Together with two veteran missionaries and a handful of Menyan men, Wes and I spent last week writing four primers for our upcoming literacy program. Dianne and Annette, literacy consultants who have completed literacy programs in their own tribes and helped numerous others do the same, walked us step by step through the process of the tried and true method.
Elizabeth’s favorite day of Jan/Feb: the day the plane brings Christmas cards from home.
Driving the 4wheeler home from the airstrip I kept feeling/hearing a knocking. Upon inspection, I found the frame broken all the way through on one side. That’s not a big deal, right?
We killed our first homegrown chicken today—not much meat. Anyone know a good local source for chicken antibiotics and steroids?
This weekend Elizabeth learned from a couple ladies that the local treatment for intestinal worms is drinking a little kerosene.
Today, as I was sitting with Edwin, we heard what I thought was distant thunder on a sunny morning. Edwin corrected my thinking explaining the noise was not thunder, but the voices of wild men. Intrigued, I pursued the subject.
I have been to at least seven funerals in Menya over the last two years. Last week, on the day of one burial, a young man found the belongings of a teenager on the banks of the river. I was there when he first reported his discovery to a small group. They each immediately concluded “oh,…
Sights and sounds from a Menyan burial. (Click the play button above and be sure to turn HD on.)