Jul
29
The Japanese ESL program has finally begun, and I've been having camp flashbacks all week: trying to make nervous/excited girls feel comfortable and have fun, playing name games, counting heads...though counting 19 is a bit more challenging than 8 or even 12. And they all have the same color hair. But today I was afraid every counselor's worst dream would come true: Missing Camper Drill. But this time I knew there was no ice cream bribery or hidden water coolers involved.Communication break downs have happened fairly often this week, because the students' English is really limited. I have the sponsor translate the most important announcements into Japanese, but her English is also somewhat limited, so I am never sure how much anyone understands accurately. But I try to establish meeting places and times with exceptional clarity.
So I was a little concerned today when a host family showed up to take one of their girls home for dinner at 4:00, and she was nowhere to be found. I walked around campus until I got a blister on my toe (Did I mention it was 93* outside in the shade?), and still could not find her.
My search was interrupted at 5:12 by a call from the Japanese lady who is staying my home. "I am sick in the Student Center. There is vomiting all over my bag." If you know how I feel about throwing up, this was a very stressful call to receive. I'll spare you the gory details, but I managed to fake calm/cool/collected until Campus Safety came to my rescue. (That's not a joke...they really did.)
After my guest was safe in bed at home, I resumed my search. I thought my missing student might show up at our meeting point for shopping at 6:00, but no luck. I asked the other girls if they had seen her anywhere; they all shook their heads. I was starting to get worried. There was no camp staff to comb the buildings or dive in the duck pond. There was no director to assume responsibility. I had lost a sweet Japanese girl with big glasses and little English, and I had no more ideas of where to look. Out of desperation, I kept going back to the same places over and over.
At 6:26, I walked into the Student Center once again. There was now a printed sign over the vomit area: "Service Department, please clean the carpet under this sign." Then I looked to my left and saw my missing student, sitting with her Bible in her lap, maybe sleeping a little.
I felt like Mary & Joseph after coming back to Jerusalem to find Jesus - overcome with relief and a little bit of parental irritation. I wanted to shake her and say "Do you know how worried I have been about you?!!" But I tried to conceal my concern, because she seemed quite at peace. I asked her where she had been, and she pulled out her electronic dictionary. The entry she showed me read "slow, late." I wasn't sure if she was referring to herself or me, but I didn't really care. The lost had been found. I drove her to the mall to meet her classmates and treated myself to a pretzel.
oh amanda! so sorry. but you're amazing. can we talk tomorrow?
this is a little confusing. if you ever uncover the mystery of what happened, i like to know it.
barf, yuk!!! plus a lost student, that is a double slam.
you fulfilled your duty so well :)
oh my. i read the title of this and was like what the heck?! i was very confused. did you barf up a delicious pretzel and enjoy it again? was this a progression of your sickness getting steadily worse...you got hot, got a blister that popped and that disgusted you so much that you barfed and then you panicked because you had barfed and needed help? but then all of the sudden you felt well enough to eat? well done with the title. you opened up a whole realm of stories in my mind that i entertained myself with for a good minute. oh. good blog too! :)
Gross. I just read Krista's comment. Now I can't think of anything else to say on here...
Haha. It's actually a haiku...keeping with the Japanese theme, ya know? But I'm glad it inspired so much thought ;)
pretzels fix all kinds of things, don't they? Good adventure tale. I'm starting soon with that stuff myself, with hopefully adventure in different ways.