Sometimes

Sometimes I wonder how I ended up here. At SCS.  The exact school I specifically avoided because I didn't want to student teach at it. I didn't want to teach rich kids. Yet here I am. 

Sometimes its hard to explain how teaching rich kids is ministry. Especially when my mind is filled with images of Batey Lima or San Jose or walking the streets in Juan Dolio one night with the Lily House missionaries.  It doesn't seem like Santiago could be in same country as those towns.

Sometimes I feel as if I'm not living in the DR. Times when friends say they've been without power for 3 days. I have an inverter. When friends don't have running water for days. When friends can't get to church because of too much rain. 

I don't get me wrong, not for a second have I regretted taking a job at SCS. Not in the least. But I never expected this is were I would be. But this is exactly were God put me. And he's using it teach me so many things. Things I'm realizing 'on my own' and many things that come more indirectly. 

Over the past few weeks as I've begun to do develop relationships with my SST students I've noticed a shift in my perspectives. I haven't quite figured out a new perspective but I can see it beginning to form. 

As I've talked with my students and heard the stories I've learned that many times rich kids don't have anything. Their lives, families, or homes may be falling apart behind the fancy houses and expensive clothes. They need loving teachers to model Christ just as much as any of the 'poor' students I've worked with.  When I type that out it looks so straight forward. I'm sure if I'd read that a year ago I would have agreed with it, but now I really see it in a way I didn't before.  A way that, I think, with change the way I approach working with the 'poor'.

Now, I don't think that my passion has changed. I'm pretty confident God has plans for me to work among the materially poor one day. There aren't many days without thoughts of San Jose, Batey Lima, or somewhere like them.  But I'm leaning that this socio-economic thing is way bigger than I'd though and I'm just beginning to touch the edges. I'm learning that God's power to transform lives is way bigger than economic statues...even in a country were so much placed on that status. 

Last Thursday I began volunteering at a Christian school down the street for SCS, but worlds apart. I spent half an hour working with two 2nd grade barrio boys practice reading in Spanish. That's right I was helping them read in Spanish.  I'm hoping I didn't teach them wrong.  But in that half hour my heart was filled with a joy in a way that just doesn't happen at SCS. 

Sometimes I wonder how I ended up here. Living in the DR. Teaching in the exact country I've thought about teaching in since 2008. Where teaching rich kids and poor kids is a 5 minutes walk apart, so I'm able to do both. Because all kids need to see Christ's love and know that God is good.

Sometimes I imagine were I might be in the future. And sometimes I remember Ephesians 3:20 tells us God can do more than we could ever imagine.  I'm here now and that's more than I ever imagined.  

My Ephesians 3:20 t-shirt, given to me by a mission team just before moving to Santiago. It's one of my favs. 

This and That

1.  I've started reading Revelations this past week during my devo time.  Revelations is one of those books that I've never been super excited about reading. Probably because I don't understand it that well.  But I've been reading through the New Testament and finally made it to Revelation. While I've been reading I've noticed there's a good number of verses in the first few chapters that praise God.  Those have been a good reminder and blessing to me this past week.

2. We recently had a staff member return to the States for medical reasons. I've been moved from substitute teacher to SST, what we call special ed here. I now have a weekly schedule rotating 17 kids for pull out sessions. I'm slowing getting used to everything, but I'm super excited to have my own schedule and students. I've only been in SST about 9 days so I can't tell you much yet, but keep an eye out for updates. I've spent the first few days trying not to be overwhelming as I go through all the materials the students had been using.  I'm getting close to having a basic idea of what I'll be doing each week. I'm so blessed to be in this new position and have an opportunity to build deeper relationships with these students.

3. Huelga, again. This is the second time in as many weeks.  Last weeks was a strike of the transportation industry so taxis and other forms of public transportation weren't running.  Tomorrow may be the start of a two or three day commerce strike meaning stores would be closed.  So far neither strike has closed school, but we're still all hoping we can get a little break out of this.

Finally, since I'm obsessed with Spanish worship music....here's my latest obsession: Evan Craft with Spanish versions of Christ Tomlin's Awake My Soul and Hillsong's Oceans. Disfruta!

Professora Wilcox

Hello, allow me to introduce myself. Miss Wilcox, Spanish Teacher.

This school year I've taken on many different roles as a substitute teacher. I've taught every grade Pre-K3 through freshman. I've taught library, art and, music. 

Today was different. Today was the first time I've been a Spanish Teacher.  Now I wasn't just teaching Spanish, I was teaching in Spanish. I have to admit it felt pretty great. :)

Okay, confession time. I wasn't completely by myself.  The (real) Spanish teacher was still in the classroom, but she'd injured her back and was in a lot of pain.  The first class I couldn't do much. It takes a bit of warming up before my brain switches to Spanish. By the last class of the day, I'd seen the same lesson twice already and had gotten my warm up in talking to students in smaller groups. When the last class came in I asked the teacher if she wanted my to take it.  She let me and I went for it.

Today, the first and second grade classes learned the j and g sounds.  Our practice words were; gemelos, girasol, jefe, and jirafa. I even learned something new about Spanish myself.  In Spanish, the letter g changes sounds depending on which vowel it is with.  When g is with an e or an i it makes the equivalent to the English h. However, when g is with a, o, and u it sounds like the English g. For example, gato, gomas, and gustar.

Hopefully, for her sake, our Spanish teacher can return to school on Wednesday without any back pain. I told her, however, if she's not I can manage the classes--just don't count on me being fully fluent by then :P

Semester 2

I've been back in the DR for just over a week after a wonderful Christmas break in the States. It was wonderful to be back in the States after nearly 7 months here in the DR. Here are a few of my highlights:
--seeing family: parents, brothers, sisters, cousins, aunts and uncles
--decorating my parents' house for Christmas
--2% Milk,
--seeing friends
--Thrifting with friends
--snow

Family: Goofing off with my new webcam

So glad there was snow for me to enjoy

A few lowlights are
--not getting to see certain friends
--not going downtown Chicago
--and not going ice skating
Those last two had been planned for weeks, but once I got to IL we quickly realized that the weather was just too cold for such a trip to be in enjoyable.

New Year's Eve with the friends I did get to see
and the one's I'd hoped to go to Chicago with.

Now that I'm back in the DR it's has been nice to start getting back into a routine (even though I miss getting to see my little brother everyday!)  Here's a few things I've enjoyed since getting back:
--a laptop, finally! It's so nice to have a real computer again after my broke last Spring. Writing this blog is sooo much easier and you get pictures now :)
--I have stuff--I hadn't exactly planned on living and working here when I packed in May.  While it was definitely worth going without some things last semester, it feels a bit more like real life to have my own personal things again. My pillow, bedding (I'm so thankful for this; it's much cooler here now), work clothes--teaching work, not messy work (I'd brought plenty of those for my internship), dishes, decorations, and more.  All stuff I didn't need or was provide for me during my internship.
--my roof.  I love love love my rooftop.  Its beautiful--great view looking down on the city, mountains all around. It's a great place for afternoon devos or chatting with friends while watching the stars.

View from my roof: Sun bursting through the clouds

Until next Tuesday!! PS--I didn't proofread this.

Christmasy Things

Hello Friends--

If you read my blog from last year, I mentioned that I've been covering for a 4th grade teacher who is sick. She's still too sick to be a school, but thankfully she's out of the hospital. That dengue stuff is no joke. Pray for her, she's been sick eight days now.  Well, tonight is the elementary Christmas program, so I am not only subbing during the school day but also I'm with 4th grade for tonight's performance. Students are to be back by 5:30 which didn't leave me enough time to go home and return after school.  I'm taking the extra time as an opportunity to get this blog written. It is Tuesday, after all; my blog day.  It's rather nice being able to type this on the desktop here at school with my 'Christmas Playlist' on YouTube playing in the background.  My iPad typing skills just aren't this fast yet; nor do I know how to multitask with it that way.

Its starting to feel a bit more Christmasy around here. Sunday my church had a special Christmas service and lunch afterwards. I always love a chance to experience a new part of this culture.  Rice, stemmed veggies, chicken, and pork aren't what I consider a typical Christmas dinner.  I didn't even have to ask what type of meat the pork was--the pig's head with the apple stuck in it were sitting front and center on the serving platter.  As a appetizer, while we were waiting for the food, we are grapes; something I haven't had for a very loooonnnnggg time.  Grapes and apples are typical Christmas foods here.  Since they are so expensive to buy in the DR these fruits are usually save for special occasions such as Christmas.

Last night my Bible study group went Christmas caroling around to homes of various staff members. It was such a fun time for all of us. Several times we had the Dominican neighbors of the staff member come out to listen to us.  At one point we even had two different strangers videoing/taking pictures of us. One staff member we visited sent out an email today thanking us and shared that a visiting, unsaved relative was impressed. What a fun way to be a testimony to the real meaning of Christmas.

I have 3 1/2 days before heading back to the States for Christmas.  It's really strange to think that I'm going to be back in the States.  I haven't been there since May!  What will it be like? Culture shock-maybe, cold-definitely.  Strange, confusing, welcoming, joyful--I don't really know.  Probably a bit of everything.  Can't wait to see everyone :)


Here's one last thing before I finish---the staff at school got together and planned a "What doe the fox say?" flashmob for the students.  You can check out the video here https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=deBRKsqmzOE.  I'm on the very end on right,  I'm cut out of the frame until towards the end when we start to circle up. 

Happy Tuesday and Feliz Navidad!!!

It's great. I love it! Part 2

So often I'm asked if  I like the DR or how my job is going. And while this title is true, I have a hard time explaining why I feel that way.  I love being here yet I can't really say any specific thing that I love. I just love the combination of everything. 

One day some students asked if I liked the food.  I eat most of it and it's good but I'm not crazy about it. At home, I just cook American foods that I like; but that could also be because that's what I know how to cook. Plus we have Dominican food every day for lunch at school. For all my adventure-ness and traveling I'm pretty content to stick with foods I know I like. I am kinda a picky eater.

I love being around Spanish. Hearing it and being able to speak it--even though I don't very often because tengo vergüenza (I'm shy).   I'm learning more little by little. I've found a church without other Americans and my friend is the only English speaker.  I'm looking forward to getting more connected next semester and using lots of Spanish.

I love, love, love singing worship songs in Spanish.  My roommates from last year were probably tired of Spanish worship because I played it so much. My church plays some songs I know in English, but many are of the Spanish songs are new to me. I love that. I feel like it gives me a chance to experience how Dominicans worship, rather than American worship in Spanish. Once while listening to Spanish worship a friend said, "I love this. It's so happy!" Another friend replied, "It makes me want to dance." Perfect summary right there.

I love teaching. Even though I'm a sub this year I am still able to do some of my own ideas and plans.  Last week our librarian was away for a training conference for a day.  For the kindergarten lesson she gave me the book but let me create the activity. I fully enjoyed finding a worksheet to go with it on Pinterest.  Then I adapted it to find the kindergarten level and amount of class time we had.  This week I was in fourth grade for most of the week (one of the teachers is sick).  This was such a great learning experience.  Surprisingly, I've never worked much with kids at this age level so everything was new to me. This was really my first experience with upper elementary kiddos. I have so much knowledge and experience with younger kiddos that it's pretty easy to make something up on the spot and go with it when I need to. This week with fourth grade was just so different. They don't like the same things younger kids do, they don't respond to things the way I expect. Every day got a little easier as I learned a little bit more about how to interact and teach this level.  If I have my own classroom I'd still want  lower elementary but I'm glad for this experience and the chance to learn something new.  Who knows? Maybe if I spend more time in fourth grade it will grow on me.

I love that it's 80 degrees out while friends back home are posting picture of 18 or 4 degree weather.  I just Skyped my family and they showed me a foot of snow out the front door.  I love that snow, but the cold, not sure how I'm gonna handle that when I get back next week. Brrrrr....

I love that I work at a school that makes it possible to live in the DR (I even get paid this time!) while helping those less materially blessed than us.  Last Saturday I helped carry concrete for a new floor at the home of one the school cleaning ladies.  Previously, she'd had a  dirt floor.  SCS was able to raise the money for the concrete through a Jean Day fundraiser. When I arrived four or so of her family members were working.  Several other staff members were also there to help out as they could.  My  legs were covered in concrete and my arms ached the next day but I loved serving were I could.  I've heard stories all week from different staff members sharing this lady's thankfulness and joy for her new floor.  She's the only believer in her family, but we pray this act of kindness will soften some hearts. 

I love so much about being here, being in this culture, but if I kept adding to this list I'd never post this blog.  Gracias por leer.  ¡¡Feliz Navidad!!

Tuesday, Blog Day!

Over a month ago, probably more like two, I scheduled for myself Tuesdays as blog writing days.  Since then I've written maybe one blog post.  Something always seems to come up: my roommates last week, out to dinner, shopping trip, or a Skype call.  The busyness (or the nothing-ness) of life gets in the way quickly. So before this makes yet another Tuesday without a blog post, I want to quickly write something. This isn't the '"It's great. I love it" Part 2' post I've been wanting to write, but I'm trying to make a habit.

Wisdom teeth and Thanksgiving.  Exciting, right?   Okay, maybe not so much.  This makes two years in a row that I've spent Thanksgiving in the DR.  Sunday night was the SCS potluck Thanksgiving dinner at the directors home.  Turkey, gravy, stuffing, mashed potatoes, green bean casserole, and apple crisp, plus tons more that didn't make it on my plate. We have these all staff get together once a quarter and I love that we all gather in a huge circle in the yard for a time of singing and worship.  After the food and the worship, I got to hold a teacher's newborn baby for at least thirty minutes while she caught up with another staff member. That made my night, I would have kept her longer if possible. :)

Wednesday was a half day at school with bunches of kiddos dressed up as Pilgrims and Indians.  After all the time I've spent in Latin countries and their camps/youth groups I shouldn't be surprised but how much they get into costumes and dressing up, but I still am. They always go all out.

Wednesday afternoon I headed to the dentist to have my wisdom teeth removed, all four. Oh, I wasn't put to sleep either; my headphones were my best friend. When I first meet with the dentist in planning this he told me it would only take 20 minutes. That seemed a bit fast to me. I timed he; he was done in 17.  Numbing shots and all that, excluded from 17.  My appointment was at 2pm and I was walking out by 3pm.  My family had a real fun time Skyping me that afternoon as I tried to figure out how to talk while all numb. I spent Thanksgiving day reading The Two Towers and watching the Macy's parade on TV. I was able to eat mashed potatoes for dinner still.  That's the nice part about Thanksgiving food; most if it is still edible on a soft food diet: mashed potatoes, stuffing, gravy, cranberry sauce.  

Everything about this has gone great, even compared to what I've heard from people had heir teeth out in the States. I love having all this extra space in my month now, but my teeth are all very sensitive now as they're adjusting to take advantage of that space.  Other than that, I really don't have any pain.  I get my stitches out tomorrow :) 

If you're thinking about having your wisdom teeth out it's super cheap here, and the dental office is very clean, modern, and up to date. I've had no complications.  Unfortunately, your flight would be more expensive than the surgery.  

Hopefully, you'll see another blog post on each of the two Tuesdays before Christmas break.  And hopefully, I'll see YOU over break.  I'm coming back to the States just five days shy of a full seven months here.