?!!!!! It's been a while since I've not written ... Is that even on rest days pass quickly! But hey, it's better than being bored is not it?
Friday we did in our small chapel an hour of adoration before the Blessed Sacrament (reeelle presence of Jesus ...). Most of our guests are the grandmothers of the neighborhood. They are pretty funny: impossible to stand in silence for 1 hour edges, they released their beads and mumbling. If it does not assz hot in the chapel, we soon know too! Then we had prepared them a little taste, it's time el the gossip and issues! And then we better be correctly dressed otherwise, is the drama (the other day, Monette was a crying grandmother because she did not put socks in his shoes!). Finally, they are adorable and take care of us as if we were their little girls, with all that that implies: as reprimands cakes!
In our neighborhood, but we were a few children, including Renata Coboltsh. Their parents are separated and it is very complicated. They live with their dad and go to their mother for them is the threat of punishment for the whole family united against her ... Grandparents are our neighbors, the grandmother is ultra presented in the Education of children (girls have love visiting last year because after a stroke, she was allitee. In short, these are children who want for nothing materially but who face very sad and serious for their age. Often, they spend at Point-Coeur or invite us to their homes or at the grandmother. They do not run into our arms like other slum children and yet they seem to be more in need of this attention.
Often Gypsy children seem much happier to live as those who have "everything".
Now I get to the highlight of the week ... today, killing a pig !!!!! Ossi and his mom, Tanti Anouchka (the one we bring each day of the mass) have warned us because they knew we wanted to see this! Unfortunately, I have no photos to share with you all this ... just words quite small!
Deja, no screaming since by simplicity, the pig is killed for electricity! His blood at the carotid is recovered for the black pudding, yum! Then he is clean shaven, grill flame, rinse with water ... At this point, I was given one of his nails, because by putting it in my pocket, I should see when good comes ....! Then he opened the knife, ax and hammer! Then, a small courtyard of anatomy, men come out one by one all the organs, I enjoy it! lol.
The lungs, heart, kidneys, liver .... go gently cook in a has huge pot outside (I better understand and Hansel and Gretel story with all the witches, this huge steaming pot or a child would return would be very scary for little ones ...). The intestines are cleaned and the last layer that surrounds it is recovered (at that time the, as you say j'aetais passionate, and small dedication to my colleagues, it is solid all this when it works well!).
Can men wear the halves of a pig on a table for cutting up the pieces and collect the grease that makes the famous slalina here (which was a little horrified us foreigners, but a must here) No, Indeed, the best is the ear but miraculously, there are escapes!
After
, it's time to sort the pieces of the big pot, I tasted a little of everything, heart, kidneys, liver, etc. .... dimmed by events! Then according to the parties, we make preparations with condiments, and it makes the boots, sausages, etc. ..... some of them are smoke. This stage is fun and then now I know how it is done from beginning to end!
Good evening, this is not the party, not accustomed to ingest too much animal fat and Abbate and to contemplate such a spectacle, I sleep with my eyes and the pig lying in my mouth a taste of pig skin (another best-of!), tough!
Recently, two children of Gypsy neighborhood Damitz and Manu have become accustomed to join us at mass. Both live in a big house in the neighborhood and the ahabitude of living between the South of France and Romania.
course, we often offer them to enter the chapel before leaving and they even claim it but their behavior is quite surprising. The first time I saw Damitz (12 years), he took care of his little brother Manuel and his nephew a very maternal way. But after the little angel has transformed into a demon and starts small and frighten me despairing. But since the gypsy children in the neighborhood are fewer and then after several discussions between us about how best to take care of them "Effective" in avoiding the center, it goes much better and I found the moment the little angel ...
The other day when leaving, as was his custom, he left with pockets full of pencils, I grabs, makes him a little moral and can recover almost all our property .. He goes to the chapel or worship girls were then left to his house. Two minutes later, back again 'I forgot something "And he goes out of his pocket two remaining pencils .. And for him, I can tell you is huge. Then you take it as you want but in any case, it was very beautiful!
And voila, Sunday morning, leaving the mass in miles and posing a question Tomash brother: "What are you you?, and your, clothes, what's it for? You have a wife ?...." and finally "And I can become a monk?" In entandant positive response, he opened his eyes wide and looks great Martha and her repeat the question 3 times to be sure. Maybe he will go ever further in all its issues, but already, it was very beautiful to see and we try to best respond to all questions!
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Hello everybody! 
