



We recently decided to enroll C in a school just outside our city. We are very excited about the new experiences and friendships awaiting him (and us) as a result. He will be the only foreigner in the school, which is and will produce some interesting challenges. The lessons will be in English with a heavy Hindi accent (we call this Hinglish). However, all his classmates will speak their mother tongue outside of class time. I fear that as a result of this immersion, C will be fluent in Hindi way before T or I. Another interesting situation has to do with the potty!! When visiting the school I took a peek in the bathroom and found both western and eastern toilets (the kind that you sit on and the kind that you squat over). At first I was relieved that he would as least have familiarity in this crucial arena, but upon a closer examination I noticed that all the western toilet seats had footprints on them!! This is common here because folks are so use to the squatty they don't know how to use the western style toilet. In considering the situation (the questionable sanitation and possible unavailability of the western toilet) we decided that learning the eastern approach is a must for our son. C and I have undertaken this adventure together. T has chosen to maintain her old habits and currently B only likes to take care of business in his own bath water!! Luckily we have a squatty potty in our home. We had been using it for draining the washing machine, but I recently reclaimed it's original purpose and prepared it for use. Another issue is that the natives don't use toilet paper, but I'll save this discussion for another time!!!
Our family is doing really well these days!! Language study is very difficult and intense, but every failure seems to be followed by a victory that keeps us encouraged and mentally engaged. Please ask that these blessed experiences will continue. Sometimes we learn a word and use it only to find there are two words for that object and we learned the less popular version which makes the whole exercise a wasted endeavor. Then just when we are ready to throw in the towel, a native speaker responds positively to our attempt and we are energized to go another day.
We were also recently given a little valentine retreat that breathed life into our work (and even more importantly) our marriage. We were invited to attend a two day conference with other couples like us. The discussions were great, the time with friends was wonderful, and the food was incredible. A fellowship in the states funded the event and we were so thankful for the investment in us. We even got to go on our first date in 4 months!! I got T a new nose ring for her V-day present. This piece of jewelry has a lot of meaning here and tells everybody that she is a married women. She loved the gift, but neither of us anticipated the pain she would endure to have it installed (I'm sure there is better vocabulary for this, but I'm a guy so give me a break). Never the less after 2 days of struggle, a good deal of blood, and the assistance of a stranger she loves her gift!





