Inroads...

HI,
We're back in Kiev and back to work. We've spent some time at the U lately helping students with their English. It's such a big job learning another language that it's no wonder that those people who can afford to hire a native speaker of the target language to be a nanny for their children.
For the students we're helping it's just another subject and I don't envy them, just as they probably don't envy us as we continue to trudge through Ukrainian. We could very much use your prayers for our ability and determination to keep up the pace. (Russian is still a very easy default settting so it's difficult to force yourself to say some small thing in Ukrainian that you understand, only to be answered in Ukrainian with words you don't understand.)
Also remember the students and teachers we have contact with. We want to be useful there.

Well, I guess a while back I said I'd talk about Ski Ministry. NOW, before you say, "Yeah, right!" let me tell you that Mount Kiev (ok, it's not a 'mount' exactly, but Bunny Hill Kiev just sounds unkind) is located about 10 minutes away by public transportation. 10 runs cost a whopping $3.65 by today's exchange rate. If you read the letter I wrote about meeting Taya, it was there on the slope that we met.
This week I rode the t-bar with Yura who invited me to go to the sauna with him and his three friends. He said he'd call this Monday to set up the place near a subway station to meet them as they drove there. In the attempt to make contact this is one that I happen to enjoy the most and also seems pretty effective since, once you get on the lift with someone, their pretty much forced to talk to you for the next 3 minutes that it takes to get up the hill.

So there's that. Thanks for reading. We're encouraged to see our 'hits-counter' keeping track of our readers and are glad you're reading along.