The Great Expedition

Day one of VBC is over! The day turned out to be a lot more hectic than we originally thought. For reals, these kids have close to zero discipline. If I had my way, I would take each kid aside and discipline them like heck until they can learn to obey instructions, then they can return with the rest of the group. The only person that I really liked was Abigail’s friend Isabella. She’s also the only non-Asian girl in the whole camp. I kind of felt bad for her because during certain parts of the day Abby abandoned her friend to be with her cousins, so during those times I sat with her. She was the most tentative throughout the day, the most helpful, and the best behaved. I’m really glad we were able to award her today with her good behavior. I hope she can be a good model to all the other little monsters. They’re really not bad kids, they just haven’t gotten enough discipline.

A lot of times when I look at the behaviors of these kids, it makes me realize how good of a kid I was, haha. Not that I’m trying to brag, but I guess it has to do a lot with the difference in generations. Technology access these days is turning the kids into robots more and more. It’s already hard enough to control kids as it is now, I wonder what I’m going to do when I do become a parent. What new kind of game console or entertainment will the taint the innocent brains of my poor children? I think they should grow up in Taiwan for a bit like I did, that way they get to feel strict discipline. Then maybe I’ll move to the states and hopefully they’ll appreciate life a lot more. Or the other way around.

I don’t think I have spent a lot of time recently praying for specific individuals. I mean I have, but I feel like most of the time I’m just going through a list quickly. It kind of dawned of me just now that there is a good amount of people I know who I really should be praying for. But at the same time it seems like such and exhausting task. I suppose the best way to go about this is to pray for different people on different days. Something about my routine doesn’t feel quite right, and I really don’t know how to fix it. Maybe I’m focusing too much on the logistic of things and I’m missing the whole point.