My name is Micah. This is a blog about me and my life. I hope you enjoy it. If you don’t, throw your computer in the trash. In Pal, it is almost always muddy, and is just about raining all the time. Me and my friends, the Claasen boys, Timmy, Elias, and Noah, like to play tag in the muddy spots, and it is very fun and funny when we slip. Then we get so muddy our moms and dads have to hose us off. There is a picture of us, and we are very muddy in it. I am looking forward to go on furlough in a few months. That will be fun. My mom has a screensaver on her computer, which I am using right now, and it has pictures of me and my family when we were in America. Most of those pictures include babies, but some of them are fun to look at because I forgot what America was like, almost. I am sure I remember the snow, though. The snow is probably the best part about going on furlough. There is a lot of things you can do with snow. You can make snowmen, have snowball fights, and go sledding. But we won’t get to do that until 6 months from now. I am a great story writer, and I have a great imagination, and I’m working on writing a story on this computer to send to my Grandma. She is usually the one I send stories to, because she loves reading them. I haven’t sent some to her in a while, so I’m working on one for her. It’s a story about superheroes that save the world from the bad guy, Howard Frenzy. The main character is named Christopher Fendry. He has the best superpower in the book. If you’re interested, I can send it to you when it’s finished. I’m sure you’ll like it, I hope. In Pal, there are two seasons. There is the rainy season, and the not-so-rainy season. It pretty much rains all the time, like I told you before. If you come down from our house, which is on top of a hill, you come to a flat space, where the helicopter lands. We call it the chopper pad. Anyway, there are two trails leading from it. One leads to one village and the other one leads another village and if you go another way, you can come to the school where my dad teaches the Pal people to read and write. There is a picture of me by the school involved. That is the end of my blog (for now). Thank you. Micah.