What would the pediatrician say about that!

This past summer in America, I took both my children to the pediatrician for a check-up. They gave me the rundown of where they should be developmentally as well as some 'tips' for their safety. 

Joel's was more along the lines of keep him away from the stove and power sockets. Olivia was more interesting as I thought about where we live and HOW we live. 

One of those tips was about crossing the street. I should teach her to look both ways and hold my hand. 

Um… Well, if she doesn't only look both ways and hold my hand and perhaps be able to move from one side of me to the other at a moments notice, be able to stop in an instant and in the middle of the street while a bus wizzes by inches from her little body… she might not make it across. It has been "fun" crossing the street with the new families on our team. I am reminded of how crazy an act it really is and how much danger I am putting myself and my children in just to get to the bus stop on the opposite side of the street. 

Another tip was to teach her not to talk to strangers, take things from strangers or go to strangers.

Um… Well, the picture below is a picture of a stranger that Joel reached out to hold on his own accord. They are always talking, touching, taking pictures of and giving treats to my children. It is not uncommon for a well meaning lady to give a sucker to my child who is under two (even before he had teeth this was common). 

The other day on our way home from preschool, Olivia is stopped by a young woman in her twenties. She had a bag of pop-corn and popped rice. She took Olivia's hand and stuck it in the bag and asked Olivia to give her a kiss. Olivia did so before I even realized what the girl had said. Then the woman returned the favor and Olivia went on with her hand full of popped-rice and the woman was squealing with delight that she had talked to my daughter. 

The pediatrician's tip playing in my mind, all I could do was laugh out loud and walk on home. 

And the tips go on… :) 

再见！ See ya later!

I paid 20 kuai for a free facial

Really, all I went to the store to buy were diapers. Okay, I chose to go to Carrefour because it also has an import section that sells good raisins, but really THAT was it. As I was leaving with my few goods in the bag, a man stopped me at the door. I believe this has happened before, but I managed to get away then. I felt weak today for some reason and I guess it showed.

So, as the man was telling me tales of "free.. won't have to pay anything to try… it won't take long…" I was being lead like a sheep to the slaughter and thanking him for it. Once I was hooked, another man talked to me long enough to know if he COULD talk to me in Chinese and then passed me off to a woman who was going to "take just five minutes. Don't you have five minutes?" about my skin or something or other.

She began asking me my age and telling me "oh you don't look THAT old. Russian women all age so very well…" I clarified that I am not Russian and the first and last English word "sorry" came up in the torrent of explanations why my skin is dry and in need of great repair. She poked my face with this wand that told me my skin moisture was a whopping 23.5% and then she went over my face with this special light that showed all the yuck on a tv screen. Talk about less than appealing! At this point she asks, "Won't you take some time to fix it? It is free. You don't have to pay anything."  Sure, why not? Who wouldn't after that?

The woman leads me through a hallway of rooms with curtains to a back room where she tells me the "skin teacher" will come and tell me what my skin needs. This young woman (24) bounds happily into the room and tells me to lay down. She then proceeds to wash my face, fuss at me for not doing more than I do, and giving me the spiel.

She explains that I should come in for an hour and pay 80 kuai to have her wash my face with this special stuff from Taiwan. I would also benefit from a massage on my head, shoulders and neck. She gave just enough of one that I felt the benefits without getting any. "Can't you spare one hour of your life for yourself?" That's where she missed a step with me perhaps, but we'll leave that for another discussion.

Right then, my face was washed, creamed and covered with a white face mask where just my eyes and mouth were poking out. Her voice was going on without stop as I was being convinced that I wasn't taking good enough care of my face and that she was the magical face fairy that would make all my pitiful dry cells disappear.

She talked on, "If you sign up for four visits, they are discounted to 50 kuai a visit. How much money did you bring today? Only 20 kuai, well, that can go toward your 200 prepayment. Haven't you decided you want to do it?" The more she talked the more convinced I was that I wasn't getting out of there with my face if I didn't give her in blood that I would come back and the 20 kuai. Only then did the mask come off and she let me see my very moisturized skin in the mirror and let me get myself together and we headed to the front to get my receipt.

I left wondering if it would have been better to have just walked out Carrefour with a "ting bu dong" [i don't understand] and a smile to that first guy. But then, I did get a free Chinese 'tutor' session, and free facial and skin inventory all for 20 kuai. Who knew so much could happen in five minutes?.… wait, make that an hour. ;)

Typhoon

A couple of days ago, we found out there would be a typhoon blowing into Harbin. It had been blowing over Korea and was heading our way. When I woke up that morning, I saw a heavy rainstorm from my 20th floor balcony. It didn't look different from any other storm. We looked down to see people struggling with their umbrellas and getting quite soaked in spite of themselves. What we also saw were trees blown over and either hitting cars or just missing them.


One of the foreign teachers that live on our floor said that water was gushing into his apartment through the balcony window (probably because of that side of the building was getting the brunt; where our side just had a great view).

And so it blowed and rained and filled our little moat with water and seemed to just clean the air all over. I was glad I didn't have to go out in it!

The next morning was a bright and beautiful day, but it was anything but peaceful. Those poor trees that had been planted as large sticks probably just a few years ago were being punished for their lack of root systems. Their branches were being cut off with chain saws and the trunks were being "replanted" to have another go at being trees.

They tend to move trees around like potted plants. They bring them in as thick sticks with a small bulb of roots, stick them in the ground and let the leaves develop. Then, when they are ready to move them again, they simply just cut the branches off and move them again.

I won't say I understand the way they treat the trees in China, but it works somehow.

Who's who at HEU

About a month ago, we got the names of our new teammates for this coming fall. We were excited that another family would be joining us. They have two small children about Olivia and Joel's age, and I thought about how awesome that is. We've loved having the Taylors on our team and being able to love their children and our kids all play together. In addition to the family coming, we are having two single girls who have been in China a year already. Another win for us! :)

Then came the surprise right before we left for the summer. We are not getting one new family but two! Wow! The second family also has two kids around our kids ages! Yeah! The family was supposed to be at another school in Harbin, but for some reason that didn't work out and our school "won" the family. ;) So, out of the nine children from our organization that will be in our city, SIX of those are at our school. AMAZING and wonderful.

As the Fergusons and Wylies are packing up their lives, I am sure they are being flooded with emotions and questions. Some of those I can answer; some I cannot. I do know that the One who called them to China is faithful to help them transition and thrive there. Please lift them up.

Even though Lauren and Kellie have been in China, moving to HEU is still quite and adjustment for them. They are spending the summer with their families and friends and I am sure trying to squeeze every moment and memory they can out of it before returning to China. Please remember them as well.

We are excited about the year ahead and welcome these ten people into the Harbin family with open arms!

In America

We’re here is the States again for another summer of fellowship with family and friends. It is always nice to see people and catch up, but it also feels like we have missed so much about American culture while we were in China. New words and phrases have popped up that we don’t understand and can’t make them fit into our understanding of how those words make sense. We are amazed by how many times people say, “I’m sorry” even though they are three feet away from us and nowhere close to being  in our way. Not so in China where you bump into people all the time and your head may be in someone’s armpit on the bus!

And all the choices! I was going to just run in and get milk and ice-cream yesterday. Chocolate, vanilla, strawberry, any combination of the three, coffee, Bunny tracks, Moose tracks, choc. chip cookie dough, mocha almond fudge, light, regular, fat free, half fat free, less sugar, no added sugar, natural sugar…. It took me forever to choose and then I saw I could get a buy one get one free with the store card. That made it twice as difficult because then I had to choose TWO! Olivia just said, “Just get one and let’s go.” Little did she know, while sitting under the cart, how hard that was to do!  I ended up with cookies and cream and a coffee brownie something or other by the way.

Recently, I was struck by how so many workers in America are white. I know that sounds funny.  I was driving through a grocery store parking lot and saw a tall white man collecting and organizing the buggies. I thought to myself how everyone that I normally see doing that kind of work is Chinese. The white population in Harbin is mostly made up of teachers, students or businessmen.

I was picking up my niece from volleyball practice the other day and noticed all the diversity of people.  Whites, blacks, Hispanics, Asians were all in the same parking lot and all very much American. That is one of the joys of America for me. Sometimes I get tired of standing out in China and being stared at by all the passers-by. In America, I am just another face in the crowd. But is that my goal? Should I be trying to hide in the crowd? Now, I don’t think I need to toot my horn or draw attention to myself, but I should aim for the Spirit that is in me to be a fragrance to others around me. (2 Corinthians 2).  One reason being pointed at and “noticed” bothers me so much is that it is drawing attention to me.  I really hate that, but when the attention is being draw to Christ, then that is something to relish and rejoice in, don’t you agree?

So, here we are with AMERICA again, and I’m looking forward to seeing how SHE and I have changed since we were last together.

Change

From age five to eighteen, I lived in the same community, went to school and graduated with the same people I started kindergarten with, lived by both sets of grandparents, never saw many changes (not too uncommon in a small place) and liked my comfort zone of a life. College was my first move and I only changed roommates once because my first roommate moved away. I liked the normal staying normal. I loved being comfortable with it all and everyone I knew.

Then I went to China where common mottos are "Nothing ever stays the same" and "Nothing is as it seems" and "Take a picture because it might not be there tomorrow" and the like. My first five years in China, I had five completely different teams, moved yearly (one of those years I moved twice). After those initial China years, I took a one year home leave where I married Steve and my "home" and "normal" changed forever. I found myself having to share time between South Carolina and Illinois while making my home in China with a husband.

This is our sixth year in China as a married couple. We have lived in two cities and moved twice in both places. In Tonghua, we moved down the hill from the school after Olivia was born. In Harbin, we moved to the apartment next door to our first one here. All together in China, I have had 43 different teammates (not including 20 different classmates my two years in language school or Steve and my children).  I didn't have any continuing teammates until three years ago when the Taylor's and Dan stayed and everyone else left. This past year, our entire team (minus Dan) stayed the same and nobody new came. It was bliss!

Now, we are on the verge of a total turn-over. All our current teammates will leave and six new people will be added to the 43 above.

I hate change. I hate how it makes my stomach churn and my heart want to beat out of my chest. I hate having to adjust and learn how to do it all over again from the beginning.

At the same time, I have learned how to embrace the changes in my life and see them as refinement. You see, when I lived in the comfort of nothing ever changing, I didn't do that much changing myself. People didn't point out the junk because either they didn't notice it or they knew me "too well to say anything". Sad.

The 43+ blessings I have had in my life over the past twelve years have been used to chip away the ugly, bring out more of the junk that I would rather hide, and expose the stuff that needed dealing with. Many of them took time to get to know me; some didn't. Many of them still speak into my life even though we are no longer teammates; some don't. Regardless of how long we were together, I am forever changed by how the loving and just Father used them to show me that change is really a good thing even when it is hard in the moment.

Sweet moments

Recently, Olivia has been going to preschool nearly everyday. May 1st is a holiday in China, and there will be a performance (as there usually are on such occasions). So, her teachers have asked that she come everyday to prepare for said performance. She has come home singing some cute little songs and really enjoying being there. She has even asked to stay all day a few times!

Yesterday, before I went to pick up little 石美华 (shi mei hua is Olivia's Chinese name) I went to the market to buy some things. I grabbed a strawberry soymilk that they make at the market and headed on over to her school. When she came down and I gave her the drink, she looked up at me with big smile and exclaimed, "That's just what I was thinking about!" Made my heart leap!

We had to go back to the market because one seller had given me one too many sheets of paper and I needed to pay her for it. Inside the market, there are these picture booths that make what we call "sticky pictures". Olivia wanted to take some pictures for Steve. After paying the paper lady, we took some pictures. It was a great way to build a memory and have fun with Olivia.

The walk home was a sweet one and she told me a little about her day. I enjoy these moments out and about with Olivia. I treasure them and know they won't last forever. As parents know, not every moment is so sweet, but boy when they are!!

下次见！ See ya' later!