Eggactly My Point

November 19, 2002 by Steve Peifer

After the fiasco with the babies escaping through the back door and playing in the rain and the largest puddles they could find, we identified the culprit (the dog) who pushed the doors open for them. We changed the ways the door closed so it couldn’t happen again.
So Nancy took the babies for a walk, and the egg man came and dropped off some eggs in our `safe’ room. They were on the shelf, and Nancy didn’t notice them when...

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Oh, it’s ok; I’ve been poisoned before

November 6, 2002 by Steve Peifer

A great former missionary, the invincible Doug Dempsey, once told me `It’s not if, it’s when.’ The great scourge of all African missionaries, it strikes without warning. Whether it is the water, food that has gone south, or something in the air, it struck without warning, but much subsequent fanfare.
We had SIXTY-ONE kids in the infirmary with food poisoning on Friday. When you have a campus of five hundred kids, that means there was a LOT of sudden running. It...

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Baby Break Out!

October 31, 2002 by Steve Peifer

Sunday morning, I went next door to borrow something. Nancy went into the bedroom to put on her shoes. The babies were playing in the living room.
We came back, and the babies were gone. They are usually in the living room, where a barrier and closed door keeps them confined. But they had gotten out. We searched through the house, and couldn’t find them anywhere.
Finally, we went out the back door. There, in the pouring rain, sat our two babies,...

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A Kiss is Still a Kiss (Giraffes excepted)

October 18, 2002 by Steve Peifer

We haven’t done to many outings with the babies yet. When you take two naps a day, and most things are an hour away, it tends to cramp your style. But we are now in the land of one nap a day, so the six of us went to the Giraffe Center in Nairobi.
Things are more relaxed in Africa. There was hardly anything separating the giraffes from us. The giraffes would eat out of your hand. They would even eat...

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Feet Greetings

October 9, 2002 by Steve Peifer

I’m 47, and I’m not sure I’ve every had a real thought about jellybeans. In the states, I might eat some when they are around, but I don’t remember ever buying them and I don’t particularly enjoy them.
Nancy brought some back from the states, and Sunday night we opened the bag. It was one of those with many different kinds of flavors, and we spent over an hour, going around in a circle, choosing and eating them one by one.
Each...

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Wheelchairs aren’t funny; it just SEEMED that way

September 23, 2002 by Steve Peifer

Grace told our Swahili teacher that he should bring Nancy a present for how well she is doing in language studies. It seemed natural to ask her `Don’t you think he should bring ME a present also?’
At this point, something happened that was difficult to interpret culturally. Fortunately, I have been in Africa for a while and have developed an expertise to interpret what occurred next.
Grace started laughing as hard as I have ever seen anyone laugh. She went to...

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Africa is whiter than Indiana

September 8, 2002 by Steve Peifer

Several years ago, I signed a contract with a company in Indiana. To celebrate, they said they wanted to go a Mexican restaurant. I had lived in Texas for years, and told them I ate lots of real Mexican food, and we could go someone else. They insisted, so we went.
When the waiter came over, he asked if I wanted to hear the specials. I said sure, and he said `We’ve got (I’m going to write this like he said...

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We’re not even in the race

September 3, 2002 by Steve Peifer

I guess I say this a lot in these emails, but I’ve never had a day like Saturday in my life. The drop out rate in Kenya is almost 70%, but when lunch is provided, the numbers tend to drop dramatically. We hoped to decrease the drop out rate and help children learn a little easier.
The plan was that all the maize and beans would be delivered to the orphanage where they had a guarded locked room. On Saturday morning...

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