Friday, February 25, 2011
If it Looks Like a Fish
hoddeok. He pulled out some kleenex then wanted to practice his English on us. He took this picture of us, with my camera. At one point during our excursion Kyler thought it would be a grand idea to run into the street as a motorcycle came racing by. I don't know how he wasn't hit. The driver freaked out and stopped to see if he was OK. Hunter ran out in front of a car at night a while back, and Tristan did in the parking garage at church not too long ago, giving our branch president's wife a fright. They must all have a mission in life, as they've survived thus far!
Dean's instructor gave him 36/36 on his paper that he turned in recently, and told the class how great it was and that she was going to submit it to be a finalist for the best paper overall. There are something like 140 people in the course total, broken into smaller classes. He was embarrassed by all the attention, but he really did work hard on it. We're down to three weeks until he is home.