English Camp

Camp was almost a month ago and I'm sorry about the late update. Right after camp everything seemed to happen at once so I plain forgot about updating my blog. Anyway, Camp was really fun. I had a good group both for conversation and English, my conversation group made a killer video that was better than anyone else's. :) God still does work miracles and I see it every year at camp. People come in hating God and go out loving him, or at least wanting to. I'll post some pics as soon as I can. For some reason, I'm having problems. No surprise there. :)

Greg had to leave from camp early because he had to work, but he let me stay longer so I could converse with my compatriots some more, which was really nice, but if I had known what was going to happen, I would have just gone home when Greg did. I went home with a Polish family. To protect the identities of those involved I won't mention there names, but probably most of you could guess who they were in one or two guesses. We ended up getting in a really bad car accident. No one was hurt, thank God, but we were all quite upset. We had swerved a little to far to the leaft and hit the on-coming car. Glass shattered everywhere, and I really wasn't frightened because I hadn't been paying attention at all to the road. Just a little startled I was. Before I surveyed the damage, I'd had high hopes that the car was still driveable. Alas, it wasn't. The left front tire was completely blown out and coming off the car and the front axle was broken. We ended up waiting nearly two hours, beside the highway with two little kids who wanted to play in the street, in the hot sun for someone to rescue us. Eventually we made it home and I burst into tears when I saw Greg because I thought I was never going to see him again.

We also started working on an immigrants visa for me and a green card for him. I had to go to Kraków and apply in person for his greencard. The man whom I spoke with at the American Consulate, was Polish, and so disagreeable he nearly had me in tears, however, I was too offended to cry. He became suddenly angry with me for not having certain documents that I didn't know I needed. I had read and reread the instructions for petitioning for a greencard and was certain I had everything I needed, but I learned that when you petition in Poland, there are extra requirements. Finally the man got sick of arguing with me and told me to sit down and wait for the Consul. I was determined to leave with good news. The Consul, was of course American, and explained everything to me very nicely. He asked me questions and when he found out that Greg and I are planning to live here he turned to the Polish man and said, "See? They're living here, they're not just going to rush off to America right away." The Polish man looked so embarassed and treated me with much more respect after that. Apparently he had seen me as a little punk who was stealing Polish citizens. He even smiled at me when I told him thank you. All in all, it was successful. I need to send a few more documents to the consulate and then they'll accept my petition.

We're going to Legnica tomorrow to see about my immigrant visa. Hopefully everything will go well.