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Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Extra Day: Mowing Uncle Simon's Lawn

Today Uncle Simon hired me to mow his lawn. He picked me up, lawnmower and all, and I mowed the front.
But when I went to the back, the lawn mower mysteriously wouldn't start up. I tried it  about thirty times, but the same result.
After about twenty minutes, Uncle Simon told me to just forget it. I said I'll try a couple more times.
I called my dad. Twice. He didn't know what to do.
So then I shot a call up to my Heavenly Dad. "This all you, God. I don't know what I'm doing wrong, I was able to start the lawn mower before, but now it won't start. Even if I am doing something wrong, just make a miracle and make it right!"
I brought the mower back to the front lawn (my theory: if I was able to start it in the front lawn, maybe I'll be able to do it again). I tried two more times. Nothing.
Then I did it one last time.
And the engine roared to life.
"OH YEAH! NOW WE'RE IN BUSINESS!" I yelled (for real). "Thanks God."
I went back to the backyard and finished the job.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Day 34 and 35 (Josh): Praying and Pushing Swings

Day 34: I biked to a nearby park and found a quiet place. Then for I don't know how long, I just talked to God. Then waited for Him to respond. Some people from a nearby school saw me and I felt kinda embarrassed for a second. Then I shrugged it off. It doesn't matter what anyone thinks about me now. The only thing that matters is God and His love for me.

Day 35: Pushed my two brothers on the swing. They like to ride it where one of them stands and the other sits. I was half-afraid that they would fall off and hurt themselves because they were wrestling to get a good position while swinging at the same time.

Okay, gotta do one extra day and then the 35 days of love will be over!

Day 30-35: (Timmy) Its been a good 35 days

Day 30:
Took some time out of my day, to make the jeopardy for the kids on friday. Seemed like they really enjoyed it! So did I!

Day 31:
I did ALL the work for my partners in a group project that we had to do. They didn't really contribute at all!

Day 32:
Went ice skating in NYC at rockerfeller center. There was a TON of people! and the rink was crowded with tourist, and people that can't skate. (people were falling EVERYWHERE) So this one kid fell really hard! So I gave him a hand and helped lift him up. I also helped a foreign couple take a picture for them.

Day 33
Thanksgiving service at mery bergtrum. I helped a former co-VBS teacher with his group of children with the junior church. He had a lot on his hands, with a bunch of kids.

Day 34
1st day of Gym volleyball! WOOO! But since i was on the volleyball team, and my coach is my teacher for the class. he called me out, and made me demonstrate for the entire class, I didn't do so good, and a few seniors made fun of me. But i didn't respond back and kept my mouth shut.

Day 35
My spanish teacher doesn't like it when we speak english in her class. Work was done for the last 10 minutes, so she let us do whatever. I helped a friend with her physics homework, considering we were in the same class. Not thinking that it was a big deal to speak in english, I just helped her and told her what to do. My teacher came around, and took points off my grade, meanwhile the entire class was speaking in english about ridiculous conversations. I decided not to argue with my teacher, and just live with it. (although Im really sad) I'm also trying to forgive my teacher, for her ridiculous actions by not punishing everyone else.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Day 33 (Josh): Piggyback Rides and Wiping the Dog

After the CCOB service, my family and I went to look for Christmas trees. Katie asked if she could have a piggyback ride. I said yes. We ran around a bunch of Christmas trees chased by Zach.
As we got back home, we found out Hunter peed on his pad. "Who wants to wipe Hunter?" my dad asked. No one responded. So I stepped up and wiped the dog, and if you want to know, I hate wiping the dog. I always bribe my brothers (I'll let you play the iTouch if you wipe Hunter/Smoochie. My sister calls him Smoochie and for some odd reason, the dog responds to that).