Thank You, God!

Today was the last day for me to teach English at our English school for this year!

Thank You, God, for giving me the strength for helping and teaching at the school!

My brother Jeremy’s last day for helping at the school was yesterday, Wednesday!

Thank You, God, for helping him, too!

Tomorrow is going to be the last day for teaching English this year. Dad is going by himself tomorrow, Friday.

Thank You, God, for helping Dad in his many English classes this year, and please help us in our English school next year, too, in 2019! In Jesus’ Name, Amen!

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Chestnuts Roasting on an “Open Fire!”

roasting-chestnuts

“March!” says General Egrald Ranzenbarzom to his thirty-six soldiers as they marched near some woods. “There’d be no time for resting ’til we get to the middle of the woods!”

Twenty minutes later, the tired soldiers are resting in an open area in the center of the woods where there are many fallen logs to sit on.

And upon one of the logs sits a rather skinny man, spacing out as he stares at the rising flames of the campfire.

“Alright, men!” yells the general, “We mustn’t waste our time here just resting! Gather up your guns! Practice your aiming skills by using those yonder trees as targets!”

Many shouts of “Roger!” and “Yes, sir!” ring from the soldiers, except for one.

“Uh, cap’n?” says the skinny man.

“What is it now? Got a headache again? Or is it a boo-boo on your finger this time? And stop calling me ‘captain’!”

“Ma’ legs be a’hurtin’ and ma’ arms are aching from the long march from Belgium to Switzerland. Let me rest for awhile, pretty please?”

“Well, er, alright, but don’t expect me to increase your salary,” says General Ranzenbarzom. “And how many times do I have to tell you that we are in Bohemia now, not Switzerland, huh, descendant of pirates?!”

For the skinny man is the descendant of the 17th century dunderhead of a pirate captain, Rascal Numbskull.

“Tango yankee, kimosabe!” says Sergeant Dulloaf Numbskull. “Then I’d be a’roastin’ these here chestnuts for an itty-bitty snack!”

“Well, fine!” says the general, then facing his men, guns at the ready, he orders, “Get ready for action my men! On the count of three, fire at my command!”

Numbskull stabs some chestnuts on some sharp sticks.

Says the general, “One… two… three…”

Sings the sergeant, “Chestnuts roasting on an…”

“OPEN FIRE!!!”

I’m Back!

Mom, Jeremy, and I were in Nagasaki (about 2 and a half hours from where we live), so I wasn’t able to use my laptop, which I didn’t bring along. My uncle picked us up and we stayed for two nights. My sweet 11-year-old cousin had a recital, and Jay and I helped her by playing our guitar and ukulele while she played the piano. We played “Somewhere Over the Rainbow”. We had a great and special time! So now we’re back at home, and our cousin is staying with us for a few days!

(The last two posts I scheduled to appear while I was away from the keyboard).