"Hogaya"

Hogaya means finished

Friday was the last day of school, Praise Jesus. No more being unorganized, waking up at 6 in the morning by the buses, or having to control 35 crazy kids that can not understand me. I am going to miss the kids that I worked the most with. I have peace about all the work that I did at school. I gave it ALL that I had.

I was excited to see the change in the kids. The kids loved learning about Moses and everytime I walked in they would start to scream, "Moses story!" Yash, one of my favorites, when I would ask about what they ate in the desert he would always shout out, "Manna, What is this?" I was excited about teaching them Old Testament, my favorite, and the students really got into it. One of the parents wrote...

Thank you for arousing the eagerness of writing and reading sprit in my daughters conscious.

I really feel that my mission that I set off for is complete. The students are excited about both Jesus and reading, the two loves of my life.

Now it is 3 hours a day of holiday homework before the boys go home. Last night, we all watched Little Rascals, the boys loved it. We plan to spend all of our time loving on the boys as we make our exit. Katie left on Sunday, but I will see her in Chicago and Kalana leaves on Wednesday. It is weird to see everyone go, since it feels like we just got here. The boys keep saying, Goodbye, even though we have not left. Sorry, boys you are stuck with us for another week.