Before we signed on to join the missionary team in Menya, we were warned repeatedly that the language belonged to the dreaded “Angan” language family. So here is my list of the top five hardest things about Menyan…(Click the Pic to read on)
This is Teti (one of our literacy-grads) reading a story that he wrote down himself. It’s a bit crass, but it cracks up all the Menyans. And he’s quite proud as you’ll see.
To cook in Menya, Menyans need firewood. That means picking a tree, cutting down the tree, cutting up the tree and splitting the tree.
For the grandparents.
Wes started a typing class/reading night for our literacy graduates.
We’re back in Menya and a baby was born while we were gone.