Standard and Sweatshops

I am sooooo proud of myself. Yesterday Ysmaille taught me how to drive standard and I don't want to brag but I was pretty good. When I tried learning in Canada I was always horrible and felt like crying the whole time. Yesterday I learned very quicly and drove all over the place. If we got stuck in traffic Ysmaille took over (he was afraid I was going to roll back into someone I think). I'll need to practise more but I think I did pretty good.
So the Coram Deo sweatshop is busy everyday. We sit and sweat in the living room covering the textbooks in plastic. We work all day everyday but the books seem to be multiplying. They won't be finished before school starts but such is life. We can only work so fast and so long.
I forgot to write about an event that happened on Sunday. It was actually quite disturbing. When we left church there was a large crowd gathering. Karen walked near to check out what was happening. Apparently someone tried to steal someone's car while they were in church. We kept walking and got into a tap-tap. The police truck with him inside drove behind us on our way home and we could see one of the police officers beating the thief with his gun. He just kept hitting him over and over again. I asked Ysmaille if he thinks they killed him and he said, "probably". I was quite upset about it but everyone here just said that he deserved it. They really don't have much respect for thieves.
Well, enough about that. Electricity has been unpredictable these days, so if I haven't e-mailed you back it's either because I'm so busy or because the electricity went out again. I apologize.
I better get back to the sweat shop. My workers will be wondering where I am:)