Sei ein lebendiger Fisch

I'm sick.

I don't know what it is but I am having a loss of appetite and I found myself hurling out this mornings breakfast. Not pretty.

I hope it's temporary.

We have less than two weeks left in Siloah and these last two are going to be so busy. As well as having to finish our final papers and projects, Siloah is hosting a huge tent fest thing that we will be setting up for as well as enjoying next week. It should be pretty amazing.

There was a kindercamp here last week. Nick was made a leader with another guy of a group, Matt helped out with the labor stuff and entertaining the kids with his mad wood chopping skills and I helped with food and made some 8 year old friends. We went camping in the woods in Volkenroda, about an hour away, and I ended up making a lot of new German friends. The three of us received a lot of attention from the kids and it was mainly because we were American. I had girls asking me to sing in English and I had the enjoyment of talking about Hannah Montana and other girly things. They also weren't afraid to correct my German which helps me a lot. I love being corrected bluntly because I don't forget it. While it rained majority of the time we were camping, we still enjoyed cooking food over a fire and going on walks through the woods. Before heading back to Siloah, we returned the key to the camp house at a Klosterhof where Sarah and Mark happened to be for their service location. Nick had tried to see them earlier in the day so we were happy when our van pulled in to the driveway to return the key. I spotted Mark and he took us up to Sarah's room. It felt so weird but exciting since we weren't supposed to really be seeing each other yet but still pretty amazed that we were with them.

The last few days of the kindercamp were so much fun. On one particular day they had set up a game where there were different "shops" around Siloah that the kids were in charge of. One could go in to the medieval room and get a massage or their nails painted, or go to the underground cellar to the "bar" that sold cups of juice and cookies, or to the side of the barn to buy flat bread that the kids were making over a small fire, or to the work shop to buy some homemade lotion stuff. You earned "money" based on what job you did at Siloah so I got a fine amount for working in the kitchen. Even though it was raining, it was still a lot of fun to go around to each different place and hand over play money for something. We then had a nice dinner and presentation of pictures and small skits performed by the kids. They all left on Saturday and Siloah has gone back to its quiet peaceful self until people start pouring in for next weeks festivities.

I talked to two of the workers, who have also become good friends, about possibly applying to be on the Team of the Year here at Siloah. I would work here for a year after college. I feel like this is something I could afford given the amount of debt I will be in after college. I will consider it simply because Siloah has done so much for me without even trying. My German would improve and I could get a lot of my book written. We'll see.

I miss everyone very much and I can't believe I will be seeing everyone very soon. I can't believe I am almost done with SST.

I'm not sure if I want to be done.