Recruiting Language Helpers

We have gotten very used to our routine back in Goroka (where we have been living since we arrived.) It was nice having an arrangement with Hoax and Margaret to meet twice a week and it was helpful to know many of the people living around us so we could easily find someone to practice…

Church in Mibu

Today (Sunday) we went to church in one of the villages here. It was a hard hike with the whole family, but worth it. We got to see Mibu people teaching in the church, and singing and praying to our God. The entire service was in the hands of the Mibu believers–no missionary input at…

Flying to Mibu

We made it to our bush location! In the picture above you can see a few houses with silver tin roofs–those are the missionary houses. We are living in the one farthest to the right. To the left of the last silver-roofed house on the left you can see a small lighter green patch inside…

Funeral (Part 3)

And now, the thrilling conclusion to my funeral coverage–or at least the last part. I first heard that Hoax’s mother had died on Friday when he called me to say he wouldn’t be able to come to our house for our “language session.” He had planned to come, but explained that he had to cancel…

Funeral (Part 2)

The funeral was just over a week ago, but I’ve been a little slow writing more about it, so here we go. The day before the burial (Friday) was the day I walked out to Hoax’s house with one of our friends, Josh, and gave our “sorry” which I described previously. While we were there,…

Funeral (Part 1)

Last Wednesday, Hoax’s mother passed away. Though we didn’t know her any better than to say “hello,” we certainly know Hoax and wanted to express our sympathy. Doing that here is a little different than in America. In PNG there are cultural traditions, expectations and even demands beyond what we are used to. In order…

Ginalyn

By now most of you know who Hoax is, but if not you can search (top right) for his name and read a few posts about him. We haven’t written yet about one of his daughters, Ginalyn. Here she is: As you can see from this picture, she is wasting away. From Hoax and from…

Watering Hole

Last week I was out and about chillin with one of my homies (a fifteen year old and his family to be specific) and he asked if I wanted to see where they get their water. Of course I did. So he led me, and few younger kids, on a twenty minute hike that started…