Saturday, January 23, 2010

My Milk is in French – And other minor Culture Shocks


So, I’m standing at the fridge on my first morning in Canada thinking “Huh, the ‘lait’ is ‘sans gras’, good to know…” Yeah, things are slightly ‘different’ here, and, as we learned in cultural class during training last week, this does not necessarily mean things are ‘wrong’. I added the ‘lait’ to my cereal, and for the record, it’s the same as milk. Canada has two official languages so everything is written twice by law on products, once in English and once in French. Okay, so it’s not the culture shock my fellow interns are getting in, say, India, but it’s still making me miss home quite a bit.

Celeste and Cam are my new host parents here. They have been so sweet to give me and my fellow intern, Leana, run of the top floor with two bedrooms, a bath and a living room. Cam runs his own Architecture firm out of the bottom floor and Celeste runs a children’s hair saloon that’s about to go global, it’s called ‘Beaners’. You know the little hat with the pinwheel on it… No? Huh, I think we have another cultural difference here… No, worries they’ve already lined up another name for the States.

Work is going well. Leana and I have been lucky enough to have had Steve (the boss man at EMI) come get us every morning last week. Next week starts the one hour, two bus ride trip into work in the snow. I’m excited. So far work has just been research on Ethiopia and getting little things done. But really it’s just nice to know that all the little things we are doing at work is contributing to greater global cause of helping EMI fight poverty and harsh treatment though out the globe.

Oh my goodness the snow! It’s been snowing lightly all day turning the whole scene outside the window white and soft. The tree branches are trying their best to hold up as much snow as they can creating a little narrow pile all down them. Being a California girl, all this makes me happy, and want to curl up with a good book. Which is what I think I will go do now.

Love and Hugs,

Cindy

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Good Morning

I am currently writing you from a very cozy seat. One of my most favorite Christmas presents is keeping me warm. No, not the overwhelmingly large parka my parents got me for Christmas (although, that is one of my favorites, and will soon be keeping me very warm) but instead my bright pink Snuggie. I have taken the week off to get all the last bits of errands done, there are only 5 days left in California! I am off to training in Colorado Springs on Sunday.

A few months ago, the missions’ team at church suggested I speak on a Sunday about what I will be doing. I did that last Sunday and, oh man, let me tell you, a LOT of people who go to our church! There must be more praying then I was doing involved in walking up in front of them and talking every Sunday, it was scary. I think it went alright, people came up and wished me a good journey after, but to me it was all a blur. I (think I) told them we have raised all our funding (check out the meter!), and where I was going (Ethiopia), and what eMi is (emiworld.org), and they prayed for me. All in all, a humbling experience.

I started emailing with my new roomie, Leana, last month. We will both be living with the Campbells, a couple from one of the churches that supports eMi up in Calgary. Leana seems really great. She’s from Virginia and this is her first job out of school, but her second round as an intern in Calgary. She has already promised to help me church hunt and to shop for really cute Canada-winter clothes. I have included her blog in my blog roll on the left.

This week I have just been feeling overwhelmed and nervous. My ToDo list is long and color coordinated by day. Actually, I think the list helps. It keeps me from really focusing on the ‘missing everyone and everything’ part of this trip. It keeps me in the moment. Please be praying that I can remain calm and focused on the task at hand throughout my training and into the Canada portion of the trip. I feel very blessed to be sent on this journey, and I am so thankful that you are watching me as I travel.

Love and Hugs,

Cindy