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By Grace .
12/13/07
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Tuesday July 8, 2007
San Jose CA.

I was given this journal along with the rest of the people going to Africa on our missions trip. My pastor said he would like us to record all that happens on the journey. This will be my first time I will set foot out of California. I am quite nervous. We leave on Friday.

Friday July 11, 2007
Somewhere over the ocean

We had quite the adventure today before we left. First, our leader, John, forgot his ticket at his house so he was late getting to the church. Which is where we were supposed to meet. Then, we found out we had gotten on the wrong taxi, so we had to get another taxi.

After that, we missed our flight. I swear the instant we got there the flight number was being called. Last, the man behind the desk who was supposed to check us in looked as if he was about to fall asleep, so he had no idea what he was supposed to do. We tried to help him a bit.

Now, we are finally sitting on our plane and on our way to Africa. I keep thinking how terrible it would be if we blew up or something.

Tuesday July 15, 2007
Africa

We are now in Africa and are traveling to the nearest village. We didn’t spend long at the airport, but we did give the people some Bibles and the Good News. I am told we aren’t far from a village. I couldn’t spell or pronounce the name so I didn’t write it here. I honestly hope we don’t run into a snake. I am deathly afraid of them.

Wednesday July 16, 2007
Africa, close to the village I am told

Another mile or so, John says. I am so glad we are close to the village. I am unable to sleep. The most terrible thing happened today. I was beginning to think we were home free and would be safe. I was horrendously wrong.

We were crossing a rather deep river and we all had crossed except for the youngest in our group, Sam. Right as he reach the center or the river he was pulled under by something. We were all starring at the spot he disappeared until finally John got his bearings and jumped back in the river. Others followed one by one.

I just stood there; I almost fainted when he reappeared. For coiled around him in a death grip was a boa constrictor. John and most everybody else jumped in and started to do something, anything, to get rid of the terrible snake.

I knew I couldn’t stand there and watch. So I tried to over come my fear and I ran down the slope to the river and crabbed a coil. I twisted it and squeezed it until finally we managed to rescue Sam. The constrictor let go and sized us up, apparently it thought we were to much and decided to search for easier prey.

Sam went limp, as if he were going to faint. His father picked him up and carried him most of the way before we stopped to camp. Sam was fine once he rested. I hate snakes even more.

Thursday July 17, 2007
Our fist destination

Today we reached our first destination. As we neared the village cheers filled the air. Out of the bushes came a swarm of people they were chanting four words over and over again. “The Church is here! The Church is here!” I felt soo happy and pleased. Now for the preaching.

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