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The key to remember tomorrow as classes begin is I am an expert at English.  Despite my actual level of skill I am to go in with confidence that I know it all.  I am a teacher and the students must feel confident I know what I am talking about.  Now, on the real, pray for me because anyone who reads my blogs knows I don’t do to well at English.  Thankful we don’t have to do grammar.  Otherwise all they would know is to put three dots at the end of a sentence for dramatic effect…

Today was a day of orientations.  We discussed cultural norms and expectations here at the house and than took taxis to the center.  The center was similar to how I remember but there have been some exciting renovations.  I’ll post a brief video to give you an idea of how it looks.  We had a good time.  I enjoyed the taxi ride, I would have enjoyed it a little more if we had the stereotypical foreign cabby “Ah Americans!?  TuPac is still alive!  Ride or Die!!”   But nope.  I got one who didn’t speak English so I couldn’t have a conversation.  Though Amman is not much different than many big cities in the states in the areas we have been thus far, I feel out of my depth due to a language barrier.  I just try to knod and smile and I hope I don’t offend anyone.  I say that because knodding and smiling at a conservative muslim woman could be perceived as an advance.  This would not be good…

Orientation was great, we met Jay, the guy who is apprenticing at the Alliance Center.  Even after being here once before we got a great orientation of culture, vision and mission.  I am excited to meet our students tomorrow!!  We got our list today Bethany and I are teaching Level 2 English.  I am very excited to build relationships with these students.  I think I care more about that than sight seeing.  Please pray for wisdom in the discussions that arise!

The saddest part of the day came right before the most delicious meal of the day.  A woman came up to me carrying an adorable young girl.  She spoke only Arabic, possibly Egyptian, and wanted money I assumed for her daughter.  But I could not understand her and had no money.  I tried to communicate that but she wasn’t having it and eventually just had to look away feeling helpless to do anything.  I felt horrible doing so, her plight meant something to me, I just couldn’t do anything.  I expect many circumstances like this.  I am looking for grace and discernment in how to deal with these.

Well I am about to go up on the roof… It’s time for me time before I go to bed.

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Bryce

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