Sunday, September 13, 2009

Love the Little Children

Tonight was a good night. I went to my first LSU football as a student. And it rained. A lot. But it was fun. I like rain. It makes me feel like a kid, intentionally stepping in the puddles and possibly splashing people that are around. However you don't really care that much because the height of the splash or the depth of the water has preoccupied your mind.

I am such a kid sometimes, but I also think I can learn so much from them. I remember one time a little boy was looking at the sky and he proceeded to tell me very enthusiastically that God painted a dragon in the sky. But God did. Even if it was just for that one boy. He did. He painted the dragon.

Where has my enthusiasm gone to? Where can I find it? I want to find excitement in everyday things. I desire their imagination. I used to tutor a girl after school, and everyday we would pretend we were ninjas. Sometimes she hit really hard. but it was awesome. When is the last time you played ninjas? .. that is what I thought.

And think about it.. You can't be around a kid without laughing or smiling. They bring joy to your heart (even if you do not want it there.)

My prayer is this; that as we are growing up we do not allow ourselves to be too mature to find dragons in the sky, to pretend to be super hero's, or to color in coloring books. You are never too old for anything. (except maybe playing in the playpen at McDonald's. ) : )

"What else is love but understanding and rejoicing in the fact that another person lives, acts, and experiences otherwise than we do…?"
Friedrich Nietzsche

Friday, September 4, 2009

I'm A Big Girl Now

So, I am moved out. It has been three weeks. I love it. Of course I miss my family and friends like crazy,but I enjoy the freedom, and it was time for a change. I could possibly have the best roommates in the world. You can try to argue with me, but I am stubborn.. So I always win. :)

My classes are good (excluding oceanography.. that class is awful, but I have hope for it.) I am taking :
5.History of Jazz

I am excited about them all, but I am not excited about the studying that I am going to have to do.. Keep your fingers crossed for me.

I met a guy in my Math class today and he speaks 5 languages. One of them includes Creole. Who speaks Creole!? That guy. That is who. And even though he does not know it yet, he is going to help me practice my Creole.. When I start learning it that is. I mean seriously, what are the chances that I will meet a guy that speaks Creole.. which happens to be the language spoken in Haiti..

Speaking of Haiti.. I dream about it almost every night. It is weird. They are so real. The other night I was dreaming that I was there and playing with the kids and then I woke up in Baton Rouge.. I was on the verge of tears. I miss those people greatly, and cannot wait until I can be with them again.

But for now, I am here. Completely. Because Mother Teresa always puts it best. "
Love begins by taking care of the closest ones-the ones at home"