If the past week has taught me anything, it is that Gods timing is the only timing that means anything. Between visa's, flights, plans and expectations, there are very few things that have gone according to my perceived timing. It seems to have happeneed that way to all of the Grace staff of late. Perhaps the Devil knows exactly where to hit us at this point. Perhaps he thinks if he strikes now, he stops the wonderful and awesome plans of the one true God. I, as usual, have no concise answers...
So, my crazy journey back to Bangladesh started in Sydney airport, where Cathay Pacific were reluctant to let me go due to my Bangladesh visa expiring soon. I guess they were doing the right thing, making sure I wouldn't be deported from Bangladesh at their costs. It didn't seem to matter how much I explained how Bangladesh operates, they didn't want me getting on that plane! Eventually, they let me sign some forms and they let me onto the plane... Then, mid-air to Hong Kong, one of the flight attendants comes and talks to me about it all again, making sure I understood that if anything happened, it was my problem not theirs. Hong Kong airport was a drama all its' own. My flight from their to Dhaka was scheduled to leave at 18:05. By 7.45 they still hadn't posted what gate the flight was laving from! As I was boarding, I was tackled with visa questions again!! Once on the flight, all was well, thank goodness! Dhaka airport, oh dhaka airport! They took my passport away for a little while after telling me 'Ok, Madam' when I told them I was about to reapply for my visa. Luckily, they brought the passport back and then let me into the country!!!! AMEN!
Now that I am back and settling into things, I've been provided with yet more evidence that Bangladesh, like God, works on it's own timetable... The difference between the two, however, is that when God promises something, it happens!!!!!
Til the next instalment,
K xx
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Q and A
20kg... 20kg! It's hard to fit your life into a suitcase, when all you are allowed is 20kg! I guess that this time around, I'm not moving my whole life over to Bangladesh, as I did last year, which is an upside. I am, however, stuck in an endless cycle of 'What is going to be most useful, Gumboots for the flooding or sheet music for my sanity?'... As usual, I think that the music will win the battle!
As usual, friends in Australia are asking all sorts of lovely questions, so I thought I'd stop and try to answer them as eloquently as possible:
What is Bangladesh like?
Well, in terms of climate, Bangladesh is what I imagine sitting in a drier that's 10 minutes into an hour cycle would be like. On the one hand, you're moist no matter where you are, and on the other hand it's flipping hot! I have a lovely little application on my laptop which keeps my up to date with the temperature and climate in Dhaka. At this current moment, it is 8 am in Bangladesh and it's already 30% with an added kick of 79% humidity. I really WISH I was kidding! Gees, the humidity is going to kill me next week! In other climate news, it's monsoon season at the moment, which means potential torrential rain, flooding and general blah-ness. Perhaps we'll have to head to school one day in boats rather than busses!
Why are you in Bangladesh?
This is a question that has so many long answers. The most straightforward response is this: I am in Bangladesh because God placed a calling on my life. I wasn't necessarily called to Bangladesh or teaching, I was called to live a life of genuine obedience, where I am challenged to do whatever God asks of me. It's something I have struggled with my whole life. Looking back, I now realise that there have been instances where I have not been obedient. I'm in Bangladesh as a teacher at a school that serves the mission families of Bangladesh by taking responsibility of the schooling of their children so that THEY can do what God has asked them to do without feeling any angst over the development or educational status of their children.
What does a 'normal' day look like for you in Bangladesh?
My day often starts by hitting the snooze button quite a few times! I have NEVER been a morning person, but the 'early to bed, early to rise' culture of Bangladesh schooling means that I get picked up for work at 6:45. I tell you what, those sorts of hours of the morning were NOT part of Gods perfect plan!!! On days when I sleep in, I leave for school at 7:15, to be in my classroom, doing final prep for the day by 7:30. The kids are brought to school on our fleet of school busses (basically just a set of vans) and they start to arrive at 7:45. The school day doesn't start until 8:15, but the kids are in the classroom early, finishing work from the previous day, reading, playing quiet games etc until the bell goes. Each day we have an assembly where the kids sing, pray and learn about God. These times are really special, the teachers take turns leading the assemblies and everyone has their own style. At the end of the day, when the cherubs have gone home I generally stay at school for a little while to do prep for the following day. We're very blessed in Dhaka to have a few western comforts like Internet and coffee shops - a lifesaver at the end of a long day!
What do you do aside from school? Are you able to relax?
Because there is such a large expatriate community in Bangladesh, there are many options for relaxation. There are 'clubs' people can join (There is an American club, Australian Club, Canadian club etc). These clubs provide respite, they are just a great place to hang out and unwind. The Australian club has a very laid-back feel, with a pool, tennis court, gym, bar, restaurant and tv area. Needless to say, escaping into the pool is a great way to waste an afternoon or 5 a week! Some of the bigger clubs have other things like dart competitions, pool tables etc which offer different relaxation! For those of us who are feminine and like to be pampered, there are eastern-run, Western-like salons, where getting your nails done is super cheap and a nice treat!
When are you moving back to Australia?
Ok guys, you can stop asking this question, because i quite simply DON'T have an answer for you! I'm contracted in Bangladesh until June 2011, and I don't know at this stage whether I will extend my contract, head back to Australia or move on somewhere else. When God makes the next move apparent, I promise I will tell people! But for the near future, the answer is 'Ami jani na' (I don't know - in Bangla!).
What's the best part about being in Bangladesh?
Without a doubt, the most pleasantly surprising thing about being in Bangladesh is the people who are now such an important part of my life. I now have friends spread out all over the world! It's amazing that God has intertwined so many lives through Grace International School. How else would I have met two Canadians, a wonderful friend from Northern Ireland, a ton of Bengali people who I love and numerous friends?!
What's the most confronting thing there?
Confrontation here can come at you from many fronts. What one person may find overwhelming isn't so bad for someone else. The thing that has shaken me more than anything here has been the immense poverty. That people need to beg in order to live astounds me. There are kids who were born on the streets, who work on the streets, grow up, learn to survive, and the shocking truth is that for most of them, that is the only life they will ever know.
Can you communicate while you're in Bangladesh?
You know what?! Skype is quite possibly the best invention ever! The beauty of Skype is unlimited. Between free phone calls and chat, free VIDEO calls are amazing and mean that even though I feel so far away from home, I'm still connected! Seriously, it's a free download! Add me - sydney.sweetheart ;)
As for the language-side of communication here, I'm very blessed that alot of people in Bangladesh speak enough English so that we can communicate! So, between their fumbled attempts at Engligh and my fumbled attempts at Banlga, we do just fine :)
If you have other questions, I'm more than happy to answer them! Fire away!
Kim xox
As usual, friends in Australia are asking all sorts of lovely questions, so I thought I'd stop and try to answer them as eloquently as possible:
What is Bangladesh like?
Well, in terms of climate, Bangladesh is what I imagine sitting in a drier that's 10 minutes into an hour cycle would be like. On the one hand, you're moist no matter where you are, and on the other hand it's flipping hot! I have a lovely little application on my laptop which keeps my up to date with the temperature and climate in Dhaka. At this current moment, it is 8 am in Bangladesh and it's already 30% with an added kick of 79% humidity. I really WISH I was kidding! Gees, the humidity is going to kill me next week! In other climate news, it's monsoon season at the moment, which means potential torrential rain, flooding and general blah-ness. Perhaps we'll have to head to school one day in boats rather than busses!
Why are you in Bangladesh?
This is a question that has so many long answers. The most straightforward response is this: I am in Bangladesh because God placed a calling on my life. I wasn't necessarily called to Bangladesh or teaching, I was called to live a life of genuine obedience, where I am challenged to do whatever God asks of me. It's something I have struggled with my whole life. Looking back, I now realise that there have been instances where I have not been obedient. I'm in Bangladesh as a teacher at a school that serves the mission families of Bangladesh by taking responsibility of the schooling of their children so that THEY can do what God has asked them to do without feeling any angst over the development or educational status of their children.
What does a 'normal' day look like for you in Bangladesh?
My day often starts by hitting the snooze button quite a few times! I have NEVER been a morning person, but the 'early to bed, early to rise' culture of Bangladesh schooling means that I get picked up for work at 6:45. I tell you what, those sorts of hours of the morning were NOT part of Gods perfect plan!!! On days when I sleep in, I leave for school at 7:15, to be in my classroom, doing final prep for the day by 7:30. The kids are brought to school on our fleet of school busses (basically just a set of vans) and they start to arrive at 7:45. The school day doesn't start until 8:15, but the kids are in the classroom early, finishing work from the previous day, reading, playing quiet games etc until the bell goes. Each day we have an assembly where the kids sing, pray and learn about God. These times are really special, the teachers take turns leading the assemblies and everyone has their own style. At the end of the day, when the cherubs have gone home I generally stay at school for a little while to do prep for the following day. We're very blessed in Dhaka to have a few western comforts like Internet and coffee shops - a lifesaver at the end of a long day!
What do you do aside from school? Are you able to relax?
Because there is such a large expatriate community in Bangladesh, there are many options for relaxation. There are 'clubs' people can join (There is an American club, Australian Club, Canadian club etc). These clubs provide respite, they are just a great place to hang out and unwind. The Australian club has a very laid-back feel, with a pool, tennis court, gym, bar, restaurant and tv area. Needless to say, escaping into the pool is a great way to waste an afternoon or 5 a week! Some of the bigger clubs have other things like dart competitions, pool tables etc which offer different relaxation! For those of us who are feminine and like to be pampered, there are eastern-run, Western-like salons, where getting your nails done is super cheap and a nice treat!
When are you moving back to Australia?
Ok guys, you can stop asking this question, because i quite simply DON'T have an answer for you! I'm contracted in Bangladesh until June 2011, and I don't know at this stage whether I will extend my contract, head back to Australia or move on somewhere else. When God makes the next move apparent, I promise I will tell people! But for the near future, the answer is 'Ami jani na' (I don't know - in Bangla!).
What's the best part about being in Bangladesh?
Without a doubt, the most pleasantly surprising thing about being in Bangladesh is the people who are now such an important part of my life. I now have friends spread out all over the world! It's amazing that God has intertwined so many lives through Grace International School. How else would I have met two Canadians, a wonderful friend from Northern Ireland, a ton of Bengali people who I love and numerous friends?!
What's the most confronting thing there?
Confrontation here can come at you from many fronts. What one person may find overwhelming isn't so bad for someone else. The thing that has shaken me more than anything here has been the immense poverty. That people need to beg in order to live astounds me. There are kids who were born on the streets, who work on the streets, grow up, learn to survive, and the shocking truth is that for most of them, that is the only life they will ever know.
Can you communicate while you're in Bangladesh?
You know what?! Skype is quite possibly the best invention ever! The beauty of Skype is unlimited. Between free phone calls and chat, free VIDEO calls are amazing and mean that even though I feel so far away from home, I'm still connected! Seriously, it's a free download! Add me - sydney.sweetheart ;)
As for the language-side of communication here, I'm very blessed that alot of people in Bangladesh speak enough English so that we can communicate! So, between their fumbled attempts at Engligh and my fumbled attempts at Banlga, we do just fine :)
If you have other questions, I'm more than happy to answer them! Fire away!
Kim xox
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Somewhere down the line
One day, the time will come when you realise that at some point, the dream ended and reality began. When that time comes, it hits you like a slap in the face, it wounds you in ways you didn't think anything could... and when it's done causing the pain that it can, it continues to spiral inside you, looking for a place to rest.
Please don't misunderstand me, dreams are beatiful, amazing and splendid things. I have never once doubted the place that dreams can have in a persons life (though, perhaps my dream of having perfect Disney-style hair was a tad unrealistic given that my hair has never failed to be unruly and frizzy at best). Dreams and idealisms give us the chance to look ahead and see something wonderful, and it often gives us the strength to strive towards such a goal.
I think that perhaps, that is enough from me tonight. I fear that if I write anymore, the fact that it is 2:30 am will hit fairly heavily...
Til the next instalment,
Kim xox
Please don't misunderstand me, dreams are beatiful, amazing and splendid things. I have never once doubted the place that dreams can have in a persons life (though, perhaps my dream of having perfect Disney-style hair was a tad unrealistic given that my hair has never failed to be unruly and frizzy at best). Dreams and idealisms give us the chance to look ahead and see something wonderful, and it often gives us the strength to strive towards such a goal.
I think that perhaps, that is enough from me tonight. I fear that if I write anymore, the fact that it is 2:30 am will hit fairly heavily...
Til the next instalment,
Kim xox
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Danger, Will Robbinson, Danger!! System overload!
"When we are tired, we are attacked by ideas we conquored long ago"
- Friedrich Nietzsche
It is undoubtably true in my life, that when I am tired, old thoughts, old ideas, old insecurities come pouring through the gaps in the boards that I had used to block up the doorway. Some of the boards are mere popsicle sticks layered haphahazardly together, each one a symbol of one method of moving on used over and over again. Some of them are thick, bold planks that are not easily shaken. But, just as a chain is only as strong as the weakest link, one insecurity is often enough to make the whole structure fall.
I absolutely love my job. I love the children I teach, and although I don't always enjoy the associated tasks, I generally am able to conquer them one by one, knowing that I am doing my best. This time of year, it is hard NOT to be exhausted and feeling weighed down by the myriad of things that are important, necessary, but time consuming.
This week has been one of those tough ones, when one after another, pieces of the sky seem to fall. Hours of sleep have been lost through heat, worry, sickness and circumstance. Unfortunately, I require sleep in order to operate and keep this little engine going. There are problems when the engine has more to do than it has legitimare and reasonable energy to do. And I am afraid that this has meant that as a teacher, a sister, a daughter, a niece, a grand-daughter, a colleague, a friend, a house-mate etc, I have failed miserably this week.
And you know what I could have done instead of letting this happen?
"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest."
-Matthew 11:28
- Friedrich Nietzsche
It is undoubtably true in my life, that when I am tired, old thoughts, old ideas, old insecurities come pouring through the gaps in the boards that I had used to block up the doorway. Some of the boards are mere popsicle sticks layered haphahazardly together, each one a symbol of one method of moving on used over and over again. Some of them are thick, bold planks that are not easily shaken. But, just as a chain is only as strong as the weakest link, one insecurity is often enough to make the whole structure fall.
I absolutely love my job. I love the children I teach, and although I don't always enjoy the associated tasks, I generally am able to conquer them one by one, knowing that I am doing my best. This time of year, it is hard NOT to be exhausted and feeling weighed down by the myriad of things that are important, necessary, but time consuming.
This week has been one of those tough ones, when one after another, pieces of the sky seem to fall. Hours of sleep have been lost through heat, worry, sickness and circumstance. Unfortunately, I require sleep in order to operate and keep this little engine going. There are problems when the engine has more to do than it has legitimare and reasonable energy to do. And I am afraid that this has meant that as a teacher, a sister, a daughter, a niece, a grand-daughter, a colleague, a friend, a house-mate etc, I have failed miserably this week.
And you know what I could have done instead of letting this happen?
"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest."
-Matthew 11:28
Monday, April 26, 2010
And... I'm sorry, what?
Gold there is, and rubies in abundance, but lips that speak knowledge are a rare jewel.
Proverbs 20:15
From time to time, when metaphorical stuff hits a metaphorical fan, you need to ask the question "where did this come from?"... Sometimes the answer is obvious; of course I was going to walk into that chair when I left it in the middle of the room, of course we were going to break the bed with THREE of us jumping just to see what happened... But more often than not in my experience, things happen, and it is hard to find the cause, hard to find the appropriate animal, vegetable or mineral to absorb the hurt, anger or annoyance that we feel.
Things that have happened in the last week have reminded me that we live in a fallen world, that the pain that we experience was NEVER meant to be like this. The world was perfect "And God saw that it was good" (Genesis 1:25). And then what? As my Year Three's would say: "people stuffed it up". Now, an eight year olds view of 'stuffing up' goes something like this: '3X3=6, no it doesn't, it =9'!!!!! And yet, they understand that Adam and Eve's actions had the ability to eternally set us apart from God... The moment the deed took place, the 'place that was good' was tainted.
Luckily, when the stuff hits the fan, I'm surrounded by people with the wisdom to know when to speak, when to hug, when to rebuke, when to let me cry. For THAT, I am eternally thankful.
Proverbs 20:15
From time to time, when metaphorical stuff hits a metaphorical fan, you need to ask the question "where did this come from?"... Sometimes the answer is obvious; of course I was going to walk into that chair when I left it in the middle of the room, of course we were going to break the bed with THREE of us jumping just to see what happened... But more often than not in my experience, things happen, and it is hard to find the cause, hard to find the appropriate animal, vegetable or mineral to absorb the hurt, anger or annoyance that we feel.
Things that have happened in the last week have reminded me that we live in a fallen world, that the pain that we experience was NEVER meant to be like this. The world was perfect "And God saw that it was good" (Genesis 1:25). And then what? As my Year Three's would say: "people stuffed it up". Now, an eight year olds view of 'stuffing up' goes something like this: '3X3=6, no it doesn't, it =9'!!!!! And yet, they understand that Adam and Eve's actions had the ability to eternally set us apart from God... The moment the deed took place, the 'place that was good' was tainted.
Luckily, when the stuff hits the fan, I'm surrounded by people with the wisdom to know when to speak, when to hug, when to rebuke, when to let me cry. For THAT, I am eternally thankful.
Friday, March 5, 2010
Stephanie J Block + Dolly Parton = love...
You know you've stumbled across a new favourite Musical Theatre song when you start applying it to your own life and screaming out the lyrics at any given moment (much to the annoyance of your room-mates or friends who happen to be around at the time). Often, the songs that seem to grab my attention are ones that are strong, punchy and involve yelling at someone (usually a man, if I'm being perfectly honest). Well, this latest installment sticks to the regular checklist. Written by Dolly Parton and belted out by Stephanie J Block: 'Get out and stay out'
Get out and stay out, I've finally had enough
Don't kiss me on your way out, it wouldn't move me much
You used me, abused me, you cheated and you lied
So get out and stay out, I'm taking back my life
Well, It's funny how you waltzed in here, assuming I'd come back
Well let me tell you something, you are way off track
Can't you see I'm different, or are you still that blind
No - you stand right there and take it, there's no love to hide behind
Well, I am proud to tell you I'm really feeling good.
I'm doing so much better than you ever thought I would.
Got my own place, my own space, where I can dream and plan
It took me this long to realize I do not need a man
I used to need you, then I finally learned
I used to want you, not the tables turned
I used to love you, now it's your time to squirm
Cause I'm saying goodbye and I won't wait for your return.
So get out and stay out, I've finally had enough
Don't kiss me on your way out, it wouldn't move me much
You used me, abused me, you cheated and you lied
So get out and stay out, I'm taking back my life
I wonder what you'll do when I am not around
Now that your new love has up and let you down
You've always come crying to me throughout the years
To mend another broken heart, to dry your selfish tears.
So get out and stay out, I'm moving on at last
Oh, I've been so foolish, but that was in the past.
I never thought I'd be the one to say goodbye
You get out and stay out, I'm taking back my life.
Dreams and plans are in the making
Success is out there for the taking
Wish it was as simple as it sounds
I have no choice I have to do it
Face the future, walk into it
Now that I'm unfettered and unbound
Get out and stay out, I've finally had enough
Don't kiss me on your way out, it wouldn't move me much
You used me, abused me, you cheated and you lied
So get out and stay out, I'm taking back my life
Haha, take THAT!!
Get out and stay out, I've finally had enough
Don't kiss me on your way out, it wouldn't move me much
You used me, abused me, you cheated and you lied
So get out and stay out, I'm taking back my life
Well, It's funny how you waltzed in here, assuming I'd come back
Well let me tell you something, you are way off track
Can't you see I'm different, or are you still that blind
No - you stand right there and take it, there's no love to hide behind
Well, I am proud to tell you I'm really feeling good.
I'm doing so much better than you ever thought I would.
Got my own place, my own space, where I can dream and plan
It took me this long to realize I do not need a man
I used to need you, then I finally learned
I used to want you, not the tables turned
I used to love you, now it's your time to squirm
Cause I'm saying goodbye and I won't wait for your return.
So get out and stay out, I've finally had enough
Don't kiss me on your way out, it wouldn't move me much
You used me, abused me, you cheated and you lied
So get out and stay out, I'm taking back my life
I wonder what you'll do when I am not around
Now that your new love has up and let you down
You've always come crying to me throughout the years
To mend another broken heart, to dry your selfish tears.
So get out and stay out, I'm moving on at last
Oh, I've been so foolish, but that was in the past.
I never thought I'd be the one to say goodbye
You get out and stay out, I'm taking back my life.
Dreams and plans are in the making
Success is out there for the taking
Wish it was as simple as it sounds
I have no choice I have to do it
Face the future, walk into it
Now that I'm unfettered and unbound
Get out and stay out, I've finally had enough
Don't kiss me on your way out, it wouldn't move me much
You used me, abused me, you cheated and you lied
So get out and stay out, I'm taking back my life
Haha, take THAT!!
Monday, February 15, 2010
Plagerism... Perhaps, but they stole the words from my brain, I swear!
It's all very well to say you fool it's now or never
I could be choosing
No choices whatsoever.
I could be
In someone else's story
In someone else's life
And he could be in mine
I don't see
A reason to be lonely
I could take my chances
Further down the line
And if
That girl I knew should ask my advice
Oh I wouldn't hesitate she needn't ask me twice
Go now!
I'd tell her that for free
Trouble is, the girl is me
The story is, the girl is me.
They, my friends, are my current thoughts, brought to you lyrically by the creators of the musical 'Chess'... I have nothing further to add, except to say that i am thankful for what I've got, and I'm not meaning to sound like there's something tragically wrong, I promise you that is not the case!
Peace, homies!
Kim xox
I could be choosing
No choices whatsoever.
I could be
In someone else's story
In someone else's life
And he could be in mine
I don't see
A reason to be lonely
I could take my chances
Further down the line
And if
That girl I knew should ask my advice
Oh I wouldn't hesitate she needn't ask me twice
Go now!
I'd tell her that for free
Trouble is, the girl is me
The story is, the girl is me.
They, my friends, are my current thoughts, brought to you lyrically by the creators of the musical 'Chess'... I have nothing further to add, except to say that i am thankful for what I've got, and I'm not meaning to sound like there's something tragically wrong, I promise you that is not the case!
Peace, homies!
Kim xox
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Saturday, July 31, 2010
Leave it to... someone else!
If the past week has taught me anything, it is that Gods timing is the only timing that means anything. Between visa's, flights, plans and expectations, there are very few things that have gone according to my perceived timing. It seems to have happeneed that way to all of the Grace staff of late. Perhaps the Devil knows exactly where to hit us at this point. Perhaps he thinks if he strikes now, he stops the wonderful and awesome plans of the one true God. I, as usual, have no concise answers...
So, my crazy journey back to Bangladesh started in Sydney airport, where Cathay Pacific were reluctant to let me go due to my Bangladesh visa expiring soon. I guess they were doing the right thing, making sure I wouldn't be deported from Bangladesh at their costs. It didn't seem to matter how much I explained how Bangladesh operates, they didn't want me getting on that plane! Eventually, they let me sign some forms and they let me onto the plane... Then, mid-air to Hong Kong, one of the flight attendants comes and talks to me about it all again, making sure I understood that if anything happened, it was my problem not theirs. Hong Kong airport was a drama all its' own. My flight from their to Dhaka was scheduled to leave at 18:05. By 7.45 they still hadn't posted what gate the flight was laving from! As I was boarding, I was tackled with visa questions again!! Once on the flight, all was well, thank goodness! Dhaka airport, oh dhaka airport! They took my passport away for a little while after telling me 'Ok, Madam' when I told them I was about to reapply for my visa. Luckily, they brought the passport back and then let me into the country!!!! AMEN!
Now that I am back and settling into things, I've been provided with yet more evidence that Bangladesh, like God, works on it's own timetable... The difference between the two, however, is that when God promises something, it happens!!!!!
Til the next instalment,
K xx
So, my crazy journey back to Bangladesh started in Sydney airport, where Cathay Pacific were reluctant to let me go due to my Bangladesh visa expiring soon. I guess they were doing the right thing, making sure I wouldn't be deported from Bangladesh at their costs. It didn't seem to matter how much I explained how Bangladesh operates, they didn't want me getting on that plane! Eventually, they let me sign some forms and they let me onto the plane... Then, mid-air to Hong Kong, one of the flight attendants comes and talks to me about it all again, making sure I understood that if anything happened, it was my problem not theirs. Hong Kong airport was a drama all its' own. My flight from their to Dhaka was scheduled to leave at 18:05. By 7.45 they still hadn't posted what gate the flight was laving from! As I was boarding, I was tackled with visa questions again!! Once on the flight, all was well, thank goodness! Dhaka airport, oh dhaka airport! They took my passport away for a little while after telling me 'Ok, Madam' when I told them I was about to reapply for my visa. Luckily, they brought the passport back and then let me into the country!!!! AMEN!
Now that I am back and settling into things, I've been provided with yet more evidence that Bangladesh, like God, works on it's own timetable... The difference between the two, however, is that when God promises something, it happens!!!!!
Til the next instalment,
K xx
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Q and A
20kg... 20kg! It's hard to fit your life into a suitcase, when all you are allowed is 20kg! I guess that this time around, I'm not moving my whole life over to Bangladesh, as I did last year, which is an upside. I am, however, stuck in an endless cycle of 'What is going to be most useful, Gumboots for the flooding or sheet music for my sanity?'... As usual, I think that the music will win the battle!
As usual, friends in Australia are asking all sorts of lovely questions, so I thought I'd stop and try to answer them as eloquently as possible:
What is Bangladesh like?
Well, in terms of climate, Bangladesh is what I imagine sitting in a drier that's 10 minutes into an hour cycle would be like. On the one hand, you're moist no matter where you are, and on the other hand it's flipping hot! I have a lovely little application on my laptop which keeps my up to date with the temperature and climate in Dhaka. At this current moment, it is 8 am in Bangladesh and it's already 30% with an added kick of 79% humidity. I really WISH I was kidding! Gees, the humidity is going to kill me next week! In other climate news, it's monsoon season at the moment, which means potential torrential rain, flooding and general blah-ness. Perhaps we'll have to head to school one day in boats rather than busses!
Why are you in Bangladesh?
This is a question that has so many long answers. The most straightforward response is this: I am in Bangladesh because God placed a calling on my life. I wasn't necessarily called to Bangladesh or teaching, I was called to live a life of genuine obedience, where I am challenged to do whatever God asks of me. It's something I have struggled with my whole life. Looking back, I now realise that there have been instances where I have not been obedient. I'm in Bangladesh as a teacher at a school that serves the mission families of Bangladesh by taking responsibility of the schooling of their children so that THEY can do what God has asked them to do without feeling any angst over the development or educational status of their children.
What does a 'normal' day look like for you in Bangladesh?
My day often starts by hitting the snooze button quite a few times! I have NEVER been a morning person, but the 'early to bed, early to rise' culture of Bangladesh schooling means that I get picked up for work at 6:45. I tell you what, those sorts of hours of the morning were NOT part of Gods perfect plan!!! On days when I sleep in, I leave for school at 7:15, to be in my classroom, doing final prep for the day by 7:30. The kids are brought to school on our fleet of school busses (basically just a set of vans) and they start to arrive at 7:45. The school day doesn't start until 8:15, but the kids are in the classroom early, finishing work from the previous day, reading, playing quiet games etc until the bell goes. Each day we have an assembly where the kids sing, pray and learn about God. These times are really special, the teachers take turns leading the assemblies and everyone has their own style. At the end of the day, when the cherubs have gone home I generally stay at school for a little while to do prep for the following day. We're very blessed in Dhaka to have a few western comforts like Internet and coffee shops - a lifesaver at the end of a long day!
What do you do aside from school? Are you able to relax?
Because there is such a large expatriate community in Bangladesh, there are many options for relaxation. There are 'clubs' people can join (There is an American club, Australian Club, Canadian club etc). These clubs provide respite, they are just a great place to hang out and unwind. The Australian club has a very laid-back feel, with a pool, tennis court, gym, bar, restaurant and tv area. Needless to say, escaping into the pool is a great way to waste an afternoon or 5 a week! Some of the bigger clubs have other things like dart competitions, pool tables etc which offer different relaxation! For those of us who are feminine and like to be pampered, there are eastern-run, Western-like salons, where getting your nails done is super cheap and a nice treat!
When are you moving back to Australia?
Ok guys, you can stop asking this question, because i quite simply DON'T have an answer for you! I'm contracted in Bangladesh until June 2011, and I don't know at this stage whether I will extend my contract, head back to Australia or move on somewhere else. When God makes the next move apparent, I promise I will tell people! But for the near future, the answer is 'Ami jani na' (I don't know - in Bangla!).
What's the best part about being in Bangladesh?
Without a doubt, the most pleasantly surprising thing about being in Bangladesh is the people who are now such an important part of my life. I now have friends spread out all over the world! It's amazing that God has intertwined so many lives through Grace International School. How else would I have met two Canadians, a wonderful friend from Northern Ireland, a ton of Bengali people who I love and numerous friends?!
What's the most confronting thing there?
Confrontation here can come at you from many fronts. What one person may find overwhelming isn't so bad for someone else. The thing that has shaken me more than anything here has been the immense poverty. That people need to beg in order to live astounds me. There are kids who were born on the streets, who work on the streets, grow up, learn to survive, and the shocking truth is that for most of them, that is the only life they will ever know.
Can you communicate while you're in Bangladesh?
You know what?! Skype is quite possibly the best invention ever! The beauty of Skype is unlimited. Between free phone calls and chat, free VIDEO calls are amazing and mean that even though I feel so far away from home, I'm still connected! Seriously, it's a free download! Add me - sydney.sweetheart ;)
As for the language-side of communication here, I'm very blessed that alot of people in Bangladesh speak enough English so that we can communicate! So, between their fumbled attempts at Engligh and my fumbled attempts at Banlga, we do just fine :)
If you have other questions, I'm more than happy to answer them! Fire away!
Kim xox
As usual, friends in Australia are asking all sorts of lovely questions, so I thought I'd stop and try to answer them as eloquently as possible:
What is Bangladesh like?
Well, in terms of climate, Bangladesh is what I imagine sitting in a drier that's 10 minutes into an hour cycle would be like. On the one hand, you're moist no matter where you are, and on the other hand it's flipping hot! I have a lovely little application on my laptop which keeps my up to date with the temperature and climate in Dhaka. At this current moment, it is 8 am in Bangladesh and it's already 30% with an added kick of 79% humidity. I really WISH I was kidding! Gees, the humidity is going to kill me next week! In other climate news, it's monsoon season at the moment, which means potential torrential rain, flooding and general blah-ness. Perhaps we'll have to head to school one day in boats rather than busses!
Why are you in Bangladesh?
This is a question that has so many long answers. The most straightforward response is this: I am in Bangladesh because God placed a calling on my life. I wasn't necessarily called to Bangladesh or teaching, I was called to live a life of genuine obedience, where I am challenged to do whatever God asks of me. It's something I have struggled with my whole life. Looking back, I now realise that there have been instances where I have not been obedient. I'm in Bangladesh as a teacher at a school that serves the mission families of Bangladesh by taking responsibility of the schooling of their children so that THEY can do what God has asked them to do without feeling any angst over the development or educational status of their children.
What does a 'normal' day look like for you in Bangladesh?
My day often starts by hitting the snooze button quite a few times! I have NEVER been a morning person, but the 'early to bed, early to rise' culture of Bangladesh schooling means that I get picked up for work at 6:45. I tell you what, those sorts of hours of the morning were NOT part of Gods perfect plan!!! On days when I sleep in, I leave for school at 7:15, to be in my classroom, doing final prep for the day by 7:30. The kids are brought to school on our fleet of school busses (basically just a set of vans) and they start to arrive at 7:45. The school day doesn't start until 8:15, but the kids are in the classroom early, finishing work from the previous day, reading, playing quiet games etc until the bell goes. Each day we have an assembly where the kids sing, pray and learn about God. These times are really special, the teachers take turns leading the assemblies and everyone has their own style. At the end of the day, when the cherubs have gone home I generally stay at school for a little while to do prep for the following day. We're very blessed in Dhaka to have a few western comforts like Internet and coffee shops - a lifesaver at the end of a long day!
What do you do aside from school? Are you able to relax?
Because there is such a large expatriate community in Bangladesh, there are many options for relaxation. There are 'clubs' people can join (There is an American club, Australian Club, Canadian club etc). These clubs provide respite, they are just a great place to hang out and unwind. The Australian club has a very laid-back feel, with a pool, tennis court, gym, bar, restaurant and tv area. Needless to say, escaping into the pool is a great way to waste an afternoon or 5 a week! Some of the bigger clubs have other things like dart competitions, pool tables etc which offer different relaxation! For those of us who are feminine and like to be pampered, there are eastern-run, Western-like salons, where getting your nails done is super cheap and a nice treat!
When are you moving back to Australia?
Ok guys, you can stop asking this question, because i quite simply DON'T have an answer for you! I'm contracted in Bangladesh until June 2011, and I don't know at this stage whether I will extend my contract, head back to Australia or move on somewhere else. When God makes the next move apparent, I promise I will tell people! But for the near future, the answer is 'Ami jani na' (I don't know - in Bangla!).
What's the best part about being in Bangladesh?
Without a doubt, the most pleasantly surprising thing about being in Bangladesh is the people who are now such an important part of my life. I now have friends spread out all over the world! It's amazing that God has intertwined so many lives through Grace International School. How else would I have met two Canadians, a wonderful friend from Northern Ireland, a ton of Bengali people who I love and numerous friends?!
What's the most confronting thing there?
Confrontation here can come at you from many fronts. What one person may find overwhelming isn't so bad for someone else. The thing that has shaken me more than anything here has been the immense poverty. That people need to beg in order to live astounds me. There are kids who were born on the streets, who work on the streets, grow up, learn to survive, and the shocking truth is that for most of them, that is the only life they will ever know.
Can you communicate while you're in Bangladesh?
You know what?! Skype is quite possibly the best invention ever! The beauty of Skype is unlimited. Between free phone calls and chat, free VIDEO calls are amazing and mean that even though I feel so far away from home, I'm still connected! Seriously, it's a free download! Add me - sydney.sweetheart ;)
As for the language-side of communication here, I'm very blessed that alot of people in Bangladesh speak enough English so that we can communicate! So, between their fumbled attempts at Engligh and my fumbled attempts at Banlga, we do just fine :)
If you have other questions, I'm more than happy to answer them! Fire away!
Kim xox
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Somewhere down the line
One day, the time will come when you realise that at some point, the dream ended and reality began. When that time comes, it hits you like a slap in the face, it wounds you in ways you didn't think anything could... and when it's done causing the pain that it can, it continues to spiral inside you, looking for a place to rest.
Please don't misunderstand me, dreams are beatiful, amazing and splendid things. I have never once doubted the place that dreams can have in a persons life (though, perhaps my dream of having perfect Disney-style hair was a tad unrealistic given that my hair has never failed to be unruly and frizzy at best). Dreams and idealisms give us the chance to look ahead and see something wonderful, and it often gives us the strength to strive towards such a goal.
I think that perhaps, that is enough from me tonight. I fear that if I write anymore, the fact that it is 2:30 am will hit fairly heavily...
Til the next instalment,
Kim xox
Please don't misunderstand me, dreams are beatiful, amazing and splendid things. I have never once doubted the place that dreams can have in a persons life (though, perhaps my dream of having perfect Disney-style hair was a tad unrealistic given that my hair has never failed to be unruly and frizzy at best). Dreams and idealisms give us the chance to look ahead and see something wonderful, and it often gives us the strength to strive towards such a goal.
I think that perhaps, that is enough from me tonight. I fear that if I write anymore, the fact that it is 2:30 am will hit fairly heavily...
Til the next instalment,
Kim xox
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Danger, Will Robbinson, Danger!! System overload!
"When we are tired, we are attacked by ideas we conquored long ago"
- Friedrich Nietzsche
It is undoubtably true in my life, that when I am tired, old thoughts, old ideas, old insecurities come pouring through the gaps in the boards that I had used to block up the doorway. Some of the boards are mere popsicle sticks layered haphahazardly together, each one a symbol of one method of moving on used over and over again. Some of them are thick, bold planks that are not easily shaken. But, just as a chain is only as strong as the weakest link, one insecurity is often enough to make the whole structure fall.
I absolutely love my job. I love the children I teach, and although I don't always enjoy the associated tasks, I generally am able to conquer them one by one, knowing that I am doing my best. This time of year, it is hard NOT to be exhausted and feeling weighed down by the myriad of things that are important, necessary, but time consuming.
This week has been one of those tough ones, when one after another, pieces of the sky seem to fall. Hours of sleep have been lost through heat, worry, sickness and circumstance. Unfortunately, I require sleep in order to operate and keep this little engine going. There are problems when the engine has more to do than it has legitimare and reasonable energy to do. And I am afraid that this has meant that as a teacher, a sister, a daughter, a niece, a grand-daughter, a colleague, a friend, a house-mate etc, I have failed miserably this week.
And you know what I could have done instead of letting this happen?
"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest."
-Matthew 11:28
- Friedrich Nietzsche
It is undoubtably true in my life, that when I am tired, old thoughts, old ideas, old insecurities come pouring through the gaps in the boards that I had used to block up the doorway. Some of the boards are mere popsicle sticks layered haphahazardly together, each one a symbol of one method of moving on used over and over again. Some of them are thick, bold planks that are not easily shaken. But, just as a chain is only as strong as the weakest link, one insecurity is often enough to make the whole structure fall.
I absolutely love my job. I love the children I teach, and although I don't always enjoy the associated tasks, I generally am able to conquer them one by one, knowing that I am doing my best. This time of year, it is hard NOT to be exhausted and feeling weighed down by the myriad of things that are important, necessary, but time consuming.
This week has been one of those tough ones, when one after another, pieces of the sky seem to fall. Hours of sleep have been lost through heat, worry, sickness and circumstance. Unfortunately, I require sleep in order to operate and keep this little engine going. There are problems when the engine has more to do than it has legitimare and reasonable energy to do. And I am afraid that this has meant that as a teacher, a sister, a daughter, a niece, a grand-daughter, a colleague, a friend, a house-mate etc, I have failed miserably this week.
And you know what I could have done instead of letting this happen?
"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest."
-Matthew 11:28
Monday, April 26, 2010
And... I'm sorry, what?
Gold there is, and rubies in abundance, but lips that speak knowledge are a rare jewel.
Proverbs 20:15
From time to time, when metaphorical stuff hits a metaphorical fan, you need to ask the question "where did this come from?"... Sometimes the answer is obvious; of course I was going to walk into that chair when I left it in the middle of the room, of course we were going to break the bed with THREE of us jumping just to see what happened... But more often than not in my experience, things happen, and it is hard to find the cause, hard to find the appropriate animal, vegetable or mineral to absorb the hurt, anger or annoyance that we feel.
Things that have happened in the last week have reminded me that we live in a fallen world, that the pain that we experience was NEVER meant to be like this. The world was perfect "And God saw that it was good" (Genesis 1:25). And then what? As my Year Three's would say: "people stuffed it up". Now, an eight year olds view of 'stuffing up' goes something like this: '3X3=6, no it doesn't, it =9'!!!!! And yet, they understand that Adam and Eve's actions had the ability to eternally set us apart from God... The moment the deed took place, the 'place that was good' was tainted.
Luckily, when the stuff hits the fan, I'm surrounded by people with the wisdom to know when to speak, when to hug, when to rebuke, when to let me cry. For THAT, I am eternally thankful.
Proverbs 20:15
From time to time, when metaphorical stuff hits a metaphorical fan, you need to ask the question "where did this come from?"... Sometimes the answer is obvious; of course I was going to walk into that chair when I left it in the middle of the room, of course we were going to break the bed with THREE of us jumping just to see what happened... But more often than not in my experience, things happen, and it is hard to find the cause, hard to find the appropriate animal, vegetable or mineral to absorb the hurt, anger or annoyance that we feel.
Things that have happened in the last week have reminded me that we live in a fallen world, that the pain that we experience was NEVER meant to be like this. The world was perfect "And God saw that it was good" (Genesis 1:25). And then what? As my Year Three's would say: "people stuffed it up". Now, an eight year olds view of 'stuffing up' goes something like this: '3X3=6, no it doesn't, it =9'!!!!! And yet, they understand that Adam and Eve's actions had the ability to eternally set us apart from God... The moment the deed took place, the 'place that was good' was tainted.
Luckily, when the stuff hits the fan, I'm surrounded by people with the wisdom to know when to speak, when to hug, when to rebuke, when to let me cry. For THAT, I am eternally thankful.
Friday, March 5, 2010
Stephanie J Block + Dolly Parton = love...
You know you've stumbled across a new favourite Musical Theatre song when you start applying it to your own life and screaming out the lyrics at any given moment (much to the annoyance of your room-mates or friends who happen to be around at the time). Often, the songs that seem to grab my attention are ones that are strong, punchy and involve yelling at someone (usually a man, if I'm being perfectly honest). Well, this latest installment sticks to the regular checklist. Written by Dolly Parton and belted out by Stephanie J Block: 'Get out and stay out'
Get out and stay out, I've finally had enough
Don't kiss me on your way out, it wouldn't move me much
You used me, abused me, you cheated and you lied
So get out and stay out, I'm taking back my life
Well, It's funny how you waltzed in here, assuming I'd come back
Well let me tell you something, you are way off track
Can't you see I'm different, or are you still that blind
No - you stand right there and take it, there's no love to hide behind
Well, I am proud to tell you I'm really feeling good.
I'm doing so much better than you ever thought I would.
Got my own place, my own space, where I can dream and plan
It took me this long to realize I do not need a man
I used to need you, then I finally learned
I used to want you, not the tables turned
I used to love you, now it's your time to squirm
Cause I'm saying goodbye and I won't wait for your return.
So get out and stay out, I've finally had enough
Don't kiss me on your way out, it wouldn't move me much
You used me, abused me, you cheated and you lied
So get out and stay out, I'm taking back my life
I wonder what you'll do when I am not around
Now that your new love has up and let you down
You've always come crying to me throughout the years
To mend another broken heart, to dry your selfish tears.
So get out and stay out, I'm moving on at last
Oh, I've been so foolish, but that was in the past.
I never thought I'd be the one to say goodbye
You get out and stay out, I'm taking back my life.
Dreams and plans are in the making
Success is out there for the taking
Wish it was as simple as it sounds
I have no choice I have to do it
Face the future, walk into it
Now that I'm unfettered and unbound
Get out and stay out, I've finally had enough
Don't kiss me on your way out, it wouldn't move me much
You used me, abused me, you cheated and you lied
So get out and stay out, I'm taking back my life
Haha, take THAT!!
Get out and stay out, I've finally had enough
Don't kiss me on your way out, it wouldn't move me much
You used me, abused me, you cheated and you lied
So get out and stay out, I'm taking back my life
Well, It's funny how you waltzed in here, assuming I'd come back
Well let me tell you something, you are way off track
Can't you see I'm different, or are you still that blind
No - you stand right there and take it, there's no love to hide behind
Well, I am proud to tell you I'm really feeling good.
I'm doing so much better than you ever thought I would.
Got my own place, my own space, where I can dream and plan
It took me this long to realize I do not need a man
I used to need you, then I finally learned
I used to want you, not the tables turned
I used to love you, now it's your time to squirm
Cause I'm saying goodbye and I won't wait for your return.
So get out and stay out, I've finally had enough
Don't kiss me on your way out, it wouldn't move me much
You used me, abused me, you cheated and you lied
So get out and stay out, I'm taking back my life
I wonder what you'll do when I am not around
Now that your new love has up and let you down
You've always come crying to me throughout the years
To mend another broken heart, to dry your selfish tears.
So get out and stay out, I'm moving on at last
Oh, I've been so foolish, but that was in the past.
I never thought I'd be the one to say goodbye
You get out and stay out, I'm taking back my life.
Dreams and plans are in the making
Success is out there for the taking
Wish it was as simple as it sounds
I have no choice I have to do it
Face the future, walk into it
Now that I'm unfettered and unbound
Get out and stay out, I've finally had enough
Don't kiss me on your way out, it wouldn't move me much
You used me, abused me, you cheated and you lied
So get out and stay out, I'm taking back my life
Haha, take THAT!!
Monday, February 15, 2010
Plagerism... Perhaps, but they stole the words from my brain, I swear!
It's all very well to say you fool it's now or never
I could be choosing
No choices whatsoever.
I could be
In someone else's story
In someone else's life
And he could be in mine
I don't see
A reason to be lonely
I could take my chances
Further down the line
And if
That girl I knew should ask my advice
Oh I wouldn't hesitate she needn't ask me twice
Go now!
I'd tell her that for free
Trouble is, the girl is me
The story is, the girl is me.
They, my friends, are my current thoughts, brought to you lyrically by the creators of the musical 'Chess'... I have nothing further to add, except to say that i am thankful for what I've got, and I'm not meaning to sound like there's something tragically wrong, I promise you that is not the case!
Peace, homies!
Kim xox
I could be choosing
No choices whatsoever.
I could be
In someone else's story
In someone else's life
And he could be in mine
I don't see
A reason to be lonely
I could take my chances
Further down the line
And if
That girl I knew should ask my advice
Oh I wouldn't hesitate she needn't ask me twice
Go now!
I'd tell her that for free
Trouble is, the girl is me
The story is, the girl is me.
They, my friends, are my current thoughts, brought to you lyrically by the creators of the musical 'Chess'... I have nothing further to add, except to say that i am thankful for what I've got, and I'm not meaning to sound like there's something tragically wrong, I promise you that is not the case!
Peace, homies!
Kim xox
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