Day 6
I must warn you, I (Sarah) did not write the following entry…
Breakfast was spam (dog meat) fritters with chocolate and yoghurt cake. My girls (those who I serve) loved it and so did most of us. I embarrassed the girls by encouraging them to clean the plate by using their fingers; they were not amused!
The bible lesson was great! We have some wonderful Russian songs with crazy actions. I don’t really understand the songs but there is always a real feeling of the presence of God. Even though I sing words which I don’t understand I know that I am worshiping God!
Simon did the talk and we did a drama of the king who had a banquet and his guests didn’t want to come. I was the king and I got very sad because no one came! Simon used it to follow on and to invite the children to God’s banquet. He did a great illustration to help the kids hand over their lives, their fears, and their hurts to Jesus. God really moved powerfully in the lesson and a lot of kids and some of the kid’s helpers responded.
I didn’t go to the beach but I was really inspired by reading about Ezra and Nehemiah. If you want to be challenged about God moving powerfully and getting a job done read those books.
Lunch was one of our favourites! Meat and Potatoes with, yes we had it again, cucumber and tomato! The soup was noodles which was fine and chicken skin which was not!
David joins blog writing. Following our meeting we headed off into the wilds of Kerch.
Our first stop was an underground quarry where ten thousand Russians had kept a rear-guard during the great patriotic war (WW2). 10,000 in, 7 out. None the less, the one mad baboushka (grandmother) who was an ‘eye-witness’ was there to tell us all about it. She was an old lady who wandered about, trying to give her account of the events, which must have been before her time. Bless her. We preferred our guide (though the baboushka was more entertaining- with her stroking of Shola!) The quarry, like most of Kerch, was made of limestone. It was a boiling hot day, so we all had jumpers on in the quarry! 10 degrees is quite a shock after 35. A long tour, including a very friendly rat, and several mass graves, coupled with guide plus translator equals long time in cold place.
We came out, and went to the ‘toilet’, Ukrainian style. Intrigued? …
We call it the squat-pot, and according to Simon, you ‘Stand to Deliver’.
Explanation is required. Lovely tiling on the floor and walls, and a teardrop hole in the centre of the floor. Beneath the tear is THE PIT. There was good lighting in the pit, and all was visible, with no toilet paper in sight! It was fine , as long as you didn’t look down. All you Brits, be thankful for Thomas Krappe, for the flushing toilet.
After our intrepid adventure and our ice creams (14 for under £2), we went to a hill overlooking Kerch, with a war memorial, made, of course, of limestone.
The 
minibuses came with a guide, who added very little, but did take up time very well. We went down a MAHUSSIVE (massive and huge) staircase, of limestone down to an ancient church, made from…limestone. After a long talk about the church from the minibus guide, it was shut, and we didn’t have to go in. We walked into the centre of town, and were told kindly by our guide that it was ‘the centre of town’. There was a large griffin, holding the keys to the city, and it would protect them. This statue, was made of l*m*s*o*e (can you guess what it is yet?). Across the back-streets/slums/rubbish dump, we found our restaurant. A door in the wall. Do you have still water? No. Diet coke? No.
Having said that, there was air conditioning, and it was a welcome relief from the humidity outside. After some lovely pizzas, and some sort of pudding, we headed back to the camp. The kids were watching Narnia in Russian when we got back. We (David and I) both had to leave, after the dubbing cracked us up. If only we had a sound-clip for you.
So that is us for today, thank you very much for reading.
From a cynical pair, Timothy and David.
Day 6
Today I (Timothy) was soooo tired! I couldn’t do my exercises with the boys because my knee hurts…you see I cut it on the first day and then thumped the middle of it the next day and I can relate to people who have been knee-capped. Lots of us have had different injuries. Please pray protection and healing for us and our bits. We are having lots of opportunities to pray for healing!
Breakfast was spam (dog meat) fritters with chocolate and yoghurt cake. My girls (those who I serve) loved it and so did most of us. I embarrassed the girls by encouraging them to clean the plate by using their fingers; they were not amused!The bible lesson was great! We have some wonderful Russian songs with crazy actions. I don’t really understand the songs but there is always a real feeling of the presence of God. Even though I sing words which I don’t understand I know that I am worshiping God!
Simon did the talk and we did a drama of the king who had a banquet and his guests didn’t want to come. I was the king and I got very sad because no one came! Simon used it to follow on and to invite the children to God’s banquet. He did a great illustration to help the kids hand over their lives, their fears, and their hurts to Jesus. God really moved powerfully in the lesson and a lot of kids and some of the kid’s helpers responded.
I didn’t go to the beach but I was really inspired by reading about Ezra and Nehemiah. If you want to be challenged about God moving powerfully and getting a job done read those books.
Lunch was one of our favourites! Meat and Potatoes with, yes we had it again, cucumber and tomato! The soup was noodles which was fine and chicken skin which was not!
David joins blog writing. Following our meeting we headed off into the wilds of Kerch.
Our first stop was an underground quarry where ten thousand Russians had kept a rear-guard during the great patriotic war (WW2). 10,000 in, 7 out. None the less, the one mad baboushka (grandmother) who was an ‘eye-witness’ was there to tell us all about it. She was an old lady who wandered about, trying to give her account of the events, which must have been before her time. Bless her. We preferred our guide (though the baboushka was more entertaining- with her stroking of Shola!) The quarry, like most of Kerch, was made of limestone. It was a boiling hot day, so we all had jumpers on in the quarry! 10 degrees is quite a shock after 35. A long tour, including a very friendly rat, and several mass graves, coupled with guide plus translator equals long time in cold place.We came out, and went to the ‘toilet’, Ukrainian style. Intrigued? …
We call it the squat-pot, and according to Simon, you ‘Stand to Deliver’.
Explanation is required. Lovely tiling on the floor and walls, and a teardrop hole in the centre of the floor. Beneath the tear is THE PIT. There was good lighting in the pit, and all was visible, with no toilet paper in sight! It was fine , as long as you didn’t look down. All you Brits, be thankful for Thomas Krappe, for the flushing toilet.
After our intrepid adventure and our ice creams (14 for under £2), we went to a hill overlooking Kerch, with a war memorial, made, of course, of limestone.
The 
minibuses came with a guide, who added very little, but did take up time very well. We went down a MAHUSSIVE (massive and huge) staircase, of limestone down to an ancient church, made from…limestone. After a long talk about the church from the minibus guide, it was shut, and we didn’t have to go in. We walked into the centre of town, and were told kindly by our guide that it was ‘the centre of town’. There was a large griffin, holding the keys to the city, and it would protect them. This statue, was made of l*m*s*o*e (can you guess what it is yet?). Across the back-streets/slums/rubbish dump, we found our restaurant. A door in the wall. Do you have still water? No. Diet coke? No.Having said that, there was air conditioning, and it was a welcome relief from the humidity outside. After some lovely pizzas, and some sort of pudding, we headed back to the camp. The kids were watching Narnia in Russian when we got back. We (David and I) both had to leave, after the dubbing cracked us up. If only we had a sound-clip for you.
So that is us for today, thank you very much for reading.
From a cynical pair, Timothy and David.
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