Thursday, November 6, 2008

Arrival in London

I don't know what it is about London that makes me want to blog ... probably just that I used to be so good at blogging when I lived here, but that was before the word "blog" even existed. 'Flew into London Heathrow Terminal 5 on Saturday morning at around 10:00 am. After waiting for my audio engineer and finding our driver, we got to the hotel, checked in, I washed up, and crashed on my bed for a quick nap. Steven, the owner of the recording studio here, picked us up from the hotel and took us to the studio so we could have a look. It's a pretty nice operation. Steven has started this business from scratch and has been building it up since 2002. Hence the name ... 2002 Studios.

Steven is very professional and helpful. He arranged the schedule with all the talents, and knows his technical stuff. I'm glad he's here.

After the quick preview of the studio, we went back to the hotel and I fell asleep again. Woke up, went to the store, got some groceries for Sunday (of course including a Cadbury Dairy Milk chocolate bar), ate, and fell asleep again.

Sunday, I woke up, had breakfast, prepared for church, and left the hotel for the metro. 'Walked into the metro, inserted my debit card into the metro ticket machine, and the machine swallowed my card. I couldn't get it out. The station attendants all tried to help me. They called an engineer and everything, but the engineer couldn't come right away, so we concluded that the card wasn't going anywhere, so I bought a day card to get into town. I was concerned that the debit card problem had caused a considerable delay that might make me miss sacrament meeting, but by the time I arrived at the Hyde Park chapel, a sign said that the Britania singles ward didn't start until 2:30. I was right on time!

I met several interesting people at the Britania ward: Ryan is English and is a facilities manager for a London office. Sergey is Russian, is from Latvia, and works in finance. Leif is Swedish, but is ethnically a quarter everything. He speaks American English very well and has family living in the states.

Anyway, back to Sacrament meeting. London has always had associations of Romance for me, so I decided to gird up my loins and sit next to a pretty girl, which I did. She wasn't very talkative ... mostly just kept her nose in her scriptures the whole time before the meeting started. Several minutes into the meeting, another young man came and sat between us and put his arm around her. "I knew it. She has a boyfriend."

As I sat there, Kristen Green walked in and sat a few rows in front of me. It was nice to see a childhood friend from the Oak Hills Stake. Kristen is getting a masters degree in London... That is, living in London while getting a masters. Her masters isn't in London.

After church, I walked the few blocks over to the Royal College of Music. I walked up the steps toward Royal Albert Hall and looked back at the college and a flood of memories came over me. I thought about the trumpet lesson that I had in that room over there, I thought of the concerts I had attended, and of Andy, and how friendly and personable of a teacher he was. That was such a magical time.

As I walked back toward the metro, I thought of how different I am now, socially, emotionally, professionally, personally and considered which changes were positive and which were negative. I think I've grown a lot since then, but there was something in my step, in my smile, in my naïveté, in my innocence, in my heart that was different. Of course, that thing was Katrina Feller. As much as I would like to not think of her, being in London kind of makes that impossible. Maybe this trip will be helpful for me ... you know, a little more closure.

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Campbell's Vegetable Beef

Arghghh!!

Professional development, career planning, GMAT, PMP certification ... Do I really want to stay here and make a long-term contribution or should I be pursuing something else? 'So much estimation instead of thorough planning ... Why don't those people know what it takes to produce this stuff? They must be totally oblivious! And why can't they see that I have so much to contribute?!!!

Boy, the fall foliage here is beautiful.

Application due dates, fees ... How and the heck am I going to find the time to prepare for this test? I'm going to be all over the planet in the next two months! How am I going to study? A better question yet, how am I going to pay for all this schooling? It's expensive! Ah, but just think of the experiences, the people, the skills, and your own marketability! It will pay for itself! But, will it really? Do I even want to pursue this?

I should just call Nange to say hi and see how her kids are doing.

What's up with this Project Management stuff? Do I even want to get certified and make this my life? I don't seem to have enough hours in the day to plan this out, make a decision, and then pursue it and keep myself healthy and fit all at the same time.

Sometimes, you just want a bowl of Campbell's vegetable beef soup.

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Mijn ouders

Ik heb een heel grote gezin. Mijn moeder en vader hebben acht kinderen, van die ben ik de zesde. Mijn vader werkte in lokale overheid voor vele jaren. Nu is hij een verhuurder. Hij heeft ook en uitgeverij. Hij publiceert enkele boeken voor mijn moeder. De uitgeverij is niet groot. Het is een kleine bedrijf.

















Mijn moeder speelt viol. Zij speelt heel goed. Zij vindt op de viol spelen leuk, maar zij vindt om de muziek te geven leuker. Zij is een heel goed lerares. Zij heeft enkele boeken geschreven. Eén boek heet "Hoe de kinderen te oefenen stimiuleren werden niet gebruikt geweld." De anderen boeken zijn voor het leren op de viol te spelen.















Mijn ouders zijn heel goeden mensen. Ik hou van hen. Onze relatie is interessant, omdat ik een volwassen ben. Ik ben ook enkel en geen vrouw heb. Mijn ouders willen dat ik getrouwd ben. Ik wil ook getrouwd zijn, maar ik heb de goede vrouw niet gevonden. Mijn ouders en ik zijn het eens dat ik heb de goede vrouw vinden nodig, maar zij willen dat ik haar een beetje sneller vind.

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

De bergen in Utah en in Virginia

Hoi iedereen. Ik leer Nederlands met Rosetta Stone. Ik denk dat het belangrijk is om mijn niewe taal gebrujiken. Daarom ga ik deze blog items schrijven.

Ik heet Dale. Ik woon in Virginia. Ik woon hier al twee jaar. Ik kom uit de Verenigde Staten, uit Utah. Ik ben daar geboren in 1980. Mijn familie woont daar al 40 jaar.

Utah is een woestijn. In Utah zijn heel groote bergen. Waneer ik kom naar de vliegveld in Salt Lake City an, Ik kijk met grote ogen uit de vliegtuig naar de bergen. Ik denk dat de bergen in Utah heel mooi zijn. Ik vind Utah mooi, maar ik vind Virginia mooier, omdat Virginia groen is. Ik weet dat de bergen in Virginia niet heel grote zijn, maar Ik ben blij dat in Virginia bergen zijn.

Deze zijn de bergen in Utah.
















Deze zijn de bergen in Virginia.

Thursday, July 3, 2008

Learning Korean

I'm learning Korean with Rosetta Stone. It's made the Korean language extremely accessible to me. Korean is really much easier than one might think. Here's a brief description of my family:

저희 가족이에요.

This is my family.


저희 아버지 세요.

This is my Dad.


저희 어머니 세요.

This is my Mom.


저는 두명 이에요.

I have two older brothers.


저는 누나 명이에요.

I have three older sisters.


저는 여동생 두명이에요.

I have two younger sisters.


저는 우유를 마서요.

I drink milk.

Saturday, May 10, 2008

Mothers Day Sacrament Meeting Talk

On the wall next to my dining table hangs a beautiful portrait of my mother playing the violin. It was painted by my brother Kirk during the early stages of his art career and education. The portrait is painted so that the viewer seems to be looking from the side and slightly from behind my mother, whose face radiates a serene reverence and joy from the beauty of the melody emanating from her instrument.

Disclaimer: The violin is merely a tradition in my family. It is not necessary for all mothers to play the violin. However, I would like to share some thoughts today, some about mothers, and others addressed to mothers. On the way, I might use the violin as a symbol of what mothers and parenthood are all about.

I. The importance of mothers

The importance of mothers in God’s divine plan

We lived before we came to this earth. We were the spirit Children of our Heavenly Father, who created us in His image, taught us, and gave us the freedom to walk in his ways. To help us become more like Him, he prepared a plan, by which we could all come to Earth to gain a physical body and learn from our own experience. The role of mothers in bringing God’s children to Earth is more than obvious.

President N. Eldon Tanner taught, “The whole purpose of the creation of the earth was to provide a dwelling place where the spirit children of God might come and be clothed in mortal bodies and, by keeping their second estate, prepare themselves for salvation and exaltation. The whole purpose of the mission of Jesus Christ was to make possible the immortality and eternal life of man. The whole purpose of mothers and fathers should be to live worthy of this blessing and to assist God the Father and his son Jesus Christ in their work. No greater honor could be given to woman than to assist in this divine plan, and I wish to say without equivocation that a woman will find greater satisfaction and joy and make a greater contribution to mankind by being a wise and worthy mother raising good children than she could make in any other vocation.”[1]

The closing words of the Old Testament, written by Malachi, state:

“Behold, I will send you Elijah the prophet before the coming of the great and dreadful day of the Lord:

And he shall turn the heart of the fathers to the children and the heart of the children to their fathers, lest I come and smite the earth with a curse.”

Heavenly Father’s divine purpose for the family is for it to serve as a basis on earth and continue its existence in heaven. Mother-child relationships are not for this life alone, but are intended to last beyond this life into eternity. Without this binding of generations together and the perpetuation of the family beyond the grave, the creation of the Earth would have been a waste. Logically, the vast beauties of the universe were created merely as an ancillary to motherhood and not the other way around.

The importance of mothers in the life of the child

Children reap numberless benefits from loving mothers. Daughters often become like their mothers. Sons often seek for wives that in some way display characteristics similar to those of their mothers. My sister Becky relates: “I think it is funny to realize that I have turned into my mother. All the things I said I'd never do, I do INTENTIONALLY.”

Children draw great personal security and strength from both parents. The Lamanite young men in the armies of Helaman developed great faith that led them through dangerous times. While other Nephite warriors were perishing, these young men stood firm and undaunted. “…yea, and even according to their faith it was done unto them; and [Helaman] did remember the words which they said unto [him] that their mothers had taught them.”[2]

Sharon Darling, president & founder of the National Center for Family Literacy said, “Those fond times spent in a rocking chair reading with your mom are more than memories. They are critical for children’s future academic success. That’s right, your performance on tests and in school is greatly influenced by your mother’s education level and involvement in your schooling.”

“Many moms wonder what they can do to help their children be successful in school. The answer is surprisingly simple. Many of the things parents do with their children as they work, play, read and talk together have an impact on the skills needed to become a confident and competent student. Singing songs, making up silly rhymes, talking about what you see, pointing out letters and words in the environment and reading together are just a few activities parents can do.”[3]

Mothers play a crucial role in helping their daughters become mothers. My sister Emily’s second son came two months early. She relates:

“The night Adam was born was pretty traumatic. It was an emergency surgery to be followed by a difficult and stressful recovery. The surgery happened around midnight and I spent the entire night desperately wanting to call my mom. (I think in my highly-drugged state I even remember wanting to call her "mommy" a few times.) I waited until 8:00 am EST to call, so I wouldn't be waking mom and dad up in the middle of the night. I felt so much better when I finally got her on the phone. I think later she even said I don't have to wait until 6:00am to call next time. she promptly ordered her plane ticket and made the necessary adjustments to her plans for the next week. She arrived at my door only 5 minutes after I came home from the hospital. She was there when I needed her the most.”

From my sister Ellen: “A little over a year ago, Mom gave me some very sudden advice about one of my children and completely took me by surprise. I called her the next day so that we could discuss the matter further in private, and I will never forget that phone call. Not only did we spend longer on the phone than I have ever talked to her in my life before, but it put so many things into perspective for me that I hadn't ever understood before and am only beginning to understand now. Also, I've come to realize that she has been putting a whole lot of thought and prayer and seeking for inspiration into this whole family thing all the way along. How did she make it look so easy when we were younger?”

The importance of mothers in the church and nation

President Herbert Hoover gave this incentive: “If we could have but one generation of properly born, trained, educated and healthy children, a thousand other problems of government would vanish. We would assure ourselves of healthier minds, more vigorous bodies, to direct the energies of our nation to greater heights of achievement.”[4]

Brigham Young taught: “…mothers are the machinery that gives zest to the whole man, and guide the destinies and lives of men upon the earth … The mothers are the moving instruments in the hands of Providence to guide the destinies of nations. Let the mothers of any nation teach their children not to make war, the children would grow up and never enter into it.”[5]

II. Things mothers can do to nurture and to lead more joyful, effective lives

1. Emulate divine attributes

Though I’m not sure how it works, most mothers seem to already be all-knowing and all-seeing. All parents would do well, however, to run their homes parallel to the way Heavenly Father runs His divine plan: with justice and mercy.

Don’t be afraid to establish clearly defined laws within your home. “… if there was no law given against sin men would not be afraid to sin.”[6] You must have rules, but do not stop at merely making up rules. Be sure to establish pre-determined consequences for both the obeying and the disobeying of family laws. By doing so, you have created an environment in which your children can make use of their agency, just as God did when He created Adam and Eve and gave them commandments and consequences for disobeying them. Imagine a home where there is no law. What kind of nurturing could happen there? “And if there was no law given, if men sinned what could justice do, or mercy either, for they would have no claim upon the creature? But there is a law given, and a punishment affixed, and a repentance granted; which repentance, mercy claimeth; otherwise, justice claimeth the creature and executeth the law, and the law inflicteth the punishment; if not so, the works of justice would be destroyed, and God would cease to be god.”[7] One might paraphrase, “And if there was no law given … the works of justice would be destroyed, and Mom would cease to be Mom.”

A law without clear consequences is merely a whim, or a threat. Be fair to your children by clearly communicating rules and expectations in advance. “Where there is no law … what could justice do?” Even Heavenly Father pardons those that have not the law given unto them.

Find ways to establish just laws. Then help your children keep them, but remember to be a “just [Mom], and a merciful [Mom] also.”

2. Trust God while holding to His Word

There is no better source for reading up on God’s attributes than the Scriptures. Again from Alma: “For behold, it is as easy to give heed to the word of Christ, which will point to you a straight course to eternal bliss, as it was for our fathers to give heed to this compass, which would point unto them a straight course to the promised land.

“And now I say, is there not a type in this thing? For just as surely as this director did bring our fathers, by following its course, to the promised land, shall the words of Christ, if we follow their course, carry us beyond this vale of sorrow into a far better land of promise.”

3. Exemplify Obedience

Again from the account of the armies of Helaman, “Yea, and they did obey and observe to perform every word of command with exactness;” Such exactness is not taught by word only, but by example. The mothers of these young men could have taught their sons such strict obedience only by being obedient themselves.

Once, as my family sat around the dinner table, the conversation turned to some friends of ours that had left their church and removed their temple garments. My mom said with an air of caution: “Don’t people realize what kind of peril they put themselves in?” She may not remember this experience, but it made such an impression on my mind that I have never forgotten it. I shall always remember how dedicated my mother is to her temple covenants.

4. Seek conversion

King Benjamin taught his people to “remember, and always retain in remembrance, the greatness of God, and your own nothingness, and his goodness and long-suffering towards you, unworthy creatures, and humble yourselves even in the depths of humility, calling on the name of the Lord daily, and standing steadfastly in the faith of that which is to come, which was spoken by the mouth of the angel.

“And behold, I say unto you that if ye do this ye shall always rejoice, and be filled with the love of God, and always retain a remission of your sins; and ye shall grow in the knowledge of the glory of him that created you, or in the knowledge of that which is just and true.

“And ye will not suffer your children that they go hungry, or naked; neither will ye suffer that they transgress the laws of God, and fight and quarrel one with another, and serve the devil, who is the master of sin, or who is the evil spirit which hath been spoken of by our fathers, he being an enemy to all righteousness.

“But ye will teach them to walk in the ways of truth and soberness; ye will teach them to love one another, and to serve one another.” My sister Angie had the recent insight that seeking conversion and humbling oneself before God will naturally lead parents to do all the rest of these things. Putting forth so much effort into the teaching and rearing of children may seem daunting, but when we humble ourselves first and seek to be converted, the rest will come. Diligent parenting is a natural outgrowth of conversion to the gospel of Jesus Christ. For as Jesus Christ taught Peter, “When thou art converted, strengthen thy brethren.” Another paraphrase: “When thou art converted, strengthen thy children.”

5. Point children to Christ

Build family traditions that point your children to the Savior.

“For we labor diligently to write, to persuade our children, and also our brethren, to believe in Christ, and to be reconciled to God; … And we talk of Christ, we rejoice in Christ, we preach of Christ, we prophesy of Christ, and we write according to our prophecies, that our children may know to what source they may look for a remission of their sins.”[8]

When my siblings and I were growing up, we pulled out a wooden manger after Thanksgiving and left it out for the Christmas season. A bag of straw remained hidden in a nearby cupboard. Each time we did a good deed for someone else, usually in secret, we removed a piece of straw from the bag and placed it in the manger. Our goal was to ensure that the manger was full enough for baby Jesus when He arrived. It remained vacant until Christmas, when the baby Jesus, represented by a small doll wrapped in swaddling clothes, was placed by my mother in the manger in time for Christmas morning. Before opening any presents, before the rush and awkward juvenile tension of Christmas began, we sang Christmas carols together, made our procession to the manger, and quietly paused to behold the newborn Son of God reverently resting in the manger. My, what a clever mother I had. Not only did she enjoy the benefits of children serving one another during the Christmas season, but she instilled in us at a very early age a testimony of the divinity of Jesus Christ and His mission to the Earth.

6. Keep perspective

Again, from my sister Becky: “A couple of years ago, Mom's violin was sitting in it's case on the shelf where it goes. One of my little boys who shall remain nameless Kendall walked passed, [and] barely touched it. The lid fell down and cracked the instrument. I felt terrible mostly due to the fact that I had NO money to be able to repair it. Mom went ahead and got it fixed and NEVER SAID A WORD. I didn't dare ask about it, because I was afraid of hearing the answer. Finally I got up the nerve to ask her what it had cost ($800). I was sick over it, but she pointed out that accidents happen and it was just a thing, less important than the person.

“We have a lot of nice instruments in our families. We could try to keep them all in pristine condition and they would sit on a shelf and never be touched...except by adults...still not foolproof...or we can use them for what they're intended.”

Becky continues: “Although [Mom] was never satisfied with the state of the house (when we were growing up), she never let that worry get in the way of the time she spent developing children. She could have been so consumed with the day-to-day up-keep that she might not have ever gotten to the truly important things. As [my husband’s] mom says, "Children are only yours for a short time. The house will always need to be cleaned."

In the Sermon on the Mount, the Savior taught, “Take therefore no thought for the morrow: for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.” He also taught, “Lay not up for yourselves treasures upon earth, where moth and rust doth corrupt, and where thieves break through and steal:

“But lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt, and where thieves do not break through nor steal:

“For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.”[9]



[1] N. Eldon Tanner, No Greater Honor: The Woman’s Role. New Era. January, 1977.

[2] Alma 57:20-21

[3] National Center for Family Literacy (NCFL). Mothers Can Improve Children’s Academic Success by Reading. April 2008. http://www.newswise.com/articles/view/539997/

[4] Quoted by President David O. McKay, Conference Report, April 1931, pp. 79–80.

[5] (DBY, 199–200)

[6] Alma 42:20

[7] Alma 40:22

[8] 2 Nephi 25:23,26

[9] Matthew 6:19-21

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Moscow, Russia - October, 2007

Well, I’m way behind on reporting on my travels … way behind as in, I haven’t reported on last year, so I’d better catch up.

Aside of my weightlifting ventures to exotic places like … Johnson City, Tennessee, the biggest trip that I took in 2007 was to Moscow, Russia, where I gave a presentation on the Rosetta Stone Russian product at a conference hosted by the Russian State University for the Humanities (Российский Государственный Гуманитарный Университет). It was a wonderful experience because:

- I got to travel to Russia for the first time since my mission.

- I gained valuable professional experience.

- I met a lot of wonderful people whose focus is to teach Russian either as a foreign or second language. Many of these people were from the Moscow area, but many were from other parts of the Russian Federation or other countries, like Germany, Italy, and South Korea.

The opportunity resulted from collaborating on the Rosetta Stone Russian product with Nyusya Milman-Miller, professor of Russian Language and Literature at Virginia Tech. She had a connection with the RSL program at RSUH, who in turn invited me to come present at their conference.

So, I applied for a visa, packed my bags, and went on a very long plane ride.

The first thing that I have to say about visiting Russia not as a missionary is that it’s weird. You’re not wearing a shirt and tie, so not everyone is staring at you. You don’t need to feel paranoid that the police are going to stop you at any minute or that thugs are going to give you trouble.

On the plane, I sat next to a pretty cool kid named Radik, in his early twenties, married, lives in Virginia. Flew into Sheremetievo on Saturday morning and was greeted by Elena from RSUH. We got into a cab, I sat in the front, buckled up, and Elena exclaimed to the driver, “You see, Kolya, a western person gets in the car and immediately buckles his seatbelt.” I couldn’t help but respond that I was just familiar with the way Russian cab drivers drive.

The weather on Sunday was perfect. Sunny, temperate, with yellow leaves all over the trees. Woke up very early, went downtown and took pictures of Red Square and other parts of Moscow. Went to church, met up with Dima Mikulin, an elder from my mission, from the Ukraine, now living in Moscow.

Monday was spent preparing for my presentation, registering my passport, meeting the program director at RSUH.

The conference began on Tuesday. We had a general opening session, then lunch. After lunch, I gave my presentation. Unfortunately, right when I got up, my colleague Nyusya’s eyes got really big as she motioned for me to wipe something off of my nose. Apparently, I had a big streak of pen ink that had somehow found its way onto my cartilage.

The presentation went well. It was definitely a growing experience.

The subsequent days of the conference were spent listening to several 20-minute lectures in Russian, some of which were very interesting. One led to a debate over whether the western educational system was better than that of the former USSR. I’m not sure how well received my capitalist comments were, but I made them none the less.

The conference ended and I found myself very bored on Friday. Saturday, a German kid on my floor and I went to the Tretiakov Gallery and saw some incredible Russian master works. The weekend was spent watching General Conference. Monday I returned home.