Thanksgiving Blog

So, unlike every other American 12 year old, I did school-work on Thanksgiving.  It’s probably been the most different Thanksgiving in all my 12 years of life.  For the past 11 years, we’ve gone to our Grandparents’ house, eaten food all day, played games, and sometimes set up the Christmas tree.

Today, Mom spent 2 1/2 hours cooking food for 200 to 250 people.  When Dad said that I had to do school I wasn’t the least bit thankful.  But, I’ve gotten over it, and have changed my attitude.  But, when I think about it there are people about a hundred yards from here that would be so thankful to do PACEs (my school books), even on a holiday.  So, the next time you have to do homework on a holiday, put yourself in someone else’s shoes.  Bye for now!

(I’m glad we’re celebrating Christmas on a Saturday. Hopefully, that means I won’t have to do school-work.)

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Jesse and I with the Panamanian flag. We will be heading their in a few weeks. (Sorry if it is upside down)

Getting To Know Me

“It won’t be much longer now!” said the nurse.  It was a fairly sunny afternoon in late October, and the hospital was as crowded as usual. The patient was Kathryn Harryman and she was having a baby. As one of the nurses looked at her watch a cry rang out.  Another missionary was born!  William Isaac Harryman: 8 lbs. 5 oz, born at 2:40 p.m. on  October 27, 2003.  But there was one thing wrong with me, I had a cleft lip and palate.


For you who people that don’t know what that is, it is like a gap between the mouth and the nose.  Around the 8th week of the pregnancy, my upper lip did not close and my palate did not close.  Before, the doctors said that the cleft was all the way up to my eyeball. The doctors told my parents that right after I would be rushed to the NICU. But my mom is the most stubborn mom there is. She told the doctors, “My baby will not go to the NICU!”  The doctors thought she was in denial and was a crazy.  But when I was born I stayed with my mom and left 2 days later without going to NICU.  EAT THAT, DOCTORS!!!

Three months later, I was in the hospital, but this time I was getting my lip fixed. I

know this much: we did not go to the doctors that wanted me to go to the NICU!  But, the doctor that did my lip did a great job.

So far,  we were a family of three.  On the 12th of February, 2006, mom gave birth to another boy named Robert Jesse Harryman.  This baby was perfect. Two years later, on the 15th of February, another boy named Luis John David Harryman was born. He was also free of a cleft. For a while we wanted to adopt a girl.  At the beginning of the year of 2010 a friend of a friend said that she was going to have a baby, and her options were abortion or adoption. This mother came over with her 2 daughters and decided we were the perfect family for the little girl in her womb.

We moved into into another house in the country.  On the 14th of October, Emma Faith Harryman was born.  What was cool was that mom got to be in the room when Emma was born.  2 days later, we stood in front of the judge in the courthouse changing her name to Emma Faith Harryman.

Well, after Emma, we thought we were done. But, we had a surprise a few years later. That surprise was Ryan Joseph Harryman. He was Born May 8, 2014.  This made our family complete!  18 months later, 7 missionaries were sent to the mission field.

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Isaac’s birthday blog

Isaac and his Birthday Churros
Isaac and his Birthday Churros

In addition to our group on base, another group was visiting. Altogether, there were 150 people on base, and it was extreme chaos.  The group was here on October 27th, (my birthday), so, instead of having a party for our group and 120 strangers, we went to the churro stand to buy churros.

We got a little lost and I didn’t know the way this time (read: “Know Your Directions”).  While we were trying to find it, we all talked about funny memories my parents and siblings have of me. We heard a lot of funny stories of when I was little. Finally, we made it to the churros stand.

For those of you who have never had one, churros are delicious! They are made from batter, put in a tube that looks like a syringe with a star-shaped tip. The “churros chefs” squeeze the batter out of the tube into a pot of boiling oil. The pot of boiling oil is sitting over an oven that has fire under it like a flamethrower pointed up. The batter cooks in the oil until it turns golden brown. Then they use tongs to lift the hot coils of batter out of the pot, and break it up into pieces, about six inches long. The best part is when they roll the hot pieces in cinnamon and sugar. Churros taste like a funnel cake dipped in sugar. YUM!

On Friday, we officially celebrated my birthday with an “angry bird piñata”, brownies and ice-cream.  The day before, we made 120 brownies, so for the party on Friday we ended up sharing brownies with everyone on base, including two Homes of Hope teams that were staying here.  My birthday was great. The only bad news I have to report is that I’ve been expecting a package for two weeks and it hasn’t gotten here yet. Other than that, I think that even though I didn’t have a birthday with all my friends I had fun. Bye for now!