Monday, June 23, 2008


Today felt like a few years because it was full of so much information. And not enough caffeine. And not enough sleep last night.

But this is an amazing amazing program (even weighed against San Bernardino, the San Andreas Fault, and the cockroaches).

Never in my life have I been able to study grammar for four hours every day. (Yes, that does truly make me happy.)

It's funny to watch some of my classmates react (with horror) to the demands of an 8am-10pm school day with heaps of homework and pretty much no breaks during the day. For me, it feels a lot like the workshops we had in law school, or like the workload for the World Journalism Institute or, to a lesser extent (because they were really easy on us) to Oxford. So I am grateful to have survived those experiences already coming in to this one.

Just now in calligraphy class we saw a proverb (well, some people saw the proverb; other people saw a bunch of really pretty swirligigs) that said something like "there have been days that made me cry, and days that I have cried wishing for those days." Not so poetic in English (especially without swirligigs), but I think it will make sense to everyone.

Today I am feeling the generosity of the gifts of a loving Heavenly Father Who blesses us with His plan in ways we would never anticipate.


Mommy said...

I like your proverb better, but it reminded me of this:

I walked a mile with Pleasure,
She chattered all the way;
But left me none the wiser
For all she had to say.

I walked a mile with Sorrow
And ne'er a word said she;
But the things I learned from her
But oh, the things I learned from her
When sorrow walked with me.

--Robert Browning Hamilton

danay said...

I'm glad the program is proving itself to be so amazing despite the lack of information beforehand.

I've been thinking about that proverb all morning. I've had days of crying when I despaired and pitied myself and I've had days of crying when I rested in my Father's care and known His goodness and sovereignty in the situation. It's the nearness of God in those latter days of tears that I long for.

Enjoy that grammar! It sounds as if your Arabic grammar text will be as well loved as the coverless one you held dear in years past.

Aura said...