Often, I’m left feeling like the jungle’s biggest nincompoop. Like today, for instance, when I was walking through the bush behind one of my Iski friends. I miss-stepped and ended up in swamp muck up to my belt loops, while my barefooted friend and his 4-year old kid walked along like they were strolling through […]
When we were getting ready to come over here to Papua New Guinea and move into our tribe, people were always telling us how exciting and full of adventure our lives were. They acted like we were going to be experiencing something akin to “Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom” every day. It was […]
We built a little fire pit under our house a few weeks ago (remember, our house is on stilts varying 8-14 feet off the ground). It’s been a nice way to have some fun, relaxed family time on the weekends, as well as be a teaching opportunity for the boys about fire safety. Sometimes we’ll […]
The Jungle and I have this little game that we’ve developed. The rules are fairly simple: I in some way insinuate to my wife that I think I’ve finally bug-proofed our house, and then The Jungle responds by unleashing one of its horribly terrifying creatures into our home. It’s sort of like non-verbal, playful banter, […]
Our people think that I am slightly more durable than a porcelain doll, and marginally more athletic than a jumbo-sized marshmallow. Personally, I’d always kind of considered myself as an athletic, outdoorsy person, but after spending these last three days trekking through the bush and paddling through the swamps, visiting a few Iski villages, I’m […]
We had the first Iski-language literacy class the other day! The school day started out like you might expect, everyone smiling and excited, all the students dressed in their best clothes, and the entire population of our village lined up in the “town square” to shake the hands of the teachers and all the students…oh, […]
This is the official last day of our “vacation.” As you can see, we have taken to using little quote marks when we refer to our time out in town. I now understand the pitying looks our partners gave us before we left, when we told them how much we were going to benefit from 2 weeks of rest and relaxation. What naive, newbie missionaries we must have sounded like!
When Sunday rolled around, I was pulled away from my coffee cup by my co-worker’s knock on my door. I could tell right away that I was in for an interesting morning, because Andre (my co-worker) was out of breath.
This last Friday, as I sat at my desk with smoke coming out of my ears from all the mental circuits that had recently been fried attempting to learn the Iski language, I thought up an analogy of my situation. It’s not a perfect depiction, by any means, but to my heat-exhausted psyche at the […]
A few weeks ago, I wrote a post bemoaning the fact that we hadn’t gotten fruit on the last heli flight that came in, and we weren’t going to have an opportunity to get more for several more weeks. Even though I was being kind of whiny and pathetic about the whole thing, we still […]