I was not sure how I wanted to write this one and I am not very eloquent so I will do my best to get my point across back home. There have been some big realizations that have happened to me over the past month. In training we are learning all the methods that are being taught in Namibia. One of the methods is a “choose to wait” program. Obviously, they teach abstinence only. It is hard to see how this teaching method could be effective in a country that has a problem with HIV infecting about 20% of the population. People are having sex, how can we ignore that and only talk about abstinence. I knew today would be a hard session not to have judgment right off the bat, even though I have chosen to wait I have chosen that path for my own reasons. Most of the Namibian population is Christian, almost 90% from my view. While there are different levels of devotion some are devout and go to church every Tues, Thurs, and Sunday while some just believe in the power of the Holy Spirit. There is still that belief and faith there that many hold onto. The “Choose to Wait” model has been proven effective in many African countries. I can see how giving girls and boys this program and teaching them why it is worth it to wait for the right person can be effective. Some of these kids are begging for a way to not follow the people before them. Kids have to watch their parents, relatives, and siblings die from HIV/AIDS and they do not want to be next.
As I am sure many of you saw the Pope came to Angola and made some controversial comments about HIV and condom use. As a volunteer who is here to help stop the spread of this disease I just got frustrated feeling like we are taking steps backwards not forwards in the fight. While discussing the “choose to Wait” model one of our Namibian trainers brought up such a good point that I think made all of us stop to think why we are here and how we can help. He said that all of these people from the outside are telling us what we should not hear, but we are the Africans so isn't it our choice to decide the best way to eradicate HIV?. Then one volunteer followed up with four simple words that I think sum up everything I was feeling and how I would like to help these people…”It’s Not About You!!” We are not here to enforce our beliefs on them, we are here to learn about their beliefs and from that find a way to teach and inform about what is going on. I think a personal struggle for me is letting go of everything I think is right. I am coming to their home to offer help they asked for. I knew things were going to be different, but who am I to come in and say abstinence is not the only way. If that is their belief then that is my passage into the community and I will use that outlet to spread the education and information I have learned.
Another thing we discussed that made me think for a long time. As you may know Namibia is a post-apartheid country. They were oppressed for many years and are still growing since they are a very young country of 19 years and where you can still see the remnants of the past almost everyday. We are trying so hard here to help a country who is so fresh out of the separation not only among the white, colored, and blacks but also between the different tribes. Divide and Conquer is the only way to describe what people tried to do here. I was having a discussion with a volunteers and he said “If you compare the history of Namibia to the history of America, Americans could be the Afrikaners”. I understand history is written by the winners, but we as Americans can be so arrogant. Why do we as Americans celebrate the killing and forcing people out of their land and not see a problem with it? We have done some appalling things to a lot of people and there are still people who have that close minded view that America is the best place in the entire world and it can do no wrong. Please don’t get me wrong I love being an American and I have gotten such a great opportunity growing up in a free country where I am allowed to express these views and am now able to share some of the good things I learned with others who are so anxious to hear anything I have to say, but it was one of those comments that stuck with me. It is hard to hear first hand experiences from the people who went through the oppression here have to say about how they were treated. It was one of those moments that made our history a little more clear and real for me.
I really hope this came out alright I do not mean to offend anyone; please if I have I apologize I meant no harm.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Grammar Saavy
DISCLAMIER: I am horrible at grammar as I warned some of you before I left. I do not boast to be some amazing linguist I am just writing as it comes out from my brain to the keypad. I rarely make sense when I talk so why would you think that when I write it would get any better? SO on that note if you are going to send me an SMS to my phone, please do not try to correct me on my grammar, while we enjoyed a laugh (thanks mom) I would much prefer a good joke to share!!
I am starting to get into the training routine… get up, language, technical, lunch, more technical, and more language, come home cook dinner, watch a horrible Spanish soap, go to bed. I might go a little crazy when I don’t have training everyday from 8-5. We have our mid LPI tomorrow… it’s a language test but really its just a practice for the end of training LPI. To be sworn in you have to score an intermediate low. For tomorrow’s test I am shooting for an novice-low!!! Edina lyange Kim. Ame kwa tunda koFlorida. Ame muliziambeli goPC gokanguki. Ame kwa ku nondongo morwa utovara. (My name is Kim. I am from Florida. I am a PC helath volunteer. I like Peanut Butter because it tastes good) I think if I say that I will have the novice-low in the bag.
Today I got a special surprise from home… a care package from my mom, Maria, and Katherine!! I think it was voted the best care package so far because there was a box of thin mints that I shared with the volunteers and training staff. I might have hyped it up to the trainers a little too much by saying they were the best cookies in the whole world, but in my opinion they are pretty bangin! It was comical to see the volunteers faces light up when they saw either the green box or just the sleeve of cookies and they immediately knew what I was offering. So thank you Katherine for the wonderful surprise you made 21 volunteers, 10 trainers, and my 6 family members VERY HAPPY today! You are probably wondering why I would share such a wonderful cookie with everyone… there is one thing in Namibia that I love almost as much as the being late everywhere thing… In Namibia we share!! I mean everything one day I was talking to my language trainer and another one came and opened her lunch box and he took her sandwich. It is seen as a sign of friendship if you eat off someone’s plate. My mom did it to me at dinner last night, at least she likes me!
So in case you didn’t hear I cracked my tooth last night while I was helping cook dinner I was eating a piece of raw macaroni and I felt something hard that was not macaroni. Sure enough I have cracked my back upper tooth and I have a dentist appt. on Monday to get it looked at. It doesn’t hurt too bad just a little pain. This will be the first of a few trips to the dentist over the next month. Before I left Uncle Carson sent out a letter not to let Jennifer come visit me because she might break the continent. I thought that was silly she should come visit its not her fault she breaks things, but after all this I think it is safe to say that I am doing enough damage here that maybe she really shouldn’t come over who knows what will break next so far we have been lucky. I might have to start sitting in the corner alone in training because I am “the girl who breaks things”. The other volunteers keep saying that I am just getting it all out during training, I hope they are right!
I am starting to get into the training routine… get up, language, technical, lunch, more technical, and more language, come home cook dinner, watch a horrible Spanish soap, go to bed. I might go a little crazy when I don’t have training everyday from 8-5. We have our mid LPI tomorrow… it’s a language test but really its just a practice for the end of training LPI. To be sworn in you have to score an intermediate low. For tomorrow’s test I am shooting for an novice-low!!! Edina lyange Kim. Ame kwa tunda koFlorida. Ame muliziambeli goPC gokanguki. Ame kwa ku nondongo morwa utovara. (My name is Kim. I am from Florida. I am a PC helath volunteer. I like Peanut Butter because it tastes good) I think if I say that I will have the novice-low in the bag.
Today I got a special surprise from home… a care package from my mom, Maria, and Katherine!! I think it was voted the best care package so far because there was a box of thin mints that I shared with the volunteers and training staff. I might have hyped it up to the trainers a little too much by saying they were the best cookies in the whole world, but in my opinion they are pretty bangin! It was comical to see the volunteers faces light up when they saw either the green box or just the sleeve of cookies and they immediately knew what I was offering. So thank you Katherine for the wonderful surprise you made 21 volunteers, 10 trainers, and my 6 family members VERY HAPPY today! You are probably wondering why I would share such a wonderful cookie with everyone… there is one thing in Namibia that I love almost as much as the being late everywhere thing… In Namibia we share!! I mean everything one day I was talking to my language trainer and another one came and opened her lunch box and he took her sandwich. It is seen as a sign of friendship if you eat off someone’s plate. My mom did it to me at dinner last night, at least she likes me!
So in case you didn’t hear I cracked my tooth last night while I was helping cook dinner I was eating a piece of raw macaroni and I felt something hard that was not macaroni. Sure enough I have cracked my back upper tooth and I have a dentist appt. on Monday to get it looked at. It doesn’t hurt too bad just a little pain. This will be the first of a few trips to the dentist over the next month. Before I left Uncle Carson sent out a letter not to let Jennifer come visit me because she might break the continent. I thought that was silly she should come visit its not her fault she breaks things, but after all this I think it is safe to say that I am doing enough damage here that maybe she really shouldn’t come over who knows what will break next so far we have been lucky. I might have to start sitting in the corner alone in training because I am “the girl who breaks things”. The other volunteers keep saying that I am just getting it all out during training, I hope they are right!
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Preachers Daughter
So I found out that my Namibian grandfather is the president/bishop of one of the churches in Namibia. He came into town last night and things got a little crazy!! My sister and I were cleaning the entire house with bleach(this is something big because we rarely use dish soap) and church members were bringing food to us to make sure they had what they needed. It was fun he was a really nice guy and I am totally in on the church thing. For those of you who were worried about me during college when I was not attending church regularly God is making up for it every Sunday I sit in church from 8:30 until 1ish. Today I got to get out early so I could come home and help make the bishops lunch!! Good Times!!
On another note I am halfway done with training! We took out Mid- PST evaluations yesterday morning and I am pretty sure everyone got a perfect score. Afterwards to celebrate we went down to the riverbed and just hung out with each other. While we were there we started talking about trips and fun adventures... I think we have our COS trip planned. I know its over two years away but what we are planning is huge we need to get on it. The plan now is to hike our way up Africa Ethiopia, Kenya, Tanzania, and Egypt jump to Spain take a Mediterranean cruise to Miami the RV our way cross country until we hit Seattle then I will fly back to FL... sound really great right!! I think I need to make it through the two years before I think about a COS trip. I am going to enjoy my lazy day Sunday and take a nap just thought I would give an update to mark training is half way over YAY!!!
On another note I am halfway done with training! We took out Mid- PST evaluations yesterday morning and I am pretty sure everyone got a perfect score. Afterwards to celebrate we went down to the riverbed and just hung out with each other. While we were there we started talking about trips and fun adventures... I think we have our COS trip planned. I know its over two years away but what we are planning is huge we need to get on it. The plan now is to hike our way up Africa Ethiopia, Kenya, Tanzania, and Egypt jump to Spain take a Mediterranean cruise to Miami the RV our way cross country until we hit Seattle then I will fly back to FL... sound really great right!! I think I need to make it through the two years before I think about a COS trip. I am going to enjoy my lazy day Sunday and take a nap just thought I would give an update to mark training is half way over YAY!!!
Thursday, March 19, 2009
A Independence Day Miracle!!
My laptop is working!!! Yes I know I am really camping it out here in Africa Balaguer style. I got my laptop from a friend of our training manager who said he didn't do anything but look my laptop is on and I am posting a blog!!!
I am not really sure what I have told you about but we are back at training after visiting our permanent site. I will be in the north above the red line. I think I heard on the news tonight that I will be living in the poorest region. I will be living in a town so I will not be living in a mud hut or anything like that. They have set us up in really nice locations. A few other volunteers and I took a kombi (14 passenger van) to get back to training on Saturday... there were four people two guys and two girls in the back seat of this vehicle smaller than a mini van three seater. NOT COMFORTABLE at all... one person had to be leaning froward the entire time so we would all switch off . This went on from 10:30 am until we arrived at training around 6 pm!! fun adventure the other girl took pictures so I will try and get those soon.
We are very lucky... the weather is starting to get cold. I had to wear my fleece the past couple mornings, but by the time we get out of language (about 10 am) it is warm enough to enjoy the sun. Some of the places have AC but it is so nice outside you don't have to use it yet!! My mom says it is the start of winter!!
Let me tell you a little but about my days in Namibia... I wake between 6:00 and 6:30 to roosters outside my bedroom window (much more reliable than an alarm clock) then I go to the bathroom and take a bucket bath, which I have now mastered! Then I enjoy a nice bowl of corn flakes with milk (cold, unlike the warm Namibians prefer). I wait for the kombi to pick me up while my dog is jumping and playing with me. She is a year old so big but still thinks shes a puppy. One day she chased the Kombi down the street following us to the center. Once at training we sing in the morning, language for two hours, a cross cultural session until about 1 o clock then we eat lunch, usually a peanut butter and apricot jam sand. with an apple, if we have time we walk to Spar (a grocery store) and see my mom or buy a coke (so good here in Namibia)then its back to training where we have technical or cross cultural for a few hours then finish out the day with language for an hour and a half!! Once I get home I help my sister or my mom make dinner usually chicken in a sauce or beef and always one of the following rice, pasta, or yisima (corn starch and water) it really is good once you get used to it. Then we all watch Camila together! It is a horrible but addictive show that is really in Spanish but dubbed over in English so the mouths don't match the words!!! Well that is my typical day I know you are all jealous of the wonderful days in training. This weekend is marks the end of our first month here!! I can't believe it has already been a month... crazy !! Well I need to go to bed the roosters are going to start soon!!!
I am not really sure what I have told you about but we are back at training after visiting our permanent site. I will be in the north above the red line. I think I heard on the news tonight that I will be living in the poorest region. I will be living in a town so I will not be living in a mud hut or anything like that. They have set us up in really nice locations. A few other volunteers and I took a kombi (14 passenger van) to get back to training on Saturday... there were four people two guys and two girls in the back seat of this vehicle smaller than a mini van three seater. NOT COMFORTABLE at all... one person had to be leaning froward the entire time so we would all switch off . This went on from 10:30 am until we arrived at training around 6 pm!! fun adventure the other girl took pictures so I will try and get those soon.
We are very lucky... the weather is starting to get cold. I had to wear my fleece the past couple mornings, but by the time we get out of language (about 10 am) it is warm enough to enjoy the sun. Some of the places have AC but it is so nice outside you don't have to use it yet!! My mom says it is the start of winter!!
Let me tell you a little but about my days in Namibia... I wake between 6:00 and 6:30 to roosters outside my bedroom window (much more reliable than an alarm clock) then I go to the bathroom and take a bucket bath, which I have now mastered! Then I enjoy a nice bowl of corn flakes with milk (cold, unlike the warm Namibians prefer). I wait for the kombi to pick me up while my dog is jumping and playing with me. She is a year old so big but still thinks shes a puppy. One day she chased the Kombi down the street following us to the center. Once at training we sing in the morning, language for two hours, a cross cultural session until about 1 o clock then we eat lunch, usually a peanut butter and apricot jam sand. with an apple, if we have time we walk to Spar (a grocery store) and see my mom or buy a coke (so good here in Namibia)then its back to training where we have technical or cross cultural for a few hours then finish out the day with language for an hour and a half!! Once I get home I help my sister or my mom make dinner usually chicken in a sauce or beef and always one of the following rice, pasta, or yisima (corn starch and water) it really is good once you get used to it. Then we all watch Camila together! It is a horrible but addictive show that is really in Spanish but dubbed over in English so the mouths don't match the words!!! Well that is my typical day I know you are all jealous of the wonderful days in training. This weekend is marks the end of our first month here!! I can't believe it has already been a month... crazy !! Well I need to go to bed the roosters are going to start soon!!!
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
After a Long Wait....
So much is happening and I haven’t had the best form of communication but I think things will get better. I might have figured out a system to keep it cheap!! So let’s start with a few fun Africa stories that I want to share….
First and foremost I cannot get over how beautiful this country is it’s breathtaking to see all the beautiful mountains and landscape. I have still yet to see any giraffe or really any animal for that matter besides my dog, Wosie, but that is a whole different story. Everyone in Namibia is so welcoming I went to church with my mom and they had me sing in the choir and lead the prayer. People in our town know the volunteers maybe not for what we are doing but just because we are a group of 20 Americans and we stand out. So every morning as I am waiting for the kombi (12 passenger van) I get greeted by all the kids and adults who are going to work or school.
Our first night in Namibia we had to hang our mosquito nets. That was a chore all in its own right!! Our new improved nets hang like a box over the bed instead of a circle, but they didn’t come with any hooks so me and some other volunteers were standing on the beds with string a duck tape trying to get our mosquito nets up. I think we do have some pictures somewhere! We FINALLY get the mosquito nets up and I am lying under it on my bed writing in my journal and I find a mosquito INSIDE my mosquito net!!!!!! Not really sure how it got there but it wanted to be my friend. It was the first mosquito I had seen in Africa and it was under my net that is supposed to keep them out.
We are taking malaria pills and the one I am taking has some side effects….crazy dreams!!! The same night I found the mosquito in my net I also had a dream that my roommate’s mosquito net had huge roaches all over it!! The next week I had a dream that there was a mouse crawling on my roof and it was going to burrow through and fall on top of me and the only thing shielding my would be my mosquito net. The last one was the best I think… my host brothers and sisters were vampires and they wanted to eat my fellow volunteers so I had to get them (volunteers) out of my house and to safety. I know I dreamed some crazy stuff in America, but now I have an excuse!! It’s a shame I don’t have someone sleeping on a airbed next to me to tell me that I am just making these things us ( I will miss you Aaron!!)
I have a host family, well two but I am really only living with one right now. We have a dog named, Wosie, it means sausage in Afrikaans. He likes to sit with me as the bus stop. It would be fine but we have to dress business casual for work and Wosie does not know the meaning of sit. So by the time the Kombi gets to me Wosie has gotten me all dirty and smelling like dog. Everyone who is in the car thinks it’s cute that my dog likes to sit with me. They even left me there one time because Wosie was sitting next to me so they dropped the other volunteers off and came back for me later because my dog was going to miss me all day.
We had a cultural day at the center where we are training and some of the highlights include… killing a chicken, mashing corn with a huge stick, and eating some yummy fat cakes (which my mom taught me how to make and they are delicious with some peanut butter) I didn’t kill the chicken I just watched (sorry uncle Carson I am not sure how you ran a chicken farm) but the eggs inside the chicken were yummy and so was the grilled intestines.
I will be moving to northern Namibia along the Kavango River. I am learning Rukwangali. The good thing is the language is spoken the way it is written. My job is working for a trust and I will be setting up an afterschool program for about one hundred kids (ages 13-15). They do a lot of fun things my main job will be coordinating it all so that eventually we can leave it to the community to run!! It should be cool we will do an expedition to Fish River Canyon, a five day hike… I might get to do this I might not….I am hoping I do!!!! This week we are spending time where our permanent sites will be so I am just getting a feel for my new home. My second host family is great also and they have running HOT water a HUGE PLUS!!!! By the end of this my Namibian family will be huge two onane’s (mom), two otate’s (dad), and 7 little brothers and sisters… that is just my immediate family!!!
There is a group of volunteers who are already here and they invited me over for dinner which was really nice…they made me macaroni and cheese!!! It’s like they knew what I was missing the most from the states. I have been very adventurous this week I have walked around by myself and talked to people at the grocery store and gas station. This morning I have to walk around town and ask for donations from local shops for the program I am starting. Everyone in the community is really nice and helpful. People have been coming up to me asking me if I am still looking for volunteers for my project.
Sorry this is so long I haven’t had time to upload it and I just keep adding to it. I will post some pictures soon from cultural day and I think in our group we have at least one total group shot!! Please keep the notes and stuff coming that is really what I need most right now from home. I love hearing from you guys even something as small as a facebook post! I guess I need to go walk around town now and meet some people in the community!
I LOVE YOU ALL!!!
A Note for My Sister:
It is almost 3 o’clock here and I am sitting in my office. I have been reading a book that Jackie let me borrow junior year of college and I am just now reading it, Lady Chatterley’s Lover, pretty good so far. Even though I am reading I can not stop thinking about my family. It is a pretty sad day for my family back at home. My sister’s father in law has passed away and it makes me sad I can not be there with her and George. I wish I could go home and give my sister a big hug, I’m not sure if I need it more or if she needs it. I was fine until her wedding song came on my iPod and made me cry so I have a favor… if anyone sees my sister give her a big hug from me since I can’t be there to give it to her!!! That is all I have to get back to reading my book now or else I will short circuit the computer from the water works coming from my eyes.
On a side note: Something about Africa makes me cry for the smallest things. I don’t think I have ever cried so much in my entire life!! I guess its all part of the process who knows!!
First and foremost I cannot get over how beautiful this country is it’s breathtaking to see all the beautiful mountains and landscape. I have still yet to see any giraffe or really any animal for that matter besides my dog, Wosie, but that is a whole different story. Everyone in Namibia is so welcoming I went to church with my mom and they had me sing in the choir and lead the prayer. People in our town know the volunteers maybe not for what we are doing but just because we are a group of 20 Americans and we stand out. So every morning as I am waiting for the kombi (12 passenger van) I get greeted by all the kids and adults who are going to work or school.
Our first night in Namibia we had to hang our mosquito nets. That was a chore all in its own right!! Our new improved nets hang like a box over the bed instead of a circle, but they didn’t come with any hooks so me and some other volunteers were standing on the beds with string a duck tape trying to get our mosquito nets up. I think we do have some pictures somewhere! We FINALLY get the mosquito nets up and I am lying under it on my bed writing in my journal and I find a mosquito INSIDE my mosquito net!!!!!! Not really sure how it got there but it wanted to be my friend. It was the first mosquito I had seen in Africa and it was under my net that is supposed to keep them out.
We are taking malaria pills and the one I am taking has some side effects….crazy dreams!!! The same night I found the mosquito in my net I also had a dream that my roommate’s mosquito net had huge roaches all over it!! The next week I had a dream that there was a mouse crawling on my roof and it was going to burrow through and fall on top of me and the only thing shielding my would be my mosquito net. The last one was the best I think… my host brothers and sisters were vampires and they wanted to eat my fellow volunteers so I had to get them (volunteers) out of my house and to safety. I know I dreamed some crazy stuff in America, but now I have an excuse!! It’s a shame I don’t have someone sleeping on a airbed next to me to tell me that I am just making these things us ( I will miss you Aaron!!)
I have a host family, well two but I am really only living with one right now. We have a dog named, Wosie, it means sausage in Afrikaans. He likes to sit with me as the bus stop. It would be fine but we have to dress business casual for work and Wosie does not know the meaning of sit. So by the time the Kombi gets to me Wosie has gotten me all dirty and smelling like dog. Everyone who is in the car thinks it’s cute that my dog likes to sit with me. They even left me there one time because Wosie was sitting next to me so they dropped the other volunteers off and came back for me later because my dog was going to miss me all day.
We had a cultural day at the center where we are training and some of the highlights include… killing a chicken, mashing corn with a huge stick, and eating some yummy fat cakes (which my mom taught me how to make and they are delicious with some peanut butter) I didn’t kill the chicken I just watched (sorry uncle Carson I am not sure how you ran a chicken farm) but the eggs inside the chicken were yummy and so was the grilled intestines.
I will be moving to northern Namibia along the Kavango River. I am learning Rukwangali. The good thing is the language is spoken the way it is written. My job is working for a trust and I will be setting up an afterschool program for about one hundred kids (ages 13-15). They do a lot of fun things my main job will be coordinating it all so that eventually we can leave it to the community to run!! It should be cool we will do an expedition to Fish River Canyon, a five day hike… I might get to do this I might not….I am hoping I do!!!! This week we are spending time where our permanent sites will be so I am just getting a feel for my new home. My second host family is great also and they have running HOT water a HUGE PLUS!!!! By the end of this my Namibian family will be huge two onane’s (mom), two otate’s (dad), and 7 little brothers and sisters… that is just my immediate family!!!
There is a group of volunteers who are already here and they invited me over for dinner which was really nice…they made me macaroni and cheese!!! It’s like they knew what I was missing the most from the states. I have been very adventurous this week I have walked around by myself and talked to people at the grocery store and gas station. This morning I have to walk around town and ask for donations from local shops for the program I am starting. Everyone in the community is really nice and helpful. People have been coming up to me asking me if I am still looking for volunteers for my project.
Sorry this is so long I haven’t had time to upload it and I just keep adding to it. I will post some pictures soon from cultural day and I think in our group we have at least one total group shot!! Please keep the notes and stuff coming that is really what I need most right now from home. I love hearing from you guys even something as small as a facebook post! I guess I need to go walk around town now and meet some people in the community!
I LOVE YOU ALL!!!
A Note for My Sister:
It is almost 3 o’clock here and I am sitting in my office. I have been reading a book that Jackie let me borrow junior year of college and I am just now reading it, Lady Chatterley’s Lover, pretty good so far. Even though I am reading I can not stop thinking about my family. It is a pretty sad day for my family back at home. My sister’s father in law has passed away and it makes me sad I can not be there with her and George. I wish I could go home and give my sister a big hug, I’m not sure if I need it more or if she needs it. I was fine until her wedding song came on my iPod and made me cry so I have a favor… if anyone sees my sister give her a big hug from me since I can’t be there to give it to her!!! That is all I have to get back to reading my book now or else I will short circuit the computer from the water works coming from my eyes.
On a side note: Something about Africa makes me cry for the smallest things. I don’t think I have ever cried so much in my entire life!! I guess its all part of the process who knows!!
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Hey guys i am writing this blog from my phone i will try and go to the office and post a real long one with lots of good stories. Right now i am sitting on my host families couch listening to the songs dangerous and bartender and some old school usher,really it just reminde me of the times in gainesville and i thought i would let you guys know i was thinking of you. I will try and post the stories soon. Until then please keep in touch it would be great to hear from everyone!
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