Hmmm...

Do you remember the days when you would have to wait for the school bus out in the rain, carrying a sopping wet backpack, hoping the bus wouldn't be too late. Well I had the priviledge to experience that today. Normally I like the rain. Walks late at night while it pours down are so relaxing and free my mind from the day's stress. But today, in the cold, I didn't enjoy it. I was wet on the bus, and I was wet in my classroom. And I will have to be wet again on my ride home.

Life in La Rochelle has been good, yet a little worryful for me. I know I should be using my French way more than I am, and I am so nervous around my host family. It is kind of like all I am there to do is eat and sleep and shower. I hope that it gets better. I know the Lord is not going to let it be a bad experience. I have already felt the power prayer has had here. The language is getting better, and I have begun to be able to type well on this stupid European keyboard(the letters are all mixed up in different places). But please, continue with your prayers. Us here really need them. Love you all so much, and think of you all daily!