Surrender

Ok. I don't post often. This thing is kind of dieing. None the less, I shall attempt to catch this thing up. Weeks back, we had alumni weekend. Bad enough to have that. I dislike Alumni weekend, and it is worse because i don't know anyone here. To make it much MUCH worse, two of my friends were hit by a truck on Sabbath afternoon. Neeha and Aliya. I didn't know much at first. All the responsible people vanished, either to help or to get in the way. That left me with a bunch of panicking kids and some adults with empty heads. I spent the rest of the afternoon telling bible stories to the kids to keep their minds off of whatever had happened. No one had told me anything yet. Halfway through the afternoon, the mission president's wife and the librarian from our school came back to give an "update." This of course gave little actual information, and mostly accomplished scaring the children again. At least i finally heard who was in trouble.

After vespers, we had the talent show to do. I was MC, but it kind of sucked. There were some fun events, but since most of us had Neeha on our minds there wasn't much energy in it. That evening I walked over to the Mission to finally hear news. I got there just before the ambulance came to take Neeha away. That was when i found out that she was dead. I was really numb. There wasn't really much I could do, as the Aliya was still comatose, and I really couldn't stand being around any more. I took the students back to the school and went to bed. I didn't really do much for the next few days. Barely paid attention to what I said in class, and just laid around mostly. I think the Memorial service was on Tuesday. It was hot and miserable, and a lot was in Khmer or Urdu. Afterwards I talked with Aliya for a little while, said hi to Avak and went to hide. Slipped in my own tears and fell down the stairs. It hurt (both things did). Since then I've kind of accepted it and I am waiting for heaven. I would still like to remove the skin of the miserable scum-sucking vermin that hit them, but otherwise I am back.

For the next week or so I didn't have a terrible lot of energy for much of anything. I fell behind on grading papers and cleaning, and most everything else. I have been working on catching up since, but there were still a lot of mistakes in my midterm grades that i didn't have time to work out. {If Sharon is reading this, they won't be on the final grade, and I've talked to the affected students, so everything is OK (hopefully)}. I am still getting caught up with everything. I got in the habit of staying up late during those few weeks and listening to music, which is yet another habit i am gonna have to break. Just as I was getting my feet back under me, it was spring break! or rather new years. (songkran in Thailand by the way)