Day Three!

Hey its Sally! We had another amazing meal today- pancakes! (Well for breakfast. We had grilled cheese for lunch and that was amazing too, so I guess we could say we had MORE amazing meals). Anyways, after that we split up into task forces assigned to Brass polishing, painting, weeding, and cleaning the academic building. I was upgraded from my status as teen missionary to cleaning lady; I spent two hours this morning in vicious struggles with a vacuum whose purpose in life was to backflip down the stairs and make me scream very loudly (four times) and a mop that kept dropping strands of whatever that stringy stuff on a mop is, therefore making the floor dirtier instead of cleaner. Meanwhile, Abby and Emili danced around wiping down tables and singing Disney songs.

After I finished, I was demoted back to misionary to help Abby, Peter (D) and Emili paint the decks. Except instead of using one of those cool ten feet long rollers like the rest of them did, I got to paint all the cracks with a little brush and crawl on my hands and knees while Emili serenaded us with more songs and Peter serenaded us with the whistling of the bird. We are a very theatrical groups of missionaries.

Like I said, lunch consisted of amazing grilled cheese, and potato chips, and tomato soup. Then Abby stayed behind the paint while the rest of us continued to go pick up rocks and fill the drainage ditches. We finished in a bout two trips, but towards the end it began to rain, so we decided more singing and dancing was in order.

Then we got to take a break and we fooled around and played wacky games in the refectory, then went to meet my old friend again: the vacuum with the death wish. We vaccumed out the car, then were told to go blog. So here I am! Even the hard, not so fiun work has been good. When you are working, and you realize that what you're doing is in the service of God, it really doesn't seem so bad, it really doesn't seem like work.