Saturday, January 30, 2010
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Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Bus ride to Piassa, another intrepid adventure with Sandy and Carole
On Monday Sandy and I decided to take the bus to Piassa as we are accustomed to doing but just for fun we thought we should also find our way home by bus also instead of having Trusty Dawiit drive us . The adventure begins, we climb aboard the Higer bus and off we go . When we get to the area that has many butcher shops we see a dead hyena on the road. We have been told that they are rarely seen near town but this is the second one we have seen dead in the road in this same place. I’m not sure “rare” means the same thing in oromo that it means in english.
Next we come to the detour around the new road construction, We’ve been stuck on this hill before. Our fearless bus driver determines not to wait for the the traffic jam on the hill to disperse and instead he turns down a narrow side street. Ok this doesnt look so good, it is so tight that only about a foot of space was between the bus and the walls of the compounds lining the street. The bus rounds a tighter corner and comes to a stop. We are caught between a rock and a hard place quite literally. Some men get off the bus and I decide to try to get some film of the problem.
I climb up to the front of the bus and shoot some film, now there is a large group of men in the street and they are chanting what sounds like an old work chant. I managed to squeeze out the door just in time to catch a few frames of the crowd and the road is cleared. Back on the bus , a few more tight squeezes and our bus is back on route for Piassa.
We arrive at our destination without further troubles and disembark the bus to wander happily about the charming treets of Piassa. We tried a new cafe for lunch and were pleasantly surprised by the quality of the food and the the cleanliness of the establishment. We even found our way to the Blue Supermarket and Shoa Store for our much needed supplies .
Only one challenge left, where do we catch the bus back to burayu? Well ask a total stranger of course. Wasn’t it Scarlet O’Hara who said ” I have always depended on the kindness of strangers”. A nice gentleman in line with us at the Shoa store gave us excellent directions. Just go straight up that really steep hill and cross over to the corner. No problemo! Have I mentioned the elevation here is over 8000 ft. Huffing a little we crest the hill, find our bus and off we go for home with all our delightful purchases in hand. We have been cautioned about the buses but I must say that we always meet very friendly people on them and have adventures we would not want to miss. I encourage any intrepid traveler to take full advantage of the inexpensive Higer Buses. Just dont be in a hurry to get anywhere. And pray. happily serving our LORD and SAVIOUR in Burayu, Carole and Sandy.
Next we come to the detour around the new road construction, We’ve been stuck on this hill before. Our fearless bus driver determines not to wait for the the traffic jam on the hill to disperse and instead he turns down a narrow side street. Ok this doesnt look so good, it is so tight that only about a foot of space was between the bus and the walls of the compounds lining the street. The bus rounds a tighter corner and comes to a stop. We are caught between a rock and a hard place quite literally. Some men get off the bus and I decide to try to get some film of the problem.
I climb up to the front of the bus and shoot some film, now there is a large group of men in the street and they are chanting what sounds like an old work chant. I managed to squeeze out the door just in time to catch a few frames of the crowd and the road is cleared. Back on the bus , a few more tight squeezes and our bus is back on route for Piassa.
We arrive at our destination without further troubles and disembark the bus to wander happily about the charming treets of Piassa. We tried a new cafe for lunch and were pleasantly surprised by the quality of the food and the the cleanliness of the establishment. We even found our way to the Blue Supermarket and Shoa Store for our much needed supplies .
Only one challenge left, where do we catch the bus back to burayu? Well ask a total stranger of course. Wasn’t it Scarlet O’Hara who said ” I have always depended on the kindness of strangers”. A nice gentleman in line with us at the Shoa store gave us excellent directions. Just go straight up that really steep hill and cross over to the corner. No problemo! Have I mentioned the elevation here is over 8000 ft. Huffing a little we crest the hill, find our bus and off we go for home with all our delightful purchases in hand. We have been cautioned about the buses but I must say that we always meet very friendly people on them and have adventures we would not want to miss. I encourage any intrepid traveler to take full advantage of the inexpensive Higer Buses. Just dont be in a hurry to get anywhere. And pray. happily serving our LORD and SAVIOUR in Burayu, Carole and Sandy.
Lost in Translation
Hello faithful blog readers. I am sorry it took me so long to write a new post. We have had many distractions and spiritual battles on several fronts. Don't Lose Hope The Battle is The Lords.
We must always remember that our adversary never sleeps and is constantly seeking to spread chaos, after all he is the author of confusion.
This morning in my devotions I was uplifted by the words of the 27th psalm. ‘ Though an army may encamp against me, my heart shall not fear; Though war may rise against me, in this I will be confident. One thing I have desired of the Lord, that I will seek; That I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of the Lord, and to inquire in His temple. For in the time of trouble He shall hide me in His pavillion; In the secret place of His tabernacle He shall hide me; He shall set me high upon a rock. And now my head shall be lifted up above my enemies all around me. Therefore I will offer sacrifices of joy in His tabernacle; I will sing , yes, I will sing praises to the Lord.
After my uplifting morning devotions I spent 2 hours pouring over 3 different English to Oromo books just to come up with one sentence that could be understood by an ” interpreter’ who could then explain to our friend Buse. What time , day and place we could meet her. It took about 20 minutes of broken english and my very poor pronunciations of Oromo to convey that information.
I often find myself mentally wore out and it is difficult to find the time and space I need to get spiritually recharged and ready to go back in for the next round. Praise God for the patience of those who are faithfully serving Him here.
It is not just a matter of a new language to learn, that is challenging enough. We must also use the Ethiopian calender year, month and day and even the way time is kept is different. So explaining to someone that you would like to meet them at 9 am on Friday morning Jan. 29 th at our home becomes an incredible undertaking. Up until now we have relied on ‘ interpreters ‘ for this communication but we are never where we are supposed to be when we are supposed to be there.
You see today is not Jan. 27 2010 by the Ethiopian calender.And it is not 2 pm in the afternoon. It is Amajjii 20 th 2002 at 8 o clock in the afternoon. Now if I could throw away my gregorian calender and my international time watch and live on Ethiopian time things would be somewhat simpler but our responsibilities to churches, families and GGI prevent that luxury.
I suppose that it sounds like I am whining, but I love my life and work here and wouldn’t trade it for anything. Please keep Sandy and I in your prayers , the daily challenges can quickly become overwhelming. Your sister in Christ, Carole
We must always remember that our adversary never sleeps and is constantly seeking to spread chaos, after all he is the author of confusion.
This morning in my devotions I was uplifted by the words of the 27th psalm. ‘ Though an army may encamp against me, my heart shall not fear; Though war may rise against me, in this I will be confident. One thing I have desired of the Lord, that I will seek; That I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of the Lord, and to inquire in His temple. For in the time of trouble He shall hide me in His pavillion; In the secret place of His tabernacle He shall hide me; He shall set me high upon a rock. And now my head shall be lifted up above my enemies all around me. Therefore I will offer sacrifices of joy in His tabernacle; I will sing , yes, I will sing praises to the Lord.
After my uplifting morning devotions I spent 2 hours pouring over 3 different English to Oromo books just to come up with one sentence that could be understood by an ” interpreter’ who could then explain to our friend Buse. What time , day and place we could meet her. It took about 20 minutes of broken english and my very poor pronunciations of Oromo to convey that information.
I often find myself mentally wore out and it is difficult to find the time and space I need to get spiritually recharged and ready to go back in for the next round. Praise God for the patience of those who are faithfully serving Him here.
It is not just a matter of a new language to learn, that is challenging enough. We must also use the Ethiopian calender year, month and day and even the way time is kept is different. So explaining to someone that you would like to meet them at 9 am on Friday morning Jan. 29 th at our home becomes an incredible undertaking. Up until now we have relied on ‘ interpreters ‘ for this communication but we are never where we are supposed to be when we are supposed to be there.
You see today is not Jan. 27 2010 by the Ethiopian calender.And it is not 2 pm in the afternoon. It is Amajjii 20 th 2002 at 8 o clock in the afternoon. Now if I could throw away my gregorian calender and my international time watch and live on Ethiopian time things would be somewhat simpler but our responsibilities to churches, families and GGI prevent that luxury.
I suppose that it sounds like I am whining, but I love my life and work here and wouldn’t trade it for anything. Please keep Sandy and I in your prayers , the daily challenges can quickly become overwhelming. Your sister in Christ, Carole
Monday, January 11, 2010
Tough Day
We had a tough day yesterday. It started out great. Spent the morning cooking food for some of our poorest kids and when we got to the last delivery we found Dinka’s mom so sick we thought she might die if she didn’t get care immediately. We did not know what to do and we didn’t have an interpreter so we began to pray for God to help us and oh boy did he answer big time!
Our friend Getachew was looking for us and managed to track us down by asking if anyone saw where the two white women went. He is a church elder and knows everyone. He and I went to look for the doctor and left Sandy with Dinka’s mom.
We walked across town to the clinic. Not there. Then to his home. Not there. Then on the phone but there was no phone service – that happens a lot. Back across to Dinka’s on foot of course. Getachew left to find a taxi and I walked back across town to our house because we were supposed to meet Samson and Enat at 4 pm.
We eventually got Sirne into a budja (taxi) and to the clinic and Dr Feyissa eventually got there also. She is better today and they even sent her home this afternoon. She has no money to pay the medical bill so we are going to pay for her drugs and Dr Feyissa is not charging for the time in the clinic. Praise God!
Please continue to pray our GGI families. God can do mighty things when we pray!
This is a picture of me and Dinka taken a while back.
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Christmas in Burayu
Its Christmas eve on the Ethiopian calendar. We had an awesome time with our GGI kids. The sunday school teacher put on a great program with her kids and a song by our kids. Then we got to give our kids a gift bag for each one with all kinds of fun goodies. You would have thought the gift bags were full of gold the way their faces looked when they opened them up.
Then after all the kids’ performances the worship leader led a spirit filled time of worship that must have lasted about 45 minutes. The whole church was jumping and clapping and all the kids were on the stage dancing and jumping even Sandy got up there with our kids. It was the most fun I ever had in church.
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Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Teaching at Bereket School
We had hoped that we would get some training, orientation or curriculum, but we are pretty much just winging it. We bought some books to help us with ideas for lesson plans. Last week was easy I just tried to engage the kids with questions and once the ice broke I had a lot of fun learning about their favorite things and telling them some of mine.
This week its down to serious business. I had my plan, teach the long and short vowel sounds. I entered my class room fearlessly, knowing I was armed with a full lesson plan. That went well with my 8th grade class and surprisingly good with my very big 5th grade class and even the 6th grade went smooth. Ahhh, sigh of relief only one period left and its the 7th graders, it’s a small class only about 14 students. This will be a breeze, I’ll just sail right through and in no time I’ll be home taking a well earned nap. Hah! My class had an entirely different agenda. It became readily apparent that they had very little interest in my lesson plan. What to do, how could I regain their attention……. after some quick thinking I devised a new strategy. I know I’ll take some photos of the class. Ok, those of you who actually are trained teachers can probably see the flaw in my plan but naively I charged on. Total chaos rapidly ensued. But we sure had fun and I’m reasonably certain they did learn a few words like ’silence!’ ‘Be Quiet!’ and ‘Sit down!’
This week its down to serious business. I had my plan, teach the long and short vowel sounds. I entered my class room fearlessly, knowing I was armed with a full lesson plan. That went well with my 8th grade class and surprisingly good with my very big 5th grade class and even the 6th grade went smooth. Ahhh, sigh of relief only one period left and its the 7th graders, it’s a small class only about 14 students. This will be a breeze, I’ll just sail right through and in no time I’ll be home taking a well earned nap. Hah! My class had an entirely different agenda. It became readily apparent that they had very little interest in my lesson plan. What to do, how could I regain their attention……. after some quick thinking I devised a new strategy. I know I’ll take some photos of the class. Ok, those of you who actually are trained teachers can probably see the flaw in my plan but naively I charged on. Total chaos rapidly ensued. But we sure had fun and I’m reasonably certain they did learn a few words like ’silence!’ ‘Be Quiet!’ and ‘Sit down!’
What a great time I had, and the photos I have to say are some of my favorites! I plan to resume a more structured line of teaching first thing next week. Luckily I have an extra day or two to get prepared. p.s. if you have any helpful ideas please feel free to post a comment on the blog. <>< CW
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