss visiting people from the list of names we received.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045319172573703234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RgSTDmO5LEI/AAAAAAAAAHo/rdHm3Fq41Pk/s320/results.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This lady was very excited about her results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045319181163637858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RgSTEGO5LGI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ysjHHzjm9a4/s320/Op_HIV_team.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here’s our entire Operation HIV in our fancy Operation HIV t-shirts and badges!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-1575098648788874743?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/1575098648788874743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=1575098648788874743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/1575098648788874743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/1575098648788874743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/03/hiv-testing-day-at-palapye-baptist.html' title='HIV Testing Day at Palapye Baptist Church!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RgSTEGO5LFI/AAAAAAAAAHw/HoAuCRixcbc/s72-c/tebelopele_lady.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-8709002570864565768</id><published>2007-03-13T23:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T23:19:06.542-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THE SHIRT</title><content type='html'>After living in Africa for a while I began to notice that a particular shirt was awfully popular for African males. At first I thought it was perhaps just a shirt that Batswana men enjoy, but as I have traveled around southern Africa there have been shirt sightings in Botswana, Mozambique, Zimbabwe, and South Africa. One day in Francistown we counted 12 different men wearing the shirt. This has led us to conclude that this shirt is indeed the most popular African shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at several different shirt sightings (in some of the pictures you may have to look very closely):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041611844725180450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RfdnQtw_CCI/AAAAAAAAAG4/dnozVIYp7fI/s320/2_gas_station_shirt.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041611844725180466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RfdnQtw_CDI/AAAAAAAAAHA/LQTkyXUUpMw/s320/3_shirt_in_joburg.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041611840430213138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RfdnQdw_CBI/AAAAAAAAAGw/mGtbitvHUeA/s320/1_the_shirt.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041612042293676098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RfdncNw_CEI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Mf1biqxVV-c/s320/4_shirt_at_pizza_place.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041612042293676130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RfdncNw_CGI/AAAAAAAAAHY/MEEe765xz5o/s320/6_shirt_at_restaurant.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone care to buy a shirt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041612046588643442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rfdncdw_CHI/AAAAAAAAAHg/e3Np7vab16w/s320/7_many_shirts.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t resist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041612042293676114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RfdncNw_CFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6bi9bMj31rU/s320/5_me_in_shirt.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-8709002570864565768?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/8709002570864565768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=8709002570864565768' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/8709002570864565768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/8709002570864565768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/03/shirt.html' title='THE SHIRT'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RfdnQtw_CCI/AAAAAAAAAG4/dnozVIYp7fI/s72-c/2_gas_station_shirt.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-805657050473837321</id><published>2007-03-13T23:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T23:07:14.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Women's Meeting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Our church has just begun a women’s group. We had our first big meeting a few Saturdays ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s a picture of the women’s meeting about 20 minutes after it was supposed to have begun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041610143918131154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rfdlttw_B9I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/IZ4EN_akPXE/s320/3_empty_room.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing to which we’ve had to adjust is that nothing starts on time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041611028681394178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RfdmhNw_CAI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Th0c13IcPD0/s320/4_crystal_and_fan.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here Crystal tries to keep cool by standing in front of the fan while we wait. For those of you that are curious, yes, it still is ridiculously hot here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the meeting began, it was really nice. The theme was praise and worship and we enjoyed a time of singing and fellowshipping together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s some of the youth girls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041610148213098466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rfdlt9w_B-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/Cgq3gmebGoM/s320/1_women_s_meeting_group.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is our friend Cecilia with Crystal. Lately Cecilia has been having trouble with her heart. She is currently on blood thinning medicines in an effort to help her heart pump the blood better. Please be in prayer for her as she visits the doctor again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041610148213098482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rfdlt9w_B_I/AAAAAAAAAGg/fb2ZrLzKwSE/s320/2_cecilia_and_crystal.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-805657050473837321?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/805657050473837321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=805657050473837321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/805657050473837321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/805657050473837321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/03/womens-meeting.html' title='Women&apos;s Meeting'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rfdlttw_B9I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/IZ4EN_akPXE/s72-c/3_empty_room.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-3524192123621077757</id><published>2007-03-13T22:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T23:23:13.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An exciting outing…</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rfdkgtw_B8I/AAAAAAAAAGI/4k0bPhsKJwI/s1600-h/2_kitso_and_nomsa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041608821068203970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rfdkgtw_B8I/AAAAAAAAAGI/4k0bPhsKJwI/s320/2_kitso_and_nomsa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of Kitso and Nomsa. These girls used to live in Palapye but have now moved near Mahalapye (about an hour or so away). We decided one Saturday to take a group of our friends to go visit these girls to see how they were doing. We were leaving Kitso’s house in the truck and suddenly heard the sound of crushing metal. When we pulled the truck up we realized that we had hit the water pipes and water was uncontrollably spraying from the pipes. It’s Africa, so everyone walking by tried to help and after much tugging on pipes and numerous people getting soaked, the water became a small trickle. The family was really nice about it even though they were going to have to wait until Monday to get it fixed! We were simultaneously embarrassed and amused…but like I said it’s Africa…crazy things like this seem to happen and no one really cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s a picture of some of the group that went on our crazy outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041608816773236658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rfdkgdw_B7I/AAAAAAAAAGA/2hugGZF8t6s/s320/1_mahalapye.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-3524192123621077757?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/3524192123621077757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=3524192123621077757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/3524192123621077757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/3524192123621077757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/03/exciting-outing.html' title='An exciting outing…'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rfdkgtw_B8I/AAAAAAAAAGI/4k0bPhsKJwI/s72-c/2_kitso_and_nomsa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-6018098254152794238</id><published>2007-03-13T22:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T22:55:38.497-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine’s Day Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A week or so after Valentine’s Day we hosted a girls’ party at our house. We played games, made this lovely Valentine’s Day craft (the heart baskets some of the girls are holding), and watched a girly movie. One of the games we played was “White Elephant.” The girls hated it and told us that we could never play it again! Haha. Here’s a group picture from the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041608267017422754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RfdkAdw_B6I/AAAAAAAAAF4/DVjChQx4E6E/s320/1_v_day.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-6018098254152794238?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/6018098254152794238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=6018098254152794238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/6018098254152794238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/6018098254152794238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/03/valentines-day-party.html' title='Valentine’s Day Party'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RfdkAdw_B6I/AAAAAAAAAF4/DVjChQx4E6E/s72-c/1_v_day.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-7861107367376595557</id><published>2007-03-13T22:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T23:20:52.381-04:00</updated><title type='text'>White Water Rafting Pictures!</title><content type='html'>Remember way back in November when I went white water rafting on the Zambezi River? Well here are some pictures from rafting (finally)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s our fearless rafting crew with our guide Dougee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041606445951289186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RfdiWdw_B2I/AAAAAAAAAFY/_vreTvDs8NI/s320/1_entire_raft.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s our view of Vic Falls from the raft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041606609160046450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rfdif9w_B3I/AAAAAAAAAFg/eQvBTP1YrK0/s320/2_vic_falls_from_raft.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw this dead crocodile before hitting any rapids…ominous sign?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041606733714098050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RfdinNw_B4I/AAAAAAAAAFo/ZbdYbE36BvI/s320/4_dead_croc.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacie, Crystal, Shawna and I swim in the Zambezi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041607339304486802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RfdjKdw_B5I/AAAAAAAAAFw/kFFaos2rZzc/s320/3_us_in_water.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-7861107367376595557?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/7861107367376595557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=7861107367376595557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/7861107367376595557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/7861107367376595557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/03/white-water-rafting-pictures.html' title='White Water Rafting Pictures!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RfdiWdw_B2I/AAAAAAAAAFY/_vreTvDs8NI/s72-c/1_entire_raft.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-7817661269703763429</id><published>2007-02-21T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T22:11:43.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’m sorry I haven’t updated my blog in forever! Things have been kind of crazy in Botswana lately. After getting back from Prayer Retreat in January, we began to implement our new version of Operation HIV. At first, things seemed to be going fantastically—doors seemed to be opening wide for us to be involved in the schools again and for our church to partner with the government home-based care program. Lately, this has not been the case…we can only attribute this to spiritual warfare. The schools are being difficult in allowing us to actually begin the new abstinence clubs they said they wanted us to do! The government home-based care program now refuses to allow our church to volunteer! The plans that we had made to organize a free t-shirt incentive for the HIV testing day at our church fell through! (Praise God this problem has since been fixed!) I could go on and on about several other problems we’ve been encountering lately, but I won’t. Please be in prayer for Operation HIV. It is obvious that Satan doesn’t want this ministry to succeed. We are just so thankful for our amazing team of nationals who are still so excited about the program and are fervently praying for the ministry. Pray that we will not be discouraged by these obstacles but continue to persevere in the implementation of Operation HIV. Pray that God would continue to burden our hearts for the people of Palapye, especially those suffering from HIV/AIDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been able to have several successful training sessions lately. We talked about how to prayerwalk, different ways to share your faith, how to chronological Bible story, how to lead and plan a school assembly, and more! Here are some pictures from our training sessions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034189071108433506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rd0ISbOSZmI/AAAAAAAAADw/tFs_9mZeWec/s320/1_Kelly_training.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034189075403400818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rd0ISrOSZnI/AAAAAAAAAD4/_7Y4b26OIqI/s320/2_members_listening.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We have also been up to Francistown to visit our missionary friends the Carruthers. At the beginning of January we were able to assist them with a volunteer team from Georgia . Along with the team, we visited people’s homes to assess their openness to having a seeker-type Bible study meet in their homes. We were able to have many great spiritual conversations with the Batswana we visited. Missionary Kelly Carruthers has been able to use this information to start several new bible studies in the last month! We visited the Carruthers again for the Super Bowl and their daughter Kayla’s 14th birthday. We didn’t have any candles so Kayla pretends using our fingers as the candles (a little trick I learned from the Upshaw family!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034189479130326658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rd0IqLOSZoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/VjJsngKTIWw/s320/3_Kayla_s_birthday.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a chance a couple weeks ago to escape some of our busy-ness and go to the nearby Rhino Sanctuary. There is nothing more beautiful than seeing the sun set while watching a herd of zebra play next to the watering hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034189685288756882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rd0I2LOSZpI/AAAAAAAAAEI/xX0_DSgAYcE/s320/4_rhino_sanctuary.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we’ve had some time to hang out with the kids at the church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034189827022677666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rd0I-bOSZqI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/u7djeGbXekg/s320/5_kids.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please continue to be in prayer for Operation HIV and the ministries at Palapye Baptist Church. Also please pray for the Baptist Mission of Botswana. Last weekend we met for almost two days to talk about how we can best reach the Tswana people of Botswana. We are meeting again in a couple of weeks. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-7817661269703763429?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/7817661269703763429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=7817661269703763429' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/7817661269703763429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/7817661269703763429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-sorry-i-havent-updated-my-blog-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/Rd0ISbOSZmI/AAAAAAAAADw/tFs_9mZeWec/s72-c/1_Kelly_training.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-6420677859161579797</id><published>2007-01-13T12:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T12:19:01.857-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Children's Party</title><content type='html'>Before we left for Mozambique, we helped out with the children's party at church. The kids got small gifts, cards, candy canes, and lots of food. Just look at this little girl stuffing her face with cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019564764349955154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RakTjvIlfFI/AAAAAAAAACw/fgVJhvfNAlA/s320/9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here's a picture of our friends Gofaone and Pere that was taken at the party. These two girls are an amazing example to the younger youth and children. They help us out in every way imaginable. Their friendship is a big blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019564764349955170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RakTjvIlfGI/AAAAAAAAAC4/QAV2daNh8TE/s320/10.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-6420677859161579797?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/6420677859161579797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=6420677859161579797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/6420677859161579797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/6420677859161579797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/01/childrens-party.html' title='Children&apos;s Party'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RakTjvIlfFI/AAAAAAAAACw/fgVJhvfNAlA/s72-c/9.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-1092396485122950800</id><published>2007-01-13T12:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T12:12:58.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fake Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Monday, December 18, we had "fake Christmas"!  We cooked a big meal (including a turkey) and opened all our presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we get the turkey ready for cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RakSH_IlfCI/AAAAAAAAACM/hr1epWeQLKM/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019563188096957474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RakSH_IlfCI/AAAAAAAAACM/hr1epWeQLKM/s320/6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's our Christmas feast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RakSIPIlfDI/AAAAAAAAACU/hYdtpEnBSk0/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019563192391924786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RakSIPIlfDI/AAAAAAAAACU/hYdtpEnBSk0/s320/7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are decorating Christmas cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RakSIPIlfEI/AAAAAAAAACc/wvBF1kdT78E/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019563192391924802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RakSIPIlfEI/AAAAAAAAACc/wvBF1kdT78E/s320/8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks so much to everyone who sent me Christmas cards or gifts!  I really appreciate everything you all do for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-1092396485122950800?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/1092396485122950800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=1092396485122950800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/1092396485122950800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/1092396485122950800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/01/fake-christmas.html' title='Fake Christmas!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RakSH_IlfCI/AAAAAAAAACM/hr1epWeQLKM/s72-c/6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-8366427633004960658</id><published>2007-01-13T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T11:47:27.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baptism and Kid’s Pageant</title><content type='html'>So here are a few pictures of some things that happened before we left for vacation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, December 17, Palapye Baptist Church had baptism. Six people were baptized including two of the boys from the children's ministry, Bebeto and Otsetswe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019557544509930514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RakM_fIlfBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zLVqLQF7CbI/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bebeto gets baptized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RakJ0_Ile8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/MO4DYrPH68I/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019554065586420674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RakJ0_Ile8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/MO4DYrPH68I/s320/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also that morning the children put on a children's pageant. Many of the kids can't speak English, but they proudly memorized their lines and delivered them perfectly. They even had costumes! Gofaone, Pere, Tsholfelo, and Leslie planned the program all by themselves! It's very encouraging to see the nationals take this initiative!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary, Joseph, and the donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RakJ0_Ile9I/AAAAAAAAABE/b5qS77zGf0k/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019554065586420690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RakJ0_Ile9I/AAAAAAAAABE/b5qS77zGf0k/s320/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wisemen and King Herod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RakJ1PIle-I/AAAAAAAAABM/HqPJw_XAM8M/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019554069881388002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RakJ1PIle-I/AAAAAAAAABM/HqPJw_XAM8M/s320/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Whole Group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019556513717779458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RakMDfIlfAI/AAAAAAAAABc/oq4WxgaIS4o/s320/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-8366427633004960658?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/8366427633004960658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=8366427633004960658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/8366427633004960658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/8366427633004960658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/01/baptism-and-kids-pageant.html' title='Baptism and Kid’s Pageant'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tq_C5rJRmfo/RakM_fIlfBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zLVqLQF7CbI/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-116777944485652700</id><published>2007-01-02T17:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T18:10:44.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Meat!</title><content type='html'>Today we hung out in Jo-burg and went to this restaurant called The Carnivore!  It specializes in game meat.  I ate ostrich, kudo, hemsbok, impala, warthog, crocodile, eland, lamb, pork, and chicken.  (That's a lot of meat).  Here the guy cuts me off a slab of meat!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/979044/carnivore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/470861/carnivore.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;It's always fun to ride hippos!  Don't let them mislead you...hippos are the deadliest African animals.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/330220/hippo%20riding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/299382/hippo%20riding.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/979044/carnivore.jpg"&gt;We also went to the Apartheid Museum.  I haven't been to a museum in forever!  Upon arriving, you were classified either white or non-white and had separate entrances.  I wish we had had more time there!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/123385/apartheid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/970750/apartheid.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow it's back to Palapye after a long and refreshing holiday away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-116777944485652700?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/116777944485652700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=116777944485652700' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116777944485652700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116777944485652700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/01/more-meat.html' title='More Meat!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-116777838281998657</id><published>2007-01-02T17:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T17:53:02.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>For New Year's the hip young single missionaries went to a place called Monte Casino.  There we enjoyed a lovely meal of meat.  We ate at a restaurant called The Meat Co.  Journeyman Nate tricked me into getting a piece of sirloin that weighed 500kg!! (ok, really only 500g...the metric system is so confusing!)  Here I am with my incredibly large piece of meat!  Yes, I ate the entire thing!  I love a challenge!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/354890/large%20meat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/38936/large%20meat.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is just too good not to put up!  (Kelly, Reema, and me)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/373168/kelly%20reema%20and%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/981832/kelly%20reema%20and%20me.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cool young single missionaries.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/63834/cool%20singles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/853038/cool%20singles.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-116777838281998657?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/116777838281998657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=116777838281998657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116777838281998657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116777838281998657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-116777782895564500</id><published>2007-01-02T17:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T17:43:48.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Retreat!</title><content type='html'>After Mozambique we went to Johannesburg for our cluster's annual Prayer Retreat.  It was a great time to be with other missionaries and hear their exciting stories about ministry all over Southern Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of missionaries and their kids playing crab soccer.  (The journeymen were in charge of games...haha). &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/742122/missionaries%20play%20crab%20soccer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/679667/missionaries%20play%20crab%20soccer.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also got to enjoy some of the other niceties of Johannesburg!  McDonald's is quite a treat!  (Never thought I'd say that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/610759/enjoying%20mcdonald%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/530431/enjoying%20mcdonald%27s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-116777782895564500?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/116777782895564500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=116777782895564500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116777782895564500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116777782895564500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/01/prayer-retreat.html' title='Prayer Retreat!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-116777729460178850</id><published>2007-01-02T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T17:34:55.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I like to spend some time in Mozambique...</title><content type='html'>After a long journey we arrived in Vilanculos, Mozambique.  Here's some random pictures from our vacation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the house that we stayed at in Vilanculos.  It was huge and absolutely gorgeous!  We even had our own private pool!  The only problem was that the power went out every night!  That's Africa for you... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/780722/house%20in%20vilanculos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/131140/house%20in%20vilanculos.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly, Crystal,  and I eat some stuffed crab.  We enjoyed a lot of seafood this week!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/289829/eating%20crab%20at%20ny%20pizza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/952013/eating%20crab%20at%20ny%20pizza.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One morning we got up really early and watched the sunrise.  The sun rises here at about 4:30am.  Needless to say, we all went back to bed afterwards.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/382107/watching%20the%20sunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/649179/watching%20the%20sunrise.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crystal and I pose in front of the beautiful Vilanculos beach.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/883586/crystal%20and%20em%20at%20vilanculos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/167948/crystal%20and%20em%20at%20vilanculos.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought 10 crabs for less than $2 (US) and decided to try our hand at cooking some seafood dishes.  We had some amazing crab casserole!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/804100/cooking%20crab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/931050/cooking%20crab.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day we went out to the "boat graveyard."  When the tide comes in,  all the boats are in water.  But during the day you can walk all around them.  Obviously this ship doesn't go anywhere.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/356261/stacie%20em%20and%20boat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/121053/stacie%20em%20and%20boat.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we cooked coconut shrimp and cajun seafood pasta.  It's a lot of work when you have to shred the coconut straight from a fresh coconut!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/674394/coconut%20shrimp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/513802/coconut%20shrimp.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-116777729460178850?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/116777729460178850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=116777729460178850' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116777729460178850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116777729460178850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-like-to-spend-some-time-in.html' title='I like to spend some time in Mozambique...'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-116777658578483285</id><published>2007-01-02T17:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T17:23:05.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day!</title><content type='html'>Christmas day we went out to Benguerra Island off the coast of Mozambique.  We hired a speedboat and spent some time on a deserted island and snorkeling.  We also got to see dolphins and look for pansy shells (sand dollars).  It was quite an untraditional Christmas!  That night we dressed up and went to eat seafood (of course)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snorkeling!  We saw tons of fish and even got to hold some weird sea creatures whose names I can't remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/593225/snorkeling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/709757/snorkeling.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tired Emily poses with the island in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/341867/emily%20with%20island.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/56245/emily%20with%20island.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The J-girls looking hot at Samara's for Christmas dinner!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/463517/group%20shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/840462/group%20shot.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-116777658578483285?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/116777658578483285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=116777658578483285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116777658578483285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116777658578483285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/01/christmas-day.html' title='Christmas Day!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-116777590156124162</id><published>2007-01-02T16:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T17:37:19.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tofu Beach!</title><content type='html'>After we left Vilanculos, we headed down the coast and went to another beach called Tofu beach.  Our residence was not quite as luxurious as in Vilanculos...we stayed in a backpackers lodge right on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tofu beach --the most beautiful beach in all of Mozambique!  Look at those waves!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/135640/tofu%20beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/579902/tofu%20beach.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The shack we stayed in at Tofu...yes, it's made out of reeds and no, that does not make it any cooler at night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/992772/shack%20at%20fatima.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/166265/shack%20at%20fatima.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crystal, Reema, and Shawna braved the waves and learned how to surf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/689049/surfing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/791710/surfing.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-116777590156124162?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/116777590156124162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=116777590156124162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116777590156124162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116777590156124162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/01/tofu-beach.html' title='Tofu Beach!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-116777490536423689</id><published>2007-01-02T16:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T16:55:06.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Africa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/395971/culture%20houses.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/668107/culture%20bus%20with%20stuff%20on%20top.jpg"&gt;For Christmas the Journeygirls went to Mozambique. Upon arrival we realized how different Mozambique was from our "westernized" Botswana. Mozambique is "real Africa"! Here are some interesting pictures we took along the journey to Vilanculos, Tofu, and Maputo.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/59122/culture%20stacie%20water%20jugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/92100/culture%20stacie%20water%20jugs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Women carry water jugs on their heads to get to water from the communal tap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/668107/culture%20bus%20with%20stuff%20on%20top.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/395971/culture%20houses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/737728/culture%20houses.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;Traditional Mozambique houses.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/668107/culture%20bus%20with%20stuff%20on%20top.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/751966/culture%20city.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/460603/culture%20city.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;People selling things everywhere on the side of the road.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/668107/culture%20bus%20with%20stuff%20on%20top.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/509998/culture%20bus%20with%20stuff%20on%20top.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Buses piled with luggage and other things...sometimes people...sometimes even goats!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-116777490536423689?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/116777490536423689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=116777490536423689' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116777490536423689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116777490536423689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2007/01/real-africa.html' title='Real Africa!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-116613095691474196</id><published>2006-12-14T16:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T16:15:56.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Requests!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoListBullet2" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;" lang="EN"&gt;My roommate Crystal Dabney had her tonsils removed Nov. 29.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Pray for her speedy recovery.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListBullet2" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;" lang="EN"&gt;My friend Nomsa’s mother passed away November 27.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The stress of her death caused Nomsa’s pregnant sister to go into labor early.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A month premature, the new baby boy is doing fine.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Please keep this family in your prayers during this difficult time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListBullet2" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;" lang="EN"&gt;Pray for Palapye Baptist.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As we integrate our program Operation HIV into the church and start new ministries pray that we can better respond to the HIV/AIDS crisis in our area and reach our community for Christ.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListBullet2" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;" lang="EN"&gt;Pray for our students that are on summer vacation right now.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Pray that they would continue to stay strong in their commitments to abstinence and that they would make wise decisions.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListBullet2" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;" lang="EN"&gt;Pray for safe travels and a relaxing time as the Journeymen in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Botswana&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; head to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Mozambique&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; for Christmas.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Pray for us and our families as we spend the holidays away from home.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-116613095691474196?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/116613095691474196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=116613095691474196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116613095691474196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116613095691474196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/12/prayer-requests.html' title='Prayer Requests!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-116613089303622773</id><published>2006-12-14T16:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T16:14:53.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays!</title><content type='html'>Take a look at our 25 pula Christmas tree!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/610761/christmas%20tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/143092/christmas%20tree.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We tried to decorate a little bit for Christmas.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Even the dogs are getting into the Christmas spirit!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/48404/lula%20christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/293354/lula%20christmas.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/542957/three%20dogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/52404/three%20dogs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-116613089303622773?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/116613089303622773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=116613089303622773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116613089303622773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116613089303622773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-116613054890242942</id><published>2006-12-14T12:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T16:09:08.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lula's Scare...</title><content type='html'>One day a couple weeks ago I was working on some things inside and Lula was playing with the other dogs Nina and Jabu outside.  When she came to the door her entire face was swollen like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/lula%20swollen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/672046/lula%20swollen.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We called the vet and then rushed her to the pharmacy to get her some steroids to stop the swelling.   She looked pitiful.  We still don't know what caused it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now she is doing much better...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/989057/lula%20posing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/742496/lula%20posing.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-116613054890242942?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/116613054890242942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=116613054890242942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116613054890242942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116613054890242942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/12/lulas-scare.html' title='Lula&apos;s Scare...'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-116429322682776968</id><published>2006-11-23T09:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T09:47:06.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getaway Zimbabwe 2006!</title><content type='html'>A couple weeks ago we were so blessed to have the privilege to visit &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Victoria Falls&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Zimbabwe&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; and stay at the beautiful Elephant Hills Resort.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Many of you that have talked to me recently know about the struggles we are having in the village currently.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The week before we went to Zim we didn’t have water for 5 straight days…and in the summer heat with no AC this makes for some miserable days.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We were excited about a vacation!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But the thing that made this vacation so special is that we were invited to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Vic&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Falls&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; by the Christian Hospitality Network. CHN is an association of Christian-owned inns that give rooms, rest and relaxation to pastor and foreign missionaries at little to no cost (ww.ChristianLodging.org).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Each year they sponsor a Getaway for missionaries; and we lucked out that this year’s getaway was in our region.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In addition to paying for all our meals and lodging, CHN gave each person vouchers to use on other activities like bungee jumping and white water rafting.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They also gave us so much free stuff like bags with goodies that we can’t get in Africa (chocolate chips!) and they had arranged for friends at home to write us encouraging letters that we received one night.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Thank you everyone who wrote me a letter!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They were so special!)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was such a blessing to be a part of this Getaway and it was great to meet other missionaries in the area!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So here’s what I did on my vacation:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On Tuesday, Crystal and I spent our time walking around town.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;First, we hiked out to the bridge that spans the gorge connecting &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Zimbabwe&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Zambia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You can walk across the bridge into &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Zambia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; to get a better view of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Zambezi&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;River&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; and the brave bungee jumpers.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We saw one guy jump off the bridge and even though we had no idea who he was I found myself getting nervous and my stomach knotting as he prepared.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We also spent some time in “No Man’s Land.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In the middle of the bridge there’s a strip of concrete that is considered neither &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Zimbabwe&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; nor &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Zambia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Here I stand in “No Man’s Land.”&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/993069/no%20man%27s%20land.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/479150/no%20man%27s%20land.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After hitting up &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Zambia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, we hiked out to the “Big Tree,” the largest baobab in southern &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/st1:place&gt;…possibly the world?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/769505/big%20tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/572602/big%20tree.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then we went to the market and spent the afternoon bargaining with the Zimbabweans.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am amassing quite a collection of African curios, but you always seem to come away from the market with more than you wanted because it was “such a great deal!”&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/446382/market.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/228463/market.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the afternoon, Crystal and I met up with Kelly and Shawna (who had been jumping across the gorge on various ziplines and cables all morning).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We went into the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Victoria Falls&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;National Park&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; to view the Falls.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is the end of the dry season, so there is considerably less water in the falls than there was in July when I went with my family.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The Zambian end of the falls is so dry that picnickers hike across the top of it and picnic on the islands.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is a picture of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Main&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Falls&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/975487/vic%20falls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/520917/vic%20falls.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here we stand in front to the dried up falls.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/659794/group%20at%20vic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/978542/group%20at%20vic.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This picture was taken in the same place in July.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;See the difference in the amount of water?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Crazy, huh?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/727644/vic%20falls%20from%20july.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/121013/vic%20falls%20from%20july.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That night we were so tired from walking around all day, but the next morning Crystal, Shawna, Stacie, and I got up early to go white water rafting on the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Zambezi&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;River&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(In this picture you can see the gorge that we had to hike down into and then one tiny rapid that is so small it didn’t even have a name!)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/15830/gorge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/78125/gorge.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The hike down the steep gorge with all our gear was intense.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There were slippery rocks, creaky ladders, and steep stairs without any railings.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By the time I was in the gorge I were just so relieved to be there that I could care less about the giant Class 5 rapids to come.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We got into our boats, met our guide Dougee, practiced paddling, pretended to get thrown from the raft, and swam in the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Zambezi&lt;/st1:place&gt; a little.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then it was time to hit the rapids.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But before we even get to the first rapid, we see a giant dead crocodile floating belly up in the water.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ominous sign of the day to come?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now I won’t detail all 21 rapids that we did, but I will tell you about two of the most fearsome and dangerous Class 5s.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On a rapid called Midnight Diner featuring the giant Mancha wave we had watched raft after raft flip over.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All we could see were floating heads in the water and kayakers frantically collecting swimmers.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I wish I could tell you what happened next, but even after watching the DVD we purchased of our rafting trip in slow motion I’m still not quite sure.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One moment I’m fiercely paddling and trying to get down, the next I’m underwater for what seemed like an eternity.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When I hit the surface, disoriented and somehow still holding my paddle, I look around and see several of our raft-mates scrambling for empty rafts and kayaks.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I swam to a kayak and grabbed on and was safely brought to a raft.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No big deal.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As we discovered later, ours was the only raft that didn’t flip over…we just lost most of the paddlers.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The last and most perilous Class 5 rapid was called Oblivion.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On this rapid 85% of all rafts flip and it is considered in the entire world as the rapid you’re most likely to flip on!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Imagine knowing that information going into it?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One raft had flipped already.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One boat had chickened out and taken an easy way around the rapid.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And now it was our turn.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We get up on the rapid and paddle through two giant drops.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Water is pelting us from all sides as we approach a huge wave.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Dougee yells for us to all get down.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The next thing I know our raft is floating over smaller waves of water and everyone’s cheering.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We had beat the odds and remained upright.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The only problem was…we had lost our guide!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Luckily we found just him hanging onto the side of our raft.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When we weren’t paddling through rapids, there were stretches of calm water and smaller rapids that we were even able to hop out and float through.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As we swam along the river we even saw several small crocodiles sunning on the banks!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We had all been dreading the end of the day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Exhausted, sunburned, and sore we had to hike out of the gorge (with all our gear).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The incline was nearly vertical and I was so tired that I could barely make it a few steps before needing to stop and rest.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I thought I would never make it up the mountain as I watched the guides and kayakers carrying boats and gear pass me like the climb was nothing!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Finally after about 45 minutes I stumbled to the top and dropped my life jacket, helmet, and paddle and received my reward: a nice cold Fanta orange in a glass bottle.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Rafting was so much fun; quite possibly one of the most awesome things I’ve ever done.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I was thankful I didn’t have to get up the next day and do it all again!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;(Stacie took an underwater camera so eventually I’ll have pictures from the trip, but it will be several months.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thursday, we packed up all the stuff we had accumulated and began the long journey home.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There’s a stretch of road in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Botswana&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; from Kasane to Nata that you always need to keep your eyes open for animal.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On the way back we saw a mama ostrich with about 5 babies and three different groups of elephant.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This guy was just standing on the side of the road waiting for his picture to be taken.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/1600/29881/elephant%20on%20road.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2699/1800/320/924555/elephant%20on%20road.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ok, so that was my vacation to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Zimbabwe&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now we’re counting down the days until Christmas in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Mozambique&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;“I like to spend some time in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Mozambique&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The sunny sky is aqua blue&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;And all the couples dancing cheek to cheek.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;It's very nice to stay a week or two.”&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-116429322682776968?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/116429322682776968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=116429322682776968' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116429322682776968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116429322682776968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/11/getaway-zimbabwe-2006.html' title='Getaway Zimbabwe 2006!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-116323402057602093</id><published>2006-11-11T03:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T03:33:40.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Costume Party!</title><content type='html'>Sad that we were going to miss out on dressing up for Halloween this year, we decided we were going to have our own costume party at Palapye Baptist for the youth. We played games and danced to Vee (Botswana’s most popular music artist) and of course Michael Jackson! Having never been to (or even heard of) a costume party before, the youth did a great job coming up with creative outfits! Here are some of my favorites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gofaone as an angel. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/gofaone.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsolofelo and Kefilwe as king and queen. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/king%20and%20queen.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pere as a pregnant Motswana lady and Cecilia as a power company worker. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/pere%20and%20cecilia.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my dog Lula got into the costume party spirit! She went as a Motswana in traditional clothing. She even carried her baby on her back like the women here. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/lula.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here Bebeto, who was too young to attend to the party, tries to get a peak at some of the costumes. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/bebeto%20and%20me%20and%20lula.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, the Palapye girls impress as an 80s dancer, a punk rock star, and a pirate! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/palapye%20girls.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-116323402057602093?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/116323402057602093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=116323402057602093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116323402057602093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116323402057602093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/11/costume-party.html' title='Costume Party!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-116168649535196951</id><published>2006-10-24T06:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T06:41:35.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Prayer Requests!</title><content type='html'>Prayer Requests:&lt;br /&gt;-The students signed True Love Waits Commitment Cards last week.  Pray that the students will be strong in this commitment.&lt;br /&gt;-Pray for the Form 3 students (~10th grade) as they begin exams.  These exams determine whether the complete their schooling this year, or whether they can go on to senior secondary school.  Pray especially for Gofaone, Oreeditse, Gaone, Tumisang, Wangu, Onalenna, and Esther.  These are some of the girls I’m especially close to and they are very nervous.&lt;br /&gt;-Pray for Kelly, Crystal, and I as we are trying to think of ways to improve our program, Operation:HIV (He Is Victorious), so that we can better serve the community and better incorporate nationals from our church.&lt;br /&gt;-Pray for me as I struggle to potty train my new puppy.&lt;br /&gt;-Pray as I visit some of the homes of the kids in my Bible study.  Pray that I will have the opportunity to share Jesus with these students’ families.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-116168649535196951?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/116168649535196951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=116168649535196951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116168649535196951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116168649535196951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/10/some-prayer-requests.html' title='Some Prayer Requests!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-116168631970341390</id><published>2006-10-24T06:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T06:45:52.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Changes!</title><content type='html'>Last week was a week of many life changes. Well, just two. I haven’t gotten my hair cut since getting here in January. Now that it's gotten ridiculously hot again my long hair was driving me crazy. I decided to cut off 10 inches to donate it and get my hair cut really short. I figured if I didn’t like it, it’d have time to grow back before coming home… So here’s my before and after:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/before.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/after%202.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second change is the new addition to my household. Lulabelle (the Burninator) is supposedly a poodle. I don’t think she has a bit of poodle in her. She looks more like a Chiuwawa to me. Any guesses? In the first night I cleaned up 4 accidents in the house and she threw up in my bed. I’ve got my work cut out for me. Training tips? When she’s not expelling things from her body, she adorably curls up in my lap and sleeps. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/lula.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-116168631970341390?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/116168631970341390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=116168631970341390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116168631970341390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116168631970341390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/10/life-changes.html' title='Life Changes!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-116100701454800018</id><published>2006-10-16T09:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T09:56:56.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary Palapye Baptist Church!</title><content type='html'>This week marked the 1st anniversary of Palapye Baptist Church.  To celebrate we held special prayer meetings each night of the week.  &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/prayer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, we had a fluoride clinic for the kids.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/fluoride%20clinic.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on Sunday we held baptism for the first time on the church property.  Before, we had been transporting everyone to a camp across town that had a swimming pool, so it was really special to be able to baptize at the church.  Bro. Thabo spent the entire week building the baptismal pool outside the church.  And Sister Cenilza sewed baptismal robes.  Here are some pictures from the service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/everyone%20baptism.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/everyone%20baptism.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/baptismal%20pool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/baptismal%20pool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/baptism%20maipelo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/baptism%20maipelo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/baptism%20david.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/baptism%20david.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-116100701454800018?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/116100701454800018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=116100701454800018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116100701454800018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116100701454800018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-anniversary-palapye-baptist.html' title='Happy Anniversary Palapye Baptist Church!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-116100505588368372</id><published>2006-10-16T09:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T09:24:15.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Independence Day!!! Pula Botswana!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/dancing.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/dancing.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, September 30, marked Botswana’s 40th year of independence.  We celebrated by attending a party at the kgotla (the village meeting place).  Many groups performed for the village leaders, including the traditional dance group from Mmaphula CJSS (where I teach).  Here’s them performing:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/dancing%202.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s a picture of me with the girls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/me%20with%20dancers.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also met the chief of Palapye.  He asked us how the war in America was going.  Here Crystal, Kelly, Maria (a missionary from Brazil), and I pose with the Chief Ndebele.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/chief.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pula Botswana!  (which literally means “rain Botswana” but the sentiment is more like “live on and be prosperous Botswana!”)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-116100505588368372?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/116100505588368372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=116100505588368372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116100505588368372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116100505588368372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-independence-day-pula-botswana.html' title='Happy Independence Day!!! Pula Botswana!!!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-116040492540389191</id><published>2006-10-09T10:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T10:42:05.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Timber!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/nina%20and%20jabu.jpg"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So our neigh&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;bors &lt;/span&gt;were cutting a tree down and a branch from the tree fell onto our cinderblock wall.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We discovered that we are not truly surrounded by an indestructible goliath of a wall.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/wall.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This was the damage that one branch did!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Luckily the next day some people came to fix it, but the dogs had to spend the night on the chain.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They were not too happy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Here’s a picture of our ferocious guard dogs Nina and Jabu.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Looks are deceiving…After a mishap last week with the dogs attacking a child, the rumor in Palapye is that the white girls’ dogs killed someone.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/nina%20and%20jabu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/nina%20and%20jabu.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-116040492540389191?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/116040492540389191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=116040492540389191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116040492540389191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/116040492540389191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/10/timber.html' title='Timber!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-115839806761118625</id><published>2006-09-16T05:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T05:14:27.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why white girls shouldn't wear braids...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/braids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/braids.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-115839806761118625?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/115839806761118625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=115839806761118625' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/115839806761118625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/115839806761118625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/09/why-white-girls-shouldnt-wear-braids.html' title='Why white girls shouldn&apos;t wear braids...'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-115839769253508490</id><published>2006-09-16T05:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T05:08:12.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Requests!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Some prayer requests: &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-The third term of school began Sept. 5.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Pray hard for the students of Mmaphula CJSS during September and October as they are learning about God’s plan for sex.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In a few weeks they will be asked to sign commitment cards if they are willing to commit to remain abstinent until marriage.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-Pray for Palapye Baptist church as it celebrates its one year anniversary in September.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Pray that the church will continue to grow both spiritually and physically.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-Pray for the Journeymen in Palapye (Kelly, Crystal, and me) as we are making important decisions about future ministry opportunities in Palapye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-115839769253508490?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/115839769253508490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=115839769253508490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/115839769253508490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/115839769253508490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/09/prayer-requests.html' title='Prayer Requests!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-115839763042272128</id><published>2006-09-16T05:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T05:07:10.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Crystal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/pirates.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Crystal&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; turned 24 September 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We had a pirate themed party for her.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yes, we have to make our own fun in Palapye.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/pirates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/pirates.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-115839763042272128?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/115839763042272128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=115839763042272128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/115839763042272128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/115839763042272128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday-crystal.html' title='Happy Birthday Crystal!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-115839704623665381</id><published>2006-09-16T04:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T04:57:26.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dikupa Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I went to my first Batswana wedding!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Weddings are a huge joyful celebration with lots of eating and dancing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are always two parts: one party in the girl’s home village and one in the guy’s home village.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Anyone in the community can come—it doesn’t matter if you are invited or if you actually know the bride or groom.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We had never even seen the bride or the groom before we attended their wedding!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This was the second half in the groom’s home village.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/wedding%20at%20church.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/wedding%20at%20church.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Because this was a Christian wedding, there was first a ceremony that took place at a church.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The bride and groom and the rest of the wedding party sat in the front while the pastor gave a message.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Afterwards, he showed the marriage certificate and the couple kissed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then the congregation danced and processed in a line to greet the couple as everyone sang traditional Setswana praise songs.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Next the wedding party danced out of the church together.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The bride wore a wedding dress and was attended by bridesmaids who worn fancy dressed made out of the same color fabric.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In this way, it was similar to an American wedding.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The groom and his groomsmen also wore tuxedos.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/dancing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/dancing.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After the ceremony, everyone loaded up in cars and drive to a scenic spot.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Everyone sang and danced while a photographer took pictures of the bride and groom and wedding party.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then we all drove to the groom’s house for the reception.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The family and friends of the bride and groom had been working all day to prepare a huge meal for everyone.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Large tents were set up in the compound to accommodate the people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We sat and fellowshipped all afternoon and waited to be served.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We were given a ridiculous amount of food: rice or samp (a kind of soft porridge with beans) with a tomato and onion sauce, chicken, seswaa (shredded beef), beets, slaw, potato salad, apple salad, and pudding with cake.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love traditional Batswana food (minus the beets)!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The wedding was beautiful and a neat experience even though we didn’t know anyone there!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One horribly funny story: In the middle of the meal &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Crystal&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; says “Ouch! What just hit me?”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She looks down and the wedding cake (which had been precariously balanced on a cake stand) has fallen off the table and rolled and hit &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Crystal&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; in the leg!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Someone quickly picks it up, brushes it off and sets it back on the table.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-115839704623665381?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/115839704623665381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=115839704623665381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/115839704623665381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/115839704623665381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/09/dikupa-wedding.html' title='The Dikupa Wedding'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-115839676981574062</id><published>2006-09-16T04:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T04:52:49.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Maun and Makgadikgadi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/carcass.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;August 25-30 Crystal, Kelly, Shawna (J-man from Lobatse), and I went to Maun to visit career missionaries Jeff and Staci Powers.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After getting a glimpse into their ministry in Maun, we all went camping in the Makgadikgadi Pans.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jeff is a big hunter and they own a game viewing vehicle.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We rode all over the Pans in search of a lion we heard roaring the first night.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Unfortunately we never found the lion, but we did a lot of evidence that he was around:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/carcass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/carcass.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have never seen so many zebra in my life!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Because it is the dry season all the animal gather at the water hole to drink.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Here zebra fight to get water from this small puddle.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/zebra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/zebra.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here, I enjoy a piece of zebra jerky as we look at all the zebra.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/jerky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/jerky.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One of the coolest things we saw was this zebra stampede.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All of a sudden over a thousand zebra come running up this hill and right in front of our vehicle.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was like a large zebra traffic jam.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to zebra we saw hippo, elephant, kudu, impala, wildebeest, jackal, warthog, crocodile, a bush buck (a very private animal, very rare to see), a black mamba (the first snake I’ve seen in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Botswana&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;!), giraffe, vulture, and tons of other birds.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-115839676981574062?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/115839676981574062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=115839676981574062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/115839676981574062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/115839676981574062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/09/maun-and-makgadikgadi.html' title='Maun and Makgadikgadi.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-115839617954393094</id><published>2006-09-16T04:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T04:42:59.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth Rally</title><content type='html'>August 16-20 was the annual nationwide Botswana Baptist Youth Rally.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Palapye Baptist sent 24 youth north to the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;village&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;  of &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Tati Siding&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; by train to attend the rally.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Many of the youth had never ridden in a train before and some had never left Palapye, so it was an especially exciting trip for them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Here Kitso shows her excitement next to the train tracks.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/excited%20about%20the%20train.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/excited%20about%20the%20train.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In many ways this camp was like many retreats in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;; there were Bible study sessions, conferences, workshops, nightly worship, and fellowship activities.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is a picture of some of the youth performing at the rally.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/kids%20and%20banner.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/kids%20and%20banner.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But in many ways the camp was extremely “African.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know I don’t often use the blog to reflect on what God has shown me through my time here, but I just have to share this.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We as Americans take so much for granted.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;First, everyone is responsible for providing their own transportation to the rally.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Most churches have church vans or the capability to rent a vehicle to take their kids to camp.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Most churches have a youth minister or someone in charge of taking care of logistics of a trip like this one.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Botswana&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; churches have neither.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Youth rode public buses or the train to Tati Siding and then had to walk about a mile from the bus stop or train stop to the school where the rally was being held.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(This is of course after asking a random person around the village where the school was because another thing &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Botswana&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; doesn’t have is maps and street signs.)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Remember, that each of the youth had their bags for the entire week that they also lugged this mile to the school.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Luggage included various duffle bags and shopping bags because most youth didn’t have fancy suitcases.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Working M-Fuge, I saw students bring like a huge suitcase and a backpack and a pillow and a sleeping bag and maybe even more for a weeklong camp.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Most of our youth had a small duffle that held everything for the entire week (including bedding and a plate and cup for meals).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some of our youth that came wore the same outfit everyday because they don’t have anything else to wear.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some of them didn’t bring bedding because they don’t have any to spare at home.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyways, we got to the rally in the afternoon well after registration was supposed to take place and nothing was going on.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We put our stuff in the rooms (large rooms with bunk beds) and just waited.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Finally after a couple hours the people showed to take our money.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The rally cost 100 pula, which is about $20.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;While this may not seem like a lot of money to us, the youth had to work for months to be able to save the 100 pula to attend.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They sold candy, did yard work, cooked meals, washed dishes, held a talent show, and still many could not afford to go.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This 100 pula paid for all the meals for the week, the lodging, a t-shirt, and the program fees.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As the evening went on, they had more girls show up than they had beds for.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Girls were asked to share their twin beds so that everyone could have a place to sleep.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The bath houses didn’t have electricity and few people own flashlights so using the toilet at night was difficult too.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Basically, if you put an American youth in this situation, they would complain the entire week.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At mealtime the youth took turns serving.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We all lined up and were given papa (a hard porridge) and a small piece of meat.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There were no choices; you either ate it or you didn’t.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes food ran out and everyone didn’t even get to eat.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Those that didn’t bring plates had to wait until someone was finished and then use their plate.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After the meal, you were responsible for washing your own dishes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nothing was on time ever.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There was a schedule to which we rarely adhered.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The first time we were supposed to have workshops only two of the eight were offered because the teachers had not shown up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The conference times were the same way.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Many leaders did not show up to teach.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The second day the youth executive committee had to deal with another problem.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The school had doubled booked and another group was supposed to be coming in to have a conference the next day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The wanted nothing to do with fixing the problem and asked the two groups to handle it among themselves.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When the t-shirts finally came in, they were not the right colors that had been ordered and so most people had to settle for a different color and size than they had asked for. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I could go on but basically in the eyes of an American this rally would have been considered a disaster.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It would have been every youth minister’s nightmare.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They would have had a multitude of complaining students and chaperones on their hands.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yet I was completely humbled by the attitude that these Botswana Baptist youth exhibited.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So many of them commented on how nice the facility was (to which I was secretly thinking “really?”)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They loved the food and didn’t care that there was only one option and only water to drink.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They enjoyed the conferences and workshops and weren’t at all upset that they didn’t have very many options.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They wore the same clothes almost everyday and didn’t care.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They didn’t care that they were responsible for cleaning their rooms and the bathrooms everyday.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And most of all they loved the worship and getting to praise God with youth from all over the country.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Despite all the glitches in the program, God was at work in the lives of the youth.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The theme of the week was based on Ephesians 4:1 which says we should walk “worthy of the calling.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As a journeyman, I was privileged to be able to pray with students during the invitation times each night.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So many youth gave their lives to Christ and many others committed to live a life that would be worthy of the calling that we have received as Christians.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Youth Rally was an amazing experience from me and a reminder of how much we as Americans really do take for granted.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I wish daily that my attitude could be more like these Batswana that simply longed to worship and did not let circumstances prevent them from allowing God to work in their lives.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/packs.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/packs.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Crystal, Kelly, and I get ready to make the mile hike back to the train to head home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-115839617954393094?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/115839617954393094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=115839617954393094' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/115839617954393094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/115839617954393094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/09/youth-rally.html' title='Youth Rally'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-115771449311821169</id><published>2006-09-08T07:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T07:21:33.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Church!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/in%20front%20of%20church.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/in%20front%20of%20church.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I spend so much time talking about church activities that I figured you might like to see a picture of the actual church building in Palapye.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is a picture of the Palapye girls in front of Palapye Baptist.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-115771449311821169?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/115771449311821169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=115771449311821169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/115771449311821169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/115771449311821169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/09/church.html' title='The Church!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-115522470966274844</id><published>2006-08-10T10:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T11:45:09.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The visit from my family!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My family came to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Botswana&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; to visit!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Here’s some of the things we did:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On Sunday we had some of the little boys over from our church.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Matt rode in the back of the truck with them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was quite an experience.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/21%20matt%20in%20car.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/21%20matt%20in%20car.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;These kids are so precious, but so poor.  They are dirty and wear dirty tattered clothes and barely have enough to eat.  So we cooked t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hem this huge meal and then we settled down to watch Spiderman.  Soon the boys began to explore our houses.  Now, none of the boys have indoor plumbing and so the bathroom was mesmerizing to them.  After all of the boys began disappearing into the bathroom we be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;gan to wonder what was truly going on in there.  My dad tried to open the door and was told to “GET OUT!”  All the boys were “bathing”!  They had discovered the shower and decided they wanted to be clean.  So we gave them some towels and when they came out all nice and clean they began dancing around.  It is am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;azing to see the excite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ment a simple shower caused!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My family was able to attend a few classes with me before our term ended.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Here’s me doing something very teacher-like, writing on the chalk board.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/24%20me%20teaching.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/24%20me%20teaching.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For a little vacation away from Palapye we went north to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Ch&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;obe&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;National   Park&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We stayed at this beautiful lodge called the Chobe Safari Lodge.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The lodge offered several excursions that we were able to go on.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We went on a game drive and a boat cruise and saw lots of animals: lion, giraffe, hippo, elephant, warthog, buffalo, zebra, impala, antelope, baboons, and more.  This little guy trapped dad on the balcony of our hotel room!&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/26%20baboon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/26%20baboon.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/27%20hippo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/27%20hippo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/28%20sunset%20chobe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/28%20sunset%20chobe.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then we were able to go to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Namibia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; for a morning and see what a traditional village looks like on the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Impalela&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Island&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Here, I’m giving the kids some candy.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/29%20kids%20in%20namibia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/29%20kids%20in%20namibia.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On our last day up north we crossed into &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Zimbabwe&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and went to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Victoria  Falls&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now, I’ve been to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Niagara Falls&lt;/st1:city&gt; before, but &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Victoria  Falls&lt;/st1:place&gt; was so much bigger!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was amazing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Here, Lauren, Matt, and I sit at Danger Point!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/1%20family%20at%20vic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/1%20family%20at%20vic.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When we arrived back home, we had three days of baseball camp at our church.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Many of the kids had never played before.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was fun to see them learn how to hit the ball and to use a glove.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The kids really enjoyed playing and by the end of the camp they were able to play an actual game!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/2%20baseball%20stretches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/2%20baseball%20stretches.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/3%20michelle%20hitting.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/3%20michelle%20hitting.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My family also got to help distribute the care packages that First Baptist Springfield put together.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thanks so much FBCS!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As you can see from these pictures, the kids really loved the gift.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They were so proud of their new socks and underwear and toothbrushes and toy cars!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/6%20crystal%20and%20the%20bags.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/6%20crystal%20and%20the%20bags.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/8%20looking%20at%20bags.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/8%20looking%20at%20bags.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/7%20underwears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/7%20underwears.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/10%20mom%20and%20kid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/10%20mom%20and%20kid.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On Sunday, Dad preached at &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Palapye&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Baptist&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Church&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/14%20dad%20preaching.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/14%20dad%20preaching.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The last two days Crystal, Kelly, and I were invited out to a local &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Junior&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Sec&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;ondary School&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; to do a seminar on abstinence and helping students learn how to say no to sex before marriage.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Here we are putting on the assembly.  Many of the students stayed after to ask questions!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/17%20assemblies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/17%20assemblies.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here’s a few random pictures too cute to leave out!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/15%20lauren%20and%20baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/15%20lauren%20and%20baby.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/5%20matt%20and%20big%20head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/5%20matt%20and%20big%20head.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/9%20weird%20dennis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/9%20weird%20dennis.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/18%20baseball%20in%20our%20yard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/18%20baseball%20in%20our%20yard.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is me in front of my mail box!&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/12%20me%20and%20mail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/12%20me%20and%20mail.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks for all the letters and packages you send!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Keep it up!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is such an encouragement to me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you’ve forgotten the address it’s:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Emily Weaver&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Baptist &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Mission&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;P.O. Box&lt;/st1:street&gt;  10616&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Palapye&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;BOTSWANA&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Finally this is a picture of me holding up a dead chicken our dogs killed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They may look sweet, but man they can be ferocious.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/22%20dead%20chicken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/22%20dead%20chicken.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here’s some ways you can be in prayer for me in the next few weeks:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;We have a countrywide youth rally next week.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Pray that the youth will be able to raise the funds to be able to go and that the rally will be a great time of spiritual renewal and growth for them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;The students are out on holiday until September 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Pray that they will make wise decisions during their break.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;We have had an extremely busy winter here in Palapye with many guests visiting.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Pray that we will find time to rest during the holiday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Pray for the children that received the care packages.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;May they know how much they are loved by us and especially by God!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Pray for the future of the program in which I teach, Operation:HIV.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The missionaries that began the program have retired this month and the national convention is looking for someone who can take it over.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-115522470966274844?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/115522470966274844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=115522470966274844' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/115522470966274844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/115522470966274844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/08/visit-from-my-family.html' title='The visit from my family!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-115348097464749651</id><published>2006-07-21T06:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T07:22:54.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Me!</title><content type='html'>One day I was minding my own business teaching class and another teacher interrupted and asked me to be a judge at a beauty contest. So here I am being a judge. You can see all the contestants for Miss Home Economics Regional in the background. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/DSC02060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 4th of July! We tried to have a traditional cookout on the 4th and sing all the patriotic songs we knew. Our "hotdogs" ended up looking like this and were not as awesome as we'd hoped. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/DSC02087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 5th was my 23rd birthday and everyone here made it very special. The girls cooked me a fancy meal, Tshepiso and my class 3E threw me a party, and the church all wrote birthday cards. Thanks so much for all the birthday emails and cards that I've received in the mail. I really appreciate you all thinking of my on this special day! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/DSC02078%20%282%29%20cropped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our church had a talent show to raise money for the youth rally in August. These boys showed off their traditional dancing skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/DSC02147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an American team from Georgia ministering alongside us for the past two weeks in Palapye.  Here they are performing a skit at an assembly at a junior secondary school.  It was such a blessing to have them stay with us.  Many kids expressed interest in being born again and we're excited about the opportunities they have created for us to do some discipleship and follow-up in the schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/DSC02123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/DSC02123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And lastly, my family is coming TODAY!  I am now on my way to pick them up at the airport!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As always, thanks so much for all your prayers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-115348097464749651?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/115348097464749651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=115348097464749651' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/115348097464749651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/115348097464749651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-birthday-me.html' title='Happy Birthday Me!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-115081225677583995</id><published>2006-06-20T09:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T09:29:44.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy-ness!  (Late Update from June!)</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been so busy that you haven’t had time to stop and breathe?  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I feel like that’s been me the past few weeks.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;June started with Teacher’s Day, a national holiday to celebrate teachers all over &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Botswana&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After being in an early morning motorcarde, we went to a program at the kgotla (pronounced ho-ta).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The kgotla is where the chief of the village hears cases, honors villagers, and takes care of other business concerning the village.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There was traditional dancing, singing, poetry, and speeches.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Afterwards all the teachers in the area gathered at a lodge for a afternoon of food and fellowship.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We even got to take a row boat out on Palapye’s only lake!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Note: Motswana in my area are not real familiar with water sports, so my advice is never get out in a boat with a Motswana.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You will be out in the middle of the lake spinning in 4ft. of water for hours!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Next William and Mary student, Kaity Smoot, paid us a visit.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She’s doing her &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Monroe&lt;/st1:city&gt; project on &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Botswana&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and the economy and wanted to check out the village for a few days.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She got the unique opportunity to go with us to a funeral.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This was the first funeral we had attended in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Botswana&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The funeral really lasts for several days.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You have prayer for several days that leads up to a day of all-night prayer and then the burial the next morning.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Women at the funerals must wear long skirts and have their hair entirely wrapped up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In this picture some of my students are wrapping my hair for the funeral.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/hair%20wrap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/hair%20wrap.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Also this month we were able to visit the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;village&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; of &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Lecheng&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; and see the ruins of a David Livingstone church and hike out to a waterfall.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is a picture of the Operation:HIV team in Palapye standing among the ruins of the church.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Kelly, Tshepiso, Me, and Crystal).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/team%20at%20livingston%20church.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/team%20at%20livingston%20church.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This site was the home of the Bangwato tribe and the church was built from 1891-1894.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Tshepiso is a descendent of this tribe.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then we hiked out to the waterfall, which surprisingly had a little water left in it even though we haven’t had rain in weeks.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/waterfall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/waterfall.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Are you all watching the World Cup at all?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Botswana&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; has one television station and it only shows the World Cup now.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So we’ve become fans like everyone else here.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At soccer we had our own World Cup.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The kids got a partner and tried to get a goal before anyone else.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The last team to score a goal each round was out.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Italy&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; won our World Cup!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We’ll see if they can win the real one!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Here the kids are gathered around the radio listening to a World Cup game after they have scored there goals to push them through to the next round.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/world%20cup%20%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/world%20cup%20%282%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Prayer Requests:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-We have a team from &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Georgia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; coming to serve in Palapye from July 5-19.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Pray for their safe travel and their preparation as they get ready to come and serve.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-Pray for the students in my Bible study, that they will come to know Christ.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-Pray for Tshepiso as he’s making decisions about his future and where God wants him to school and to serve.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-Pray for Palapye Baptist church as we continue to transition.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-Pray that we can find some time to relax and not become overwhelmed with all of our responsibilities as of late.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-115081225677583995?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/115081225677583995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=115081225677583995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/115081225677583995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/115081225677583995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/06/busy-ness-late-update-from-june.html' title='Busy-ness!  (Late Update from June!)'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-114881940382893066</id><published>2006-05-28T08:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T08:36:51.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jell-o!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/jello.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/jello.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dwight: He put my stuff in Jell-o again! That’s real professional.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thanks.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s the third time and it wasn’t funny the first two times either, Jim.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Michael: What is that?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dwight: That’s my stapler.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Dwight tries to take stapler out of Jell-o)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Michael: No! No! No!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Do not take it out!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You have to eat it out because there are starving people in the world and I hate to waste that kind of food.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dwight: …Can you reprimand him please?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jim: (Eating Jell-o) How do you know it was me?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dwight: It’s always you. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Are you going to discipline him?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Michael: Ooo discipline…kinky.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All right here you go.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The thing about a practical joke is you have to know when to start and when to stop.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And yeah, Jim, now is the time to stop putting Dwight’s personal effects into Jell-o.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jim: Ok.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Dwight, I’m sorry because I have always been your biggest flan.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Michael: O..haha.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Nice.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That’s the way is around here…just kind of goes round and round and round.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ryan: You should have put him in custardy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Michael: Hey yes! New guy!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Score!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dwight: Hey that’s great.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I guess what I’m most concerned about is, umm, damage to company property.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That’s all.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;(long pause)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Michael: Pudding…pudding.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m trying to think of another dessert to do…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-114881940382893066?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/114881940382893066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=114881940382893066' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/114881940382893066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/114881940382893066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/05/jell-o_28.html' title='Jell-o!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-114866417751451613</id><published>2006-05-26T12:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T08:17:17.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter's coming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So we have been back in Palapye teaching for the past few weeks.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; term began and we are focusing on relationships—relationships with family, friends, and boyfriends/girlfriends.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This semester has started actually started out rather slowly.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I still feel like I’m getting back into the routine of classes since I was away for the majority of April.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are busy trying to get things in line for a volunteer group from &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Georgia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; that is coming for two weeks in July and then my family coming the day after the volunteer team leaves!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We’re really excited about the upcoming ministry opportunities in the next couple months.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you are all enjoying the beginning of summer weather, we are beginning our winter season.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s much colder than I anticipated!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I only have a little space heater that doesn’t work so well all the time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am learning the joys of sleeping with a hot water bottle and about 6 blankets!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some of my classrooms are outdoors and I’ll be standing up teaching in my heavy coat while the kids huddle together, sitting on their books so their bottoms don’t touch the cold cinderblock benches.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s pitiful!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes it will be warm during the day, but once the sun goes down…brrrrr!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And it’s always colder inside than outside.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Anyways, enjoy some pictures and stories from May!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A couple of weeks ago we were traveling from Palapye to our team meeting in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Gaborone&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;About 30km outside of Palapye we got stuck in stand still traffic (which rarely happens here!)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As we inched along for about 30 minutes, not knowing what the hold up was, people began to get out of their vehicles and walk along road.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Finally we called someone over to the car to ask what was going on.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He told us that there was an outbreak of foot and mouth disease and all cars were being stopped and checked for “cloven hooved animals and their products” (aka beef and dairy).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Plus every car had to drive through a special pit filled with some chemical that prevents the spread of this deadly disease and every person had to step onto this mat soaked in the chemical.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Palapye didn’t have milk for a few weeks.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We took this picture at our grocery store.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/foot%20and%20mouth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/foot%20and%20mouth.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last weekend we had a party with some of the youth girls from our church.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We cooked all kinds of “American” appetizers and played games and watched a movie.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;FYI Batswana are not very good at games like charades.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We had settled down to watch The Wedding Planner and suddenly all the power went out!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We looked out the window and could see that my electricity in my house next door was still on.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But Kelly and &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Crystal&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;’s house had run out of power!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(We buy power from the gas station.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You pay at the counter and they give you a code.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You enter the code into this box on the wall of the kitchen and magically you have electricity!)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We had to run to the gas station to buy power so we could finish the movie!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;While we were rather embarrassed that we had run out of power, the girls didn’t care at all.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Most of them don’t even have electricity!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/girls%20party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/girls%20party.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is a picture from Sunday morning worship the first day that we were in our brand new church building!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s still missing half a roof, half the children’s room, and the electrical fixtures, but we’re able to meet inside now!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/church.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/church.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/boys%20dressed%20up.jpg"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In some of my more recent blog updates I had asked for prayer for the transition time for our church as some of the Brazilian missionaries go back to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Brazil&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They left Palapye on Friday, May 26.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Last week we had a huge Farewell Brai (Cookout).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We were really impressed with these guys pictured (from right to left: Shadrach, Koko, T-Boy, Bebeto, and Otsetswe)—they had all bathed and put on their best clothes for this fancy occasion.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They were so proud to be a part of the party.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/boys%20dressed%20up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/boys%20dressed%20up.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One of our littlest boys Denies, is always really dirty and wearing clothes with holes, but even he put on his school uniform to come the party.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Here he was given a special role helping Crystal and I with braiing the meat.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I wish that you all could see these kids.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They are so precious.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We may not always understand each other, but they can see how much we love them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So many of them just need someone to love them!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/dennis%20grilling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/dennis%20grilling.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Please pray for these kids as it is getting cold and many of them are still running around barefoot and in shorts.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please continue to pray for this transition time at our church.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for the church building to be finished quickly.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for the students at Mmaphula CJSS, especially the ones that have shown interest in learning more about God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have my first Bible study with these girls this week!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Pray that the girls would actually show up and that they would be open to hearing and receiving the Gospel.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for my teaching partner Tshepiso who feels called to be a pastor.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He has some decisions to make soon about his schooling and needs wisdom and discernment to make them.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray that we’ll get a phone line in our house quickly, as we’ve been living there for 5 months and still have yet to get one.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks as always for checking up on me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-114866417751451613?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/114866417751451613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=114866417751451613' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/114866417751451613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/114866417751451613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/05/winters-coming.html' title='Winter&apos;s coming!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-114609247625224420</id><published>2006-04-26T17:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T04:14:57.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Busy Holiday!</title><content type='html'>In my last post I talked about some of the outreach events that we were having during the school holiday.  This is a picture of one of them: game day!  Here we are playing "Crows and Cranes"...every game that we played didn't use any equipment.  I'm so glad that i worked M-fuge 2 summers!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/game%20day%202.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/game%20day%202.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter!  For Easter, the Botswana Baptist Convention puts on conference called Easter Rally.  We had heard from other missionaries that the rally that it was going to be a unique cultural experience...and that was an understatement!  We did have a lot of fun though getting to listen to the national preachers and praise teams from churches all over Botswana.  Many girls from our Palapye Baptist Church were able to come and so it was a good chance to get to hang out with them.  We also got to eat a lot of traditional foods.  Mmmm...goat!  This is Shawna, me, Crystal, and Kelly Easter Sunday at the rally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/easter%20girls.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/easter%20girls.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes in ministry you have to expect the unexpected...at Easter Rally we discovered that there was no teacher for the older youth group during their Bible study time.  While they sang one song some of the nationals and us j-man planned out an entire Bible study on reconciliation (the theme of the weekend).  And that's how we ended up being teachers for the weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/teaching.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/teaching.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Easter Rally we had our cluster's AMTM (a big conference with missionaries from Zimbabwe, South Africa, Botswana, and  Angola).  On our way to the conference we kept on seeing these beautiful famous trees, the baobab.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/tree.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This conference was a a resort called Tshipise with heated pools and tv!  Too bad we didn't have much time to enjoy those things.  However, the meetings were really informative (I'm serious!) and it was cool to meet many of the other missionaries in our region for the first time.  This is a picture of the resort.  If you look closely, you can see the monkeys climbing all over our car...they just roamed around freely!  In the background are the rondavul-like cottages in which we stayed.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/monkeys%20and%20car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/monkeys%20and%20car.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture of all of the journeymen in our region...we're more often known as the journeygirls for obvious reasons.  (front row from left to right: Kelly, Lyndee, Reema, Crystal, back row from left to right: Stacie, Hayley, Me, Brandy, Carmel, Shawna)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/jman.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/jman.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After our retreat with the other missionaries, we were able to take a couple days and travel down to Johannesburg, South Africa for the first time.  Being in the city has been a wonderful break, but it has definitely made me miss home.  We hit up the mall and the movies and the open market where we got to try our hand at some bargaining.  But the best part has been staying with these amazing missionaries, Tad and Phyllis Tadlock (and their adorable teacup poodle Teddy), who have completely opened their home up to us.  The truly have the gift of hospitality!  In addition to letting us stay at the last minute, the have cooked for us, directed us around the city, and...let us use their WIRELESS INTERNET!  As we have been spoiled these past two days being able to talk online and get emails when they arrive, we have joked that we forgot what communicating with people was like.  (It's going to be hard to go back to the once a week, 15 minutes of dial-up again...)  Tad even tracked down for me the only movie I've wanted to see since coming to Botswana (Syriana) and we watched it last night.  I think I'm going to have culture shock all over again heading home today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/jman.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyways, continue to pray:&lt;br /&gt;Pray for an important team meeting that is going to take place in Gabs next week.&lt;br /&gt;Pray for the new school term that begins May 2.&lt;br /&gt;Pray especially that I would be able to find time to have a Bible study with some of the students that have shown interest in learning more about Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Pray for the church as we continue to transition as some of the Brazilian missionaries leave.&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me as I'm getting over bronchitis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-114609247625224420?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/114609247625224420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=114609247625224420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/114609247625224420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/114609247625224420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/04/busy-holiday.html' title='A Busy Holiday!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-114449211583381982</id><published>2006-04-08T06:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T11:02:27.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures are here!</title><content type='html'>Rhino Park&lt;br /&gt;Last month we went to the Khama Rhino Sanctuary in Serowe, Botswana.  The Sanctuary is home of 33 white rhinos; we saw about 16—many of them from close up like this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/rhino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/rhino.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIDs Awareness Rally&lt;br /&gt;March was Youth Awareness of AIDs month.  My school, Mmaphula CJSS, invited the Operation:HIV team to participate in a school-wide assembly.  The theme of the assembly was “Commit to a Zero Transmission Lifestyle.”  Many of the school’s clubs participated too.  They sang songs, read poems, did dramas, and performed traditional dances.  Our team did an illustration about a story of two students, Naladi and Tebogo, who are thinking about having sex.  We had students from the audience come up and represent each character as we read this story:&lt;br /&gt;"We are going to pretend that our two volunteers are boyfriend and girlfriend.  Their names will be Tebogo and Naledi.  They have been together for 4 months and they feel that they are hopelessly in love.  They want to make a mature decision about beginning a sexual relationship, so they have talked about their desires.  During their conversations, Tebogo told Naledi that he has had one previous sexual relationship – his ex-girlfriend.  (bring another girl up to represent the ex-girlfriend)  Naledi told Tebogo that she has never been in love before, so he thinks she is a virgin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you make a decision about having sex, Naledi, we need to tell you something.  Tebogo doesn’t know this, but while he was with his ex-girlfriend, she had sex with another boy while he was visiting his family in Mochudi.  (bring a boy up to be this sexual partner)  What Tebogo’s ex-girlfriend didn’t know is that this boy had sex with 3 other girls before her.  (bring 3 girls up)  Oh, and one more thing.  Tebogo wasn’t completely honest about his sexual past.  While he was in Mochudi he had sex with a girl at a chill session.  And prior to that, he had sex with one other girlfriend.  (bring 2 more girls up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Tebogo, we have some news for you, too.  Naledi has led you to believe that she is a virgin by telling you that she has never been in love before.  But even though she wasn’t in love, she had sex with 2 other boys.  (bring up 2 boys)  What Naledi didn’t know was that one of them had already had sex with a girl before her.  (bring up another girl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you still have to make the decision about whether to have sex or not.  Let’s help these students make a decision."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the story we talked about how God created sex to represent the most intimate connection between two people.  Sex is not only an emotional connection but a physical connection, which is evident by the exchange of body fluids.  We then gave each of our participants a cup of soda and had them take a sip and then spit it into two communal cups.  One cup represented Naladi’s sexual past and the other, Tebogo’s.  We then asked the students representing Naladi and Tebogo if they would be willing to drink each other’s cup of spit.  The students were completely grossed out by this idea!  We talked about what would happen if one of the people whose “body fluid” (spit) was in the cup was HIV+.  The students at the rally really liked the illustration showing the dangers of sex before marriage.  We were able to challenge the students to make a commitment to abstinence until marriage—the only true way to lead a zero transmission lifestyle.  This picture is of the students participating in the demonstration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/AIDS%20day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/AIDS%20day.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This next picture is of my littlest children’s choir.  The kid’s favorite musical game to play is “Little Sally Walker.”  It’s so cute when they try to sing it because they only know a few words…so it comes out like: “Little Sally Walker..da da hmm ma de…”  They however have the dancing part down!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/kid%27s%20choir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/kid%27s%20choir.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Friday we play soccer with the little kids from our church.  Sometimes if we are running errands in town before we go to play I will wear a wrap over my shorts.  Here, one of the kids, Shaddrach, has gotten a hold of my wrap and was prancing around pretending to be me.  I just had to take a picture!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/Em%20and%20Shad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/Em%20and%20Shad.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now the students are on “holiday.”  They have finished their first term of the year and are on vacation until May 2.  As I was saying goodbye to some of my boys in one of my classes this conversation occurred that is too cute not to share:&lt;br /&gt;Mma Weaver: Well, I will see you boys next term.  Be safe, okay?&lt;br /&gt;Student 1: Mma Weaver, I love you!&lt;br /&gt;Student 2: Mma Weaver, I love you too much!&lt;br /&gt;Student 3: No, Mma Weaver, I love you three much!&lt;br /&gt;Student 4: No, Mma Weaver, I love you four much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this break we are having several outreach events for the students.  This Monday we are showing the movie “The Passion of the Christ” and having a discussion afterwards.  Please be in prayer for this event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also be in prayer as Kelly, Crystal, and I travel.  This month we have several meetings with the Baptist mission in Botswana and in South Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also please pray for Palapye Baptist Church.  Two of the Brazilian missionaries who were instrumental in planting the church are going back to Brazil in May.  Pray for this transition and pray that many of the Motswana will step into leadership roles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading this long update!&lt;br /&gt;Check out Crystal and Kelly’s blogs for more about what’s going on in Palapye and for more pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="cdabs.blogspot.com"&gt;cdabs.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="believernbotswana.blogspot.com"&gt;believernbotswana.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-114449211583381982?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/114449211583381982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=114449211583381982' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/114449211583381982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/114449211583381982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/04/pictures-are-here.html' title='Pictures are here!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-114207378196811848</id><published>2006-03-11T05:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T08:00:06.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some pics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/tsheps%20and%20em.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/tsheps%20and%20em.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my teaching partner Tshepiso.  He is holding a giant dung beetle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/giraffe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/giraffe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are some giraffes at the Madikwe Game Reserve in South Africa.  There we saw lots of animals like zebras, jackals, spring buck, impala, elephant, and even lions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/cold%20at%20so%20africa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/cold%20at%20so%20africa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was really cold on our game drive and it rained!  Luckily Kelly had brought her poncho!  Crystal, Kelly, and Shawna (a journeyman from Lobatse) demonstrate how to share the poncho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/choir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/choir.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are the kids in my children's choir.  They like to sing really loud!  They especially enjoy the games "Little Sally Walker" and the "Hokey Pokey" which the pronounce the "hoookey pooookey."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/bebeto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/bebeto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me and my best friend Bebeto.  He likes to tell me when I should stand up and sit down during church, and helps me out with the words to the Setswana songs we sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/baptism%20at%20itumela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/baptism%20at%20itumela.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our church had its first Baptism service in February.  Here a member is being baptized and those that are looking on are the others waiting to be baptized!  We went to Camp Itumela and used their pool for the service&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-114207378196811848?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/114207378196811848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=114207378196811848' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/114207378196811848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/114207378196811848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/03/some-pics.html' title='Some pics!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-113940441724289225</id><published>2006-02-08T07:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T08:13:37.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp Itumela!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/girls%20at%20church.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/girls%20at%20church.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday we went with our church, Palapye Baptist, and some other churches in the area to Camp Itumela. There we participated in worship, a trivia game, a treasure hunt, swimming, and a movie. The churches really enjoyed the fellowship time together. This is a picture of me and some of the youth from Palapye. Everyone really enjoys having there picture made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/weaver%20bird.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of me in front of a tree that has Weaver birds' nests hanging in it. The Weaver bird males make the nest and the female birds will choose their mate based on how well made the nest is. She will then knock the others out of the tree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-113940441724289225?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/113940441724289225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=113940441724289225' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113940441724289225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113940441724289225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/02/camp-itumela.html' title='Camp Itumela!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-113891238569405498</id><published>2006-02-02T15:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T15:33:05.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmaphula CJSS!</title><content type='html'>Many of you know that I am working as a guidance and counseling teacher at Mmaphula CJSS! So far I am really enjoying teaching (except for the early classes...however, my earliest at 7:00am was changed from to 12:25pm from now on...praise God!)&lt;br /&gt;This week I got a teaching partner...a Motswana guy named Tshepiso. He is a tremendous asset to the class. In addition to being a wonderful teacher and an amazing example for the students, he can tell when the students aren't understanding my English and help them to understand the points in Setswana. He has also been helping me understand culture better and will call me out if I'm doing something wrong. It's been great so far.&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of my school! You can pray for the students here, especially as we begin counseling some of them individually this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/videos%20for%20home%20003%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-113891238569405498?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/113891238569405498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=113891238569405498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113891238569405498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113891238569405498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/02/mmaphula-cjss.html' title='Mmaphula CJSS!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-113821663264053462</id><published>2006-01-25T14:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T14:17:12.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's my address!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily Weaver&lt;br /&gt;Baptist Mission&lt;br /&gt;P.O. Box 10616&lt;br /&gt;Palapye&lt;br /&gt;BOTSWANA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some tips for mailing stuff to me:&lt;br /&gt;You need to send it priority mail.  (make sure that this is the mail that goes on the plane—air mail, not the boat—freight mail.)&lt;br /&gt;If you are mailing a box, it is best to double box and to write “used personal items” on the customs form. (They say it’s best not to list everything in the box, but write whatever you feel comfortable writing)&lt;br /&gt;If you are mailing new things, make sure you take them out of their original boxes or take original tags off of them (i.e. if mailing like a new CD/DVD take it out of the original case and put it in a slender generic jewel case…especially open new electronic items because in their packages I’m told they will cost me $25 to pick up)&lt;br /&gt;Things mailed in large envelopes get here faster than boxes&lt;br /&gt;Tape up every side of the envelope so it cannot be slit open easily by people looking for money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks and I look forward to receiving mail soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-113821663264053462?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/113821663264053462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=113821663264053462' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113821663264053462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113821663264053462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/01/heres-my-address-emily-weaver-baptist.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-113798028996149037</id><published>2006-01-22T20:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T20:46:18.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of Palapye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/DSC00704.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/DSC00704.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;View of Palapye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/botswana_pictures_081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/Our%20Ferocious%20Protectors.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Emily's House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://believernbotswana.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For more pictures of Palapye, please visit Kelly's blog: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://believernbotswana.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://believernbotswana.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-113798028996149037?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/113798028996149037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=113798028996149037' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113798028996149037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113798028996149037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/01/pictures-of-palapye.html' title='Pictures of Palapye'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-113753772176650703</id><published>2006-01-17T16:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T17:42:01.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Days in Botswana</title><content type='html'>Because of limited access to the Internet and a very full schedule in these first few days in Botswana, Emily has not been able to update her blog.  We are Emily's family, and we have spoken with Emily two times.  She has asked us to pass along some news to you.  If we get something confused here, Emily can get it straight when she's able to communicate personally through this site!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily arrived safely in Botswana on January 4, very tired after a 35-hour journey.  All of her nearly 200 pounds of luggage also arrived with her!  The first few days were spent in the area of the capital city of Gaborone.  Emily, along with her fellow Journeyman Kelly, traveled to the city of Francistown on January 7 for a week of "crash" lessons in Setswana, the national language, and training for their assignment.  On January 14, Emily made her way to the town of Palapye, which will be her location of ministry in Botswana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily is teamed in Palapye with Kelly and another Journeyman, Crystal, as they work in the schools and a local Baptist church in the area.  Crystal came to Botswana last fall, and she has been serving in Gaborone.  Emily met Crystal last spring when they were in the same orientation group at the Missionary Learning Center.  Over this past weekend, Emily moved into the small block house that will be her residence.  Her house is one of three new houses in a compound enclosed by a brick wall.  Two guard dogs also call the property their home.  Until the security system is installed and activated, a security guard is present, too.  Emily is the occupant of the house with the kitchen.  Kelly and Crystal share the house--which is just a few feet away from Emily's--that has the living room.  The third house is currently vacant.  Emily has for the most part been eating American-style food, but she did have a meal with pani worms, which involves some caterpillar-looking things cooked in tomatoes and onions.  On Monday night Emily made spaghetti sauce from scratch.  She tells us we would be impressed with the cooking skills she is demonstrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week Emily has begun her teaching assignment in public schools in the area of Palapye.  She is teaching a course called "Guidance."  The core of the course is the "True Love Waits" curriculum.  She is teaching students in Form 1 and Form 3.  These are students comparable to our 7th-8th graders and around 10th graders.  Form 3 is the last level of the students' formal education unless they pass an exam and continue on to Form 4 and Form 5.  Then there are additional exams, and about 2% of the students are accepted into the university.  Emily has 9 classes during the week, which run 40 minutes each.  Each class has 40-45 students.  She will also be counseling one afternoon a week and will help out with some of the clubs at the school.  The schools are on a six-day rotation, so her schedule will change from week to week.  She will have off day 6 of each rotation.  Emily is teaching her classes in English, which is the official language of Botswana.  She says that she has to try to imitate the students' Batswana accents in order for them to be able to understand her English!  (We have learned the country is Botswana, but Batswana is the collective term for Botswanan citizens.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, January 15, Emily attended the church with which she and Kelly and Crystal will be working.  The church is led by Brazilian Baptist missionaries.  The church met in a tent with about 30 people present.  The service was in Setswana and English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The possibilities for communication are certainly more limited for Emily in Botswana.  There is no landline capability at their residence.  Emily has purchased a cellphone, but it costs $1.00 per minute to make even a local call.  Without Internet access at their compound, she will need to use an Internet cafe in Palapye.  She understands there are a couple of them in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have told you probably more than we know and most all of what we remember.  We hope before too long Emily will be able to update us all firsthand by her blog, including some pictures.  Emily continues to be grateful for all of your prayerful support!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-113753772176650703?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/113753772176650703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=113753772176650703' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113753772176650703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113753772176650703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/01/first-days-in-botswana.html' title='First Days in Botswana'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-113623289007946300</id><published>2006-01-02T15:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T15:15:49.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day in the States!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;This evening (9:40 p.m., Monday, Jan. 2) I leave for Botswana (by way of Germany and South Africa)! I will arrive in Gaborone on Wednesday afternoon sometime (Wednesday morning U.S. time). Please be in prayer for Kelly and me as we travel and also as we arrive in Botswana and begin to get adjusted to our new home. Thank you for all your support thus far and I look forward to being able to update you for the first time from Botswana!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-113623289007946300?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/113623289007946300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=113623289007946300' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113623289007946300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113623289007946300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2006/01/last-day-in-states_113623289007946300.html' title='Last Day in the States!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-113523416670462241</id><published>2005-12-22T01:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T01:52:42.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New York!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Here are some pictures from my recent trip to New York city with my dear friends Andy, Karen, and Rob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/karen%27s%20ny%20pics%20017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We went to the Empire State building!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/karen"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/karen%27s%20ny%20pics%20026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Blue Man group was unlike any show I've ever seen...absolutely amazing!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/em%27s%20ny%20pics%20068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Christmas tree at Rockefellar Center.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/em"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/em%27s%20ny%20pics%20078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Watching the Today Show!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/em"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/em%27s%20ny%20pics%20086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Being anchorwomen at NBC studios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/em%27s%20ny%20pics%20089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Attending the Late Show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-113523416670462241?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/113523416670462241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=113523416670462241' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113523416670462241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113523416670462241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-york.html' title='New York!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-113520605833391749</id><published>2005-12-21T17:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T18:00:58.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Missionary Graduation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Missionary school" is over.  Thanks to all those who came to the commissioning service on Thursday, Dec. 15.  I counted and there were 21 guests just for me!  I think that may have beat every other trainee.  The time at training passed so quickly, and now in a few short weeks I'll be reunited with my teammate Kelly and we'll be leaving the country!  Continue to be in prayer for me as I begin to say goodbyes to family and friends.  Also begin to pray for this transition time to the field.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-113520605833391749?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/113520605833391749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=113520605833391749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113520605833391749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113520605833391749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2005/12/missionary-graduation.html' title='Missionary Graduation!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-113407417438705375</id><published>2005-12-08T15:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T15:36:14.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some prayer requests!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Pray for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Tim Cearley, Diane Shreder, and Mme Motsamai as they are in Palapye looking for housing for Kelly and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;- The Batswana Baptists as they think about also moving another Journeyman, Crystal, to work in Palapye with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Our language learning.  We are going to spend our first few weeks in Gaborone, Botswana studying Setswana which will be more necessary to live in Palapye.  Also, we will need to be brushing up on Spanish, as the Brazilian missionaries speak Portuguese and Spanish! (Some people speak English, but not everybody...so communication is a definite prayer request...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;- Ask God for clear understanding with all people involved in our move:  local pastors who live 30 mins to an hour away. The older Brazilian leader, Otilia, as she coordinates the church work.  Fabiano and Patricia, as they work in discipleship with the youth (leaving in March for Seminary training.)  Elcear and his family as they come from Colombia/Brazil to live in Palapye in January and pastor the church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-113407417438705375?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/113407417438705375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=113407417438705375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113407417438705375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113407417438705375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2005/12/some-prayer-requests.html' title='Some prayer requests!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-113407308965941344</id><published>2005-12-08T14:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T15:18:12.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Regional Week and more...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This past week was our regional week--the week where just the &lt;a href="http://cesa.imb.org/"&gt;CESA (Central, Eastern, and Southern Africa)&lt;/a&gt; people get to hang out and be cool together while learning more about our region. One way we did this was to help cook an African meal with our Richmond Associates, Bob and Linda Allen. These are some pictures of us making food from scratch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/IMG_2690.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/IMG_2693.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/IMG_2694.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In this picture I am burning Spencer with grease...that is why he is making this weird face. Spencer is going to Uganda to do student ministry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The meal turned out to be really delicious.  We had several foods of which I don't remember the names and we got to eat with our hands (even messy things like rice, beans, and meat!)  If African food is anything like Linda's cooking, I'm going to enjoy African food a lot.  However, I'm thinking Kelly and I are going to need to hire someone to make us food, as neither of us can cook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/IMG_2699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/200/IMG_2699.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In other news,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my computer has been messing up some and I talked to Dell and they came out and did this!  I had never seen a laptop completely torn apart.  They put in a new motherboard and the speakers still won't work right!  (They are coming again to put in new speakers soon...hopefully that will work!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-113407308965941344?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/113407308965941344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=113407308965941344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113407308965941344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113407308965941344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2005/12/regional-week-and-more.html' title='Regional Week and more...'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-113339706896452093</id><published>2005-11-30T19:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T19:31:09.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Palapye!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thanks so much for all your prayers!  I received official word today that Kelly and I are going to be placed in a "village" called Palapye, Botswana located about 3 hours north of the capital Gaborone.  Village is in quotes because it is really like a small town in America--about 22,000 people.  Botswana's only power plant is located just 5km outside of the village and there is also a coal mine nearby.  Most of the people that live in the village work at the coal mine or the power plant.  There is a new church plant there that was started by Brazilian missionaries and we will be working with them in addition to doing True Love Waits in the schools.  That's all I know for now.  There's not much on the internet about the village, but I did stumble across this &lt;a href="http://www.johnmullen.org.uk/pics3/palapye.htm"&gt;picture&lt;/a&gt; that may give you a better idea of what the village looks like.  Missionary Tim Cearley will be visiting Palapye in the next few weeks to find Kelly and I housing and to give us a better picture of what the village is like and the ministry already taking place there.  You can begin praying for this trip and continue praying for Kelly and I as we anxiously await any bit of info!  Thanks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-113339706896452093?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/113339706896452093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=113339706896452093' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113339706896452093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113339706896452093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2005/11/palapye.html' title='Palapye!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-113330978035047355</id><published>2005-11-29T18:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T20:37:48.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lot to Be Thankful for...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Continue to pray as Kelly and I wait anxiously to hear about where we will be placed in Botswana!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/dc%20trip%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/200/dc%20trip%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving a little late! On Thursday I was lucky enough to be able to get off the MLC campus for the day and spend Thanksgiving afternoon with the fam. The ridiculous amount of homecooked food was a wonderful change from cafeteria food. Fellow Journeymen "C", "E", and Kelly joined the Weaver/Skinner clan for the festivities. The other girls were very amused at how our dog Patches posed for every picture! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After our whirlwind trip to Springfield, we returned home only&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/dc%20trip%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/200/dc%20trip%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to return to DC the next for our "DC Trip". In DC we had several tasks like riding the metro, eating food from our area of the world, praywalking, etc. We were grouped witin our region, so Kelly and I paired up with the Carl and Kay Garvin, a Career couple going to do student ministry in Tanzania. We spent the majority of our &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/dc%20trip%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;morning traveling and walking around the Adams-Morgan area of DC (an &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/dc%20trip%20010.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;international hub) looking for an open African restaurant. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/dc%20trip%20010.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/dc%20trip%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;However, we ended up eating a tiny restaurant off of 7th street called Sumah's. We all ate chicken with varying sauces: jute leaf, peanut butter, cassava leaves, jolif rice. The food was really good and we had an opportunity to talk with several customers, workers, and the owner about our upcoming moves to Africa. Plus the owner told me if I bring him back a diamond or a lion cub from Botswana I can get free food from Sumah's for the rest of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;! Even though I go to DC regularly, this trip was a really neat time to focus specifically on my people group the Tswana and praying for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/400/dc%20trip%20025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is just another picture of Kelly and I in DC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saturday we had our infamous chicken killing class. Fellow missionary to Africa, Drew Blessing, taught us two ways to kill chickens and skin them. Hopefully, I won't have to do this in Botswana...but I figured it might be a good thing to know! Don't worry, I refrained from putting any of the really gory pictures up, so don't be afraid to scroll down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/IMG_2660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/IMG_2677.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/IMG_2669.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is Harrison Blessing--the cutest kid at the MLC. He enjoyed watching his daddy kill chickens!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/400/IMG_2685.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is my other apartment-mate Kristen and Kelly and I wearing our matching "Modest is Hottest" t-shirts! We saw a girl wearing a shirt with this slogan and just had to have some made for ourselves. Kristen is going to be an overseas correspondent writing for the IMB, so maybe you'll come across some of her articles in the Commission magazine over the next few years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Look forward to a new post soon about an African feast and computer mania!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-113330978035047355?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/113330978035047355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=113330978035047355' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113330978035047355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113330978035047355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2005/11/lot-to-be-thankful-for.html' title='A Lot to Be Thankful for...'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-113269579626275132</id><published>2005-11-22T16:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T16:43:16.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shout out to the FBCS Youth Group!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/modified%20jman%20pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/400/modified%20jman%20pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Special shout out to the youth group at First Baptist Church who made this picture possible by supplying me with all kinds of crazy gifts from the Dollar Store!  You guys rock!  Thanks for all the prayers and encouraging notes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-113269579626275132?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/113269579626275132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=113269579626275132' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113269579626275132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113269579626275132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2005/11/shout-out-to-fbcs-youth-group.html' title='Shout out to the FBCS Youth Group!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-113220415689491783</id><published>2005-11-22T16:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T12:19:29.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Missionaries, Anthropologists, and Skunks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry! I have been really busy and have gotten behind in my postings! So I apologize that this is a random sampling of some things that have happen in the last two weeks or so...some serious stuff first and then a few funny stories and then some prayer requests...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A few weeks ago we had a special "mapping ceremony" where we got to place our pictures on this giant map of the world in the Global Center. It was a really special time to look at the world and see all the places to which we are being sent out and marvel in anticipation of the awesome things that God is going to do through the 200ish people going through FPO (Field Personnel Orientation) right now. This is a picture of Kelly and me in Botswana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/IMG_2631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This past week has been devoted to the idea of "who they are." We have been studying about anthropology and worldview. Being an anthropology major in college, I was really excited to again be taking classes on culture, but these classes forced me to look at culture in a different way. For example, I took a class on tribal religions and we were given scenarios to read and decide what we should do. My scenario was about a young national pastor who was getting married and before you were to perform the ceremony a bull was sacrificed to the ancestors. We were to talk about what would be an appropriate Christian way to respond to these rituals. I had to think a long time about what I would do because the anthropologist in me would be all about some participant observation: to have a notebook out and be writing a detailed description of the ritual to later analyze, along with my other fieldnotes and transcriptions from interviews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; with other participants. I always thought I had a good handle on integrating my faith and my studies, but I am learning that there are many issues dealing with ministering to another culture that I hadn't thought about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/IMG_2620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/IMG_2620.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now something completely unrelated. Have you ever seen a "gourmet Arby's"? It's like normal Arby's but also has a salad bar, a burrito bar, all kinds of roasted chicken dishes, and vegetables. Plus you sit at a table and they bring your food to you! We have been to the Arby's a few times and this is me eating a fajita there. (Check out my nose piercing. I don't really think you can see it, but it's awesome!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Being a Journeyman at the MLC is way &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/charades.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/charades.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fun because there is always something to do...it's almost like being in college again, but out in the middle of a cow pasture. We have taken to playing charades. You try acting out Jumanji, The Origin of Species, or The Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants (my favorite guess for this one was "the relationship between him and her pants"?!) This is me taking my turn acting something out. Anyways, we had finished up playing last weekend and I was leaving to go back to my quad around 12:30. I wasn't paying attention and all of a sudden I come upon a real live skunk sitting right in the middle of the path!! He lifts his tail up and I scream, thinking "surely I am going to be sprayed!" That stinkin' skunk chased me all the way down that path. I looked ridiculous running from this striped critter. Finally he turned around and let me go on home but my heart was beating so fast and I couldn't stop laughing to myself. I wish someone had been with me.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/200/image-skunk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Here are some specific ways that you can pray for me right now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-Pray that God would continue to prepare a place for Kelly and I to serve in Botswana and that God would continue to give us patience as we wait to hear where we are going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-Pray for safe travels and happy holidays as Kelly, "C", and I go to Northern Virginia for Thanksgiving with my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-Continue to pray that I would be able to absorb as much information as possible from our classes at MLC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-Pray for energy for me. Last week we had shots and I got sick from the yellow fever immunization. Since then I haven't had that much energy and last night I had a fever again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Thanks to all you who have have written! It means a lot to me! Keep the mail coming!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-113220415689491783?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/113220415689491783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=113220415689491783' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113220415689491783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113220415689491783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2005/11/missionaries-anthropologists-and.html' title='Missionaries, Anthropologists, and Skunks'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-113158091607203165</id><published>2005-11-09T19:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T19:08:21.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And Here's Some Substance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;First, I'd like to start off with a disclaimer: Kelly did not actually kill the snake in the last post. (Mom, it was a joke. There's this scene in The Gods Must Be Crazy where's there is a snake killing and Kelly's brother told her that she had to learn how to do that...) Sorry for the misunderstanding. I promise I will no longer confuse people with my unusual sense of humor...(ok, now that is a lie...) But moving on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/milkoo01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/200/milkoo01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday morning I was drinking my daily chocolate milk for breakfast. I opened up the carton and took a sizeable gulp and immediately began to choke! THE MILK WAS SOUR!! I managed to run to the trashcan and spit it out (setting a good example for the kids around the table). I looked at the sell by date and the milk was supposed to be good until Nov. 19! (I felt like that scene out of Napoleon Dynamite where Napoleon tastes all the milk at the FFA competition and he's like "this one taste like the cow got into an onion patch") This morning I was opening up my chocolate milk to give it another go and this guy at my table was like "You better smell that, yesterday some girl threw up from the sour milk!" and I was like "That was me!" Then he said that he also heard the girl who had the bad milk was "extremely poised" throughout the whole situation...so at least that was nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Also yesterday was our first immunization clinic! I got shots for Rabies, Polio, and Hepatitus A. Here, Kelly and I are posing with our awesome bandaids from our awesome shots that are going to keep us safe from disease in Botswana. Each day I am more and more amazed at the generosity of the IMB. They spend about $1200 per person on our innoculations. Most sending agencies require their personnel to pay out of pocket for their shots, but because of the money people like you give to the Cooperative Program and the Lottie Moon Christmas offering the IMB can afford to pay for our shots. So thank you for your giving! I am an example of how your money is being used! (Scary to think, huh?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/IMG_2623.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But seriously these past few days truly have been amazing. It seems like everyday God is constantly affirming His call on my life to serve overseas. I remember being a little GA and thinking that missionaries were so cool, and now I'm employed by the IMB and write on the occupation line of forms: missionary. It still seems so strange. I am so excited to get on the field, but at other times I seem so not ready as daily God reveals my own inadequacies apart from Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The strategy of orientation is first to focus on who we should be, then who "they" are (focusing on our people groups), and then seeing how to bridge the gap between us and them. Right now we are in the middle of examining our own lives...God is teaching me a lot about resting in Him more and finding out the greatness of His loving heart. Jean Pigott summed up my exact musings circa 1876 in his hymn "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.breadsite.org/lyrics/322.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jesus, I am resting, resting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Literally though I have been "resting, resting" during a lot of the sessions (which may seem funny, but is really not at all.) I appreciate the prayers of those of you that have already talked to me about this unfortunate problem, and the rest of you that have been asking for specific ways you can pray for me this is one: Pray that I stay awake so I can glean all the information I can from training and that I would be more focused on God. (Mom, why did we never get me checked out for a sleeping disorder?) Also, you can pray for the Tswana people group in Southern Botswana. Kelly and I still don't know where we are going to be placed specifically, but we know that it will be with this people group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Finally, I'd like to assure many of you who have &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/DSC00062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/DSC00062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;commented to me that I only talk about Kelly that I do have other friends here. We are all assigned different security levels and so some people can't have their picture taken based on their security level. Therefore, you get to see a lot of security 1 Kelly and me. So we devised this way to show you our other friend who is awesome, "C."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Let me know how this post goes for you. It is an answer to many people's concern that I should add some actual substance to my postings rather than just talk about what we've done and tell crazy stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-113158091607203165?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/113158091607203165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=113158091607203165' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113158091607203165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113158091607203165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2005/11/and-heres-some-substance.html' title='And Here&apos;s Some Substance'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-113123476081701729</id><published>2005-11-05T18:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T18:52:40.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This week in training...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/em%20and%20mlc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/em%20and%20mlc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here's some pictures of my new home for the next few weeks! Yeah MLC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/Sunset%20at%20MLC.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/Sunset%20at%20MLC.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Isn't this sunset beautiful? Kelly took this the other day. MLC is gorgeous right now with all the leaves changing. Today we had ESL certification training and it was so nice outside the instructor let us out early to enjoy fall! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/DSC00055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So the first week of training is over! We've scavenger hunted, made learning goals and personally assessed ourselves, prepared personalization reports, researched our countries, opened missionary bank accounts, met with our regional reps, had fitness testing, went on a personal retreat, attended sessions on grief, excercised every morning at 6 a.m., and completed other missionary-type activities. We've enjoyed late nights of talking, early mornings of walking, excursions off campus, and general all around silliness. Next week I think we are starting a hip-hop dance club. (Maybe a little Diverse City tribute...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/DSC00042.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I also found out this week that I'm going to have to learn how to drive stick shift...on the left! And we're going to learn how to kill chickens! Training is quite an adventure! Like today, when we went on a walk and Kelly picked up this snake (by her foot) and killed it with her bare hands similar to in "The Gods Must Be Crazy" (filmed in Botswana...so if you want to watch a hilarious movie about my soon to be new home, check that out!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/kelly%20and%20snake.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-113123476081701729?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/113123476081701729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=113123476081701729' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113123476081701729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113123476081701729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-week-in-training.html' title='This week in training...'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-113089691103732866</id><published>2005-11-01T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T21:01:51.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Training has officially begun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today was a day of firsts. It is the 1st of Novemeber and the first official (half)day of training. This afternoon we had our first sessions and got bombarded with all kinds of confusing information about banking and we met with our small groups for the first time. It has been cool to get to talk with people that are going all over the world and meet not only other Journeymen but also Masters (the 2 year program for retired folks) and other career missionaries all training at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/IMG_2613.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is one of my dear apartment-mates Kelly Woody. (Yes I do have a room of my own!) She is also going to Botswana to serve on the HIV teams. We are still uncertain where they are going to place us, but we heard from the field that they're talking more about putting us in the village. We will just have to trust and wait to find out more.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I would like to say that today was my first piece or mail...but alas, I fear that will be my new "missionary shoes" I had to order.  (A pair of Chacos...all the cool missionaries are doing it...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But in the meantime we also had another crazy first...the first time to check out the "squatty potty"! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/IMG_2614.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So we're still working up to actually using it...but sometime during training...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/IMG_2614.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-113089691103732866?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/113089691103732866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=113089691103732866' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113089691103732866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113089691103732866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2005/11/training-has-officially-begun.html' title='Training has officially begun!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401850.post-113051984761836081</id><published>2005-10-28T13:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T17:03:38.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Always a Procrastinator</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/1600/MLCarial.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2699/1800/320/MLCarial.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On Sunday I leave for training at the MLC! Despite how much I procrastinate about doing paperwork, sending out prayer cards, writing proposals, etc. and despite how much I like sleeping in on a daily basis, I am looking forward to training and being a "student" again. You all can write to me during training--I really like to get letters and packages! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The address is: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Emily Weaver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Missionary Learning Center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;16492 MLC Lane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Rockville, VA 23146&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401850-113051984761836081?l=emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/feeds/113051984761836081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18401850&amp;postID=113051984761836081' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113051984761836081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18401850/posts/default/113051984761836081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyinbotswana.blogspot.com/2005/10/always-procrastinator.html' title='Always a Procrastinator'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772374314062039141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/94/8494/640/crop%20em.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
