Kids. Ya gotta love ’em.
I spent two lively hours in a class of 5th graders on Friday. They are studying English and were very eager to hear it from a native speaker.
Speaking of natives…
One of the questions put to me was: “have you ever smoked the pipe of peace?” (SO CUTE!) Talk about being caught off guard. But once I recovered my wits, I had the opportunity to say that my visits to classrooms were something of a modern day “peace pipe” in my desire to build relationships and encourage students in Russia.
Part of their day’s assignment was to write a letter to a potential pen pal in America. So I will be carrying 25 letters back home to keep the pipe burning (so to speak) between the youth of Atascadero and the youth of Samara. Let me know if you want to participate!
They also treated me to a rousing chorus of a patriotic song (in honor of Victory Day) and then we all posed for the obligatory group picture. A few of the girls are the same ones I just happened to meet last year while waiting on the porch of the school for a meeting in a different class. So fun to reconnect with these bright examples of Russia’s future.
How about your “pipe of peace”? To whom will you extend it today?
thats cool Jeanette, I’d like to hear your rendition of the song. HEHE i’m teasing. i wonder if you could use the peace pipe as a bridge to talking about Jesus and sharing the Gospel.