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This Past Week...

We are Burmese, if you please...

Today I went back to my Burmese family's house.  I got to meet one of the family members I didn't get to meet on moving day, so now I know the whole family, but I'm still working on trying to memorize everyone's names.  At the house, everyone was downstairs, I thought, and then I thought I heard something upstairs.  So I go upstairs, and hear music.  I put my ear to the door because I couldn't tell if it was the radio or someone actually singing.  So I knock on the door, and one of the kids opens the door with a guitar in his hands and some sweet sunglasses.  He was playing the guitar, singing in English.  I didn't know he knew so much English, and I asked him if he wanted to work as a musician someday, and he said yes.  I thought that was the coolest thing, especially since he had his sunglasses on like he was already some famous musician, and I guess he's already got paparazzi with a camera around:)    

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I started a story today...

...on a family of Burmese refugees.  A family of 7 were reunited with 3 other family members, who have been in Allentown for a year now, a week ago.  Today is the day they all started moving in together, and the first day I met them.  I was a little overwhelmed with the fact that so many people were moving in, with the help of their case worker and an intern from Catholic Charities, and the fact that they didn't speak English.  Eventually, they hope to house 12 people in the house, when they are able to bring a set of the family's grandparents over.  It's been a while since I've been this excited about a story... I wish I had more than just a couple weeks to work on it.  The family is so sweet, and I'm looking forward to spending the rest of my time in Allentown with them.