So today the joyous but chaotic VBS started. Here's how things got started...We forgot the pages that they were supposed to kool-aid paint on and we also forgot the kool-aid. I know, great start. Sekia Samoa (It's all good) we got both even with around a minute to spare. We were greeted with about 43 screaming kids running with smiles on their faces toward our direction. Melinda and I of course started laughing and gave each other a look of: We're in for a wild ride...We started off singing and they loved it and knew every song we would throw at them..we didn't stump them once. Then Melinda and I were supposed to teach them the Fruit of the Spirit song since that is our theme..you know the one that starts out "Oh the fruit of the spirit's not a _____ (insert edible fruit like grape here). and kept going. Well..we got some confused looks when we were done but then we went over it slowly around at least 15 times and learned hand motions and they learned all the fruit of the spirit. Imagine that all in the 1st day of good ol' VBS. We then split up into groups half were making name necklaces with Tootie Frooties (the off brand fruit loops that Melinda and I are still bitter towards...read last post if confused). And the other group was painting a sheet of the fruit with the kool-aid paint that smelled awesome but got a little messy..I still have some on my hands. I was with the Frootie Tootie name tag group and the older kids got the hang of it right off..but the 2 year olds had a little bit more difficulties..imagine that the 2 year olds having more difficulties. This is where I met my friend Sulu who I helped with her necklace. She then became known for wanting to sit in people's laps...and she ended up being in my group so everywhere I went Sulu was attached. (It was really fun and made me feel like a kid again but then again Melinda and I usually don't act like most 21 yr. olds...sometimes more like 8 yr. olds.. After that we the interns and Colleen acted out the story of Jesus letting the little children come to Him. I was Jesus..don't laugh I know you're getting a funny picture in your head and I guess you're right it was pretty funny. Then we split into groups where the kids got to act out the story for the other kids. It was really fun-lots of group hugs and doggie piles at the end which was very entertaining. My group consisted of Sulu, Nai, Lina, Valentine, Brenda, Afa, and 1 boy who's name I don't recall. Sometime in between here we managed to make picture frames as well that remind them that Jesus loves them...which happens to be the 1st Fruit of the Spirit we are talking about and we didn't even plan it (Sarcasm was used). We then got to play the name game...you know like Marci Marci bo Barci and so on, but try doing it with names like ThankyouLord and Cornelius...it was very entertaining and a mouthful. Then just like they entered they left everything was crazy.."Are you coming tonight..ok I'll see you tonight...Melinda and I trying to say everyones names". Some people stayed longer. Especially some of the older girls like Fatoi, Nai, Valorie, and Vae. Vae is deaf so she wanted us to learn the sign language alphabet...she then wanted us to do it faster and faster. The older girls were very helpful and really sweet. I am thankful that they're were not tricks played..at least not to my knowledge. We then had to leave to go to lunch but we are going to try to get a game of volleyball going one afternoon which Melinda and I are dying to do. I don't know if we'll get shown up our not but it should be fun, but then again Samoans are very competitive like us. (Just cross your fingers it goes ok). We then got stuff ready at the house for tomorrow and now it is almost time for night time lecture...Time is definitely flying...even when you don't want it to that's when it sometimes seems like it flies by the fastest.
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Way to learn those names!! That is always my downfall. I am thankful that the first day went so well. If you have time, I would love to see the children in a video singing again. I wish I could fly over there and help. It sounds like you will be exhausted if this pace keeps up all week!
Love,
Mom
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