March 18
After the school and work portion of our day, we walked to a indoor flea market kind of place where many vendors had booths with new merchandise in the same building. We bought a few items for the kids so we would have something different to do at the orphanage today.
When Sergei picked us up at 2, our coordinator was with him and said that the city guardianship council had passed a new rule, and we had to sign a form agreeing to provide written updates on the kids at 3 months post-adoption and annually after that. We were going to stop at a notary on the on the way over to see the kids and get the document sealed. “No problem”, we thought. Boy were we wrong….the notary was an hour late, and then wanted to argue with our coordinator over every sentence in the document. We kept looking at our watches, watching our visitation time slip away. Two hours later, we were finally free. We are going to have to tactfully let everyone know that our time with the kids needs to be off limits to other things. While paperwork and singing groups are necessary and fine, the kids are the reason we are here and those few hours are the best part of our day.
Some of you have asked about sending things over here. Unfortunately, with the cost of shipping and the high duties the govt. charges on "imports", about the only way to get something here affordably is to send it as baggage in somebody's suitcase.
Russ
Shortly after we got back to the flat, the phone rang and it was Shopan. Her husband works for Interlink and live on the 4th floor of this building. She said she’d come up in 1 minute. True to her word, she showed up about 1 minute later with the Kazakh meal she had cooked for us. It’s always interesting trying to speak with Shopan and Abyem because they speak Kazkah, a little Russian and a little English. With many hand gestures, we can usually communicate. We thanked them, she said “Bon Appetite!” and we sat down to eat our dinner. It was steamed dumplings with meat, potatoes, onions and carrots inside. It was some of the best food I’ve ever eaten. You dip the dumplings in a room temperature fresh tomato puree.
We washed her dishes and Brooke and I went down on to the 4th floor and used the few Kazakh words we know to say “Thank You” and very good. Then we invited their 3 daughters to come up to our flat to watch some Looney Tune cartoons. After walking them back to the 4th floor, we called it a night.
As part of the apartment arrangement, Shopan cleans once a week and she’s prepared a menu with prices where we can order dinners. After last night’s meal, we’ll definitely be ordering some more meals!
Wendy
When Sergei picked us up at 2, our coordinator was with him and said that the city guardianship council had passed a new rule, and we had to sign a form agreeing to provide written updates on the kids at 3 months post-adoption and annually after that. We were going to stop at a notary on the on the way over to see the kids and get the document sealed. “No problem”, we thought. Boy were we wrong….the notary was an hour late, and then wanted to argue with our coordinator over every sentence in the document. We kept looking at our watches, watching our visitation time slip away. Two hours later, we were finally free. We are going to have to tactfully let everyone know that our time with the kids needs to be off limits to other things. While paperwork and singing groups are necessary and fine, the kids are the reason we are here and those few hours are the best part of our day.
Some of you have asked about sending things over here. Unfortunately, with the cost of shipping and the high duties the govt. charges on "imports", about the only way to get something here affordably is to send it as baggage in somebody's suitcase.
Russ
Shortly after we got back to the flat, the phone rang and it was Shopan. Her husband works for Interlink and live on the 4th floor of this building. She said she’d come up in 1 minute. True to her word, she showed up about 1 minute later with the Kazakh meal she had cooked for us. It’s always interesting trying to speak with Shopan and Abyem because they speak Kazkah, a little Russian and a little English. With many hand gestures, we can usually communicate. We thanked them, she said “Bon Appetite!” and we sat down to eat our dinner. It was steamed dumplings with meat, potatoes, onions and carrots inside. It was some of the best food I’ve ever eaten. You dip the dumplings in a room temperature fresh tomato puree.
We washed her dishes and Brooke and I went down on to the 4th floor and used the few Kazakh words we know to say “Thank You” and very good. Then we invited their 3 daughters to come up to our flat to watch some Looney Tune cartoons. After walking them back to the 4th floor, we called it a night.
As part of the apartment arrangement, Shopan cleans once a week and she’s prepared a menu with prices where we can order dinners. After last night’s meal, we’ll definitely be ordering some more meals!
Wendy
posted by The Petersons at 7:36 PM
2 Comments:
Hey Guys!
This is such an awsome thing you all are doing! I am going to look for a new post EVERY DAY. It is so encouraging to hear about everything and to have daily updates. It is sort of sensational news (in the good way) here on The Farm, and as I'm the Internet Guru, I'm keeping everyone up 2 date... Anyways, I need to hit the hay, but looking forward to the next posting!!!
My love to all of you,
Dane
Russ & Wendy
I feel like a new father even though I am a new Grand father.God is so good,He has given our family many blessings by trusting in Him.
Wendy get the recipe for the meal you had last night, we can use it camping.Grand Ma says its time to wrap up the full time job and go camping a bit.
Russ, I wanted to know what was the occupations in Taraz? Is there farning? Truck equipment? etc. I am a little like Jack-V I want to know how it works.
Russ, I think I will look for a Rooster alarm clock, so you will remember the cock-a-doodle-do from Taraz. At least you can control when you want the Rooster to crow.
Love and prayers
Papa Jack
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