tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22239917369656532472024-03-05T15:51:15.719-08:00Noanie's KnitsMy space for showing off a little-- my knitting, my flowers, photography and always, my family. Please comment as you like-- or send me YOUR picture with anything I've sewn or knit over the years-- and I will post it on my site. NoanieNoaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02349880567880894328noreply@blogger.comBlogger241125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223991736965653247.post-24994795699192930592012-09-19T19:21:00.001-07:002012-09-19T19:21:44.430-07:00A Fred Arnason 10-24-27 to 8-15-12<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b>My dad was born in a farmhouse in Hensel , North Dakota, the 3rd son of Richard and Sigrid Arnason. The farm had been homesteaded by Sigrid's parents in the mid 1800's, proud Icelanders and proud Americans. Dad (Fred) went to school in the nearby city of Cavalier and worked summers on his Aunt and Uncle's farm, Harry and Margaret Johnson. More children came in quick succession, another son, triplet girls, another daughter, and much later one more little boy. As a child, I visited that farm and farmhouse, and he showed me a creek where Peter Valtysson had taught him to swim.</b></div>
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<b>During Fred's high school years, the family moved to California. He worked in the shipyards during the early years of WWII, probably the setting of asbestos exposure that caused severe breathing difficulty in the later years of his life. On return to North Dakota, he graduated from Central High School in Grand Forks, and joined the US Army. Since his brother Ray was stationed in Okinawa, Japan, Fred was able to remain stateside. His station was Arlington, Virginia doing cryptography and coding. When I was 9 or 10, he showed me how to write and use a simple code. I think I still remember most of it.</b></div>
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<b>Fred returned to Grand Forks after his discharge from the army and went to the University of North Dakota on the GI bill. He was a proud member of the Phi Delta Theta fraternity. He met my mother, Helene and married her just after his law school graduation. It was a love affair that was to last almost 52 years. I was the first of 7 children who were born over 11 years time.</b></div>
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<b>In March of 1956, tragedy visited the Arnason family. Fred's dad and youngest brother (age 16) were killed in a plane crash on their way back from Fargo, North Dakota. Dad was 28 years old. This established his role as the family "helper" in times of trouble. He became the "go to" guy for his mom and sisters, and ultimately his children and friends as well.</b></div>
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<b>With a budding law practice and a growing family, we moved in October 1958 to a house on Chestnut Street. In conversation we called it simply "2304." It was to be home for 50 years. We grew up through the lean years and into more prosperous times. Though we originally went to St Mary's Church; Holy Family Church was founded in 1960. At that time Mom and Dad promised our new pastor, Father John Axtman that they would send their children to Holy Family School, and all seven of us attended.</b></div>
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<b>Dad took good care of his mother, Sigrid, over the remaining years of her life. She had dinner with us nearly every Sunday for about 40 years. She was often joined by my widowed Auntie Anna Dippee, or Auntie Maude. Father Axtman, Father Potter and a few others were also frequent guests. The Sunday meals I remember best were fried chicken or swiss steak.</b></div>
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<b>Dad and Mom were able to travel in his retirement years, going to France, Iceland, Italy, the Dominican Republic and some places I've forgotten. Dad had several bouts of pneumonia in his later years and his lungs never fully recovered.</b></div>
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<b>Mom died in 2004 after cardiac surgery, and in Dad's own words, his heart was broken. Shortly thereafter, he became dependent on supplemental oxygen as his breathing deteriorated. He continued to drive to daily mass at Holy Family Church, usually followed by breakfast at Perkins. Through most of his final years, he continued to attend UND Sioux sporting events, and milestone events for his children and grandchildren.</b></div>
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<b>In 2010, he moved to a townhouse on Lark Circle. It was all on one level, and easier to get around. He continued to be fiercely independent, driving, writing out his grocery lists and even using the computer until his very last day. He went to join mom, his parents, and some of his siblings on August 15th , 2012. There was a fire of unknown origin, and with his poor lungs, the smoke took his life.</b></div>
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<b>A light went out in the lives of his children, grandchildren and many, many friends on that day. He had huge presence and gave huge amounts of love. I know God welcomed him with open arms.</b></div>
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<b>Daddy, I miss you. The pain is greater than I dreamed possible, but you taught me to live, love, and endure. Thank you. I love you,</b></div>
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<br />Noaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02349880567880894328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223991736965653247.post-9866958499181780212012-08-06T14:44:00.000-07:002012-08-06T14:44:06.330-07:00Antigua-Sunday Night<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Perhaps the most difficult part of staying in Antigua for a year has been seeing the other volunteers come and go. These are truly my kindred souls; the helpers, the softies, the world's bleeding hearts. Most of them arrive and stay for 2 weeks, 4 weeks, 2 months; sometimes more, sometimes less.<br />
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Yesterday, August 5, 2012 was a remarkable day. Deb's mom went to heaven, it was Katie's 15th birthday, and NASA landed the rover "Curiosity" on Mars. For me it was a little lonely. No one I knew to have dinner with.Time to scout for some new friends.<br />
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In the evening I walked to Dona Luisa's for a bowl of great chili and a huge piece of carrot cake. Afterwards (6:30 PM ish) I disobeyed the first and foremost rule of being a foreigner in Guatemala. NEVER walk ALONE after dark. I stayed in well lit areas, near restaurants and groups of tourists. The air was a cool and calm 74 degrees. Marimbas could be heard from most hotels and restaurants. With sunset, the vendors quit trying to get you to buy textiles and toys.<br />
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Out comes the food! The sub sandwiches abound. Beans, cabbage, veggies, enchiladas, sweets of every kind. There are huge vats of hot oil, electric cords, kids and bright lights. The rythmn and smells are enticing and unique.<br />
I slipped into La Merced for 7 PM Mass and lost myself in an ocean of ebony haired gente. I listened to the story of the Transfiguration in Spanish and watched some obviously homeless folk reverently go to communion.<br />
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I scooted home quickly at the end, avoiding San Sebastian Park and opting to hurry down Calle Anche. I don't recommend this excursion unless you are "in group" and saavy in the ways of Central American cities. Until then, enjoy my pictures from the safety of home.<br />
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P.S. This morning I have a new friend! Welcome to my life E.S. from Missouri/Guatemala/Colombia/ and Uganda<br />
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Love to all of you in Blogland, Noanie/JoanneNoaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02349880567880894328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223991736965653247.post-37875882688291360042012-07-01T18:39:00.001-07:002012-07-01T18:39:07.525-07:00Antigua in Five Days<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">She really came! Joanne (Ryan) Boyle and I have been friends for 50+ years, so it was a special 5 day visit during my year away from home. The challenge was to show her Antigua, San Felipe, and this beautiful country in FIVE days. We gave it a really good attempt. Here we are with our host family Jose and Esperanza Abril in their home.</span></b><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRRUgzDj-lY1UeAWuQuVIF_Zg7vSqikuQkCyFspu5RcfpQmwPWW1MjK3jnAWrrj6ggSwIimGAJ-jI2V02aALim0Ftpyx1sxSnzQ6bvOWyLlUnnFFRK5tR22DrXaa6-xGueVQNzf0CXQHY/s1600/IMG_0887.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><b>On Day ONE we headed for The Dreamer Center, (Nuestros Ahijados) where I teach English in the 2nd grade. We reviewed countries and flags, then started learning "opposites."</b><br />
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<b> In the courtyard is a commemorative statue. Two left hands, coming from the heart join in a commitment to peace.</b><br />
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<b>Saturdays are becoming my tourist days, when I go to visit some place in the area that is frequented by touistas. Yesterday, Kayla, Roberto, and I headed out for a large coffee finca (farm) in SanFelipe named "Filadelphia." This is a huge family operation, and it is possible to see every aspect of the farming, processing, and selling of coffee. Wow, did I have a lot to learn! I think I will become a much better label reader since I now realize the many possible differences.. and I might even quit complaining so much about the price of a pound of really GOOD coffee.</b><br />
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<b>Living in Guatemala may spoil me since I have now been able to drink many a very GOOD cup of coffee, free of acidity, bitterness, and oxidation. No more instant, no more decaf, probably no more Folgers either. Above is a photo of Alex, our VERY informative English speaking guide. To the left he is showing us the grafting process for the plants. Since great coffee only lives for a few years, it is grafted to the stem of a "robust" plant. The first few years it produces purely the </b><br />
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<b>great coffee, then in successive years, a hybid. At the right is a red coffee berry squeezed to produce the inner kernel. The very sweet berry (Yes, I ate some) is used to make jams and jellies (and sometimes fertilizer.) The gooey outside of the kernal is used to make Kalua. (Yes, I tasted that too.) The the kernal goes on through a process of a dozen steps to produce a very fine coffee, and separate the kernals which will become good, but not the BEST coffee instead.</b><br />
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<b>Below Kayla, Roberto, and I stop of an "after" cup of smooth coffee, and enjoy the view of San Felipe in front of Volcano Aqua. Kayla wanted to go zip lining but the rainy season weather got in the way. (Maybe on Monday Kayla)</b><br />
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<b>It rained so hard most of the afternoon that the water bounced off the livingroom roof right into the house. It was dark and a bit chilly then.. a good time for siestas or reading.... or in my case, lesson planning.</b><br />
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<b>That is what it is doing again today. I had a great morning and early afternoon shopping in Central Park and running errands. Now it is dark and pouring rain. I guess it makes me appreciate the sunlight when it is here.</b><br />
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<b>Have a great week in Blogland. Love and hugs, Noanie-Mom</b><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Last weekend we took a trip to Lake Atitlan and several of the surrounding cities. This volcanic lake was formed centuries ago when an eruption blocked the flow of water from a mountain river, creating a beautiful lake, one of the world's coldest and deepest. The day we visited was misty and the water was choppy, but it had a majesty of it's own. The inlet above was still, while the fisherman in his </span>handmade boat,</b></div>
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<b> Below is Teri, having a look at native crafts for sale in the streets. Though they have changed a little to appeal to the tourists; the traditional woven patterns, paintings, ironwork and woodwork are nearly identical to those crafted several hundred years ago.</b></div>
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<b>To the left is some hand painted leather using traditional Mayan symbols. Many depict the 19 months of the Mayan calendar, or the various gods that "controlled" life, death, crops, pregnancies, and nearly every other aspect of life.</b></div>
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<b>We enjoyed the accommodations, the good food,history and beautiful scenery. The skilled artisans know their crafts, their businesses and the skillful art of striking a bargain. </b></div>
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<b>Have a great week in Blogland. Stay well. Love, Noanie-Mom</b></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Hi Everyone. Hope you had a happy May Day.. It is unbelievable that my time in Guatemala is passing so quickly. The small plant above is a baby macadamia tree. Teri and I ventured to an organic macadamia nut farm last week, and I was amazed at the work that went into growing and processing these tasty nuggets of nature.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The furry catepiller is the flower, and the resulting cluster of fruit is next. It takes a baby tree 5 or 6 years to start producing fruit, but then look out! When the fruit is ready, it simply drops from the tree. No picking, just picking up or raking. The fruits are opened (like the one in my hand), then dried. (see the table) When the nut rattles inside the fruit, the brown shell is removed and you have the precious nut. The shells are used in manufacturing everything from scrubbing materials to makeup. The nuts themselves are perfect with a bit of salt, or as a nutty spread with toast. This is an industry that could certainly grow a lot bigger in Guatemala's hot and humid climate. It doesn't require much equipment or a lot of training.. I see HOPE.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Teri and I sat on the (hot) black sand near the water. We were posing our sandy toes for a sexy picture. Along comes a wave, picks us both up, rolls us over and SLAMS us into the beach. That was a lot of woman to be tossing around! The sand was in every crevase of my body. My suit weighed a ton, and I shed sand everywhere until 2 days and 3 showers later. I had no idea those waves had so much power. My son,WJ has had a few wave encounters and I probably should have known better, but some lessons we need to learn for ourselves. I was content to sit under the umbrella with my iced tea and nachos thereafter. It was a tremendous experience and totally memorable for all those kids.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">And leaving the best for last, this is our little Javier. He weighs double what he did when he arrived at Casa Jackson, but his eyes still look too big for his face. His muscle tone and overall development are progressing by leaps and bounds, and he should go home soon as a healthy baby.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Personally, I have yet to go over to help the babies with supper this week, because<i> </i>I have had a miserable cold and cough. It is kind of lonely.... but there have been lots of other voluntarios this week.. and I am coming !! Have a great week in blogland. Love to all. Noanie</span>Noaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02349880567880894328noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223991736965653247.post-24058859659766119772012-04-15T11:55:00.002-07:002012-04-15T12:25:08.087-07:00It's Not All the Same<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4wQkym94IVgzzxlvFwpVctAGGqlOnVB6ESjyNdO_KCPcRGeWjQTxScaoc3ANkwFYxvRp47NEE_O1B2w4dEX0w6fFAJ2KXLI4ZePVRiY5eVHouj9Bn_VEu5BOHFkBipBnJg0cHG0eCm6Y/s1600/cristina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4wQkym94IVgzzxlvFwpVctAGGqlOnVB6ESjyNdO_KCPcRGeWjQTxScaoc3ANkwFYxvRp47NEE_O1B2w4dEX0w6fFAJ2KXLI4ZePVRiY5eVHouj9Bn_VEu5BOHFkBipBnJg0cHG0eCm6Y/s1600/cristina.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: large;">Cristina, like a good number of our babies at Casa Jackson, came to us very underweight for her age. She had "pocket gopher cheeks,</span><span style="font-size: large;">" a very swollen tummy and feet, and matchstick legs. This is a condition known as Kwashiorkor. The funny name means "the disease an older baby gets when the new baby comes."</span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Typically, this is when kids in poor countries are weaned from the breast and put on a diet of mostly carbohydrates. The symptoms are caused by an almost total lack of proteins and trace elements, often coupled with exposure to some type of grain fungus. It causes irritability, anorexia, liver failure and death. Doh, enter Casa Jackson.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">At CJ, the nutritionist prescribes a reintroduction of protein, along with supplemental trace elements. I have sometimes heard volunteers at CJ complain that some babes are "still hungry" after finishing their meals. This is because of the SLOW reintroduction of proteins, along with moderate carbohydrates necessary to achieve a healthy liver. Taxing the liver too much in the early days of recovery will put the child in liver failure. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Other babies we care for are twins and premies. Some lack the ability to suck because they were born too soon. These babies have to be coaxed with a dropper, then gradually fed tiny amounts with a bottle several times a day.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Lastly, there are babies with physical disabilities. I am sure you have noticed little Enmanuel who has Down's Syndrome. We've also taken care of Sylvan who had a collapsed breastbone, and lots of babies with asthma like problems that made eating difficult.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">It doesn't take long for the appetite and the diet to balance out, and that's when we seen the irritability subside and little personalities emerge. As the swollen tummies and feet resolve, LOTS of CJ kids learn to walk while recovering. That is a great perk for us. I hope the parents don't mild too much.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Love, Noanie/Joanne</span>Noaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02349880567880894328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223991736965653247.post-24044996493447897652012-03-30T20:05:00.000-07:002012-03-30T20:05:29.765-07:00New Business<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwyxEasXNUYO-Cj8xe9W5cO_UjPQkH08S-6q5iKPSTZkCEnPxAzVBLEkqt1M1_EXzYofwe2zsHNPi-a_LQu0hGDDuTJwb3em0hSSkdSS4xpbwTLF-7ZFipCYFN6tKpBiheSyPfUB2V23Q/s1600/Noanie+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwyxEasXNUYO-Cj8xe9W5cO_UjPQkH08S-6q5iKPSTZkCEnPxAzVBLEkqt1M1_EXzYofwe2zsHNPi-a_LQu0hGDDuTJwb3em0hSSkdSS4xpbwTLF-7ZFipCYFN6tKpBiheSyPfUB2V23Q/s200/Noanie+004.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>This suspicious little honey is named Cristina and she's not at all certain she likes us at Casa Jackson. I hope some fun, some loving, and lots of nutritious meals will have her smiling very soon.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOUM1A6ZHIBM5JDOpvcQuL3h7CszV_g5GjxGB9KyjZT4p4z2PguEBkuI7hy_qSqMVnjZtHZCpvajXTThCQp0dBNsIttYSqRVBVAL2-mUdASREzYql_3_Ql2PkVNj7PnfhAFwziNFR7rIU/s1600/Noanie+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOUM1A6ZHIBM5JDOpvcQuL3h7CszV_g5GjxGB9KyjZT4p4z2PguEBkuI7hy_qSqMVnjZtHZCpvajXTThCQp0dBNsIttYSqRVBVAL2-mUdASREzYql_3_Ql2PkVNj7PnfhAFwziNFR7rIU/s200/Noanie+009.jpg" width="200" /></a>And speaking of Cristinas, here is our own Cristina from California who has been a a volunteer for several months. Sadly for us, she is returning to California next week.<br />
Here she is with Mario, one of our newbies who has had trouble gaining weight due to an infection in his mouth. He was feeling crabby in this picture but we expect him to smile soon as well.<br />
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Here is one of our volunteers, Carolina from France. She speaks excellent French and Spanish, but NO English. Here she is with Alberto and Jenifer Susana. She is a world traveller and also does <br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigfxwtAKtUkh2MuxsMFNHCvUFeiLNGxvBScloLA-thPr1zqK6M2SmaAZ9Aaz5m4otnxu-n9YhSEajrmJzjY4GcQpGyXKYqkd43pIl8PrpC5auMi0d_wt_yPGWLxGQdQfe3WzQlZhshL7M/s1600/Noanie+019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigfxwtAKtUkh2MuxsMFNHCvUFeiLNGxvBScloLA-thPr1zqK6M2SmaAZ9Aaz5m4otnxu-n9YhSEajrmJzjY4GcQpGyXKYqkd43pIl8PrpC5auMi0d_wt_yPGWLxGQdQfe3WzQlZhshL7M/s200/Noanie+019.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="color: #274e13;">Palm Sunday is a huge day here in Antigua, marking the beginning of Semana Santa, or Holy Week. You are expected to buy and bring your own palms to church. They are usually adorned lavishly with flowers, little crosses or statues and looped into beautiful designs. The procession scheduled for Sunday night is expected to last until about 2 AM!</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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sweets, treats, drinks, toys, and Lenten souvenirs. I suspect many people who earn their livings from the tourist trade probably reap the majority of their yearly income during this week, and spend the other 52 weeks in planning.<br />
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I hope you will have a wonderful Holy Week as well. There is no school for the elementary kids so I am again attending Spanish classes. I am determined to master this new language whatever the timing. It will be interesting trying to cross streets etc with the huge volume of both people and traffic. More next week. Love etc. Noanie-Joanne<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Noaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02349880567880894328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223991736965653247.post-22635877427770266462012-03-24T14:02:00.001-07:002012-03-24T14:04:47.940-07:00Lenten TreasuresMarch 24,2012<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiARrvS3UueVKzyzbohZuj8nd3jcZXqiZRpsS8soRtvIjo5BkYU7ilGz9RNP2B_M0al_AJ0Da3l1gtI4h5xjXMsxRbcXhF4HgvXv43VlY91Ve3ZpmvDthUyAmNQHDq-229myAPkzv-KP4A/s1600/P1010327.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img aea="true" border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiARrvS3UueVKzyzbohZuj8nd3jcZXqiZRpsS8soRtvIjo5BkYU7ilGz9RNP2B_M0al_AJ0Da3l1gtI4h5xjXMsxRbcXhF4HgvXv43VlY91Ve3ZpmvDthUyAmNQHDq-229myAPkzv-KP4A/s200/P1010327.JPG" width="200" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>Lent is really the time to visit Antigua. The streets are covered with "fombras" which are carpets made of sawdust and decorated with flowers, fruits, and other produce. The Lenten processions take place every weekend, with hundreds of men in purple carrying floats of Jesus, Mary, heaven and hell. This fombra was made by Canadian students at my Spanish school, right next to San Sebastian Park, about 4 blocks from my house</strong></span>.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheeqhK3WQ-BjrC6znWDjtVMnoZ9U340du_3g-WQzP8KtZ3Z9YMYfH8UI2SIyjrGmu7M7EQX4AKSOGV4rNL3yHAuac9wRBIeXOmGFhcZUC8A-IG-pIdy_2kL731wCIlxdgewlXamHni4Hg/s1600/P1010355.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img aea="true" border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheeqhK3WQ-BjrC6znWDjtVMnoZ9U340du_3g-WQzP8KtZ3Z9YMYfH8UI2SIyjrGmu7M7EQX4AKSOGV4rNL3yHAuac9wRBIeXOmGFhcZUC8A-IG-pIdy_2kL731wCIlxdgewlXamHni4Hg/s320/P1010355.JPG" width="320" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUZiwYolafXt2zHfwSE8xZfUCgg1PqL5msn5XS42xI6iNKAmpJ9rhQwOQmbyvbk3GewTxQgRQxxhFGH2WOcJRlmu7gFmvsdrlMejaxA7WS3Ing81-0WYgJGEQ0PzArpacKLJjMgjf203Y/s1600/P1010347.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img aea="true" border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUZiwYolafXt2zHfwSE8xZfUCgg1PqL5msn5XS42xI6iNKAmpJ9rhQwOQmbyvbk3GewTxQgRQxxhFGH2WOcJRlmu7gFmvsdrlMejaxA7WS3Ing81-0WYgJGEQ0PzArpacKLJjMgjf203Y/s200/P1010347.JPG" width="200" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"> <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong> Last Sunday, I went out for a walk and ended up meeting my friends at the school, helped with the fombra, watched the procession, met Teri's God's child Yanci, took them for Pizza and walked home together 4 hours later. Quite a "stroll."</strong></span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>And the last photo is to make sure you realize that this country is not only about fun. I do have fun, but please never doubt that these people are very poor. Petapa is for rich people in American jeans and kids with sugar mamas.(Godmothers)</strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>Love to all in blogland... Noanie-joanne</strong></span>Noaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02349880567880894328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223991736965653247.post-84986317027950877962012-03-10T14:00:00.001-08:002012-03-10T14:04:34.674-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKD1jjCgSzkhzw5e25KAL2MdLQd0UEqVcHrhpo45xjwcfxN6QJlQcSuehfl2F4bFqPKimSxgGJMziPxKK-bVtgnNzHmvZf6hKE5X43XsJzrKP7iRU1veWZBNz7c-cgY8eIjk_d5_w6Wks/s1600/P1010279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKD1jjCgSzkhzw5e25KAL2MdLQd0UEqVcHrhpo45xjwcfxN6QJlQcSuehfl2F4bFqPKimSxgGJMziPxKK-bVtgnNzHmvZf6hKE5X43XsJzrKP7iRU1veWZBNz7c-cgY8eIjk_d5_w6Wks/s320/P1010279.JPG" width="240" yda="true" /></a></div><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">March 10,2012</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I put him on a chair to feed him a blended concoction of pineapple and bananas and as we finished, I picked up his glass of juice. He reached for the glass, brought it to his mouth, slowly drank, then returned the glass to me with a huge grin. Here is a kid who was supposed to be helpless for life. We provide nothing more than life's very basic necessities and a dose of kindness. I keep meeting the least of His brothers at Casa Jackson.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0c343d;"><strong>On Friday evening after finishing with Luis, I was given Brenda to feed. Within a few minutes, she looked up me with her mouth wide open and terror in her eyes and I realized she wasn't breathing. I thought she was choking and brought her head up, patted her back and ultimately tried some little chest thrusts (like a baby Heimlich) I sent a Canadian lady after the nurse, who came and immediately called an ambulance. We wrapped her up and several of us scooted downstairs as I started trying to give her breaths. Ultimately, we sent her to the hospital in a tuc-tuc with another baby's mom because the tuc-tuc came by before the ambulance. I wish I could tell you what happened next but I can only promise to post it as soon as I can. The incident definitely reaffirms my belief that human life is sacred. She may be premature and underweight, but she is clearly human, was clearly scared, and worth every possible effort to assist her.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: #0c343d;"><strong>And below is Alberto, sacked out with his legs crossed. He gets special mention this week because he is going potty on the toilet! He has lived a whole year at Casa Jackson. He also proves that it is possible to go from a scared, starving child to an active and very busy 3 yr old.</strong></span><br />
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</div>Noaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02349880567880894328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223991736965653247.post-42259794671353059882012-03-04T12:26:00.001-08:002012-03-04T12:27:29.376-08:00The 2nd Sunday of Lent (CUARESMA)<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrEe7az8zpfuFk-iUYqPaHiB7PHwzf627rSehFNQ1X-8OFrI1Bq1T4Y1YihFP5GhjVr2qSdSVzNkOenzEs1SkoO73mlnLOEbBCjY5N9tAk1olSAj6k9Yyz4PM6EIDx3Q1bbKVKZX8nlLI/s1600/P1010242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrEe7az8zpfuFk-iUYqPaHiB7PHwzf627rSehFNQ1X-8OFrI1Bq1T4Y1YihFP5GhjVr2qSdSVzNkOenzEs1SkoO73mlnLOEbBCjY5N9tAk1olSAj6k9Yyz4PM6EIDx3Q1bbKVKZX8nlLI/s200/P1010242.JPG" uda="true" width="200" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9U7shr31CCRLX4V0X6KHEo2uZ0sUfzhVQBrrkaW8sXEItAVRUpizcODFvGWoxuMZm-Xqt8ZZqpFyalgQz9EWa-5njf6NL-ln8oob26w3DSZB73rqnU_REHTCftar_208JrdnLG5LgVj4/s1600/P1010246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9U7shr31CCRLX4V0X6KHEo2uZ0sUfzhVQBrrkaW8sXEItAVRUpizcODFvGWoxuMZm-Xqt8ZZqpFyalgQz9EWa-5njf6NL-ln8oob26w3DSZB73rqnU_REHTCftar_208JrdnLG5LgVj4/s320/P1010246.JPG" uda="true" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF1CWPlLcY3KXWEgxImJ_heMPklaEYIpYrDym82dllcFwUWuaRedqT5T78s0YHkiEeoNjZHkZ3GhA-ezvehw84h2n-Useirmj9u5TLjyj7rtpHyGr0t8Rti8TtbBQj1nRZshwrJmuYubs/s1600/P1010248.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF1CWPlLcY3KXWEgxImJ_heMPklaEYIpYrDym82dllcFwUWuaRedqT5T78s0YHkiEeoNjZHkZ3GhA-ezvehw84h2n-Useirmj9u5TLjyj7rtpHyGr0t8Rti8TtbBQj1nRZshwrJmuYubs/s200/P1010248.JPG" uda="true" width="200" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>My Spanish classes are finished for now. I need to practico, practico, practico. This week I observe and assist the 2nd and 3rd grade classes where I will start teaching English the following week. I continue to go to CJ for late afternoon and supper. I am excited, scared, and happy. Love to all in Blogland !</strong></span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="color: #660000;"><strong>XOXOX Noanie-Mom</strong></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong></strong></span></div>Noaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02349880567880894328noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223991736965653247.post-21325598016623271102012-02-18T10:27:00.002-08:002012-02-18T10:59:46.271-08:00Mole, February 18,2012<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwx7gOZeWu9RfxpTE_0hFENXZzG2jaQtnBnxSx_012XQHmOKAT1wbv3zA2chL8QctxpE35sCPVr0nuOjjoVOWIOy08KKbn4kM5sZEtSIdKcut9gM8Aqvfl1vPnGYifFewScnYdsbtZPOI/s1600/P1010032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwx7gOZeWu9RfxpTE_0hFENXZzG2jaQtnBnxSx_012XQHmOKAT1wbv3zA2chL8QctxpE35sCPVr0nuOjjoVOWIOy08KKbn4kM5sZEtSIdKcut9gM8Aqvfl1vPnGYifFewScnYdsbtZPOI/s320/P1010032.JPG" width="320" yda="true" /></a></div><span style="color: #073763; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>I promised a blow by blow description of my "mole" class and here it comes. The picture above is my plate of the rather unusual concoction. Looks like chocolate and bananas, right?</strong></span><br />
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<strong></strong></span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>my American self would really prefer bananas and chocolate! </strong></span></div><span style="color: #660000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>Have a great week! Love from blogland! Noanie-Joanne-Mom </strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="color: #4c1130;"><strong>However, on Tuesday, Caesar vomited actual live roundworms! Most of the Americans gagged. I had seen roundworms in specimen jars and in books but never coming out of a person. My education continues. The largest was gray and about 5 inches </strong></span><span style="color: #4c1130;"><strong>long. The Guatemaltecos were not so upset. They called our doctora who prescribed (and paid for) methimazole for all but the tiniest babes. That night ALL the babes were sick. They were on electrolyte solution,</strong> <strong>acetaminophen, and eye drops for the green gunk in their eyes that seemed to come with the whole illness. We quarantined everyone to their beds, and limited each volunteer to one room (4 or 5 kids) as well. We went through hand sanitizer and diapers like it was a war. Alberto and Henri ended up with IVs. On Tues, Weds and Thurs we were ALL cranky! I am happy to report that come Friday, there were smiles in most of the cribs and we even admitted several new babes to a "clean" room.</strong></span></span><br />
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</strong></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd8Hd0qxMGVUVA5t_kkT97Go0lv6TWatUJGEa-nFIRcWP9ZXv0wQWdQmvJkgzRHU6aehyphenhyphen_NGvp7v7GRV8-pTest1OGPIfzInieUJL4B6Ea5cPl5KqlVp2wkFlMuLV7uP0wUszjIQxG5CU/s1600/P1000245.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong><img border="0" height="150" sda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd8Hd0qxMGVUVA5t_kkT97Go0lv6TWatUJGEa-nFIRcWP9ZXv0wQWdQmvJkgzRHU6aehyphenhyphen_NGvp7v7GRV8-pTest1OGPIfzInieUJL4B6Ea5cPl5KqlVp2wkFlMuLV7uP0wUszjIQxG5CU/s200/P1000245.JPG" width="200" /></strong></span></a><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>If you can tolerate 2 more pictures, I want to show you what Margarita is doing with the roof. (Up where I live) She has planted a bunch of eggshells with some flower they use for the massive Easter carpets they make in the street on Fridays of Lent.The second is coffee beans drying on a flat section. They seem to be turning browner each day. Life on the roof is quite interesting!</strong></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>Hope you are all fine. Love to you all Happy Valentine's Day! Hugs.</strong></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="color: #cc0000;"><strong>Noanie-Joanne</strong></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhezKABbrW8wwXhjnpxhDKygwziUpHQKaa7SjJoIMDcZGFPPQbQfCKacfE6Huq1t0_YPufLmXPevxxQzjq2L_qAcd-qlUoI316dWltToQ1aAL6hzXorT3G2O1gP8c5KukH3UtZEkAbCJSY/s1600/P1000251.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><strong><img border="0" height="150" sda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhezKABbrW8wwXhjnpxhDKygwziUpHQKaa7SjJoIMDcZGFPPQbQfCKacfE6Huq1t0_YPufLmXPevxxQzjq2L_qAcd-qlUoI316dWltToQ1aAL6hzXorT3G2O1gP8c5KukH3UtZEkAbCJSY/s200/P1000251.JPG" width="200" /></strong></a></div>Noaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02349880567880894328noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223991736965653247.post-75889219093817144722012-02-04T12:58:00.000-08:002012-02-04T12:58:53.302-08:00Home and School<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ4VePCiyorHZ5cF93PdV3Lps1Pu7N6A8JyM99-JwcI-9N79yBpPY4fHqkZ6lPXTjmLPhQDVsW-bPlg7dKyjL2FPHuHjEjf66fhJ3JUtKYU7AVXj1PjwTwI_znSwsb71H7Y1VVw16Wvu4/s1600/P1000212.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" sda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ4VePCiyorHZ5cF93PdV3Lps1Pu7N6A8JyM99-JwcI-9N79yBpPY4fHqkZ6lPXTjmLPhQDVsW-bPlg7dKyjL2FPHuHjEjf66fhJ3JUtKYU7AVXj1PjwTwI_znSwsb71H7Y1VVw16Wvu4/s200/P1000212.JPG" width="200" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvx4TDLzeaAaAtEp3QdNMxlfnwo3ubwXPsMmiYNOvQE1RZa37TGSueZkmwp2_Gxms_xDh0UxV2o_QCldZfJ2-seHoX1dQMNZYo9rLQinKRnSM-xKe9cDqDRnVVQ0ak7UQpXLyuH0EgawM/s1600/P1000216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" sda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvx4TDLzeaAaAtEp3QdNMxlfnwo3ubwXPsMmiYNOvQE1RZa37TGSueZkmwp2_Gxms_xDh0UxV2o_QCldZfJ2-seHoX1dQMNZYo9rLQinKRnSM-xKe9cDqDRnVVQ0ak7UQpXLyuH0EgawM/s320/P1000216.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Feb 4,2012</span><br />
<span style="color: #274e13; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Here are a couple photos at my school. From the street all you see is a wall with a garage size wooden door and the number eleven. Inside is a beautiful yard with many trees and flowers. Each teacher and pupil has a plastic table with chairs and an umbrella.The office has a little computer lab, and a kitchen as well as a business area. Quite an experience. This week I am required to change teacher (apparently for my own good) so next week I start with Luz-Maria, a tiny tiny lady who wears bright colorful scarves, shawl style around her neck.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #660000; font-size: large;">News of Casa Jackson</span><br />
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<span style="color: #660000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">1.The biggest news at Casa this week was the passing of one of our children, Frank. He was only with us for a week, but our hearts were well entangled with the hope of his return to health. If you friend Casa Jackson on Facebook, you can read quite a bit about him from Amy,our fearless leader.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #660000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">2.Guadelupe has gained a whole pound! The difference between a 2 lb baby and a 3 pounder is substantial. The wrinkles in her face are being replaced by cute little cheeks. She is still difficult to feed and still needs to be on the warmer sometimes, but she is learning to suck pretty well and she sure can make noise if she feels the need.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #660000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">3.We have a new baby, Manuel, who had Down Syndrome. He is really underweight, and quite listless. He prefers to sleep the day away. I believe he is 9 mo old but cannot hold up his head or play with his hands. He needs our work and YOUR prayers.</span><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">4. Alberto, Ceasar, Julio and Ismael are our 4 caballeros, all between 19 mo and 3 years. Feeding them is a comedy every single night. Alberto feeds himself pretty well, Ceasar would like to feed himself and gets some food in his mouth (picture frijoles, scrambled eggs and tomato sauce) Ismael could probably feed himself but prefers the attention of being fed and Julio totally refuses to eat unless you choke it down him. It takes one nurse to feed Julio and me to tend to the other 3. Then we have 4 babes waiting to be bottle fed (quite impatiently for the most part.) Henri, Angelica, Guadelupe, and Manuel. Then everyone gets a new diaper before I go home for supper. No wonder I sink my body so joyfully into the chair at my casa!</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Here is a self portrait taken this morning to prove I am alive and well and don't have any visible diseases. My pants are a little looser and I may need to buy a belt soon. I think my face is thinner as well because after my shower you can see new vertical wrinkles in my lower cheeks. (Covered by a bit of powder for the pic.) </span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Wiebke and 2 friends were robbed Thursday evening at gunpoint. They are fine but handed over their bags and their jackets as requested. Most robberies around here involve knives as weapons and feet as getaway vehicles.These guys took off on a motorcycle.</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Then on Friday at 1 PM, a bank in the market area was held up at gunpoint. A guard shot and killed one robber. Another robber shot the guard in the arm and a female customer. They are both expected to recover. Two robbers got away on a motorcycle but there are video pix of them and they will likely be caught. This is actually uncommon for Antiqua. There are lots of minor thefts but seldom does anyone get hurt. I think it is a bit coincidental that these guys seem to match the description of the bandits who held up W and her friends.</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">I continue to be very careful, to walk only in daylight, and to be very aware and cautious of my surroundings. The country is very beautiful and the people are exceptionally kind and friendly. I love to stroll and visit ruins and gardens, to speak Spanish with the ladies in tipica skirts, and to watch the street musicians. What a good life... and I don't for a mini-moment miss the snow or cold weather! XOXO Noanie Mom</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div>Noaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02349880567880894328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223991736965653247.post-56691161896727587372012-01-28T09:33:00.000-08:002012-01-28T09:33:26.270-08:00A Walk in the Sunshine<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWO3d11SYjo49tyBP_r0_ghtqjuASQ78QlFcd2yuEeMF1bAxaOSDjkTftsArUzawyVQyFnDiUROOviFCILbuuhUy2Rk8RALs4pRZnXjmIn0Gqxo_B1XS7IiCwlUQ2wIkJ8wK5wfL5yVIE/s1600/P1000164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gda="true" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWO3d11SYjo49tyBP_r0_ghtqjuASQ78QlFcd2yuEeMF1bAxaOSDjkTftsArUzawyVQyFnDiUROOviFCILbuuhUy2Rk8RALs4pRZnXjmIn0Gqxo_B1XS7IiCwlUQ2wIkJ8wK5wfL5yVIE/s200/P1000164.JPG" width="200" /></a><span style="color: #073763; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">I got to feed Guadelupe this week. At 2 lb, she is the smallest baby I've ever held, much less fed! She does not not seem to have mastered breathing and eating at the same time. It goes like Gulp, Gulp, Gasp, Swallow, Gasp, and start over.It took about 30 min and she ate about 2 oz. On Friday, they had to put her on a warmer because she was not maintaining her body temp, and she pinked up nicely. When I get home, I may apply for a job in nursery.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We have another new little boy who came yesterday. He is a 10 yr old named Frank. He had brain surgery a short time ago and has since totally quit eating. He is so thin and emaciated that he is unable to walk or even sit up.(He grinned big however when I suggested we need a TV in his room!) His family has gome without food to get him antibiotics. His very devoted mother, in a tipica skirt, cares for him and helps us out by picking up toys etc. Please pray that we can help this awesome kid before it is too late. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiNgxF0E6j_jOQAQb4Bx8V0Ek1t-bNzwULm0beah8e8XipSkeL5-V6jgeJXconjwIiIQYUwxUSEKgoY0QW_AGIxciiu4D-dIdLVnvyd554rk5sd3KyNH4vieAR_JFyABE4TsDi53Y_jGE/s1600/P1000185.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gda="true" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiNgxF0E6j_jOQAQb4Bx8V0Ek1t-bNzwULm0beah8e8XipSkeL5-V6jgeJXconjwIiIQYUwxUSEKgoY0QW_AGIxciiu4D-dIdLVnvyd554rk5sd3KyNH4vieAR_JFyABE4TsDi53Y_jGE/s200/P1000185.JPG" width="150" /></a><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">One of the nicest things about Casa Jackson is that you meet many people from many countries. This week alone, the volunteers included people from Denmark, Sweden, Germany, France, Canada, and the US. Here is a new friend of mine from Minneapolis named Tony. He has an adopted son from Guatemala and spent a few days being "Dad" at Casa Jackson. Here he is with Henri. He and Ismael became quite close and Tony was able to really bring him out of his initial depression. Sadly, Tony had to leave this morning. I think he may become a return volunteer!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So please have a great week everyone. I am staying safe and healthy, loving the weather, the sunshine, the food, the language, and especially the babies. I DO miss all of you and ocaisionally need to squelch a bit of homesickness but overall, this is the experience of a lifetime. Love to all. Noanie-Joanne</span></div>Noaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02349880567880894328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223991736965653247.post-4105317233774156282012-01-23T14:08:00.000-08:002012-01-23T14:08:13.134-08:00The Babies<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZEWp_8CCY4WX4PeGROKGxrwGMeYAVR6CjAO2uHbIPrc2u6DI8G_wZblMvqfmyz_ZOg5TkGuh0JZOE-dp1uCwc56stLB5cwqdZxcGT-q_3KnqaeeT7wzGqwjqG5iGe4A-SNWZIK-7TcK4/s1600/P1000128.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" nfa="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZEWp_8CCY4WX4PeGROKGxrwGMeYAVR6CjAO2uHbIPrc2u6DI8G_wZblMvqfmyz_ZOg5TkGuh0JZOE-dp1uCwc56stLB5cwqdZxcGT-q_3KnqaeeT7wzGqwjqG5iGe4A-SNWZIK-7TcK4/s200/P1000128.JPG" width="200" /></a>Hi friends. Here are a few pictures of the current Casa Jackson family.This is Julio. He was one of the littlest babies when he came to Casa Jackson. Though he's grown bigger and stronger, he still has a lot of difficulty eating. He often needs to be fed spoonful by spoonful and even then he doesn't like it. He is very sweet and playful and loves every small bit of attention.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIoNuNsshMV64AB7RwRXAaUOgymCaIHWbiLOjc7tFyi3ke9erAy2BN0hkGldMNwwpZJ2aYjGSOBTb2co631_csTM1xvUbBT_bfV49PZq3yEhG3b3hcRd55d71xq4J4aeTO7J6f_cisTcw/s1600/P1000120.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" nfa="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIoNuNsshMV64AB7RwRXAaUOgymCaIHWbiLOjc7tFyi3ke9erAy2BN0hkGldMNwwpZJ2aYjGSOBTb2co631_csTM1xvUbBT_bfV49PZq3yEhG3b3hcRd55d71xq4J4aeTO7J6f_cisTcw/s200/P1000120.JPG" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Here is Cesar. He is growing rapidly and has learned to walk and to compete for toys and attention. We keep the babies until they are 110% of their optimal weight so they can lose just a wee bit during their adjustment phase of going home. While they are with us, their families are educated in nutrition and childcare, and given whatever additional help they need so that the child/ or children don't end up severely malnourished again.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This is Henri. He came to us as a 4 pounder and now must be about 10 pounds. He LOVES to eat and can be quite demanding. You can feel his strong personality especially if he wants to be held and you want to put him down. He will be leaving soon.</div><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMs9xTjDeNAWmc7WHYlMfOdrBziQf99o3EiVrcQl9gYExt0u-NxlUfM70BdVMfIR9eJ7IFMXG5-zZoBxpFHFHSYrvCxn5IutHqoi93Mw0ILUnOcgWytGeUD7ttuA4fGdPboy9_11drQU4/s1600/P1000123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" nfa="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMs9xTjDeNAWmc7WHYlMfOdrBziQf99o3EiVrcQl9gYExt0u-NxlUfM70BdVMfIR9eJ7IFMXG5-zZoBxpFHFHSYrvCxn5IutHqoi93Mw0ILUnOcgWytGeUD7ttuA4fGdPboy9_11drQU4/s200/P1000123.JPG" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLzeL08b6JpjYBpvBDB2GvO953GxzIfAFZEO6qcvlinscoJuP0Wtd44OGYTPvILirn2_Pj-eCl0P_wUuXglxOVW9kPNBvF4XyKhpcGTEY-5kt4oL3Z-h-uwioItwFcAMhCSYADy-bNkmo/s1600/P1000126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" nfa="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLzeL08b6JpjYBpvBDB2GvO953GxzIfAFZEO6qcvlinscoJuP0Wtd44OGYTPvILirn2_Pj-eCl0P_wUuXglxOVW9kPNBvF4XyKhpcGTEY-5kt4oL3Z-h-uwioItwFcAMhCSYADy-bNkmo/s200/P1000126.JPG" width="200" /></a>And this little sleeping beauty is Angelica. At 4 pounds she needs feedings every 3 hours and special attention that she is adequately warm. She cries quietly, like a kitten. </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">However, she is not the smallest baby at Casa Jackson. We have little Guadelupe who is shy of 2 pounds. Even in the US, her situation would be precarious. I don't have a picture of her since she is in isolation because of her premature imune system. Her mom and the nurse take care of her and the rest of us are content with little peeks here and there.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf_cl5AtSLeK-aTThOobMkNOj2vwu0jULHjW27NKZ6xWbCqMvHH-I7K5NLLXIVQcw4wCtUpXNXHAnNwavgn93grWPXgGGjNcWNCR2Gv_RoGcUDcKepf6qiNIL5Z-PZw9_KJuROT08XaRQ/s1600/P1000118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" nfa="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf_cl5AtSLeK-aTThOobMkNOj2vwu0jULHjW27NKZ6xWbCqMvHH-I7K5NLLXIVQcw4wCtUpXNXHAnNwavgn93grWPXgGGjNcWNCR2Gv_RoGcUDcKepf6qiNIL5Z-PZw9_KJuROT08XaRQ/s320/P1000118.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>And the blog wouldn't be complete without Alberto. He is the little boy I showed you several blogs ago. He is changing daily. He runs, speaks in sentences, feeds himself, does puzzles and colors. Unbelievable that 10 mo ago he couldn't lift up his head and never, ever smiled. His home situation is poor and he is essentially unwanted by his family. Please pray that we can find a loving situation for him.<br />
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On the home front, there was a pretty sizable earthquake off the Pacific coast of Mexico on Saturday (6.2 on the Richter Scale) We felt it moderately in Antiqua. I was talking to Nicole while laying on my bed and it began to sway. It lasted only 40 to 45 seconds so I hardly had time to be afraid.<br />
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On Sunday I went to Mass at La Merced. I was saddened by the diminishing numbers of ladies wearing the traditional tipica clothing. Alas. The pigeons were still there is generous numbers however.<br />
Luis came on Sunday evening and we went out for sandwiches and soup. (There are no meals served at my home on Sundays.) We found an autobiography Warren J had written in Spanish in 1996 on my notebook computer and we laughed for an hour at least. <br />
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It is time to find a tuc tuc (3 wheel taxi) and head for CJ for the evening shift. Have a good week. XOXO<br />
Noanie-MomNoaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02349880567880894328noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223991736965653247.post-67309786719977867242012-01-16T16:01:00.000-08:002012-01-16T16:01:15.192-08:00<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip2WQ0U7MwHqGnVA0s6VkWM2_5Kr4l03czqGdm_ltONq8dYamNpfdnPVGBq4XHiqUp7CUIG_kCboYH-O7d-GPgPAMitegYFQ7SRDeflq3HJTKTsmUh_mhsDXqZ4exJ5e_G9gAKINa3E9Q/s1600/396306_365077040175762_100000204084347_1684371_1892842613_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" kba="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip2WQ0U7MwHqGnVA0s6VkWM2_5Kr4l03czqGdm_ltONq8dYamNpfdnPVGBq4XHiqUp7CUIG_kCboYH-O7d-GPgPAMitegYFQ7SRDeflq3HJTKTsmUh_mhsDXqZ4exJ5e_G9gAKINa3E9Q/s200/396306_365077040175762_100000204084347_1684371_1892842613_n.jpg" width="150" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiHvtRGZM_z6TUBLM8o3jCXJCr8lQjta4Q3POMx__Z9z3RmmdDaj0lN34nkq5VQCfNz5MnOrfXgJtvKXB25cEzs8c7R9KCd2pj5MJmxqOzFWD75feQ_-dHp_TRCG-ox_bbc97GSVyO0yA/s1600/P1000076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" kba="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiHvtRGZM_z6TUBLM8o3jCXJCr8lQjta4Q3POMx__Z9z3RmmdDaj0lN34nkq5VQCfNz5MnOrfXgJtvKXB25cEzs8c7R9KCd2pj5MJmxqOzFWD75feQ_-dHp_TRCG-ox_bbc97GSVyO0yA/s200/P1000076.JPG" width="200" /></a></div><span style="color: #20124d;"><strong>January 16, 2012 I really love this beautiful country! I arrived very late Thurrsday night and went by jeep to my new home with Dona Margarita, her somewhat elderly spouse, and their daughter who is a medical student named Anna. My room is on the roof ! The family quarters are on the main floor, and there are 3 bedrooms (for 3 guests) and a bathroom up a long flight of concrete stairs. You should have seen me drag my 60 lb suitcase up those! Above is my room and a picture of Alberto, whom I mentioned in the last blog and saw again last Friday. He is really a keeper but has a very unfortunate home situation.</strong></span><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><strong>I have now completed two "work days." In the mornings I will be administrating the teachers in the English program. My "office" is in the library. So far I have been reading tons of material about teaching languages, methodology, policy, dicipline etc. I am learning so much and it feels good. In the afternoons, I am helping Amy, who is the volunteer director with Casa Jackson, do orientation for new volunteers. Then I get to be grandma and play, rock, and feed to my hearts content. Today, Julia and I took Alberto and Mario to the playroom on the roof (3rd floor) What a great place. I will have to send pictures.</strong></span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">In the meantime, I would like to answer the question I seem to hear most often. "What are you going to DO for a whole year in Guatemala? "</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">2.The God's Child Project also has an elementary school on the Dreamer Center site. I am hoping to do some work with the progrm to teach English. I even bought a book of little games ( like Duck, Duck, Goose) that encourage kids to make use of the language they are learning.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">4. There are everyday activities like field trips and parties, and needs like helping in the lunch area or sorting donated clothing.Sometimes it is necessary to make home visits or go shopping for supplies.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">5. Lastly, I am hoping to improve my Spanish, especially to get the grammar right so I can advance my level from that of "learner" to one of fluency. Hablo espanol.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #660000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">5a. I am bringing my Kindle which is loaded with books, newspapersand magazine subscriptions.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">5b. And maybe I'll do a bit of writing myself. :-)</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I doubt boredom will be a problem... but loneliness might be So send me a message please and I will in turn try to keep up with posts and pictures, Have a great year,I'll be thinking of you.</span></strong>Noaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02349880567880894328noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223991736965653247.post-82124991898608846522011-11-04T01:42:00.000-07:002011-11-04T21:38:28.847-07:00A Time in November<strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Dear Friends,</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It has been almost a year since I've posted on this site. I wondered if people were getting tired of my baby sweaters, and I had started to post regularly on Facebook. Life has it's seasons and I thought my current season back then was pretty much dullsville.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">On the 11th of November, my son Warren J. will be starting an adventure in the UAE. His assignment to the Arab Emirate will be for about 2 years. It is a dry, sandy country with very hot temperatures. The population is mostly Muslim. He will be working 60 or 70 hours per week, but he should have time to try out new food, a new culture, and weather that is dramatically different from home. </span></strong><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> Medical care and other amenities are excellent. I will try to send updates about him, pictures when possible, and maybe we will even let him "guest blog" once or twice.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In the meantime, back at the ranch, I have volunteered to work in Antiqua, Guatemala for the year 2012. I plan to put in some hours at the Dreamer Center Elementary School, and The Casa Jackson Center for malnourished infants and children. I have been in Guatemala as a volunteer for the God's Child Project many times over the last 19 years so this is familiar territory for me. I have seen the Project grow from a small group of kids in a farmhouse to an international organization helping provide for thousands of poor. So, I too will have things to share. I am not leaving until January 12th but there are quite a few loose ends to tie up.. Plans for my house, my dog (Lucy), my finances, my job, and most importantly my family.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I do expect to be in blogland more often this year. I will put a link on Facebook when I put up a new post, so you don 't have to remember to look here. Until then, have a great November and remember to give thanks. Noanie</span></strong>Noaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02349880567880894328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223991736965653247.post-45961388547030991122010-11-18T23:38:00.000-08:002010-11-18T23:40:03.919-08:00Miss Anja<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuZYZ-bi8IH0IaDQ5kjbco37qQMZ6eICIOF5vgVCMfE3wHaBb_lTY0cUQepmIvtydbUW9oFBgADYzetHrin3RoPsULLpzV66B2JiSSumCE7lk5amCis8HnpqM3lY9PpFxoKOQj5wSBE9g/s1600/IMG_1375.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuZYZ-bi8IH0IaDQ5kjbco37qQMZ6eICIOF5vgVCMfE3wHaBb_lTY0cUQepmIvtydbUW9oFBgADYzetHrin3RoPsULLpzV66B2JiSSumCE7lk5amCis8HnpqM3lY9PpFxoKOQj5wSBE9g/s320/IMG_1375.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>Here is a small princess wearing Noanie's Bobble Sweater. It was knit with a fine ribbon which gives it a crinkly texture and a slight sheen. Anja is 16 mo old and belongs to Andrea and Kyle. This is her first appearance in the Blog, but I expect her back because she sometimes wears a Noanie's Knits Sock Monkey hat. Stay tuned!</strong></span><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">It is definitely November in North Dakota. One of my elves (Eric) helped me paint my kitchen an olive green. It looks good against my new tile and as a "frame" for the wood in the sun room. Anything that warms things up is welcome this time of year-- and it should look nice as a background for Christmas decoration.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Have a wonderful Thanksgiving. Remember to tell at least one person that you are thankful to have them in your life. XOXO Noanie</span></strong>Noaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02349880567880894328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223991736965653247.post-76690840447978617922010-11-02T01:52:00.000-07:002010-11-06T07:06:23.453-07:00Blushing Bride<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>The wedding was beautiful, not too fussy, but very personal. The ceremony, food, decorations, and music were all superb. It was a cool, sunny day on the roaring falls and you could hear the roar from the balcony. When the wind was just right you could feel a bit of wet spray on your face.</strong></span><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #0c343d;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The cake was covered with chocolate truffles, and 2 yr old Lucas proved <span style="background-color: white;">to be a tireless dancer. There was an ongoing video that included pictures of not only the bride and groom, but many guests. Many surprised laughs were heard.</span></span></span></strong><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #660000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>Have a beautiful and fun filled November. Love to all in Blogland, Noanie</strong></span><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><strong><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;">Have a great September, filled with TIMES to REMEMBER.</span></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><strong><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;">xoxo Noanie</span></strong></div>Noaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02349880567880894328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223991736965653247.post-51893998482017268452010-08-29T20:27:00.000-07:002010-08-29T22:11:45.376-07:00August News<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirGnJ7_q-QapPRVxTbyKa0GtaGokugBGL0tsGOtQ6_hzJzz_7bGlYFTZpLaMFURWK5CjsIGNrP45b7NtkIpyBZJ8uV3hwg1ifC6c9I2r0Zl6Io3RJyjY7PdW2p80vtCjMfjNBpqawwE-Q/s1600/25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirGnJ7_q-QapPRVxTbyKa0GtaGokugBGL0tsGOtQ6_hzJzz_7bGlYFTZpLaMFURWK5CjsIGNrP45b7NtkIpyBZJ8uV3hwg1ifC6c9I2r0Zl6Io3RJyjY7PdW2p80vtCjMfjNBpqawwE-Q/s320/25.jpg" /></a></div><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>Here is Nicole and Nicholas's official engagement picture. Don't they look like a beautiful, happy young couple with great genetics and great teeth? We are also planning to publish it in the Bismarck Tribune in the next couple of weeks. I visited them in Sioux Falls last weekend and was impressed with how organized the wedding plans are, and as they finalized many of the details, I was getting more and more excited! 26 years ago, I was sure I had the smartest, prettiest baby girl that ever was, and time has simply proved me right!</strong></span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi4LgXIoTJLN6QjotMqmYdLuFg1WbsH9KxEEdZCgh0sWccSTVSE16XeSFakiC2kSWyPxX4pwSlYyXnwBpUjYGBWAuZ-GDdQYRKNSSnRIP234pt1RN8QEh010ke-f-epnpD_YVnsCP0-XI/s1600/33522_1493515252103_1060686297_1408828_6352978_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><strong><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi4LgXIoTJLN6QjotMqmYdLuFg1WbsH9KxEEdZCgh0sWccSTVSE16XeSFakiC2kSWyPxX4pwSlYyXnwBpUjYGBWAuZ-GDdQYRKNSSnRIP234pt1RN8QEh010ke-f-epnpD_YVnsCP0-XI/s320/33522_1493515252103_1060686297_1408828_6352978_n.jpg" /></span></strong></a><strong><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Marty,Sally and Lucas visited at the end of July. It was Lucas' first trip to North Dakota.. and I think he likes it a lot. He is very smart and a bit of a ham. He likes to explore and often voices his opinion on a variety of things. He had Grandma figured out in about a minute. She gives kisses, food, hugs and toys. She claps when I do funny things, and picks me up if I cry. Grandma can't wait to see them all again!</span></strong></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbjFH22pTieXt_b6X8o1DjBDlC_WR3KZXYgRBEkn7qBm114uSaszN0tPx4xC9cbLY5FACTc9i1395KajogFiPSSZn2yj_uxEvNmRje4-1tBNKmfNxKpdzkPGMxXlZVejeUSiLLZ3jEQ7E/s1600/39015_1489015019600_1060686297_1396238_1998065_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><strong><span style="color: #073763; font-size: large;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbjFH22pTieXt_b6X8o1DjBDlC_WR3KZXYgRBEkn7qBm114uSaszN0tPx4xC9cbLY5FACTc9i1395KajogFiPSSZn2yj_uxEvNmRje4-1tBNKmfNxKpdzkPGMxXlZVejeUSiLLZ3jEQ7E/s320/39015_1489015019600_1060686297_1396238_1998065_n.jpg" /></span></strong></a><strong><span style="color: #073763; font-size: large;">There was a wedding shower for Nicole on Aug 31st in Minnetonka, MN arranged by Sally, and Nicole's special friend, Megan. It was a warm, beautiful day and we were at a resort on the lake in a screened in porch area. Here is a picture with two of her Arnason cousins, Jackie and Ann. We sure have pretty girls!</span></strong></div><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyL89bEPEs-dpw6EgMBybZDTpyCh0aicxn1XKiums5V3qkTRrLEYvV_j0q2q6d6X_pAajvV781qwhRNdoyIvkTVxp5lIttldeXZYiYxNu5K6W_oLF5Cs3vXgx1Pqko9hEcaQ-8XzaXZlQ/s1600/40331_1493512172026_1060686297_1408819_5367018_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyL89bEPEs-dpw6EgMBybZDTpyCh0aicxn1XKiums5V3qkTRrLEYvV_j0q2q6d6X_pAajvV781qwhRNdoyIvkTVxp5lIttldeXZYiYxNu5K6W_oLF5Cs3vXgx1Pqko9hEcaQ-8XzaXZlQ/s320/40331_1493512172026_1060686297_1408819_5367018_n.jpg" /></span></a><strong><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">In July, Nicole and Nicholas had water problems at their new house in Sioux Falls, SD. It was a big mess, and I felt bad for them. WELL, on August 2nd, we had a quick but violent storm in Bismarck, and I too had water throughout my basement. Nicole messaged her advice: Call the insurance company and a restoration company, and do it right NOW. So this is a picture of MY poor basement. The drama is not over either. The restoration guys had dehumififiers, and dryers down here for almost two weeks, and tonight I found WATER under the stairs. I had boxes of halloween costumes, stuffed toys, school pictures, old papers etc etc that were totally soaked. At least N and N did NOT have 50 years of accumulated "stuff." I guess this is God and nature's way of telling me this stuff needs to go. I am keeping the garbage guys busy.</span></strong><br />
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