Wait- Make That Nine
We are dorm parents, and we had our ten 10 year old boys come this week. There are four Koreans, one Indian, one national, and three Americans, although two of the Americans have spent more time in Africa than America. The first night was rather traumatic; lots of tears and lots of trying not to have tears, because ten-year-old boys don’t cry no matter what nationality they are.
The differences between nationality in ten year old boys are...
Last hello before the storm! Hope this finds all of you doing well. We think of all of you so often and wish you were here to share these amazing experiences with us. I wanted to write once more before life becomes busier. Things have definitely already sped up for us and, yes, we are feeling a bit overwhelmed at what’s before us. But we serve a God who delights in showing Himself strong when we are weak, and He...
Continue ReadingI had a defining moment this week.
But before I get to that, there were other things of note:
We went to the dukas to eat. Dukas are restaurants within walking distance. Their walls are made of tin, and the one we ate at was deluxe; it had a cement floor rather than a dirt one. There was a large menu on the wall. It was primarily for decoration, for you soon learn it is better to ask `What do you have?’...
Continue ReadingIt was time. My seven days of Swahili had prepared me to go to the Masai Market. What is it, you ask? Imagine as you exit a major expressway, you begin to see dozens of people walking rather precariously above the traffic to a market of hundreds of Africans spreading their goods for sale on the dirt ground. And you have a target on your forehead: Inside the bullseye reads: Here lies a dumb rich white person: charge as much...
Continue ReadingToday I just have some random thoughts and anecdotes from a Westerner during her first month in Kenya.
Habari zenu! Na mimi? Mzuri. Asante sana. Jana nilijifunza kiswahili. Leo ninajifunza kiswahili na kesho nitajifunza kiswahili! I’m not trying to show off. That was actually a helpful review for me. Steve and I are both taking a Swahili class now and I was reviewing. Also, there are actually 2 recipients of this letter who know Swahili! They can correct me. The hopeful...
Dear friends:
I’m getting behind on life here. I still haven’t told you about the hike to the waterfall. It was wonderful, but I am not what I once was! As we approached this hike, I am envisioning a nice nature trail like in the state parks we camp in. They’re usually about 2-3 miles, nice cleared paths where you can usually stroll hand-in-hand. Well this is Africa, and it wasn’t anything like that!
We walked 3 miles on a train track...
Most men that are married believe, at least deep down, that their wives are better people than they are. Guys like to scratch and spit; woman tend to be deeper and more refined. Anyway, I have always known that with my bride: she is smart, kind, and beautiful and the list can go on forever. And I am grateful for it.
But there are those rare occasions where the differences shout, and this week was one of them. We had our...
In a one-week period, we had the opportunity to visit both extremes of wilderness. I’ll be brief, but let me tell you about both:
Nairobi
Nairobi is the largest city in Kenya, with an estimated population of 30 million. As you drive to it on terrible roads, you notice matatu’s, which are vans crammed packed with Kenyans. If an American mini van can hold 9 people, the same van will put thirty people in them. I’ve seen people on top of them,...
