Mercy Ships

Mercy Ships
The largest NGO hospital ship in the world providing free medical care to the forgotten poor

Monday, December 28, 2015

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas to my friends far and near! Christmas is a joyous season on the ship with many fun activities to celebrate. Here is a glimpse of some of them:

The Academy Staff Christmas Party


The Junior High/High School Team.
Front Row: Myriam (French), Floor (P.E./Computers), Kim (English), Robert (Science)
Back Row: David (Principal), Me (Math)


I decorated my classroom door for Christmas, complete with a Christmas Math
 Challenge based on the 12 Days of Christmas.

Decorating cookies at the Academy Christmas party

Running the Jingle Bell Dash - a 2k run from our dock to the port gate and back.
 This is Maya, my running partner. She is an excellent pace-setter!


Christmas Carols by Candlelight - led by our Australian crew
 (complete with a few special Aussie carols and a blow up kangaroo)

Making treats for a Christmas party
Me and my bunkmate, Tam. They don't have white Christmasses in Madagascar!

My family sent my stocking from home! They are amazing because they had to send
it by August for it to get here in time! This is the window in my cabin.

The ship tradition is to put your shoe outside your cabin on Christmas Eve.
Then everyone goes around leaving little gifts and candy in each other's shoes. 

Gingerbread House Making



I'll close this post with a poem that sparked my interest this Advent. May the joy of Emmanuel - God with us - fill your life this year.



                          O Adonai

Unsayable, you chose to speak one tongue,
Unseeable, you gave yourself away,
The Adonai, the Tetragramaton
Grew by a wayside in the light of day.
O you who dared to be a tribal God,
To own a language, people and a place,
Who chose to be exploited and betrayed,
If so you might be met with face to face,
Come to us here, who would not find you there,
Who chose to know the skin and not the pith,
Who heard no more than thunder in the air,
Who marked the mere events and not the myth.
Touch the bare branches of our unbelief
And blaze again like fire in every leaf.
       
~Malcolm Guite