At about 11:00 pm I was lying in bed not yet asleep when I heard our neighbor, Edwin, calling out for one of his children. He called out repeatedly with increasing urgency. Just when I was ready to get dressed and go outside with my spotlight, it stopped. (Click the Pic to read on)
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.