Typhoon Haiyan

Dear friends and family,

As many of you know, two weekends ago one of the strongest storms to hit land in recorded history swept across the Philippines.  The local news is still predicting that up to 10,000 people have lost their lives. Many homes have been flattened and destroyed. This a huge tragedy and so many have suffered great loss. More loss is to come. Throughout this week I have been surprised at some filipinos I know who are from Visayas ~ who have family with destroyed homes or who have lost their lives.

A few days ago my friend Nicole and I met with a Filipina friend (Ate Nimfa) at Mc Donalds. She had asked us if we could donate some food to her family who live in Leyte, Visayas. When we met with her, this is what she shared:

Ten of her family members had died in the super typhoon. All of her relatives' homes have been destroyed. Most of them were rice planters or coconut harvesters. With many of the coconut trees having snapped, it will take time before they can grow and be harvested again. The land will also have to recover before they can farm rice.  She said that rice farming and coconut harvesting is Leyte's (the island where Tacloban is located) main source of income.  Many people will be affected by this.  It will be a long road to recovery.  She shared how the streets are full of dead bodies - some in body bags and some not. The air smells of decaying bodies.  It is very sad.

There is no cellphone signal there and so her cousin was able to get to another island where she could call family in Manila to ask for help. Ate Nimfa began to cry as she told us of how she feels guilty when she eats knowing that her family has lost so much in Leyte. The surviving relatives are in evacuation centers. They are given some food but it is not enough to satisfy their hunger.   Five of her family members in Manila are planning on leaving by bus to take a 24 hour ferry ride to Visayas to deliver whatever food, clothes, and supplies they could collect.  I am amazed at how Filipino families constantly rise up and look after one another.  

Please will you join me as we get on our knees before our heavenly Father.  Ate Nimfa is just one of the people who is hurting and impacted by Typhoon Haiyan.  Let’s join hands as the body of Christ and do what we can to help those in need - whether through prayer or financial help. If you are looking for a way to help, please let me know. 

With love,

Kelsie 

Life on Mulawan Street

Roommates

Along with a second year of teaching, it is also my second year of living in the Philippines.  I have three awesome girls as roommates and we live together in a fun, Filipino neighborhood. Two doors down is a 'sari sari store’, which is a neighborhood one-window convenient store.  We have quickly learned to love this store, especially when we realize we are out of eggs in the middle of baking.  We have very friendly neighbors and great neighborhood guards.  A few nights ago, I was privileged to fall asleep to some neighborhood karaoke music. This is not uncommon in many neighborhoods here. We also share our home with many cockroaches, which we could use one less encounter with. However, a feeling of true cleanliness and satisfaction washes over me with each cockroach terminated. 

Our local sari-sari store

Mulawan Street

Our home

We live near an intersection that is on pretty low ground; and so when the typhoons come, this area usually gets a bit flooded.  The rains haven’t been bad this year, until a typhoon began its path through the Philippines ~ giving us a typhoon day and a day off of school. Although a day off is nice, it's tough for people who have homes damaged or belongings destroyed.  A few days ago after a hard rain, I couldn't drive across the one major road between home and school. I attempted to pass through the flooded area hoping that the water was lower than it appeared; but when my engine began to make concerning noises, I decided to turn around.  After a few hours the Manila heat had done its job and the water had evaporated.  

I'm very excited for the school year and ministry ahead.  The Lord's plans are great!

Back to Manila and Back to Teaching

It's back to Manila and back to teaching! This year has started off to a crazy, yet rewarding beginning.  After many of the teachers had gotten their classrooms decorated and set up, our principal decided that my 2nd grade class of 28 (with some more on the waiting list) needed to be split. This meant, moving a teacher from kinder to teach Gr 2 and shifting 3 classrooms. I was amazed by the attitude of my roommate, Nicole (a second year teacher) in being willing to change grade levels at such short notice (she will be my grade partner). The last two days before school started were a bit of a mad rush, but the community really stepped up and helped.

This change has left me with a class of 15 students. It was a little bit of a culture shock coming from my class of 27 rowdy 2nd graders last year, to this year's quiet, small class. Classroom management is a much calmer ball game this time around. I did have any kids running away on the first day of school this year (like last year). I do not have any kids with bottoms hanging out from cubbies (like last year). I do not have kids rubbing my legs and commenting on the texture (like last year).  This is definitely going to be a different year.  Even though my class is small, it is very diverse with students from N America, Europe, and Asia. I look forward to investing in these students and giving them far more one-on-one attention.  I know that God has something up His sleeve for this class this year. 

Moral of the Story: Be Careful of What You Allow in to Your Classroom!

A while ago we were studying plant growth in second grade.  A few of my students dug up a plant on the playground, found a plastic bottle, turned it in to a vase and brought it in to my classroom to observe its growth.

I forgot about this plant and over the next few days my classroom began to smell like something had died or left its waste in my room. I gagged each time I walked in, but once the fan was turned on and worked its magic, the smell was bearable.  The smell grew worse as time went on. 

I was about ready to ask the custodians to help me search my room when I discovered the revolting source… the festering plant specimen. I grabbed it and started taking it out of my room. Each movement stirred the spoiled water and the decaying smell would waft out. I was going to get sick if I carried it much longer, so I threw it in to the first bush I found outside my classroom. This also happened to be right outside the girls’ bathroom and right where everyone passes by to go to class.

The smell soon filled the area and people upstairs were even complaining about an awful smell.  One of the custodians appeared outside my room and was pointing towards the bathroom while quickly fanning the air.  She started talking in Tagalog to another custodian as they were trying to find the source of this strong stench. I was crying tears as I was watching them and finally went outside to talk to them.  The one custodian said worriedly, “It smells so bad. People will think that I am not doing my job properly.” Through many tears, laughter, and broken conversation, I was able to shed some light on the situation. The custodian was so relieved to know what was causing the problem. Parents and students kept walking past complaining about the potent smell. It literally smelled overwhelmingly like feces.

The custodian tried to clean the dirt with toilet cleaner to get rid of the smell. This only worked for a few minutes before the awful smell returned.  It was so entertaining to watch her efforts.  After many attempts, water, fresh soil, and chemicals, the smell began to fade. 

Moral of this story: Be careful of what you allow in to your classroom!

My adorable Science-loving class!

What I Miss From Home... What I Love About the Phils...

What I Miss From "Home" (Being a missionary kid, I'm not alway sure of where home is, but  I'm referring to Colorado in this case):

• Friends and family
• Traffic rules being followed
• Cooler and less humid weather
• Drinkable running water
• The speed and convenience of life 
• Friends' weddings and engagements
• Understanding language and culture (for the most part)
• Not being the new kid (I don't feel this way anymore, but it became a bit exhausting to be on such a steep learning curve for the first few months)
• My mom's cooking
• Cheese and nuts! (They are very expensive here)
• Fresh milk 
• The clean air in CO (let's just say there is quite a bit of smog in Manila)
• Walmart
• Redbox
• Pandora

What I Love About the Philippines:

• Faith Academy and its staff and students
• The warm culture and kind hospitality
• The beauty ~ beaches, rice fields, people, mountains, volcanos, islands, fish, tree houses
• The perspective many people have on life
• People walking everywhere and catching public transportation
• The low price tag on many things (well, mainly labor)
• The opportunities and ministries 
• The hearts of my students and their parents who work with the needy
• Being able to help the needy all around (although I know there are many in need in the States, it is more visible here)
• Filipinos being so willing to help ~ whether it is jump starting a car or jacking up a vehicle to pull it out of a drainage system.
• People's door steps being literally on the road. 
• The basketball games that take place on the road that have to pause every time a car drives up. These games are complete with uniforms and a referee.
• Mangos and other tropical fruit
• The diversity - the nice metropolitan areas to the informal settlements
• (The geckos, cockroaches, mouse, spiders, and ANTS that happily share our home with us - I'm not sure how much I love these creatures)

Classroom Stories

Here are some cute stories from my classroom:

I was lining up my class so that we could be on our way to music when one of my students starts jumping and smelling my hair. “Uh Miss Carlson, why does your hair smell like…” sniff sniff. “… like plastic and...”, snif snif “… air conditioning?” I reply with a smile, “** (name of student) stop smelling my hair”.  He continues jumping and inhaling, “What? It really really does… it smells like plastic and air conditioning!” Haha I love how honest kids are. (I do wash my hair regularly! Maybe I need to try different product :P ) This is also the kid who likes to touch my leg and guess what I ate for lunch that day... I do use mouth mints and gum (when my kids are out of the room) but this little guy has a great nose!  

Earlier this week, after music, two of my kids had a little bit of a disagreement during our bathroom break.  I had the whole class come in to the classroom to begin our Social Studies lesson and was having kids turn and share their ideas with their neighbors. I noticed an empty desk in my room and opened the door to see where this student had gone.  One of the custodians pointed to our cubbyholes outside and I saw a little bottom hanging out. I’m amazed at the amount of flexibility and creativity this kid had to stuff himself in with his bag! How can you not burst in to laughter at that? I talked him out of his cubbyhole and convinced him to come back inside.

A few days ago while I was on duty, some kindergarteners were having an argument. One was very upset that the others were tickling her and began ignoring them. I talked to the other girls and asked if they thought she liked them tickling her. One of them paused and thought for a moment. Then she replied, “Well… she did say stop.” I had to pretend to wipe my mouth to cover my laugh as we finished our discussion.  There are many adorable rocket scientists in kinder!

I got to say, being a teacher is really fun.

Sweet Reminders

Yesterday was a day full of great reminders of God's love and faithfulness.  It was one of those days when you feel the Lord's smile and hear His sweet whispers all day long.

One of my favorite moments was when my 9 Korean students ministered to me.  I was asked to come sit in my students' ELL (English Language Learners) class so that they could practice their English and practice sharing the Wordless Book with me.  I sat there with one student at a time, knee to knee, face to face, and listened to each one thoroughly share the amazing Good News with me.

With each question I asked, they answered so clearly, confidently, and thoughtfully.  I had goose bumps running up and down my arms as I listened to their powerful words.  I sat in awe, with my eyes tearing up.

We talked about how we are all CHILDREN of GOD... which means we are children of the KING... which means we are his PRINCES and PRINCESSES. What an honor.  We don't deserve any of this... and yet He LAVISHES His love on us.

What a precious, precious, precious moment this was.  It was a good reminder that we should be thinking about this love and this gift all the time.  This is why I am here... to invest in missionary kids and missionaries, and to walk with them in their journey with Jesus.