Lovely Lessons

I know I already blogged once today, but I'm insane, so I'm going to do it again. This post is dedicated to my mom and dad. Another list, this one of all the things my parents taught me that didn't hit me until being here. Get ready:

1. How to sweep and mop a floor. Apparently all kids aren't taught this. When a youth group comes for five days to help Mission Waco, it should not be the first time a group of 15-year-olds have to sweep and mop.

2. How to sew on a button. Thanks, Mom. It makes craft time with my roommates so much more enjoyable.

3. How to shut a door when entering a room. This drives me crazy. Shut the door behind you. This goes right along with shutting cabinet doors. None of the cabinets stay closed in this house. It's infuriating...

4. How to use a gas stove. It's been very interesting the past couple of weeks as we've taught some of our roommates how to use the gas stove in our house. A couple of times I've been worried about the house burning down...

5. How to sit down and shut up. A group of thirty elementary kids still have to learn this lesson. The group of thirty-five high school kids too.

6. How to treat people with respect, even when they don't do the same to you. Self explanatory.

7. How to drive a big, old pick-up truck. Not really the vehicle I'd choose to get lost in Waco in, but at least I didn't run into anything making wide turns. I did run over a couple of curbs though...

8. How to love reading. I've read all the books I brought with me, plus two I've acquired since getting here. I guess that's what happens when there's no TV around...

9. How to accept people, no matter their background or beliefs or preferences. It's not very often when I am a minority in a room, but it doesn't matter when we treat each other with respect and accept the other for who they are.

10. How to miss home, but focus on what I'm doing here. I love you and miss you.

Until next time, call your mommy.