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Weekly Contest #50
I was an extremely shy girl. I was just beginning to learn to talk to people. I was barely eighteen years old, and already a university student. My friends were my books, but I was determined to stop being so shy. I was at a Christian university, and I knew Christians were kind. I told myself I could talk to them because Christians were kind. I pulled courage from way down deep inside of myself and was learning to carry on conversations. My voice was so small. My natural voice sounded like a whisper. I had a frien...
Weekly Contest #49
When we lived in Nigeria, my oldest son was two years old. Now a days, he is a D. A. who went to the university and law school both on complete scholarship and bought a nice big house with cash before he was thirty years old. He speaks several languages and plays the guitar so well that his band won battle of the bands with a song he wrote. He also played the guitar on a song that went to 10th on the charts, but he chose to be a lawyer instead of a professional musician. He has always been a kind of wonder. In first grade...
Weekly Contest #46
When I was in graduate school, my professors really kept me studying. I was working on a masters in English, and I didn't want to waste any time. I had two small children, and I was afraid if I spent too much time in school I would miss their growing up. I know that children are with us for just a short time, but I needed to go to graduate school because my family wanted to go overseas. My family needed me to get a good job and a good visa, so I had to have the correct education. My education led to a lot of unusual books, deep thi...
Weekly Contest #45
Right after the revolution in Romania, the world had been turned upside down. Everything had to change, and it was downright hard on the Romanians. Romania had been Communist, and the were changing to Democracy. It was effecting everyone in some way. It was downright hard to change from Communism Democracy, but it had been so bad under Communism that the people were determined to change. Change is never easy, and change was a nightmare for many Romanians. Life was so hard right after the revolution that the people were calling themselve...
The first hunger strike I encountered was in Romania right after the Romanian revolution. I had worked behind he scenes to resolve the strike. I seem to have a very soft heart that just can't stand to see people suffer. In the first one, my friend, the man who was in the hunger strike, had won the right for people not to be put out of their houses into the streets. I was involved because I had figure out how to make the strike come to and end and make things work the way my friend wanted because I agreed with him. You can do things peacef...
After the Romanian revolution, the world was turned upside down. They were coming out of Communism, and all of a sudden, the homes they had had for years were no longer their homes. They were expected to buy their homes from the government. If they didn't have money, they were turned out of their homes. There were people just living on furniture in front of apartment buildings all over Romania. I walked through furniture in front of an apartment building in town when I went to the apartment of my friend. I saw on the news...
Weekly Contest #44
After we came back from Romania, we were living in the country in Ohio on the old Everson farm. It was a place of green rolling hills outside of Belpre, Ohio. I had been teaching at the university, and my husband had tried to get a job as a chaplain in the prison system, but was unable to, so went to work as a prison guard. He met a prison chaplain who along with his wife had adopted a Romanian girl from a Romanian orphanage. She had long black hair, big black eyes, and beautiful mocha skin. She may have been of gyps...
My friend called us "the fabled seven." We had been in Japan for a semester, a group of students from Oklahoma Christian University. We had been studying at Ibaraki Christian University in Japan together. We had gone through culture shock together. We had studied Japanese together. We had gone site seeing around Japan together. We had lots of Japanese friends, but everything good has to come to an end. We had to go back to America. We were on Japan Airlines a Boeing 747, a huge airplane. The year was 1976, ...
Weekly Contest #43
I was an American university professor in S. Korea. I had a lot of dealings in the international office. I came to see the man in charge in there one day, and he was gone. Sitting in his waiting area, there was a very small dark skinned boy with straight black hair, black eyes, and a very pleasant face. He seemed so lonely. He was out of place. I could tell he was very young and a long way from home. He wasn't Korean, and I had no idea where he was from. I asked him if he had seen my Korean friend who ran the office, Jaec...
Weekly Contest #41
Brace yourself. This is actually a true story that happened in my childhood, and as you read, you will understand why I said, "Brace yourself," just don't cry, be forewarned. If anyone knows anything about my childhood, it wasn't spent in America. My early school years were spent in England, and then Morocco. This story takes place in Morocco. My dad worked out of the embassy in Rabat, Morocco. There were no military bases, but there were American military people around. My dad taught electricity in Arabic to th...
Weekly Contest #40
I was recruited to go to S. Korea as a teacher of English at an elementary school. I had been a university professor, but had recently received all the credentials to teach English as a Second language for elementary school students. I was in a land where I didn't speak the language, and I was studying hard to learn to speak to the people around me. There was a Korea professor who was in charge of taking care of me. He wanted to show me all the nice things he could in S. Korea and was so proud of S. Korea. One day, he dec...
Weekly Contest #37
I have been a university professor all my adult life. My kids have been along for the ride. I teach international students, and my kids love spending time with my students. However, there was a time that it turned into a nightmare. You see, one of my students from an unnamed poorer country decided to change his major from Enlgish to Theology. He had come as an English major, become a Christian, and then decided he wanted to serve God as a preacher. The secret that people didn't know was that this very good looking, c...
Weekly Contest #36
Dear diary,Yesterday, it finally happened. I have lived in all parts of the world, in America, in Europe, and in Africa, but I have never lived in the Orient. When I was invited to do this, I couldn't believe it! I went to an Outreach meeting one Monday evening like I usually do to learn about missionaries all over the world, and they began talking about Japan. Tim and Jeff went to Japan for four months last year to study at Ibaraki Christian College and to learn from and help the missionaries. I like to hear about missio...
Weekly Contest #34
I lived in England when I was in elementary school. There were huge old houses out in the country around Visalia where I lived. My family lived in one of these old country houses with fire places, stair cases, and doors to who knows where. Just behind our house, there was a yard with a row of sheds on one side and a tall brick wall behind the sheds. On the other side of the brick wall, there were lots of flowers always blooming. My brothers and sisters and I climbed on top of the sheds and across that wall, but never into the flowerbed. ...
Weekly Contest #32
I have a friend that only history knows. She calls me from time to time to visit in her tepee and teach me. When I leave and come back, no one knows I'm gone. She has powers that the white man doesn't know. Her life was in 1772, a time that there where only the original people here, in a place they now call Oklahoma. She was the queen of the prairie, the wind swept, hot desert, but she could make it seem like a cool paradise. She was the most talented shaman of all the peoples. People now a days think only men did her job, but they ha...
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