I am back! It's been pretty crazy whirlwind here. I arrived in Bucharest for me to leave a week later to go to camp training then to head to camp in Ukraine right after that... So three weeks total I have been gone.
1. Before we had left, they had described the camp making it sound like a communist jail. Even though we did only have three showers to 40+ girls, only one real toilet (the rest were squat-y potties), and veggies and fruits were served limited. It didn't seem too bad. Which was a huge relieve.
2. Before I left for Ukraine I was told none of them knew English. Which was true a lot of them didn't know any English. These Ukrainians were actually Romanians because after World War II when the border line of Ukraine and Romania moved, leaving a lot of Romanian families in Ukraine. So all these kids know Romanian, Ukrainian, and Russian (cause Ukraine was under Russia during their communism period) but no English. So the first week or so of camp, I was rather lonely with no one to talk to but I met two of the Ukraine camp counselors who knew English and I was so thankful for them to take some time to talk to me.
3. You can imagine that it was little tough for me. And I was questioning how much I was really helping out throughout all of camp. But the last night of camp 22 campers rededicated their lives to Christ. And I was reminded that if I hadn't been watching the kids. One of the leaders would have missed out on the opportunity to speak to one of the kids. Through out it all God really has a purpose for my life. Lesson learned.
