<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340199351544025936</id><updated>2011-07-29T03:00:55.596+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Megan In Pakistan</title><subtitle type='html'>My time as an elementary school teacher in Pakistan!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235712694897056978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SE2WUsufO9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ih-A69HggzU/S220/DCFC0008.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340199351544025936.post-664750096792639341</id><published>2009-06-07T00:34:00.002+06:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T00:46:01.035+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home again</title><content type='html'>I got back home to San Jose late on Thursday night.  There was a prayer meeting and dinner with a few TEAM families in Islamabad on Wednesday night, and I drove down with one family from MCS to go to that.  After dinner, we spent the night with a family in Islamabad, but got up at 2am to go to the airport.  The family and I were on the same flight from Islamabad to Doha, about a 4 hour flight.  We were seated on opposite ends of the plane, but it was nice to have someone to go through the airport with. &lt;br /&gt;In Doha I had a quick transfer to my next flight to JFK, at 13 hour flight.  I watched quite a few movies and caught up on some new music.&lt;br /&gt;In JFK I went through customs, got my 70 pound luggage re-checked and went through security again.  I hadn't called my dad in a few days because I'd got rid of my cell phone already, so I knew he'd be wanting to know where I was.  I was looking through my purse to find some dollars to take to a shop and get quarters when I looked up and saw my very own sister standing in front of me!  Meredith had flown out from San Diego that morning just to meet me at the airport and fly home with me!  It was an incredible surprise and I was so happy to have someone to spend time with before being reunited with the whole family and everyone else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at SFO around 10pm, met by my parents, grandma, grandma &amp;amp; grandpa, and my brother's girlfriend.  They had yellow roses for me, and even a welcome home banner.  They'd also rented a limo so we could all ride home together.  My brother Dave met us at home because he'd just got off work.  I gave them some of their presents and we sat around talking for a while, until I finally went to bed around 2am.  I woke up, wide awake at 7:30 and spent the day having lunch with Meredith and Dave and sorting through my luggage.  I took a nap for a couple of hours, and slept last night for about 11 hours.  Hopefully I'm cured now of any jet lag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad to be home.  I'm thankful for my experience in Pakistan and all I learned about teaching.  I'm hopeful to get a job teaching here in San Jose now.  People have asked if I'd go back to Pakistan, and I have to say yes.  I was never scared or fearful for my own safety, though it was surreal to be teaching students who were worried for their parent's safety where they were working.  I had a good experience in the country, despite the challenges and difficulty of teaching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for keeping up with me, and letting me keep up with some of you.  Your thoughts, prayers, and e-mails over the year were greatly encouraging to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the future!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1340199351544025936-664750096792639341?l=ceganmarroll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/feeds/664750096792639341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1340199351544025936&amp;postID=664750096792639341' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/664750096792639341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/664750096792639341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/2009/06/home-again.html' title='Home again'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235712694897056978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SE2WUsufO9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ih-A69HggzU/S220/DCFC0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340199351544025936.post-4960133225041684133</id><published>2009-05-31T14:13:00.002+06:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:20:33.044+06:00</updated><title type='text'>On My Way Home</title><content type='html'>This has been graduation week, so it's been fairly busy.  We've had an awards night, Cafe Night (like a talent show), baccalaureate service, a bush dance (like square dancing), and finally the graduation ceremony yesterday.  It's been really special to have only 10 graduates in such a close community. All the services and events were very personal and familial.  At the graduation service, each pair of parents stood behind their child and prayed for him or her especially. &lt;br /&gt;Now the students are gone and we've got 2 teacher work days to finish cleaning out the classrooms.  I'll be at my flat on Tuesday, cleaning and packing there, then going to Islamabad on Wednesday for a TEAM dinner.  I'll spend the night with a family there, as my flight leaves early on Thursday morning.  There is another family on the same flight as me, which I'm thankful for.  I go from Islamabad to Doha (the capital of Qatar), then to JFK, and on  home to SFO! &lt;br /&gt;A few of us got together last night to share pictures from the year, and different trips we've all taken.  I'm so privileged and thankful for all the travels I've had in my life so far - Belize, Cuba, Mexico, Paris, Barcelona, Scotland, Ireland, and now Pakistan.  I've realized how much I really do get excited about traveling, and hope that my future holds more of it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1340199351544025936-4960133225041684133?l=ceganmarroll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/feeds/4960133225041684133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1340199351544025936&amp;postID=4960133225041684133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/4960133225041684133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/4960133225041684133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-my-way-home.html' title='On My Way Home'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235712694897056978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SE2WUsufO9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ih-A69HggzU/S220/DCFC0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340199351544025936.post-5406185244239985931</id><published>2009-03-30T12:42:00.003+05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T13:14:02.270+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to the Sindh - Sukkur &amp; Shikarpur</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SdB9laC9gkI/AAAAAAAAAJU/tTRdJhQ3iog/s1600-h/village+sunday+school.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SdB9laC9gkI/AAAAAAAAAJU/tTRdJhQ3iog/s320/village+sunday+school.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318889241524929090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some Sunday School children in a village outside of Sukkur, singing songs they've learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SdB9lOMBZwI/AAAAAAAAAJM/X9j-_7k7Kz4/s1600-h/traffic+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SdB9lOMBZwI/AAAAAAAAAJM/X9j-_7k7Kz4/s320/traffic+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318889238341707522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical Pakistani traffic jam: horses, donkeys, bicycles, big trucks, small cars, tractors, and people walking.  We also would see camels on occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SdB9kWzVtQI/AAAAAAAAAJE/JEjo49o27UI/s1600-h/Moen-jo+Daro+%2837%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SdB9kWzVtQI/AAAAAAAAAJE/JEjo49o27UI/s320/Moen-jo+Daro+%2837%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318889223474230530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me by a well at Moen-jo Daro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SdB9kTR5aSI/AAAAAAAAAI8/hnsGWX_Bjbo/s1600-h/fishermen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SdB9kTR5aSI/AAAAAAAAAI8/hnsGWX_Bjbo/s320/fishermen.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318889222528657698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some fishermen in a branch of the Indus river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SdB9j1okFEI/AAAAAAAAAI0/fNmV5qDF_RA/s1600-h/animal+market+%283%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SdB9j1okFEI/AAAAAAAAAI0/fNmV5qDF_RA/s320/animal+market+%283%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318889214570665026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was like a farmer's market, but mostly with animals, that we past along the road in Sukkur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1340199351544025936-5406185244239985931?l=ceganmarroll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/feeds/5406185244239985931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1340199351544025936&amp;postID=5406185244239985931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/5406185244239985931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/5406185244239985931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/2009/03/trip-to-sindh-sukkur-shikarpur.html' title='Trip to the Sindh - Sukkur &amp; Shikarpur'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235712694897056978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SE2WUsufO9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ih-A69HggzU/S220/DCFC0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SdB9laC9gkI/AAAAAAAAAJU/tTRdJhQ3iog/s72-c/village+sunday+school.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340199351544025936.post-3795584257054515695</id><published>2009-03-10T20:02:00.005+05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T20:43:49.349+05:00</updated><title type='text'>some pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SbaGnRcmWfI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6invy05juRs/s1600-h/snow+at+sandes+%285%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SbaGnRcmWfI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6invy05juRs/s320/snow+at+sandes+%285%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311580819786455538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a kind of side-on look at where I live.  Up the stairs on the left is my front door, and the window on the second floor that's hidden behind the lattice work is mine.  The second floor window that you can see belongs to Lucy, the other Elementary teacher.  All the windows on the bottom are a 5 bedroom guest flat which is usually empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SbaFD8wEsoI/AAAAAAAAAIk/wEvPHsSuu-Y/s1600-h/snow+at+sandes+%2817%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SbaFD8wEsoI/AAAAAAAAAIk/wEvPHsSuu-Y/s320/snow+at+sandes+%2817%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311579113423942274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The snow is all gone now, but this is the tree outside my window, when there was snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SbaDVfmFQ4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/oZDhWHPBoyE/s1600-h/barbie+day.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SbaDVfmFQ4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/oZDhWHPBoyE/s320/barbie+day.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311577215811797890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Believe it or not, this is one of my boys.  (dressed up for Barbie Day during spirit week)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1340199351544025936-3795584257054515695?l=ceganmarroll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/feeds/3795584257054515695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1340199351544025936&amp;postID=3795584257054515695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/3795584257054515695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/3795584257054515695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-this-is-kind-of-side-on-look-at.html' title='some pictures'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235712694897056978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SE2WUsufO9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ih-A69HggzU/S220/DCFC0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SbaGnRcmWfI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6invy05juRs/s72-c/snow+at+sandes+%285%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340199351544025936.post-5472286641420579401</id><published>2009-02-17T20:14:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T20:50:22.253+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow!</title><content type='html'>We've had a few weeks of very cold weather, so I thought I'd post up some pictures of the snow around here :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... 20 minutes later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, the internet cut out in the middle of my uploading process, so I'll just tell you that it's beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was spirit week at school, so we had Pajama Day, Wacky Day, Space Day, Barbie Day, and then MCS Spirit day.  Our soccer team boys left this afternoon for Dhaka to play in a tournament, so we're all cheering them on in spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the gap year students has gotten really sick with some unknown bug and is flying back home to Germany today for treatment.  She's planning on being back by the end of March.  Pray for her, that she'd have a great time with her family and that the doctors would be able to figure out and fix whatever is wrong with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our play is being rehearsed daily... I still don't feel like we'll be anywhere near ready for what we want to have done by the end of the term, but hopefully it'll all turn out fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's mostly what's new on my end.  I hope you're all doing well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1340199351544025936-5472286641420579401?l=ceganmarroll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/feeds/5472286641420579401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1340199351544025936&amp;postID=5472286641420579401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/5472286641420579401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/5472286641420579401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/2009/02/snow.html' title='Snow!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235712694897056978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SE2WUsufO9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ih-A69HggzU/S220/DCFC0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340199351544025936.post-4023299368122074860</id><published>2009-02-06T15:59:00.007+05:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T16:11:03.248+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Term 3, Week 4</title><content type='html'>We had our first big snowfall in the past few days.  It started snowing on Thursday morning and snowed all day, dropping about 5 inches.  It thundered and stormed again last night and we woke up to about 3 or 4 more inches!  The students have been making snow sculptures and forts and having snow ball fights all day.  I enjoyed standing under an overhang after lunch today and watching massive clumps of snow drop from the branches of the trees and slide off the roofs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're almost half way through the term, and these past few weeks have probably been my best so far (teaching-wise).  I've got a lot more self-confidence, which has made a huge difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're rehearsing almost every day for the end-of-term play the Elementary kids are putting on, based on Max Lucado's book "You Are Special."  One of Lucy's (my co-teacher's) friends in Australia wrote it, but she's had to do a lot of work to it to adapt it to our students in order to give everyone a speaking part.  I'm in charge of sets and props, so most of my work will come in later.  It's exciting to have something kind of outside of school to work on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, after I taught the 7th graders some line dancing last term, one of the girls was interested in starting up a dance club.  We've put up a sign up sheet, and we'll see if anyone is interested.  That would also be a great distraction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Elementary house parents have been feeling really overwhelmed lately.  This is their first year, and they came late because of their visas, so the kids had already had 3 interim house parents before they came.  They're from Germany and don't speak English fluently.  They're getting lessons from one of the high school boarding parents, and the lessons and studying take up enough time on top of all the juggling of handling 8 other family's kids.  They get one day off a week, but I told them I'd be happy to go up and spend time with the kids so they can relax a little bit.  I went up and read stories to the kids twice this week, which I really really loved, and then stayed afterwards to chat and play games with Giesela (the wife).  That was also really nice, to just talk about nothing in particular and relax a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say it won't snow again for a few days, but big storms are predicted for next week! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're all doing well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1340199351544025936-4023299368122074860?l=ceganmarroll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/feeds/4023299368122074860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1340199351544025936&amp;postID=4023299368122074860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/4023299368122074860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/4023299368122074860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/2009/02/term-3-week-4.html' title='Term 3, Week 4'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235712694897056978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SE2WUsufO9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ih-A69HggzU/S220/DCFC0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340199351544025936.post-7634850789893186732</id><published>2009-01-20T20:02:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T20:13:19.813+05:00</updated><title type='text'>(belated) Christmas Play!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SXXovFa3XBI/AAAAAAAAAIE/TCOAMiqspXc/s1600-h/CIMG1034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SXXovFa3XBI/AAAAAAAAAIE/TCOAMiqspXc/s320/CIMG1034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293392832650238994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(this is me with my students - the grade 4 &amp;amp; 5s) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SXXovFa3XBI/AAAAAAAAAIE/TCOAMiqspXc/s1600-h/CIMG1034.JPG"&gt;At the end of term 2, the elementary classes put on a Christmas production including some songs and 3 different skits about Jesus' birth - one from the shepherd's point of view, one from the barn animal's point of view, and one from the shepherd's point of view.  They all did a great job and we had a really good time!  This term, we're putting on a big full-on musical/play, which we've already started rehearsals for today (the first day of school)!  It'll be a busy term, but I think it'll be a good one :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SXXou-Rj1AI/AAAAAAAAAH8/9eMo7KKEYSY/s1600-h/CIMG1022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SXXou-Rj1AI/AAAAAAAAAH8/9eMo7KKEYSY/s320/CIMG1022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293392830732162050" border="0" /&gt;The barn animals: goat, donkey, doves, and a cow.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SXXouipcYFI/AAAAAAAAAH0/PPDGwkqd6HM/s1600-h/CIMG1023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SXXouipcYFI/AAAAAAAAAH0/PPDGwkqd6HM/s320/CIMG1023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293392823316144210" border="0" /&gt;All grade 4,5,6 students singing carols together.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SXXoucTiN7I/AAAAAAAAAHs/KlYAIoWa7i4/s1600-h/CIMG1025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SXXoucTiN7I/AAAAAAAAAHs/KlYAIoWa7i4/s320/CIMG1025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293392821613639602" border="0" /&gt;and a candle-lit song with the audience at the end.  The room was packed with lots of parents, siblings, and then some other students and staff.  It was a very nice way to end the term!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1340199351544025936-7634850789893186732?l=ceganmarroll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/feeds/7634850789893186732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1340199351544025936&amp;postID=7634850789893186732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/7634850789893186732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/7634850789893186732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/2009/01/belated-christmas-play.html' title='(belated) Christmas Play!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235712694897056978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SE2WUsufO9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ih-A69HggzU/S220/DCFC0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SXXovFa3XBI/AAAAAAAAAIE/TCOAMiqspXc/s72-c/CIMG1034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340199351544025936.post-3247222660704602343</id><published>2009-01-16T00:36:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T00:47:12.132+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SW-RzXXHIwI/AAAAAAAAAHk/nHZO2F3_9gQ/s1600-h/Paris+Day+2+Jardin+des+Yuileries.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SW-RzXXHIwI/AAAAAAAAAHk/nHZO2F3_9gQ/s320/Paris+Day+2+Jardin+des+Yuileries.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291608398813930242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of you (most of you) probably know that I have picked up and rolled on down the tracks from Barcelona to Paris.  I'm staying in a hostel and touring around this cold, cold city.  My feet are very tired, but I'm enjoying it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SW-Rwng6DuI/AAAAAAAAAHc/_yjS569XpKE/s1600-h/Paris+Day+2+eiffel+tower+ground+up2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SW-Rwng6DuI/AAAAAAAAAHc/_yjS569XpKE/s320/Paris+Day+2+eiffel+tower+ground+up2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291608351610375906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've gone to the Eiffel Tower...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SW-RwfE3I8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/4ngV21aUTkw/s1600-h/Paris+Day+1+rainbows.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SW-RwfE3I8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/4ngV21aUTkw/s320/Paris+Day+1+rainbows.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291608349345260482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Around and under the Louvre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SW-RvxG6CVI/AAAAAAAAAHM/E0gXiF7gsP0/s1600-h/Day+3+-+Le+Musee+D%27Orsay+-+Plage+a+Heist+by+Georges+Lemmen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SW-RvxG6CVI/AAAAAAAAAHM/E0gXiF7gsP0/s320/Day+3+-+Le+Musee+D%27Orsay+-+Plage+a+Heist+by+Georges+Lemmen.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291608337005807954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Musee D'Orsay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SW-Rvjw8ItI/AAAAAAAAAHE/7uvcRdn4NcE/s1600-h/day+5+Sacre+Coeur+also+%284%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SW-Rvjw8ItI/AAAAAAAAAHE/7uvcRdn4NcE/s320/day+5+Sacre+Coeur+also+%284%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291608333424009938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sacre Coeur... and many other places I've just walked by and admired.  I've got one day left to take in all the things you're supposed to see and do and enjoy in Paris, then it's back to school for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1340199351544025936-3247222660704602343?l=ceganmarroll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/feeds/3247222660704602343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1340199351544025936&amp;postID=3247222660704602343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/3247222660704602343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/3247222660704602343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/2009/01/paris.html' title='Paris'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235712694897056978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SE2WUsufO9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ih-A69HggzU/S220/DCFC0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SW-RzXXHIwI/AAAAAAAAAHk/nHZO2F3_9gQ/s72-c/Paris+Day+2+Jardin+des+Yuileries.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340199351544025936.post-7285135081642805508</id><published>2009-01-01T17:27:00.004+05:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T17:45:33.456+05:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SVy6Rkx6PqI/AAAAAAAAAG8/--gNm6SOoPM/s1600-h/dad+and+me.JPG"&gt;I can't believe it's been since November that I haven't updated here... sorry! The second term was very busy - just one thing after another. We finished on the last day with a Christmas production the grades 4, 5, and 6 put on for family &amp;amp; staff (which was about half the school), and they all did a great job! I'll put pictures up once I'm back at school.&lt;br /&gt;I was able to come to Spain for this Christmas break, and my parents came over for about a week as well! They just left this morning after we spent New Year's together. I'll be here for about another 2 weeks, maybe taking some overnight trips to Gibralter or Paris? Who knows! It's been great to be in a big, modern city and have some relatively normal life activity going on.&lt;br /&gt;I missed spending Christmas at home, but I'm so glad I was able to see my parents for a few days. Here are a few pictures from our time here in Spain:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SVy6Rkx6PqI/AAAAAAAAAG8/--gNm6SOoPM/s1600-h/dad+and+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SVy6Rkx6PqI/AAAAAAAAAG8/--gNm6SOoPM/s320/dad+and+me.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286304873719676578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SVy6RfUFfPI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mGVE3vfJYAA/s1600-h/new+year%27s+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SVy6RfUFfPI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mGVE3vfJYAA/s320/new+year%27s+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286304872252407026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SVy6RKdo8UI/AAAAAAAAAGs/h5GhGbEhbUQ/s1600-h/new+year%27s+%283%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SVy6RKdo8UI/AAAAAAAAAGs/h5GhGbEhbUQ/s320/new+year%27s+%283%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286304866655334722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SVy6Q7C90DI/AAAAAAAAAGk/0TA5Sx6zhJ8/s1600-h/mom+and+dad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SVy6Q7C90DI/AAAAAAAAAGk/0TA5Sx6zhJ8/s320/mom+and+dad.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286304862516924466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SVy6QPrpGII/AAAAAAAAAGc/atpTZoFaEic/s1600-h/mannequins.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SVy6QPrpGII/AAAAAAAAAGc/atpTZoFaEic/s320/mannequins.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286304850876373122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1340199351544025936-7285135081642805508?l=ceganmarroll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/feeds/7285135081642805508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1340199351544025936&amp;postID=7285135081642805508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/7285135081642805508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/7285135081642805508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year.html' title='The New Year'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235712694897056978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SE2WUsufO9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ih-A69HggzU/S220/DCFC0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SVy6Rkx6PqI/AAAAAAAAAG8/--gNm6SOoPM/s72-c/dad+and+me.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340199351544025936.post-1484580797937577967</id><published>2008-11-13T12:29:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:39:52.342+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Snowfall!</title><content type='html'>We had our first "snowfall" this morning.  I woke up to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loud&lt;/span&gt; thunder and bright flashes of lightning around 5:30, but didn't open my door until 6:30, when I saw slushy, hail-y, snow on the ground!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were so excited about the snow (thought it's more hail and slush than "snow") it was nearly impossible to get them to pay attention in class.  For PE, they got to walk outside to go down to the gym and play volleyball.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SRvYF3oxNOI/AAAAAAAAAFw/-v-LilvrldU/s1600-h/CIMG0984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SRvYF3oxNOI/AAAAAAAAAFw/-v-LilvrldU/s320/CIMG0984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268041784485819618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SRvYFqT3NUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/SA4VYQtsl7k/s1600-h/CIMG0981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SRvYFqT3NUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/SA4VYQtsl7k/s320/CIMG0981.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268041780908471618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The snow outside the elementary building&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SRvYFlUhUgI/AAAAAAAAAFY/sQVuUDZCjlY/s1600-h/CIMG0980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SRvYFlUhUgI/AAAAAAAAAFY/sQVuUDZCjlY/s320/CIMG0980.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268041779569054210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Snow in the car park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SRvYFGlyZZI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/K2VT06Zly1g/s1600-h/CIMG0979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SRvYFGlyZZI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/K2VT06Zly1g/s320/CIMG0979.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268041771319977362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This was taken at about 7:00am this morning, so it's pretty dark, but you can kind of make out the snow and some snowflakes (more like rainy and hail...) that I woke up to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1340199351544025936-1484580797937577967?l=ceganmarroll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/feeds/1484580797937577967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1340199351544025936&amp;postID=1484580797937577967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/1484580797937577967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/1484580797937577967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-first-snowfall.html' title='Our First Snowfall!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235712694897056978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SE2WUsufO9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ih-A69HggzU/S220/DCFC0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SRvYF3oxNOI/AAAAAAAAAFw/-v-LilvrldU/s72-c/CIMG0984.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340199351544025936.post-8315605726210470796</id><published>2008-10-24T17:37:00.002+06:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T17:46:17.337+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SQG1L8HoMbI/AAAAAAAAAFI/BEyj5iKNV9I/s1600-h/suspension+bridge+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SQG1L8HoMbI/AAAAAAAAAFI/BEyj5iKNV9I/s320/suspension+bridge+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260685056466760114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SQG1LQ4kraI/AAAAAAAAAFA/a2ENYbipNj8/s1600-h/KKH.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SQG1LQ4kraI/AAAAAAAAAFA/a2ENYbipNj8/s320/KKH.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260685044860890530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SQG1LJAfpoI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-Jr2oLVN6V4/s1600-h/hike+to+Hosht+%287%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SQG1LJAfpoI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-Jr2oLVN6V4/s320/hike+to+Hosht+%287%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260685042746631810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SQG1KyxkejI/AAAAAAAAAEw/g8Dhu7l1pO0/s1600-h/canal+walk+%285%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SQG1KyxkejI/AAAAAAAAAEw/g8Dhu7l1pO0/s320/canal+walk+%285%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260685036778453554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SQG1Ks9EfFI/AAAAAAAAAEo/kIyQzJgnWrU/s1600-h/Borith+Lake+%284%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SQG1Ks9EfFI/AAAAAAAAAEo/kIyQzJgnWrU/s320/Borith+Lake+%284%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260685035216075858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are just some teasers from the trip I just took up to Hunza - an area in Northern Pakistan where the Himalayas, Karakorams, and Hindu-Kush Mountains all come together.  I'm going to make a photo album on facebook with all of the pictures, so you'll be able to see them all there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1340199351544025936-8315605726210470796?l=ceganmarroll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/feeds/8315605726210470796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1340199351544025936&amp;postID=8315605726210470796' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/8315605726210470796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/8315605726210470796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/2008/10/hunza.html' title='Hunza'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235712694897056978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SE2WUsufO9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ih-A69HggzU/S220/DCFC0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SQG1L8HoMbI/AAAAAAAAAFI/BEyj5iKNV9I/s72-c/suspension+bridge+%282%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340199351544025936.post-5858234946094514722</id><published>2008-09-24T13:46:00.002+06:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T13:55:11.498+06:00</updated><title type='text'>kids :)</title><content type='html'>Just 2 quick stories to (hopefully) make you smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have only one German student, and this week, he is our "hand monitor," meaning he is in charge of making sure the students wash their  hands before going to lunch and at other times during the day. &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, a lot of the students were rushing through washing their hands, and not doing as good of a job as he thought they should - he takes his job very seriously!  He actually ran after a couple of them to make them come back and do a better job!  Towards the end of the line, when I could tell he was being very harsh on them for not washing their hands properly, I almost said "looks like we've got a hands-Nazi here!"  Fortunately, I thought before I spoke.  Not only is he German (and I've learned that Germans are still ashamed of their history), but none of the other students would have understood at all!  No Seinfeld here to teach about soup-Nazis, either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We've been studying the prefix "omni" in Bible - omnipresent, omniscient, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Today, one of my students made a very sweet acrostic with my name (Miss Carroll), putting a nice adjective for every letter.   For the "o" in Carroll, she wrote "omnigood"!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1340199351544025936-5858234946094514722?l=ceganmarroll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/feeds/5858234946094514722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1340199351544025936&amp;postID=5858234946094514722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/5858234946094514722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/5858234946094514722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/2008/09/kids.html' title='kids :)'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235712694897056978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SE2WUsufO9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ih-A69HggzU/S220/DCFC0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340199351544025936.post-3332111307075880661</id><published>2008-09-22T20:48:00.003+06:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T20:54:56.402+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Urglish</title><content type='html'>I bought a new flashlight the other weekend, it's one that doesn't need batteries - you just pump the handle and it charges up.  The shop keeper asked if I wanted the box for it - I didn't really think I needed it, but I said sure anyway.  I'm so glad I did! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what's written on the side of the box, exactly as it appears: (fyi for you non-British speakers - "torch" = "flashlight")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SNexNvbGujI/AAAAAAAAAEg/DK3Hnq9TLuw/s1600-h/torch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SNexNvbGujI/AAAAAAAAAEg/DK3Hnq9TLuw/s320/torch.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248858740350171698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Product Characteristics:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1) This product is a new science and technology product and made with high and new science and technology.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It can illuminate only placing it in rhythm.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2) No need any power, no environmental pollution.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Low noise and health, Comparing with common torch.it can be several times on lift.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3) Con stantly using this health torch, it can benefit to your palm, arm and shoulder stretching and blood circulation, so as to let your hands relax and brain clever,hand and brain coor dinate and promote your brain memory and health composition.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't that make you smile?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1340199351544025936-3332111307075880661?l=ceganmarroll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/feeds/3332111307075880661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1340199351544025936&amp;postID=3332111307075880661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/3332111307075880661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/3332111307075880661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/2008/09/urglish.html' title='Urglish'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235712694897056978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SE2WUsufO9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ih-A69HggzU/S220/DCFC0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SNexNvbGujI/AAAAAAAAAEg/DK3Hnq9TLuw/s72-c/torch.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340199351544025936.post-1190861211460564134</id><published>2008-09-09T20:08:00.003+06:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T20:37:09.318+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Miscellaneous</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SMaEWhmVmiI/AAAAAAAAAD4/w9b5qRW6sMM/s1600-h/chairlift+butterfly2.JPG"&gt;Here are just some miscellaneous pictures I haven't put up that you might like...&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SMaEWhmVmiI/AAAAAAAAAD4/w9b5qRW6sMM/s320/chairlift+butterfly2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244024338630679074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This butterfly was at the bottom of the chairlift in Murree.  I got several really good pictures of it - isn't it beautiful?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SMaEW3K274I/AAAAAAAAAEA/PRheCKo_VZQ/s1600-h/forest+rd+cows.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SMaEW3K274I/AAAAAAAAAEA/PRheCKo_VZQ/s320/forest+rd+cows.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244024344421003138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SMaEXPPHZ0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/9xENfUj-tDQ/s1600-h/jhika+fog1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SMaEXPPHZ0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/9xENfUj-tDQ/s320/jhika+fog1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244024350881310530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One foggy walk in Murree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SMaEXS946eI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ONbAfRmutlY/s1600-h/my+cards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SMaEXS946eI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ONbAfRmutlY/s320/my+cards.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244024351882799586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first few nights here, I was painfully bored, as everyone thought I needed time to "settle in."  I hadn't brought any cards with me, because I thought maybe they'd be seen as sinful or something.  Little did I know how much I enjoy playing solitaire.  So I spent my first 2 nights here creating my own deck of playing cards - before I went to the grocery store and saw that they have piles of cards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SMaEXjv8lDI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_wSt_C4PFwI/s1600-h/murree+horse.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SMaEXjv8lDI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_wSt_C4PFwI/s320/murree+horse.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244024356387722290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Murree, you can rent a horse to ride up and down the road.  The horses are usually gorgeous like this one, but you don't really ride them anywhere except on the road with all the cars and people.  Often, you'll see them sickenly emaciated - you could hang a rope on their hip bones and wash clothes on their ribs.  Yet people still ride them or pull carts with them.  No one knows what kind of horses they are, but I call them Albinos.&lt;br /&gt;In Lahore, people used donkeys to pull carts and do all that work, but I haven't seen many up here.&lt;br /&gt;Okay - just some odds and ends for you to look at!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1340199351544025936-1190861211460564134?l=ceganmarroll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/feeds/1190861211460564134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1340199351544025936&amp;postID=1190861211460564134' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/1190861211460564134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/1190861211460564134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/2008/09/miscellaneous.html' title='Miscellaneous'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235712694897056978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SE2WUsufO9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ih-A69HggzU/S220/DCFC0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SMaEWhmVmiI/AAAAAAAAAD4/w9b5qRW6sMM/s72-c/chairlift+butterfly2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340199351544025936.post-363121732465168652</id><published>2008-09-09T19:52:00.003+06:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T20:07:29.941+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend in Lahore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SMaBBgs0-vI/AAAAAAAAADQ/2X9k2vDVTOE/s1600-h/African+bird+%281%29.JPG"&gt;I went to a Pakistan Orientation in Lahore this past weekend. It was a great time of fellowship and learning more about the country's history, politics, religion, culture, etc, etc...&lt;br /&gt;The place where we stayed had a beautiful garden, and there was lots of new wildlife around, including a pair of nesting falcons! I took more pictures of animals than anything else, so here they are:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SMaBBgs0-vI/AAAAAAAAADQ/2X9k2vDVTOE/s1600-h/African+bird+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SMaBBgs0-vI/AAAAAAAAADQ/2X9k2vDVTOE/s320/African+bird+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244020679077329650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is some African bird which people were calling something like a "Hoosa."  A whatsa?  I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SMaBBgs0-vI/AAAAAAAAADQ/2X9k2vDVTOE/s1600-h/African+bird+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SMaBB1n1VsI/AAAAAAAAADY/a5EIg_Pq1Ds/s1600-h/chipmunk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SMaBB1n1VsI/AAAAAAAAADY/a5EIg_Pq1Ds/s320/chipmunk.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244020684693526210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make me feel as if I were camping in Yosemite, there were plenty of wild chipmunks running all over the campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SMaBCLWsRuI/AAAAAAAAADg/sqfbUiSO74E/s1600-h/Falcon+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SMaBCLWsRuI/AAAAAAAAADg/sqfbUiSO74E/s320/Falcon+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244020690527209186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd been trying to get a picture of this falcon all morning, and had just about given up, when I wandered on to the basketball courts and he was just sitting right there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SMaBCRsZFwI/AAAAAAAAADo/0k0MUOrnGd4/s1600-h/Falcon2+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SMaBCRsZFwI/AAAAAAAAADo/0k0MUOrnGd4/s320/Falcon2+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244020692228839170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, this one was sitting up on the phone wire, squaking at the other, who was gathering twigs and such to build a nest in a tree near by. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SMaBCjVVDpI/AAAAAAAAADw/_7yiQWnH7Zo/s1600-h/rest+stop.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SMaBCjVVDpI/AAAAAAAAADw/_7yiQWnH7Zo/s320/rest+stop.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244020696963944082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus ride home, we stopped at this truck stop, which had a Pakistani restaurant, a KFC, and... a Subway!  You can barely make out their sign on the far right of this picture.  I was so excited to go in and be able to say "a 6 inch on Italian, please."  Even if I did have to repeat it a few times...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1340199351544025936-363121732465168652?l=ceganmarroll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/feeds/363121732465168652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1340199351544025936&amp;postID=363121732465168652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/363121732465168652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/363121732465168652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/2008/09/weekend-in-lahore.html' title='Weekend in Lahore'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235712694897056978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SE2WUsufO9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ih-A69HggzU/S220/DCFC0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SMaBBgs0-vI/AAAAAAAAADQ/2X9k2vDVTOE/s72-c/African+bird+%281%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340199351544025936.post-1668657711518787663</id><published>2008-08-26T12:30:00.003+06:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T12:40:29.903+06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Walk in the Woods</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SLOk6DRITYI/AAAAAAAAACo/Nyqj9w1HOaY/s1600-h/forest+rd1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SLOk6DRITYI/AAAAAAAAACo/Nyqj9w1HOaY/s320/forest+rd1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238712108778540418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SLOk6bhVATI/AAAAAAAAACw/-iVRkVRhQyg/s1600-h/forest+rd9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SLOk6bhVATI/AAAAAAAAACw/-iVRkVRhQyg/s320/forest+rd9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238712115288932658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SLOk6UcDJZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/LPyvbt1cRA4/s1600-h/forest+rd7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SLOk6UcDJZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/LPyvbt1cRA4/s320/forest+rd7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238712113387742610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SLOk60G-5MI/AAAAAAAAADA/WQbi8Ng6a94/s1600-h/chairlift+santa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SLOk60G-5MI/AAAAAAAAADA/WQbi8Ng6a94/s320/chairlift+santa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238712121889318082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SLOk67aGgnI/AAAAAAAAADI/s6efG3uvuoc/s1600-h/chairlift+murree3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SLOk67aGgnI/AAAAAAAAADI/s6efG3uvuoc/s320/chairlift+murree3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238712123848557170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked into Murree this weekend with some friends, and we took the forest trail, rather than the road we've walked on before.  I couldn't believe how beautiful it was, and hardly put my camera away.  Here are some glimpses of the trail, and some of Murree.  We went on the tourist-y chairlift, which takes you down the mountain to a little snack/picnic area, then you hop back on and go back up.  It was a really fun day, and the weather was great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1340199351544025936-1668657711518787663?l=ceganmarroll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/feeds/1668657711518787663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1340199351544025936&amp;postID=1668657711518787663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/1668657711518787663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/1668657711518787663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/2008/08/walk-in-woods.html' title='A Walk in the Woods'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235712694897056978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SE2WUsufO9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ih-A69HggzU/S220/DCFC0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SLOk6DRITYI/AAAAAAAAACo/Nyqj9w1HOaY/s72-c/forest+rd1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340199351544025936.post-8789815543586709413</id><published>2008-08-19T15:51:00.009+06:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T16:10:34.930+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Animals!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SKqYeBg_IvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/g3QLofG3wXU/s1600-h/PICT0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SKqYeBg_IvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/g3QLofG3wXU/s320/PICT0019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236165158341911282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One little monkey, sitting on the security wall outside the elementary school building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SKqYeKLDw0I/AAAAAAAAACA/zjwNYjIayeI/s1600-h/PICT0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SKqYeKLDw0I/AAAAAAAAACA/zjwNYjIayeI/s320/PICT0013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236165160665858882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tiny baby monkey with it's mom (or somebody), walking around the basketball court outside my classroom window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SKqYeaUFNWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ulK33VPzv_E/s1600-h/PICT0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SKqYeaUFNWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ulK33VPzv_E/s320/PICT0016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236165164998669666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that, if Fort Worth really wants to take the title of "Cow Town" seriously, they need to take some pointers from Pakistan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SKqYe75whfI/AAAAAAAAACY/i8UY8ya9eAg/s1600-h/PICT0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SKqYe75whfI/AAAAAAAAACY/i8UY8ya9eAg/s320/PICT0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236165174015067634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not calling my students animals, but this is the view from my classroom while the kids were outside at PE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this was taken 3 minutes after they came inside.  When the kids are away, the monkeys will  play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SKqZBlZd-hI/AAAAAAAAACg/nyjj3aopuCU/s1600-h/PICT0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SKqZBlZd-hI/AAAAAAAAACg/nyjj3aopuCU/s320/PICT0014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236165769269475858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1340199351544025936-8789815543586709413?l=ceganmarroll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/feeds/8789815543586709413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1340199351544025936&amp;postID=8789815543586709413' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/8789815543586709413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/8789815543586709413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/2008/08/animals.html' title='Animals!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235712694897056978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SE2WUsufO9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ih-A69HggzU/S220/DCFC0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SKqYeBg_IvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/g3QLofG3wXU/s72-c/PICT0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340199351544025936.post-8730285187605450348</id><published>2008-08-12T15:20:00.006+06:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T15:44:56.527+06:00</updated><title type='text'>I took my love and I took it down...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SKFZQ-tv8QI/AAAAAAAAABw/Bd-rs5h0FEc/s1600-h/hebrew+dance.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SKFZQ-tv8QI/AAAAAAAAABw/Bd-rs5h0FEc/s320/hebrew+dance.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233562390228889858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This past weekend was pretty full.    On Friday night, a lodge nearby hosted a dance lesson in Hebrew dancing, which was very, very fun!  They have several more dances planned in the upcoming weeks, and I am really looking forward to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SKFXEzj5RmI/AAAAAAAAABA/gKankB9Hvto/s1600-h/landslide.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SKFXEzj5RmI/AAAAAAAAABA/gKankB9Hvto/s320/landslide.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233559982053082722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went down to Islamabad on Saturday for some shopping, and had a very productive day!  The road down is technically 4 lanes across - 2 each way. With the monsoon season, though, it's been really rainy, and, therefore, very muddy:  Here, the mud is spilling over the retaining wall into a gutter on the side of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SKFXFEwtdUI/AAAAAAAAABI/QI0GHpb-U88/s1600-h/landslide+road+block.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SKFXFEwtdUI/AAAAAAAAABI/QI0GHpb-U88/s320/landslide+road+block.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233559986670236994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, the mud has broken through the retaining wall and completely covered the closest 2 lanes of traffic, but was stopped by the divider.  Traffic here is pushed into 2 lanes - one each way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SKFXFNoLVsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/E3vz2oI5LPA/s1600-h/birds2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SKFXFNoLVsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/E3vz2oI5LPA/s320/birds2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233559989050365634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in Islamabad, we got a lot of shopping done.  You have to go to at least 5 different shopping centers to pick up whatever you need, and one had canaries for sale.  In the cage with the canaries, though, were a few birds that looked like pheasants (like this one on the left).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SKFXFWqHTrI/AAAAAAAAABY/2UvfjlxG9EI/s1600-h/colorful+bird.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SKFXFWqHTrI/AAAAAAAAABY/2UvfjlxG9EI/s320/colorful+bird.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233559991474409138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this bird here, which is very colorful, but I'm not sure what it is.  Any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very busy weekend, and it was difficult to get up on Monday, but the week is off to a good start, and I'm looking forward to settling into a routine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1340199351544025936-8730285187605450348?l=ceganmarroll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/feeds/8730285187605450348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1340199351544025936&amp;postID=8730285187605450348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/8730285187605450348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/8730285187605450348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-took-my-love-and-i-took-it-down.html' title='I took my love and I took it down...'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235712694897056978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SE2WUsufO9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ih-A69HggzU/S220/DCFC0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SKFZQ-tv8QI/AAAAAAAAABw/Bd-rs5h0FEc/s72-c/hebrew+dance.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340199351544025936.post-1677519313927639723</id><published>2008-08-06T17:22:00.003+06:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T15:20:07.205+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!</title><content type='html'>My laptop got connected to the internet here yesterday, which makes me feel a bit more at home - using my own computer and programs rather than the school's (especially because the filter on the  school's internet wouldn't let me get to facebook!  it was horrible!).&lt;br /&gt;This means that I'm now able to upload some pictures I've taken to give you a better idea of where I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SJmKlk7AfhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/efP4B8f6GtA/s1600-h/bed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SJmKlk7AfhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/efP4B8f6GtA/s320/bed.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231364820338507282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my bedroom.  The bathroom is to the left and a short hall with lots of closet space that I don't need!  There's also a nice big window seat just on the other side of the lamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SJmKlvhC5zI/AAAAAAAAAAo/I_6bXmOSY4w/s1600-h/living+room.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SJmKlvhC5zI/AAAAAAAAAAo/I_6bXmOSY4w/s320/living+room.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231364823182403378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the living room.  My bedroom is through a door to the right, and the stove and sink are on the other side of the island to the left.  That's the fridge that freezes my milk back in the corner by the window.  It's all very cozy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SJmKl8uzHHI/AAAAAAAAAAw/P9fW0EwS5o0/s1600-h/Jhika+in+saddle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SJmKl8uzHHI/AAAAAAAAAAw/P9fW0EwS5o0/s320/Jhika+in+saddle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231364826729749618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this from a place where we had dinner last night.  The school and where I'm living are just to the left of the saddle in the mountain.  The saddle itself is the little town where we can do basic grocery shopping.  Down to the right are homes - at night, when their lights are on, the whole mountain just glitters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SJmKl5vrH6I/AAAAAAAAAA4/6c904N7WUJs/s1600-h/Murree+Hills+Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SJmKl5vrH6I/AAAAAAAAAA4/6c904N7WUJs/s320/Murree+Hills+Sunset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231364825928114082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of school is tomorrow!  I met most of my students and their parents today.  They're mostly Korean or German, with one Irish and one American; I have 9 total now.  My classroom was basically already decorated and set up; I've just made some adjustments and additions.  Our first 2 days are planned out, so I'll be busy until Monday working on the actual lesson plans for the rest of the term.  They're on the quarter system here, so first term ends in October.  It's nice to have it broken up that way - makes it easier to plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never experienced jet lag, which was great - I didn't have time for it!  I can't believe I still haven't been here 1 week.  It feels like a lot longer than just 5 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray that I'll be confident in my lesson plans, that I'll get and stay organized, and for positive working relationships with the rest of the faculty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1340199351544025936-1677519313927639723?l=ceganmarroll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/feeds/1677519313927639723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1340199351544025936&amp;postID=1677519313927639723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/1677519313927639723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/1677519313927639723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/2008/08/pictures.html' title='Pictures!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235712694897056978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SE2WUsufO9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ih-A69HggzU/S220/DCFC0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SJmKlk7AfhI/AAAAAAAAAAg/efP4B8f6GtA/s72-c/bed.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340199351544025936.post-4454075783721540311</id><published>2008-08-02T09:00:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T09:29:20.837+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I Am!</title><content type='html'>Well, it's 9:00am on Saturday in Pakistan.  I arrived yesterday morning at 7:00am and waited around for my luggage for about an hour.  When I walked out of the airport, a woman from the school called out my name (I wonder how she knew who I was?  Maybe I just stand out that much...)  We hopped in a van-type thing and headed up, around Islamabad, into the Himalayan foothills to the school.  It was hot and humid, very much like Texas in August, and I'd soaked through my salwar kameez before I ever even got my luggage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my own "flat" in a gorgeous complex with most of the other staff.  It's about a 5 minute drive from where we live to the school, so you have to hitch a ride and time it right to be able to get to and from the school with whoever has a car.  During the school year, there's a bus that goes back and forth a few times a day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wide awake when I arrived yesterday, having slept very well on both my flight from LA to London and from London to Islamabad, so I was able to stay awake all day and go to sleep at night after dinner like a normal person, which was my plan.  So yesterday I got tours of the school, the housing complex, and the little down you can walk to down the road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a store there where I picked up a few essentials - Lays potato chips, Honey Nut Cheerios, and apple juice.  Down the street, you can buy chicken.  Live chicken.  Which they will kill, clean, and gut for you right there, then you take it home and boil all the meat off the bones to eat.  I hear in Islamabad, and maybe Murree proper, you can buy frozen, meatless chicken.  I think I'll hold out for that.  At least for now.  One day I'll experience picking out my own chicken to have killed, but I'm not quite ready for that yet.  Accross the street from the chicken place, they have goats tied up for the same purpose, or they have pre-prepared goats - their skinless, gutless bodies hanging by their hairy tails for you to choose from...  I'm sure I'll get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I got a ride over to the school to use the internet (which is where I am now, obviously), and saw my first monkeys!  We saw 3 playing in the baptismal oustide by the basketball courts.  They are so fun to watch!  Though I've been told they are annoying, can be dangerous, and can be rabid.  I'm up in the computer room now, and can see the baptismal and basketball court out the window.  When I looked out a few minutes ago, there were then at least 6 more monkeys playing in the baptismal and on the court.  One monkey climbed up the hoop, sat on the rim, and then climbed in and hung onto the inside of the net.  I have a feeling I won't get tired of watching them any time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school grounds used to be a retreat area for the British Army, so not only is it old, it's also beautiful.  It's very foggy up here,  very green, and very lush.  Walking around, I can't help but think that I'm somewhere between Hogwarts and "Gorillas in the Mist."  I've had all the formal tours, but I can't wait to explore more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow marks the beginning of the official business - orientation.  The students will also start arriving this week.  I've met most all of the staff at least once, and everyone is very friendly.  The school secretary is from Oregon, but it seems that most everyone else is from New Zealand or the UK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're driving into Murree today to do some more shopping.  I'm sure I'll have more stories to tell, and will certainly keep you posted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very, very difficult for me to leave San Jose, and almost more so during my layover in LA, because I knew it was the last time I'd be close to anything familiar.  Once the plane took off for London, though, I started looking ahead.  I haven't felt homesick or lonely at all yet, but please pray that some good friends will come along and relationships will develop with people I can trust and relate to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.  The monkeys are gone and this post is long enough.  More to come soon, I'm sure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1340199351544025936-4454075783721540311?l=ceganmarroll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/feeds/4454075783721540311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1340199351544025936&amp;postID=4454075783721540311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/4454075783721540311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/4454075783721540311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/2008/08/here-i-am.html' title='Here I Am!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235712694897056978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SE2WUsufO9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ih-A69HggzU/S220/DCFC0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340199351544025936.post-9041603051469081972</id><published>2008-07-28T03:47:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T04:04:05.639+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Commissioning</title><content type='html'>Today at church I went up on stage with one of the pastors for the church to pray over me.  It's been really encouraging how my church has supported me.  I never even had to ask for it; word just got out that I was planning on going to Pakistan, and they came to me and said "we want to support you however we can."  Which I thought was really cool. &lt;br /&gt;So today I went up on stage and looked out at the congregation while they stretched out their hands to pray over me and commission me to go off to Pakistan.  It was really overwhelming, and I was glad the pastor didn't ask me to say anything, because I was on the verge of tears as it was, and I don't think I would've been able to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After church, there was a missions lunch.  I gave a power point presentation which was basically all about me - just about myself and what has gotten me to this point, so it was really easy, and actually almost fun.  The group was pretty small and I knew almost everyone there, so it was really relaxed.  I usually get pretty nervous talking in front of people, but this was good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After me, a couple who had gone to Mexico talked about their trip, which was interesting.  The wife is a teacher, and she's been going to Mexico during her summers every year for 17 years now, which was pretty encouraging to me, because that's kind of what I've always planned on doing - teaching during the year and going on trips during the summer.  It was good to see someone else actually doing it.  And that way, you get to develop relationships with people and still keep up with them over the years, not just go on one trip and then never see those people again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave on Wednesday!  Tomorrow will be busy, but then my sister is coming up on Tuesday, so we'll all get some time together as a family before I leave.  Maybe my next post will be from Pakistan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1340199351544025936-9041603051469081972?l=ceganmarroll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/feeds/9041603051469081972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1340199351544025936&amp;postID=9041603051469081972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/9041603051469081972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/9041603051469081972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/2008/07/commissioning.html' title='Commissioning'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235712694897056978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SE2WUsufO9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ih-A69HggzU/S220/DCFC0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340199351544025936.post-7422243012420045962</id><published>2008-07-08T11:22:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T11:32:00.389+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Itinerary</title><content type='html'>My flight itinerary came in the mail today.  TEAM arranged my flights through a travel agency they use, so they figured it out and booked it all for me (which is quite nice!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be leaving from here on July 30th, flying to LA, then to London, then into Islamabad.  It'll take a long time, but flying to the other side of Earth really isn't that complicated.  I mean, I'll only be on 3 planes, and 2 of those I'll be getting on in the United States, which is easy; and I've been to Heathrow before, so I feel relatively confident I'll be able to find my gate there (even though it's a bloody huge airport!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back (May 31st), is just one stop in London, then on to San Francisco, which is even easier! I'll be sad to sit in a car for an hour, but at least I'll be home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, the only vaguely unknown or frightening thing about getting there is getting picked up at the airport in Islamabad.  But hopefully some friends will be there to greet me.  If not, well, what good is worrying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 22 days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1340199351544025936-7422243012420045962?l=ceganmarroll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/feeds/7422243012420045962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1340199351544025936&amp;postID=7422243012420045962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/7422243012420045962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/7422243012420045962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/2008/07/itinerary.html' title='Itinerary'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235712694897056978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SE2WUsufO9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ih-A69HggzU/S220/DCFC0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340199351544025936.post-9044170090242482624</id><published>2008-07-05T02:06:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T02:10:04.252+06:00</updated><title type='text'>No Sweat</title><content type='html'>I knew I didn't need to worry about my visa coming.  There's a perfect time for everything, and all the paperwork up to this point has gone so incredibly smoothly, I had no reason to fear that I wouldn't get the visa, too.  After all, how could I have gotten this far, just to not be able to actually go?&lt;br /&gt;so, praise the Lord!  The visa came this morning!  He knows what's up :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1340199351544025936-9044170090242482624?l=ceganmarroll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/feeds/9044170090242482624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1340199351544025936&amp;postID=9044170090242482624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/9044170090242482624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/9044170090242482624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-sweat.html' title='No Sweat'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235712694897056978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SE2WUsufO9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ih-A69HggzU/S220/DCFC0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340199351544025936.post-8032389275612628121</id><published>2008-07-01T06:22:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T06:33:11.103+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shots</title><content type='html'>I just got 4 shots to prepare me for going overseas.  I met with a doctor at a travel clinic in Los Gatos and we compared lists of recommended shots.  I ended up getting Hepatitis A &amp;amp; B, Polio, Tetanus, and am going to be taking Typhoid pills all week.  I decided to just get all 4 shots today, rather than 2 today and 2 next week, to save time (and gas!).  So I got 2 shots in each arm, and my shoulders are a little sore, but so far it's going fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor I met with is from India, and, after going over the shot-business, he looked me in the eye and asked why I'm going to Pakistan.  I told him the short version (I want to teach overseas, met a missionary family with kids at a school there, so I decided to go), then he got very serious and told me that he considers Pakistan to be the 3rd (or 4th) most dangerous place in the world for foreigners to travel - with Iraq, Afghanistan, and maybe Colombia (or was it Congo?  but I think he threw that one in just to get some of the focus out of the Middle East/South Asia).  He told me, quite sternly, to be careful, wished me luck, and shook my hand with both of his before leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't have my visa, and am waiting patiently, trusting that it will come in time.  If it doesn't, it doesn't, and I'll just go as soon as I can!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1340199351544025936-8032389275612628121?l=ceganmarroll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/feeds/8032389275612628121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1340199351544025936&amp;postID=8032389275612628121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/8032389275612628121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/8032389275612628121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/2008/06/shots.html' title='Shots'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235712694897056978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SE2WUsufO9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ih-A69HggzU/S220/DCFC0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340199351544025936.post-6634524407245056559</id><published>2008-06-16T06:50:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T07:37:16.224+06:00</updated><title type='text'>TEAM in Chicago</title><content type='html'>I just got back from a week-long training session in Wheaton, Illinois.  Actually, it was in Carol Stream, right outside Wheaton, at the &lt;a href="http://www.teamworld.org/HOME/Default.aspx?page=home"&gt;TEAM&lt;/a&gt; headquarters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all arrived on Monday to TEAM's offices and apartments.  They bought a few small apartment buildings on a small area of land along with their office building.  The apartments are pretty old, and Chicago's humid weather made them kind of musty without the air conditioner on, but they were very homey and comfortable.  There were only 6 of us for this session.  TEAM has 3 summer training sessions for short-term missionaries.  We were the second.  The first had about 15, so we were a pretty small group (by any standards).  We were all girls, all between the ages of 20 and 24, and all staying together on the same floor of the same apartment building, so we got to be pretty close by the end of the week.  Two of the girls are spending the summer teaching English in the Czech Republic, one girl is teaching English in China, another is helping at a hospital in Japan, and the 5th is going to Pakistan to teach English and disciple women at the hospital close to the school I will be teaching at.  She'll only be there for the summer, but our trips will over-lap by a week or so, and hopefully I'll get to see her before she leaves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived at O'Hare, a car from A-1 Limos picked me up, and the driver just happened to be from Pakistan!  The drive took about an hour, and we spent the whole time talking about Pakistan, his family, how he ended up in Chicago, and all that good stuff.  It was such a blessing to start the week off hearing from a native about Pakistan.  He said that &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Murree"&gt;Murree&lt;/a&gt;, the city I'll be in, is beautiful and something of a vacation spot, and that the chicken curry is delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday night, all 6 of us girls met with our 3 main leaders for the week, and we all had Chicago-style pizza for dinner, while making informal introductions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday morning we met at 8:00 and the majority of TEAM's staff from the offices came over to pray for us!  This was by far the most encouraging session of the week.  Because there were only 6 of us, they took the time for each of us to stand up and tell our story of how we ended up there, where we were going, and what we were going to do.  This was a great time for us girls to get to know each other better, too.  When one girl was done telling her story, we'd all spend a few minutes praying specifically for her, then we'd hear from the next.  It was so great to have these total strangers caring for us and praying for us so devotedly after having just met us!  One of the greatest things, too, was that, during the week when we'd go into the offices for something, they would remember us and stop to talk to us more about what we were doing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, all day Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and half of Friday, we had different sessions led by different people about everything from being a servant, to finances, to safety, to working as a team with our assigned places. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday night, we went to Chicago's "Little India," to meet with an outreach organization there called the &lt;a href="http://www.safc.citymax.com/home.html"&gt;South Asian Friendship Center&lt;/a&gt; who focuses on the (rather large) Muslim population in Chicago.  We had a chance to walk around and browse through shops, window shop, and check out the grocery stores.  Then we walked to an Indian restaurant for their buffet, which turned out to be delicious!  I was afraid I wouldn't like it, so I'd actually packed a little snack in my purse, but ended up not needing it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, our leaders left us and drove to &lt;a href="http://www.millenniumpark.org/"&gt;Millennium Park&lt;/a&gt;, giving us a chance to prove our capabilities in navigating public transportation to find our own way to the park.  Luckily, two of the girls with us are students in Chicago and use the bus and train system frequently, so we were able to get there with out a problem.  This is a fear of mine, since I've never been too comfortable using city buses.  Fortunately, I'm not allowed out on my own while I'm in Pakistan, so I won't need to worry about it too much.  And if I do end up alone somehow... well, I'll probably then have bigger issues to deal with than figuring out the bus system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEAM knew we'd be sitting all day in a musty basement for these sessions, so they, with their gracious hospitality, provided us all with guest passes for the week to the local gym.  Had I known this, I would've brought gym clothes and shoes, but I did have my swim suit.  So two of the girls and I walked over to they gym twice during the week, which was a great break to be able to get out and move a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other 5 girls are going on their trips for just the summer, and most of them left directly from Chicago.  I still have at least a month left, and this trip gave me a great jump-start to get myself really ready.  I started putting together a packing list, and have got a detailed idea of what I need to leave behind for my parents (in terms of contact info, my passport number, and all that business).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been really nervous about whether or not I'll be a good teacher.  I'll be teaching 4th and 5th grade together (my 2 favorite grades!), but it's been a year since I've done any formal teaching, and I'm afraid I'll get there and be completely lost for the first few weeks.  So, rather than worry about it for nothing, I got out my teaching materials from TCU and my one month of teaching in Fort Worth and have started "reviewing."  This has been really good because it's gotten me excited about teaching again.  I'm looking over lesson plans that I made during my student teaching and remembering how much fun I had making them and then teaching them.  I'm sure my first few weeks will be crazy regardless of what I do to prepare, but at least I can go into it knowing that I'm capable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is a really long post, and it's okay if you didn't read the whole thing.  I'll try to make my future blogs less therapeutic for me, and more interesting for you, but that was my week in Wheaton!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1340199351544025936-6634524407245056559?l=ceganmarroll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/feeds/6634524407245056559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1340199351544025936&amp;postID=6634524407245056559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/6634524407245056559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/6634524407245056559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/2008/06/team-in-chicago.html' title='TEAM in Chicago'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235712694897056978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SE2WUsufO9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ih-A69HggzU/S220/DCFC0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1340199351544025936.post-2932279506379643318</id><published>2008-06-10T02:34:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T02:38:35.966+06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning</title><content type='html'>Welcome to my online journal, chronicling my adventures in Pakistan for the next year.  I'm very excited to be going, and can't wait to see what my Father has in store for me! &lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I will have many stories, so check back here often if you want to stay updated!  And please, keep me updated with what you're doing - I don't want to be cut off for a whole year! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the future!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1340199351544025936-2932279506379643318?l=ceganmarroll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/feeds/2932279506379643318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1340199351544025936&amp;postID=2932279506379643318' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/2932279506379643318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1340199351544025936/posts/default/2932279506379643318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceganmarroll.blogspot.com/2008/06/beginning.html' title='The Beginning'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235712694897056978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B1iP6JPqNV8/SE2WUsufO9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ih-A69HggzU/S220/DCFC0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
