A Sad Time for NZ

I was shocked when I read the headline about the mosque shootings in Christchurch. I was reading an American news Website and my first thought was they must have gotten the city and country wrong. That sort of violence doesn't happen here. But sadly, hate and evil can be anywhere. Corrupting anyone's logic and morals. 

This tragedy has really shook me up. I've honestly cried about it. I feel so bad for the victims and their families. I don't want others within the Muslim, immigrant, or any community to feel targeted and unsafe. Many of these people left their homelands believing they would be safe in New Zealand. Honestly, we too left America partially believing we would be avoiding these tragedies.  

It's hard to know what can be done. Our family decided to visit a refugee family who I used to teach English to. They are also Muslim and came from Somalia to escape violence there. She is a single mother of nine. I figured food from our pantry would be welcome and useful in hers. 

Then we stopped by our local mosque to give a card and show our respect and support for the Muslim community. It was a very humbling sight. The air was full of the scent of the flowers that covered the steps. A Muslim woman came and gave me, Mallory and Lucy hugs. She expressed how very thankful she was that we had come. It was touching to realize that as I thought we were at her mosque showing our love she was also showing us her love. It was a very peaceful moment. 

New Zealanders have really been shook up about this, understandably. I believe it's the first time they have ever had such a hateful act occur. To me it feels a bit like after the World Trade Towers attack in USA. Everyone really wants to come together and combat the evil with love. As we drove home from the mosque I noticed two walls nicely graffitied with phrases like "NZ Stands United," and "We Say No to Terror." Last night there was also a vigil in Wellington. I believe over 12,000 attended. They had to move to a lager location because so many wanted to come and support each other. 

The thousands who came to the vigil in Wellington. 

Our bishop began our sacrament meeting with a moment of silence in honour of the victims. Thinking of them in that peace and silence made me cry. Thankfully the sister missionaries in the pew behind could give me a tissue. One of the sacrament talks was so perfect for the occasion. She said she wrote most of it before the shootings, but her words were quite fitting. She talked of service and being there for others. She talked about our baptismal covenants of promising to mourn with those that mourn. She ended with a beautiful passage from Winnie the Pooh. It was about a time when Pooh and Piglet went to visit Eeyore. They visited him because they hadn't seen him lately. When they got to Eeyore's house he told them he hadn't been out because he was sad and thought no one would want to be with him. So Pooh and Piglet sat down with Eeyore to be with him. After a while Eeyore let them know that he was still sad, but it helped to have friends with him. It was such a simple act, but it helped their friend. So, in sad times like these, we can't change the past or make others feel happy, be we can be with them through their sadness. 

Mom Came to Visit

We had our first visitor from the lands of the north. My Mom came to visit! Her flight leaving the US was long, but a breeze. Sadly, she had a bad encounter with a security dog in Auckland. So, by the time she landed in Wellington she was overjoyed to be done with flying. We were overjoyed to see her! Luckily, for us a friend from church happened to be at the airport too so he took a picture of us with my mom.

Happy to hug Grandma

Oh, no! The eagle at the airpot is going to take us away!

We escaped the eagle only to find a dragon at the airport!

Grandma brought American money from Grandpa. We accept money in all its forms. 

The day after my mom's arrival we took an Interislander Ferry to the South Island for a weekend getaway. This was our first time going to the South Island. We see the ferries all day long sail past our house this time we were the ones sailing past our house.

The zoom in view of our house from the ferry. 

Sailing past the southern tip of the North Island. 

We happened to find friends from church on the same ferry. 

We traveled in the South Island to see Nelson and the Able Tasman National Forest and its renowned white sandy beaches. The girls described the sand as being more like gritty cornmeal than soft sand. We stayed at an Airbnb farmhouse outside of Nelson. It was a charming cottage on a fruit orchard. We were told we could pick any fruit. Unfortunately, not much was in season. 

Beautiful Lucy at a beautiful beach.

We discovered a warm river that flowed into the ocean. It was awesome to swim there. 

Cherries at the orchard. 

Me walking the farm fields. 

The Nelson Cathedral.

After church on Sunday we went to the Cathedral in Nelson. Our friends recommend that we see a Christmas display about Mario (from Nintendo's Mario Bros.) searching for the star. They likened it to how we should search for the "Star" (Jesus Christ).  Also within the cathedral was a Christmas tree display from various organisations around Nelson. On the interfaith tree was a quote from our prophet, Russel M. Nelson. "Christmastime is cherished family time. Family time is sacred time." It was fun to see our prophet's wisdom in another faith's house of worship. 

Down the steps from the Nelson Cathedral. 

A quote from our Prophet Russel M. Nelson. 

The Mario Star display. 

On Monday we sailed back to Wellington. Unfortunately, the waters were a bit rougher. I am notorious for getting seasick. I have thrown-up in many oceans of the world: the Caribbean, the North Sea, the Pacific, and now the South Pacific. Lucy also got seasick.

The Beehive. The NZ government office building. 

Once back in Wellington we spent the rest of our time with my mom discovering sights around Wellington. We booked a tour of the Beehive and Parliament Building. We learned more about the NZ government. It's interesting to learn the similarities and differences from the US government.

We also saw the inside of Old St. Paul's Cathedral. I've wanted to go inside before it closes for earthquake retrofitting. I believe it's the oldest still standing church in NZ. It's all made of wood. The all wood interior is beautiful. 

Outside Old St. Paul's Cathedral. 

Wood interior with wood beams painted with scriptures. 

An American flag giving honour to the USA military servicemen who came to defend NZ during WWII. 

Beautiful stained glass windows. 

One night we treated my mom to a Maori hangi dinner. It's a delicious meal and we enjoyed eating it picnic style in our yard. We also took my mom to see Mary Poppins Returns at the Roxy Theatre. The Roxy is a beautifully renovated 1930's theatre. I always feel like seeing movies there is a real treat because the building is so stylish. Another afternoon we took her to see the gift show at the Weta  Cave. There are a few Lord of the Rings statues. As a family we went to the Te Papa Museum and saw the traveling exhibit of the Chinese Terra Cotta Warriors. We have been wanting to see the display, but decided to wait until Grandma was here to enjoy it with her.  Another afternoon we met Stephen for lunch and picnicked and then hiked to the back of the Wellington sign. There are always amazing views to be seen here.

The girls preparing the hangi dinner. 

Gandalf and the Wellington wind outside of the Roxy Theatre.  

Grandma with an Orc at the Weta Workshop Gift Shop. 

The Terra Cotta Warriors at the Te Papa Museum. 

The famous "windy" Wellington sign. 

View from behind the Wellington sign. 

My mom's last day was Mallory's first day of school. She started school at an all girls college. They call high school college here. We think it's funny to think our 13 year-old is in college. It's a uniform school. So she looks very smart. School began with a Maori powhiri ceremony. It was long, but a really nice ceremony. I really enjoy the importance they place on culture and people.  It makes school and the people who go there feel really important.

First day of college. 

Her college friends. She has really nice friends. 

Home from her first day. 

Another important American other than my mom also came to visit. I read in the newspaper that some military commander came to town. 

It was so sad saying good-bye to my mom. I really enjoyed having her with us. I'm so glad we were able to make nice memories with her.

The sad good-bye!!! 

Holiday Road Trip

Christmastime marks the end of the school year and the beginning of the summer holiday. A few days after Christmas we headed north on a road trip to see Tongariro National Park, Waitomo Caves, and Egmont National Park. It was a four day trip. We saw huge volcanoes, green rolling hills, many small towns, and a lot of sheep and cows. Here are some pics:

Day 1 Seatoun to Tongariro National Park:

With the help of a little camera magic we have been cloned.

The lodge we stayed at in Tongariro National Park. We nearly had the whole place to ourselves. It was very nice and in the perfect location right in the park. But, it had very squeaky bunk beds and bad pillows. I think we all got a horrible night's sleep.  

Tongariro National Park has three volcanoes. Here is Mt. Ngāuruhoe AKA Mt. Doom from "The Lord of the Rings."

Mt. Ruapehu. It was nice seeing snow in December.

Day 2 Tongariro National Park to Waitomo Caves 

We saw many green fields with sheep grazing. This was actually a golf course with the sheep "hired" as lawn mowers. 

The Glow Worm Caves in Waitomo. AMAZING!  

Stephen and Mallory went black tubing through the caves. The rest of us went on a walking and boat tour of the caves.  

Silly picture of Stephen. I am not sure how he got himself in this mess. 

Day 3 Waitomo to New Plymouth:

Along the drive we saw a sign for the Three Sisters Beach. The tide was very low and the perfect conditions for us to walk all the way to the Three Sisters Rock Formations. Our "three sisters" complained about having to get out of the car and walk to them. I bribed the "sisters" with brownies if I could get a good photo of them in front to it.

We lucked out that it was low tide and we could walk to the rocks. 

Cool ball rocks on the beach near the Three Sisters

Arches and caves on the beach.

Look closely and you can see Mt. Taranaki in the back ground. 

The Three Sisters Rock formations on the beach.

Our three sisters by the Three Sisters Rock formation. Because of this photo they earned brownies later that night. 

Kermit. 

We found this humerus

That night in New Plymouth we went to an American 50 Styled Dinner. The walls were decked out in American memoribilia from the past.

A bit of Utah. 

A happy American near an American Flag. 

The Trump Burger. Gross, I won't eat him. 

After dinner we went to Pukekura Park's Festival of Lights. It was beautiful.

A fountain and pond at the park. 

Another pond and light display on a bridge. 

Day 4 New Plymouth to Seatoun: On our way home we made 3 stops. One for church. The meeting was in an old train station. One to see the Tawhiti Museum.  I highly recommend this museum. It is a history museum telling the story of the Taranaki region. It has nicely done models and diaramas. There was a lot to see and learn. If we hadn't been hungry we would have stayed longer. And the last for food.

A funny display about an outhouse. 

Trump: Twice we saw American flags waving near the sides of the road with signs about Trump. 

This sign says, "Pres. Trump, Keep America Great." The second one we saw read, "Trump is President. Be afraid. Be very afraid." I think both were pro-America but, not pro-Trump.