Johnny Appleseed's Festival

9/18
Johnny Appleseed's Festival
 
 
Johnny Appleseed, also known as John Chapman, lived 1774-1845. He was a kind man who introduced apple trees to  large parts of PennsylvaniaOntarioOhioIndiana, and Illinois, as well as the northern counties of present-day West Virginia. He became an American legend while still alive.. and now he has an annual festival in Fort Wayne. It was a very crowded and muddy festival with the focuse on food, crafts and some fun events like a magic show (Brianna - do you remember the awesome elephant trick?). Ally, Brianna, Stephen and I attended. I got to try my first caramel apple (a little too sweet in my opinion), root beer (*polite no than you*), sugar & snickerdoodle cookies (and they ended up making them on sale the moment before Brianna bought them!) and a beef stew.. which I found out was cold after I bought it (quite a dissapointment). It was a super cute and cozy festival. I really enjoyed my stay there.
When I was walking out of Brianna's car, I ended up cracking my phone out of excitment for the three cookies Brianna got me.. Oops. 
 
Momentum
Claire came to momentum and that made me really excited! Today's youth group was very special. Instead of just sitting in a room, we took actions - we devided into groups and jumped into vans. A leader drove us around the city and our job was to show love by asking people to pray for them. On the way to our destination we were asked to look for a sign - maybe we felt like someone with the name Jen was having stomach problems, or a man in a green shirt needed some prayers. I had never done anything like it before so I was a little nervous. We ended up by a playground, trying to talk to a boy in a red shirt.. but none of us knew what to say. After somewhat of a fail, Claire, a new guy named Jessie, his friend Bear and I stumble upon a condo with yellow flowers by the door and the number 112. Claire had told Jessie earlier how she felt a pretty strong connection to the number 12 and the color yellow.. Our youth group leader had told us not to knock on houses but the sign seemed so strong.. we could not miss the chance. The new guy Jessie ended up convincing Adriana so the four of us ended up knocking on a stranger's door. He asked us to pray for getting rid of evil. We wrote down the name of his family members so we could continue having him in thought. It was a great experience, kind of far out of my comforte zone.. but I am glad I did it. Back at church we split into small groups and prayed for each other. The night was all about love.
 
 
 
 
 
 

Kids Against Hunger

Saturday 9/17
Had to get up really early (and I went to bed at 1.00. a.m!) because I was heading to a food packing event by the organization "Kids Against Hunger"! Together with 37 other groups, we packed over 100,000 lunches to people starving in the Philippines. My job was to put soy protein into a plastic bag. Ended up getting a lot of food in my pocket afterwards.. After the event, I went with my packing group to breakfast/lunch. I ordered a taco salad - it was big and it made me very pleased.
 
When I came back home I jumped into the shower and met Sarah for the first time. She is Caleb's (my host brother) wife. They also brought their puppy.. she is so cute. We ate dinner and for desert we had Chocolate pudding cake! Sue's take on the Swedish "kladdkaka". Yum!
 
I was planning on going to bed early, but Kelli reached out and asked if I wanted to go to the mall. Of course I could not resist! It was her birthday! Kelli has a great fashion sense and she picked out some great clothes from me - which I ended up not being able to buy because my debit card does not work at Forever21.. Hm. We also went into a halloween store and that was really entertaining!
 
 
 
 
 
 

This is what happiness looks like

I am a simple kind of girl. Friday September 16 was totally my kind of night. Claire and I was planning on attending Zech's (have I mentioned him on my blog yet? If not, he is one of my friends. We became friends when I was on my first mission for the yearbook) tennis match. The problem was that Claire was already at school taking a test and practicing a song.. and her phone died. So I could not reach her. Thankfully the other exchange student Juwana was also planning on attending the match, so I rode with her there. There were not really any students there.. I sat with Juwana and a freshman named Gaeron. He told me that cheering was not allowed at tennis matches and I totally believed him (everyone is so quite!). Still no sight of Claire. However, my friend Brianna texted me and asked if I wanted to go out to eat at a restaurant called Manchino's. Since I had not heard from Claire, I told her yes - pick me up at school. Seconds after Claire exits the school building and Brianna arrives. The three of us decides to go to Manchino's together. The tennis match ends and we go over to talk to Zech and his team mate Dwight. Rain starts pouring and I just run straight into Claire's car. We drive to Manchino's and since I just ate I am not even close to hungry. I order a half order of bread sticks, which I later found out is three huge baguettes of bread with butter on them and pasta sauce on the side.. Since I hate throwing away food I just ate it. Turns out Claire and Brianna are pretty similar - they both said the same word at the same time, it was pretty funny. They also happened to have a similar taste in music. 
 
"I don't get the yolk". /Linnea - the swede with bad pronunciation skills
"Linnea, you crack me up." /Claire - the American who enjoys bad puns
 
After a while Zech texted us asking if we want to hang out. The problem is that he does not drive a car. We had not finished eating and did not want to leave our food, so Claire and I leave Brianna alone to go pick him up. A little easier than said, because we could not really find the way to his condo. Eventually we do, and by that point Brianna is slightly freaking out because she ends up being the only costumer in the restaurant. 
 
The four of us stayed there for a while - talking about everything and nothing at all. Singing ABC's. At 8.5.. p.m. Brianna had to leave, because of cross country the following day. Claire, Zech and I stayed. We did stupid, funny dares and made a bit of a mess. We stayed there until Zach, one of the workers who also happens to be a senior at New Haven, told us that they were closing. Zech suggest that we go on a walk in his neighborhood but Claire is not really up for it. Instead we stay in her car, parked outside Zech's condo. We tilted the chairs back and layed in her car.. I could have fallen asleep in the backseat (as long as I did not sit on her notes!). We looked at the clouds - stars were hard to see because it was pretty dizzy. We told each other horror stories (I hate the one about the lick from the dog under the bed!) and two funny stories - one about purple plastic penguins and the other about prom. And then the three of us just randomly starts singing "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star".. oh well. I even realized that I have totally forgotten the Swedish lyrics to the song.. We also got to meet Zech's family before I had to return because of curfew at midnight. 
 
The best kind of friendship is when you meet people you can be yourself around and still be accepted. I have known these people for about a month, and I already feel like they bring out the best of me.