Saturday, December 1, 2012

Moving!


We moved out of Bontoc and put all our belongings on a big gravel truck.  We had two big bookshelves that we couldn't maneuver down the stairs so we had to lower them down from the second floor balcony.  I never knew we had so much stuff.  The good thing is we had at least 20 people helping us.  Dad rode with our stuff while we rode in the van.  We had so much fun listening to music that I didn't mind the 6 hour ride.  The best way to travel in the mountains is singing silly songs all the way.  It was especially funny when my sisters dramatized "The Cheeseburger Song".  We went to McDonald's for real cheeseburgers and coke floats.  Dad had to wait until 7 to come because Baguio has a 3 p.m. - 7 p.m. truck ban to cut down on traffic.  Then our family and maybe 5 others moved all our stuff into an empty dorm.  It was easier because we didn't have any stairs in our way.
          The first apartment they lowered the price then raised it again and then lowered it again.  Besides, it was small.  But we found a house.  It has a courtyard, lots of space and storage, and plenty of water!  It is amazing!  We are very excited about it.  
While our parents unpacked, we played soccer and badminton.  We developed a game called soccer tag where you try to hit the others with the soccer ball so they are it.  We can't kick the ball off the ground, though, because there is a creek right behind our fence.  Mom says we are not to go there because the neighbors throw trash in the water.  There's one piece of black netting that sways like a moray eel.  Our landlady lets us play in her courtyard.  It's larger and much more private than our own.  There is part of a mountain with stairs up to it that we can sit on.  It seems like a very good place to draw but I haven’t done so yet.  However, I have discovered that the cement concrete walls are perfect for chalk pictures.
Glad to be home (even though I still miss Bontoc sometimes),
Adriana

Our Summer


Thank you everyone who is still checking our blog. We are so sorry that we have not posted sooner.
This summer we were able to visit our family and friends in the USA.  It was so great to see everyone. These are some of the things we did:
  • Adriana and Alexie took the SAT and visited colleges.
  • Alayna got her ears pierced.
  • Enjoyed devouring the great quantity of books at the public library
  • Spoke at several churches 
  • Went out on the boat with Grammie and Papa
  • Swam
  • Blueberry picking with Sam and Grammie
  • Went Salmon fishing on Lake Michigan with Uncle Neil
  • Helped with and participated in two Vacation Bible Schools
  • Went to the beach with the Youth group
  • Had sleepovers at Grandma and Grandpa
  • Watched the sunset with Uncle Ed
  • Made baskets with Mrs. Emmereth
  • Annalise started violin lessons.
  • Took CPR
  • Trained for a Five-K and ran the Logan’s Run
  • Visited old friends and made new ones
  • Went bowling, miniature golfing, and go carts with Aunt Rhonda, Jordan, Josiah, and  Stone
  • Went to the zoo and fed giraffes with Grammie and Papa
  • Danced and sang along at the World Pulse Festival with our friend Katie
  • Watched fireworks and went miniature golfing with Grandma and Grandma and Uncle Ed
  • Celebrated Annalise and Alayna’s  birthday with a splashing pool party
  • Adriana got accepted into Bethel College’s REACH program which is online course allowing her to earn high school and college credits at the same time.  She started  August 30th. 

Thank you everyone for the special time you spent with us. We all had a great summer.
The Dancing 4a’s
Adriana  Alexie  Alayna   Annalise

                

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

World War II Stories

Lately, I have been joining my parents at their weekly clinic. Adriana and I have just learned about World War II so we sent emails out to our great-grandparents to learn about their experiences in World War II. Then the following week when we were at clinic, Dad asked the people there about their experiences. I hurried to write notes but most of the people did not have any stories. One man did. He had many stories. His wife invited me to her houses to her more stories. After breakfast, he started telling stories. He was captured by the Japanese and a messenger for the Americans. My favorite story is of his time as a messenger:
“I was taken as a messenger for the American. They would put a message in a wax container like the ones tennis balls come in. Then they put it in my back pack covered it with grass, kamote, and then some more grass. I would hike to Betwagan via. Taluban. An American squad was always with me. There were many leeches on the path.  When I got there, they took my back pack, fed me, and clothed me. Then they let me rest the next day. They also gave me a field jacket that reached past my waist because it was too big. Then I walked back with my back pack and when we went home, they took my backpack again. It may have had a new message in it. I had to keep my journey a secret so I learned what secret and top secret meant from the military.  I was also given two triangles of cloth: one white and one red for when I went to Samoki. I would hide them in my g-string and tie them on sticks and use them as signals for the Americans. I would wave them three times. It is only now I know that the red meant danger and that the white meant forward.”
Still dancing,
Alexie