I've just got my bongo teacher, cool experienced teacher. 

He will teach me for free from the time after my returning Germany.

Sometimes it's even scary how God keeps His promises. Three or fore years ago I were praying, and told Him that I don't want to have a dead life, life for better cars and another comfortable things, that I want to go to missionary school in three years (I didn't knew how long my study will long anyway), but here it comes - may be I forgot about it, but He didn't, He said that I'll go and now I'm going into my unexpected journey on week and a half. The same with music - with guitar and bongos. I love You my dear, You are the best friend, father and teacher ever!