Shooting the Breeze about Heat

The heat has been a killer the last month. Draining humidity. I even composed an “Ode to Heat” in my mind, but didn’t think you could relate as it’s shovel-snow-time in the Northern Hemisphere. It feels like a greenhouse (this is not a political statement…), and you can see the effect on our garden. Seth managed to squeeze in some lawn mowing on his day off and composed his own Ode to Heat in the grass before cutting.

"AMY'S HOT."

“AMY’S HOT.”

Today we experienced blessed relief from the heat with some wind and rain. I’m sure you think I’m just “shooting the breeze” talking about weather, but sometimes in Africa, it is the subject. The only one you can think about. Draining your energy, sweat running down your arms even when sitting cutting out your child’s craft paper. Cutting off clear thoughts, turning them into sentence fragments. Frying your brain. Literally. Okay, now you get a small picture of my stream-of-conscious Ode to Heat. 😉

That to say, we dragged through the week over here, albeit sometimes crankily, and completed all of our subjects in homeschooling. I enjoyed finishing the read-aloud we’ve been working on, The Christmas Carol. We started a storybook on Joseph today. For history we made a ziggurat and checked our mummy. The difference between our mummified apple and its test case brother was obvious!

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The mummy is on the left; the other was left in the open air, and covered with black mildew.

The mummy is on the left; the other was left in the open air, and covered with black mildew.

Colin kept tasting the natron solution.

Colin kept tasting the natron solution.

We learned about clouds doing a craft and drawings and have begun recording the weather for a couple of weeks for science. (There I go…back to the weather…yeah, we were recording mid 90s for the temperature all week—the thermometer was in the garage in the shade…)

Caleb is showing mastery of his +2 facts in math and enjoyed a new lesson this week on “solving for the unknown.” It’s neat to see algebra introduced so early yet simply. I’m enjoying his education for him. Except for the times I lose patience… 😛 (usually during reading—why do Caleb’s eyes flit somewhere else after every word?)

Colin is learning his consonants, just starting “D” today. I took extra time on “C,” since it’s the first letter of his name. We sing little songs for each letter and renamed “Connie Cow” to “Colin Cow,” which earned me a special Colin smile.

Seth sat down with the father of one of our teens a couple of days this week for Bible studies. This opportunity is rare; we are cautiously excited. None of the boys in our youth group know their fathers, except this one; and his father works in Johannesburg and can only visit home a couple times a year when he’s on leave. He returns to Joburg this Monday, so we won’t have much time with him.

Seth has also almost completed all of the annual visits with Elim Baptist Church members, to assess their year spiritually and recommit to the church covenant. Many of the visits have encouraged, but one disappointed: not responding to encouragement to persevere in her faith, she’s decided to drop out of church for a while.

Seth also visited many of the young people who are “floating.” I don’t know a better term—after other American missionaries in their village left Africa, they’ve been without transport to the national-run church in Mashamba village. Still on the membership list there, many have been migrating over to our teammate’s church, which is the most accessible one for them. These guys were saved under our ministry years ago, and most are college or marriage age now. We find that a recent battle for us is trying to anticipate how many of them have unsaved girlfriends or boyfriends. We feel anxious for them to marry in the faith, but their choices are so slim, and their endurance shaky.

The next few weeks will be a blur as Seth has suddenly gotten more applicants for our Bible Institute! And our printer just went on the blink. THAT was not good timing. It stole several hours from Seth this week, trying to fix it, unfortunately burning it on 220 voltage, then trying to locate and hook up our teammate’s printer, which has a choosy personality—like a donkey, deciding when it will like our computer and print and when it won’t. Sigh, no time for this, but we may have to make a trip down to Polokwane (hour and a half away) to purchase a new printer.

Please enjoy this indigenous flower that is blooming, not wilting, in this heat. And pray that we will be like it. 😉
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I'm Amy, a missionary wife and mother of four children, blogging about our lives and perspectives on culture in South Africa.
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4 Responses to Shooting the Breeze about Heat

  1. kkkjk5 says:

    Your lawn is looking nice, and I love the flower. Isn’t God neat that He could make a flower that would bloom in the heat! And if He cares for the flowers and the sparrows; certainly He cares for us as well! What a special truth to see. I’m glad you got some rain and hopefully you will see more relief from the heat. I’m also glad you got some more contacts for your college. You are doing great in homeschooling–so creative! Does your curriculum give you the ideas for your projects?

  2. jochetta says:

    I loved your description of “school.” Tho you remember the times you lose your patience (due to the heat, of course), I know your children remember the awesome hands-on projects, like the apple mummy, and the way you make learning come alive! Well done, teacher!
    One night this past week I amused my man by mimicking my boys in reading class and math lesson. He thought it was hilarious. I did it so I wouldn’t cry… 😉
    I know the challenges you face and I think you are doing a fabulous job!

    • Amy says:

      Thank you! It’s encouraging to hear from someone who’s been there, doing that. I’ll have to try your technique next time I want to lose my temper. 😉 My family has a phrase–“Better to laugh than to cry.”

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