Gracelyn Sparks

Hello everyone! It's me again. 👋👋 But in this post, I have some guests! I'm using code names for them as Joy and Faith. Say hello! Joy: Hi! Faith: Hey! Me: Where are you guys originally from and what are you guys doing here in Mozambique? Faith: South Africa, and we are missionaries. Joy: I am from North Carolina and we are also missionaries. Me: What is your favorite word in Portuguese (the language of Mozambique) ? Joy: Almofada, which means pillow! Faith: Tartarooga, which means turtle. Me: What is your favorite thing to do in Mozambique? Joy: Cooking, the Mozambican foods are fun to make! Faith: I like snorkeling, you can see so many pretty things. Me: Last question, what are you looking forward to this year? Joy: MK Camp! I'm finally turning 12, so I can go! Faith: I don't know! I guess everything!!??? Me: Say bye! Faith: Tchau! Joy: Bye! Photo Booth Time!!!!!! This is Faith! Here's Joy! (See Tabitha photo bom...

As we have been in Africa for about 2 months, we've had a lot of culture shock. Some bad, but for a foodie like me, some good! We have a house worker named Silva and he makes coconut rice with a sauce. It tastes like heaven. LITERALLY! We have also tried a substance similar to rice called xima. It is like gooey, melted rice. I prefer real rice, but it actually isn't that bad. I feel bad for all those many, many posts I have done without pictures. I hope you enjoy the roll in this post, because I may not do another post like this again. Sorry. Things have been so busy, but I thank those people that have kept my blog in their bookmarks and are following my story, post by post. And now, for the moment you've been waiting for, the PICTURES!!!!! 😌😌😂😂 Us and our friends from church: Sandra (in green) and Tunia (beside Tabitha) Xima, it's not rice, but it's not bad either Our first candle lit dinner, only the special occasion was the power was out. Funny...

About a week ago, we were going to the market and we were looking at some clothes. As we walked to the next stall, a man asked Dad something in Portuguese, and Dad responded. Turns out, he was asking to have me as his wife! But Dad responded by saying, "But she's only 11." A few minutes later, at another stall, a man told Tabitha he missed her very much. Wow. Our colleagues' daughter Janna-Kate told me that this happens often. Language class is going good, we've learned a lot. Today I prayed my first prayer in Portuguese. I thank you guys for your prayers. Chtau!