BAM-BAM bombs are going off everywhere!!!!

Today is a big festival in India for the Hindu's where they set off fireworks, that actually sound like bombs til late at night, and then they start back up early in the morning.

I stayed up til midnight last night, so then all the fireworks had finished, and I slept like a baby. A month ago I was coming up with ideas to avoid the holiday all together. I told judith and David we could stay in this super nice hotel here, but that would cost an arm and a leg, like 500 dollars a night or something. I came to the conclusion I would be up all night, and then it would be over.

So last night when they stopped, I was thrilled, and actually slept great. I am found that I actually have slept better here in India then anywhere for a while. I don't know why actually. Maybe being a nanny makes you sleep better. I bet so, its sorta like being a part time mom. Mom sleeps great, because they are running around all day. Therefore that is my answers to my own question. I sleep better here cause I am busy doing mom like things.

I should tell you the name of the holiday so you can do some research Deepalvi. I actually have not a clue on how to spell it, and Judith tells me I don't actually say it the right way anywho. So I will leave you with that spelling, and hope you stumble across some awesome description of what is going down right now.

In the past few weeks we have done a handful of fun things, one of which was attending a Tamil church. Tamil is the language they speak here in Chennai. We had two friends visiting us, for a mission trip, and they got a chance to teach at a church. Firstly, when you are a guest at a church you sit in chairs in front of everyone on the stage. you face them. Also the way they worship and pray is an experience in itself. The women sit close to the stage on their knees and cover they heads with their head scarf. The pastor sings, and has two people in the church hold mics at there seats and sing with him. I tried to sing along, but had not a clue what was being sung. The only word I heard and knew was Thank You ( nudree ). So I would sing that one word and then wait for it to be sung again.

I kept smiling a ton at everyone, because I didn't know what else to do when you are watching people watch you sit on a stage at church. I forgot to mention that I got to play my song " Come and Meet my God" on a VERY untuned guitar. It sounded terrible, but I loved playing it anyways. After the service the pastor told the people if they would like to be prayed for to come up. I was preparing myself for anyone who needed prayer. The older women went to our two friends that taught, and I was looking around to see if anyone else was left out. When I looked down there was a crowd of little kids waiting to talk with me! They were precious. A group of young girls asked me to write out my words, and they sang along as I wrote them out. They stayed long after to talk with me, and just have fun. They read me some poems they wrote, and I encouraged them to never stop following God. It inspired me to teach young girls about God, in a way I think they think I know a lot. ha. I remember being 14, and thinking how inspired I was by girl's in their 20's. So I might try to meet up once more with this church, and see if I can teach the girls somehow.

So lots of great things are still happening here, and I plan to blog you guys soon once more with a BIG story I want to share with you. Other then that I go back home in one week and 4 days...not that I'm counting, but my family is, and keeping me updated on my arrival time. love them.

type soon,

Laura

p.s. I will tried to add photos soon, it takes too long to upload here at the house.