We have been living almost 4 months now in a Glaro village. Life is getting more into a routine, and even the “strange” things are starting to get more normal. For example, a Scorpion found his last day on our little front porch last week. And having some alligator meat in the sauce that our neighbor sent us does not surprise us anymore either.
But why moving again? Well, from the beginning we were not sure if we would stay in this village. The Glaro population has become far outnumbered here, and this makes it more difficult to learn Glaro. While just a few miles, across the river that marks the border to Liberia, lives a bigger Glaro community where all villages speak almost only Glaro.
Well, since last week it is settled – we will move over there. The Glaro villages there are far more isolated and the nearest shop will be about a half day of travel away, making “life” a bit more difficult; however, this will be the better place to learn Glaro and we believe this is where God would have us to continue the work among them.
Our efforts on learning the Glaro language will continue over there. For now we are still trying to get our ears tuned to the 90 vowels of the Glaro Language. I guess you can imagine that having so many vowels, some of them really sound alike to us, while to them they are very distinct!!!! At times this is quite frustrating, but we have noticed that we have started to distinguish some of those vowels by now.
Thank you very much for all your prayers, Aaron and Amy 