Perry

Sorry to say it, but I heard some bad news. Mom was walking up the steps to our house (in Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada), when she stumbled and fell. As far as I know, from this accident, she has a broken wrist and severed tendon. Surgery either happened yesterday or will happen today. Prayers would be appreciated as they can be uttered.

I sure am glad for the lighter schedule. The classes I am left with are wrenchingly frustrating at times, but at least there is a lighter load. Top of the list, ironically, is the class where most the students are absolutely dead. They sit there and say nothing. You try to make the questions as answerable as possible, and still they sit there like bumps on a log. Extremely, exasperatingly frustrating! But that's it for this week, folks.

God willing, I and some people from an English Bible study will climb Gwahnahk Mountain, about a "stone's throw" from my appartment. If God will, again, we will come back to my place, make spaghetti, and maybe even study the Bible a bit.

I skipped a unit in a textbook we are scrambling to finish - a) because we did not have time to do it; b) in honour of Perry F. Rockwood. One of my students asked me who Perry F. Rockwood was. I said he was a radio preacher in Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada who hates TV. The Unit was entitled, "What's on TV." I said, "I can understand why Perry hates TV. There ARE some good things on TV, but there are also some bad things. Be careful with that old TV." Bye for now,

Daniel