Wednesday, December 22, 2010

mister traveler

We have a great English teacher, who makes us laugh every day; he tells us stories about his travels, where did he go, where did he stay and what did he see. Yesterday he told us about Niah caves from one of his journeys.
About thirty years ago, mister Hedley visited the Niah Caves in Sarawak in East Malaysia with his wife Mary and his daughter Katie. They travelled by his own car Nissan Datsun. They set out at 9:00 am from Bandar Seri Begawan, the capital of Brunei. They crossed two large rivers by ferry. After lunch they got into a small boat to their government rest house and they rested in it that night with a small group of scientists who lived in the rest house, and shared the cold drinks with them.On the next day they left the rest home and crossed the jungle until they saw the cave. It is so dark and smelled stinky inside so the men had lights on their hats. They saw men who climbed trying to get birds' nests at the top. At that time they didn’t’ know why they tried to take it; they sell it to Chinese because Chinese make bird’s nest soup. After that adventure they returned to the rest house and they said goodbye to their friends
Mister Hedley said everything was good but the best thing was when he saw the men climbing to get the birds' nests. 
  

Monday, December 6, 2010

Miraculous happening

I look back upon my life and realize that if it were not for God, I would be dead. On one tragic day, God was protecting me. It’s amazing that something so simple could turn into something so deadly and unexpected. With this in mind I will begin to tell you my miraculous story.

 During one winter day last year, my friends and I were alone in the desert. My friends did not have winter clothes and I too. Therefore, it was very difficult for us to remain warm. It was very cold during this time, so we wanted to start a fire. I thought I knew how to start a fire in the fireplace, but I guess I really did not.It was Impossible for them to give me the right directions because they didn’t know too .I forgot to open the chimney chute, and one of  my friends turned on the gas all the way , causing the gas to leak out. When I lit the match, I was consumed in fire. A strange yet very comfortable feeling rushed over me and the gas and fire retreated back rather than spreading like it should have. I know it was the hand of God that protected me.

So I asked myself if God did not help me and protect me I would be dead by now.