If you haven’t heard, nature’s got another “el niño” on. In PNG, that translates to drought. Since our return to Menya, it has rained once and it wasn’t much. We were told that was the first rain in months. You can see in the picture above how low our “big river” is–all those rocks are covered when…
We read an abridged version of Beowulf in school. Belle and Lucy wrote the story in their own words. Enjoy.
This happened in our yard today. Warning: a rooster was harmed in the making of the video.
I’ve got too many languages/alphabets in my head. I just had to look up the word “touch” to make sure I wasn’t writing “touché”
By lunchtime today I had visited a house where mourners gathered around a dead body, seen a man beat his wife in front of dozens of onlookers, and heard a man’s account of having shot a thief with an arrow. Even for Menya, that’s a lot for a morning.
Our house is infested with ants. Rather than feeling disgusted or annoyed, I just feel relieved that they aren’t the electro-nesters.