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Father’s Day and Chrome Buffalo

The globe reminds me of the Pan-Am Airlines logo.

This is the “official” design for our t-shirt. I think it rocks but so do all the other designs!

Today is Father’s Day and it’s the first time that it has caused more than a thought of “Did I remember to get a gift for Da?” My Da, by the way, is an awesome man. He’s taught me how to work hard, realize that no one is beneath me, respect those around me and to be willing to stand up for myself, my convictions and others. He’s supported me and come to my performances and programs (some of which were, admittedly, beautiful in the their travesty – but how else are you going to grow?). I can only hope to instill half the lessons to PK that my Da taught me. Today though, I received my first (expectant) Father’s Day present. It’s an awesome pocketknife to replace the one that the State gave me for five years of service that was stolen from my car. This one look like olive wood and is engraved “Kocham Cie,” which is Polish for “I Love You.” It is also one of the few things I can say in Polish without sounding special. Receiving my first Father’s Day gift has made me realize that in a relatively short period of time I’ll have a kid to scar for life.

Today is also the beginning of our Chrome Buffalo drive! Chrome Buffalo is an awesome company. In dealing with the company, we have been showered in love and encouragement. They’ve even included our entire family in their prayers. The company sells artist-designed t-shirts. Becky and I were able to choose one “official” design for our drive but any shirt bought from the site benefits us. For each shirt sold, we get $11. The site suggested a goal of $150. We’ll be thankful for any amount but we certainly wouldn’t complain if we blew right past $150 since we have a ways to go! Currently we have about 1/4 of the money needed for the adoption. Check out the site here and buy a tshirt. Who knows, we might have your last minute Father’s Day gift (You can always print off a picture to give him). Thanks to those of you who help us out financially and thanks to those of you support us with encouraging words, prayers, and letting us prattle on about our journey!

Po Polsku


A closeup of the Polish Eagle - my favorite national symbol

A closeup of the Polish Eagle – my favorite national symbol

At some point in the future, likely over a year from now, Becky and I will be making a few trips to Poland. A Polish adoption requires two trips usually – one which will last about a week and another which lasts around a month and a half. While more and more people in Poland speak English, I know we won’t be able to rely on random English speakers the entire time. Becky has a bit of a leg up on me. She speaks German (which is helpful in some areas of Poland) and her grandmother was Polish and so she grew up speaking a little bit of po polksu (Polish) – though how to say butt, dirt and the heel of bread won’t get us too far. So guess who’s learning Polish?

I love learning languages, always have. In elementary and middle school, I studied Spanish. An amazing teacher in high school had me switch to Latin. My religion major in college switched me over to Koine Greek for biblical studies. Unfortunately, none of it is any help in studying Polish.

In languages, Polish is a difficult challenge. It has many different tenses; even verbs can change forms depending on the gender of the speaker. My language background has never come close, though, to Slavic languages. Forget tenses, verbs, even a few new letters – my mouth does not naturally wrap around the Polish sound. Some say that German sounds angry. Polish can sound like Eeyore talking backwards – at least to a newcomer’s ears. Still, the more I work at it, my brain can tap into the very small amount of Slavic heritage that I have (apparently I’m descended from a Ukrainian saint) and I am retaining and learning albeit very slowly.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m of no delusion that I will ever be fluent. I just want to be able to feed myself, find a bathroom and understand why PK is having a meltdown. You know, the basics. How am I coming in that journey? I can say that I’d like something to drink (Chciałbym czegoś napić) and know how to say water, coffee, and beer. I think I’m on the right track.



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