06 June 2010

VBS Impressions from a Third-Culture Kid

Many third-culture kids don't know what Awana is, or good ol' American Vacation Bible School. Some years back one of my daughters was in the USA and went to an evening VBS program. This particular daughter, unlike me, does not enjoy travel and change--much less going to a new Sunday School class every Sunday. When my wife and I found this note, we "died" laughing. Our daughter had written a little journal of her night based on a fun book, Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day. As we get ready for the joys and difficulties of furlough, we thought we would post this for fun. 


The Very Bad, No Good, Horrible VBS
by one of our daughters


It all started that I don't have any camo clothes ...
[It was camo night - “soldiers of the Lord.” Living out of suitcases while on furlough doesn't help in the wardrobe options category.]

Then I already knew the Bible verse, and all the grown-ups were acting like we were five-years old.  Then we went to the gym. The leader was so weird and yelled at us.
[From her MK persective, a charismatic and enthusiastic VBS leader would be a novelty.]

It was a very bad, no-good, horrible VBS.

The other team won in the gym because a boy cheated.

Snack time was salty pretzel fish. I don't like salty pretzel fish. Then the craft was sparkly candle cups. Some of the girls used too much glue.  One girl used way too much sparkles. So I had patches all over mine [there were no more sparkles]. The candle didn't even smell good.

It was a very bad, no-good, horrible VBS.

I noticed a girl that looked lonely.  She was the last person to come in. I thought she needed a friend, but when I talked to her, she was really poosie [our daughter's word for being prissy & stuck-up].

It was a very bad, no-good, horrible VBS.

P.S. The boy who cheated won the behavior prize.

7 responses:

John Bensley said...

Tears of laughter... hahahahahahaha... that was so funny! Just read it to my wife and daughter...

Allan Sherer said...

Outstanding. This is an instant classic.

Scott B. said...

That's great! I wasn't a MK, but I think I often felt the same way as your daughter when I was in VBS as a kid.

Carrie said...

Laughing. . . I love that story, and frequently allude to "calling Australia."

Anonymous said...

Sorry, but I'm still trying to figure out how your daughter is a "third" culture kid. One culture if America. Another is Albania. What's third?

L.

Tammy S. said...

L./Anonymous: "a term that "refers to someone who, as a child, has spent a significant period of time in one or more culture(s) other than his or her own, thus integrating elements of those cultures and their own birth culture, into a third culture."[1] Third Culture Kids are also referred to as Global Nomads."

LOVED her story. Had to share it-hope you don't mind. If so, it's too late. :)

Anonymous said...

Thanks Tammy. Now, that makes sense. :)

L.