Family Fun Day

Today we set up the first Menya Water Park. Kiddie pool, water slide, water canon, elegant fountain and more.

 

After a while the kids realized soaking moms is the most fun.

Here’s Penny being double-teamed by her teen-age sons.

Eventually water park became mud park.

 

 

Menyan Nuance

This week I was sitting in my office with Wati trying to understand the difference between two separate tenses in the Menyan language. They aren’t actually tenses, but we don’t have a more accurate term with which to label them. If they were a tenses, they would both be future-ish, so that wouldn’t help. And when…

Stalling Trimmer

I have Stihl trimmer that I can’t get running correctly. I bought in America in 2010 and used it for a summer. Then I shipped it to PNG and it was stored for nearly three years (without gas.) I can get it started, but I cannot run it at full throttle. It speeds up as…

Chicken-Chicken-Dog

This afternoon Penny taught some of the village kids to play “Chicken-Chicken-Dog.” It’s ok that she didn’t use the correct animals in her instruction because she didn’t use the correct rules either. How many chickens can fit in that pot at one time Penny? I have to admit, though, dog seems more appropriate than goose. After…

Mashed Banana

Yesterday while walking around our village I came upon these two teenagers making a batch of mashed-banana-roll-ups. That’s not the Menyan name, but it’s accurately descriptive. (Side note: this is the closest thing to a date I’ve seen since moving to PNG.) The pair had mashed the bananas before my arrival so they were already in…

Menyan Diet

In studying the Menyan language I’ve learned to recognize co-opted words. It’s not hard. When the Menyans wish to add a new noun to their vocabulary, they typically add “-əgə” (pronounced like UGA’s bulldog mascot) to the end of a word. Thus a shovel (or spade) is “spadəgə.” A cell phone is “fonəgə.” This comes in…

Sliced Bread

This week I’m alone in our house in Menya which gives me lots of time to work–which makes me hungry–and lots of time to think–which makes me contemplative. Perfect conditions for the following revelation…

Mountain Power

We are out at our base (Sobega) in town (Goroka) this week for our annual regional conference. More on that later. The break gives me some time to catch up on a story from a couple of weeks ago about this guy: Wes and I were walking with Reuben who, you may remember, escorted us…