Does Anyone Know a Good Mime School?

Ok, so first, let me clarify my top ten...there was actually more to that post, but for whatever reason it got cut off. I wanted to add that it hasn't really been THAT cold here, so don't feel too sorry for me. In fact, it's been colder back in Ohio than it has here! Amber and I were just a wee bit bored Saturday night.
So, now that that's all cleared up...
Not too much going on here these days. We finished full-time language learning this past Friday and now will go two days a week until June. So, that means we have the remaining three days of the free for now. Classes just started back up at the University last week (their semesters run Oct-Feb and Feb-July...different) so we haven't been able to start anything out there just yet. We're still waiting to hear back about getting a room reserved before we start publicizing and inviting stuents. It's only our second day without language class, but it's a little weird. We kind of sat around yesterday wondering "ok, what do we do now???" We definitely found plenty to do today, though! We did quite a few different things and had some kind of frustrating language experienes. Living in a different culture is so very...um, different. It's so strange to not be able to communicate with people. I mean, just think about not being able to ask for what you want at a store, so you go for "plan B"; not being able to help people out when they ask a question; or wondering how frustrated the people behind you in line are when the cashier is clearly asking you for something, but you have NO idea what; or just not being able to make "small talk" with a sweet old lady on the bus...it can be SO frustrating at times, and today was kind of one of those days. The sweet news is that at one point in the day when we were indeed in a long line for monthly bus tickets and being asked for something that we didn't understand, a really sweet high school girl stepped up and asked, in english, if she could help. God is good! And, another encouraging experience is that we met our neighbors and they are a couple around my parent's age and he has lived in New York and Chicago, speaks great english, and offered to help us at any time with anything we need...which they really mean in Poland; that's not just an empty offer like it sometimes is in the states; they really expect you to ask them to help out and we're already making a list! =)
So far, I've learned SO much from living in another culture. I think it would be great for everyone to experience, even if it's just spending some time in an "ethnic" part of town or something. I can see how wrong I've been in how I thought about non-english speakers in the states. To be honest, I had some prejudice, thinking they should know how to speak english if they want to live there and thinking less of them because they don't speak my language. How wrong is that?! Sadly, it's the truth. But, here I am, feeling the same way...in a country whose language I can barely speak, totally dependent on their patience and kindness and help, yet knowing that I'm not an ignorant or incapable person. Let's just say it's been a humbling experience, which is probably good =) It's also been, thus far, an amazing time of seeing God's faithfulness day after day. I've been keeping a journal (which grandma D gave me for Christmas) of the things that I've prayed for and seen God do or ways He's provided while I've been here and I looked back through it the other night and I'm amazed. He is so faithful and merciful, even in the littlest things. He has promised to provide for me and to lead me as My Shepherd, so I'll continue to plug along at this language and remember that
" If I ride the wings of the morning, if I dwell by the farthest oceans even there Your hand will guide me, and Your strength will support me." Psalm139:9-10