Simply enjoying
This afternoon, I decided to take a different road up the mountain, find a coffee shop, and read there. I remembered that this one road not too far from my home went clear up to the top of the mountain, where I used to house-sit and parrot-sit for friends.I drove up steep, steep roads (perhaps at a 45 degree angle), encountering at times hairpin turn after hairpin turn. I'll definitely take another route down, I thought to myself. This'd be a bit much coming down on a scooter.I passed unattended fruit stands, where you could weigh your own persimmons and

What If Jesus Meant All That Stuff?
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"Miss Booysen, where does pasta come from? And cheese?"
We were talking about things we're thankful for again this morning. Says my one kid: "I ate pasta last night, Miss Booysen. I'm thankful for pasta! Oh, Miss Booysen? Where does pasta grow?"We'd been talking about veges recently, and made a chart of which vegetables grow above ground, and which ones under the ground. I asked them to turn to their partners and come up with an answer. When they shared their answers, most thought that pasta grew on trees. I wonder if it is because there are some strange trees in our neighborhood with these strange-looking hairy, rooty things hanging from their branches! It looks kinda like dark spaghetti!We decided we might have to go ba

"Eggs come from CHICKENS??"
I've realized that in the busy-ness of work and studies, I'm losing some of the really adorable things my kids do and say by not writing them down. At lunch after church, a friend reminded me of this, though...Last week, I took my kids to a local market. We have been talking about vegetables. Where do which veges grow? And so on and so forth. So during our visit to the market, we saw much more than fruit and vegetables, of course. We also saw slaughtered ducks and chickens, fresh fish, and a cornucopia of Chinese treats.Passing the egg stand, I asked something about whether eggs were vegetables. Which led to a simple explanation that eggs come from chickens.

Looking back
(Some of this is a repost. Some is new.)I've walked on the Great Wall,and dived the Barrier Reef.I've hiked the Knysna forestand I've soared over the Serengeti plains.I’ve hung on for dear life on jeepneys in Manilla,and in matatus in Nairobi.I've dodged potholes in the Rift Valley,and gotten lost in Taiwan.I've explored the back streets of Manhattan,and have known the freeways of LA.I've bargained for fuel in the Congo,and pleaded with police in Mozambique.I have walked on a glacier in Alaska,and sailed around islandsin the mid-summer heat.I’ve camped on the beach in