Battling the enemy

Sweat mixes with smell of fear as he prepares for battle. His tiny eyes assess the war zone. Though defeat is certain, a small, lingering thought of victory gives him hope. The plan is simple; pretend to be dead until the enemy felt comfortable, then attack. As he lays in wait, he thinks to himself how good his plan is. Though laying on his back exposes his most vital organs to the enemy, he is ready to flip in a moments notice. Staying still in one position so long is relaxing, and after a few minutes he drifts off to sleep. Then, the senses are pushed to the max all at once. Hearing:a piercing scream that threatens to deafen him from the start, rupturing his eardrums in an instant. Seeing: a stream of liquid pours down on him, filling his eyes and burning his sight away forever. Feeling: a flood so massive covering his body, so all he can do is writhe on the floor, trying to flip on to his stomach as he is plastered to the ground. Smelling: is nose is filled with liquid, causing his breath to sputter and stop suddenly. Tasting: the poisonous spray fills his mouth, lungs, and the rest of his body, trying to end him as quickly as possible. Though he should be dead, for the next five minutes he twitches and tries to move, causing the enemy to repeat the screaming and spraying cycle. The hard life of a cockroach.
For the past six days, each morning there has been a lone cockroach laying on our kitchen floor. We don't know why it happens every morning, and we don't know why there is always just one left behind. Though they appear dead, we spray them to be sure and always find that they are not. Comparatively, these cockroaches aren't as bad as the ones that sprint across our kitchen counters, hoping to get to safety before we spot them and destroy them. Ah, the life in Palau. In other news, yesterday our traditional Friday trip to Emimalea was slightly different than normal. After finishing with lunch, Tami and I left Ben and Jeanine so we could run over to the bakery and get some bread. While picking out what we wanted a man came and started talking to us. He was...very friendly. He asked about where we were from and once he heard San Francisco, proclaimed that he lived there for 20 years and loved the "city of love". At this point a VERY angry woman came out of the back room, and he introduced her as his wife. She promptly responded by punching him in the face as hard as she possibly could and stormed off. Then, after getting over our shock, we went to pay. Once we got to the counter there was a lady there, and she told us that she would pay for everything we wanted, and for us to get more stuff. Apparently she's a member of the Koror SDA church and just wanted to do something nice for us. It was cool!
Today, Saturday, was pathfinder sabbath at church. It was actually amazing what a great job they did, especially Jeff and Misty for leading it out. They have put so much work into the pathfinders, and you can see how it's changing the kids. There were probably 60 kids ready to be inducted into the pathfinder club. After church Tami and I went to PMA with the guys and got to hang out. It was lots of fun because Victor and Chris just got a new puppy! It's the most adorable thing I've ever seen! Her name is Novea. It was so fun playing with her, and she was just so cute! Then, one of my student Shayne, let me play with her puppy Choco. After Tami and I took a nap, and when we woke up, Austin had ANOTHER puppy. Where are they all coming from!? I decided that no matter what, I was keeping the puppy that Austin had, even though his tail got cut off. Poor puppy. Apparently me wanting to keep the puppy made Austin want to keep it too, so alas, I still have no puppy. Not to worry though, I will get one soon enough. I even got permission from Jeanine! I even already picked out a name...