Timber

After a three day delay–which doesn’t qualify as a delay in PNG–I found the lumber jacks cutting my trees. One man ran the chainsaw while his supervisors stood close. I am thankful no one got hurt and the chainsaw survived the morning since, I assume, I would have been financially responsible for any injury or…

Coffee Picking

This week I picked coffee beans with Wati for a few hours–it was a family affair. Mom hung three-week-old, still nameless baby in a tree so she could work. Young Lee snuck beans from the bucket to eat when no one was looking. And the other two girls played in the jungle. Meanwhile, I learned…

Child Rearing Contrasts

  I went to find Wally, one of my language tutors, but he wasn’t home. Instead I found his four older children sitting by the fire cooking some greens. Cute, right? At least their youngest sibling was away with mom. What do our neighbors think about the way we treat our children? We don’t leave…

Daniel’s Garden

Today I walked with Daniel to his jungle garden. It’s tough (for me) to distinguish garden from jungle up there so I never let Daniel get too far ahead. I watched him tear some bark, tie it into a circle and then use it as a foothold while climbing a tree to retrieve some beetle…

PNG Justice

Lipson came over yesterday to help me with language study, but we started on another topic. He had been to court–don’t think Law & Order–because his brother had burned down his marita* tree and then they fought. This sounded juicy so I pursued it. Lipson owns, or owned, a marita tree. He and his brother…