The Life of Maestra Megan

Adventures in the life of a Costa Rican Missionary

ESL routines May 28, 2014

Classes are going very well, I am so pleased with the progress the children have made. 

Every morning we begin with our circle routine (calendar events, weather, songs), and every student takes a turn saying two simple sentences.  Some examples: My name is _________. I am a ________ (boy/girl). These are my ________ (feet/ears/knees).  I like the color ________ .  This is a red shirt.


I usually teach a general lesson–new vocabulary or review the material we have covered–in a large group.  My volunteers are good sports, since I often use them as props (Where is Teacher Daniel’s nose?  Teacher Natalia, do you have brothers?).  I am especially thankful for two graphic design majors from the Universidad de Costa Rica who have perked up our flipchart with amazing drawings. 


After we have learned the subject matter, I send them off to work in small groups…filling in the blanks, label the body parts, practice writing sentences, reading comprehension among other things.  I am so blessed with great volunteers, and praise God, I can send a volunteer teacher to work with a group of 3-7 children.  The children’s writing and speaking abilities have improved rapidly!


After worksheets, it’s game time!  And when we’ve spent most of our energy, we sit down on rugs to listen to the Bible story.  This year we are reading through the life of Jesus–in English only.  It’s always a challenge to tell the story in such a way for them to understand the deep truths of what Jesus did and taught, but I trust God to fill in the blanks in their young minds.  I see the kids truly are following the stories, for they can answer the questions (English only) and they also comment afterwards (in Spanish) about what they learned.


Then comes listening practice, dialogues, or interactive demonstrations such as big/small items hiding in a pillowcase, stations to practice the 5 senses, name the classroom objects…And class usually ends with a fun activity, such as puzzles, a simple craft, board games or reading books. 


Teacher Megan says “CLASS IS FINISHED,”  to dismiss the class after an hour and a half.  (I have two groups back to back)Sometimes I have to say it two or three times, as many of the students wish they could stay all day.  It is common for me to walk around the room, shooing them out the door! 


After several months, I no longer hear any student say “Adios”, but “Bye, Teacher!”  “Thank you.” “Goodbye.”  “See you later.” and “See you Monday.”    I am so proud.



Aunt Megan & company…

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Aunt Megan & company...

The kiddos: Ezekiel (3), baby Melody (6 months), Alex (4.5) and David (4.5) who also lives in the house…


Turning the page…Reflections on April May 4, 2014

If you’re anything like me, you just turned the calendar page with a sigh of relief…the seemingly eternal 30 days of April are finished and we are facing a clean slate.  Those who know me well, already know that I am a book lover–a voracious reader-a woman interested only in those purses big enough to hold a book.  Turning pages is great.

And new things are great… cracking wide the binding of my next journal, freshly laundered sheets every Saturday morning, experimenting with new recipes, a new walking route…


Right about now I’m longing for something new….especially in the area of health.  You see, April marks the FIFTH ANNIVERSARY of my back pain.  Five years ago, my life changed drastically, when out of nowhere I could barely move.

So far I’ve been through almost 44,000 hours of physical pain. I don’t get a break, ever.  I’m either in pain, in a lot of pain, or in excrutiating amounts of pain.  And up until this point 12 doctors, 4 therapists, 3 chiropractors, aqua therapy, electro stimulation, steroid and ozone injections, massages, weight loss, innumerable medications and all the king’s horses and all the king’s men have not been able to put me back together again.

I can generally grin and bear it… live a somewhat normal day..I don’t think my volunteers have any clue what a true struggle it is to stay on my feet every morning in class.  But I cannot run errands on my way home from work, I decline many invitations to go out with friends, I often have to leave the church service to pace back and forth outside, and most weekdays I arrive home at 1 pm and don’t leave the house again.


I’ve been asking God lately to help me to understand…sometimes all I do is shake my fist  and ask why?   Why not answer the thousands of people who have prayed for me? Why do I bother repeating the same thing over and over?

A few nights ago God responded:  “My love is surrounding you.  Isn’t my love enough?”

Oh, how I cried.  I broke down, sobbing, when I heard that.  It was definitely not the answer I’d been hoping for.  I wanted to hear that God loved me AND was going to heal me in a special way.


 The Bible says “Who then can ever keep Christ’s love from us? When we have trouble or calamity, when we are hunted down or destroyed, is it because he doesn’t love us anymore? And if we are hungry or penniless or in danger or threatened with death, has God deserted us?  No!  I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from his love. Death can’t, and life can’t. The angels won’t, and all the powers of hell itself cannot keep God’s love away. Our fears for today, our worries about tomorrow,  whether we find ourselves high or low—nothing will ever be able to separate us from the love of God demonstrated by our Lord Jesus Christ when he died for us.

(Romans 8:35-39)

So, once again I forcibly turn my gaze away from myself, and onto the Only One..


There’s only One who never fails
To beckon the morning light
There’s only One who set loose the gales
And ties the trees down tight
When all around my soul gives way
He is all my hope and stay
There’s only One, only One Holy One

(Caedmon’s Call)



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