Out of sequence

OUT OF SEQUENCE

This is a little out of sequence and actually from Sunday the 26^th of August and later in the week.

Taken after church Sunday morning it begs the question “What are they looking at?’….

The answer is:  EMMA!!!  Set up the computer to show everyone what Heidi had been hiding for so long.  They were all excited, especially the women who had children of their own. You would have loved to see their expressions and hear their laughter.

 During the week we went to the market to purchase more Awana and school supplies.  Moto-bike taxies are how people get their shopping done.  Women bring their children to market and carry everything home on a moto.

 

Even the young help support their family.   It is so awesome to see how industrious they are.  

Wish I could have captured two little ones on road from house to our neighborhood market.  Little boy about four with his two (doubt if three) year old brother in tow with left hand and carrying lunch pail with right hand walking alone down road to buy their lunch at market.
"It takes a village to raise a child." 

 

Babies go everywhere with their mothers and bond physically as well as emotionally.  Sometimes I think they must have velcro or glue them on.  Walking, riding a moto or working in the field baby stays with momma.

 

Back home in the “corner of the housetop” that I call my upper room I enjoy the afternoon rain.  I don’t know it at the time, but this same rain is destroying the road to church.  

Did I mention that i love Togo?????

Sunday Morning in Togo

This is a typical Sunday Morning Adventure.  Usually like to leave near 0715 but had late arriving guard and left at 0730.  Tchaa brought a four liter plastic jug to get gas for the village moulin and we needed to pickup Christian and his little daughters on the way. [delay in route]  If you have been following our journey, this part of the road will be familiar. Bridge is under construction and have had to use a temporary bypass for the past couple of weeks.  Three days of rain has made it almost unusable and the road worker who flagged us down said as much. [ build suspense] They were letting moto-bikes through at their own risk, but so is everything in Togo.... The video is me walking the route, measuring the "track" width and checking to see how solid what was left really was while praying for wisdom.  Turning around at this point and going the alternate route would add forty minutes to our journey and make the first service that much later......  Determining that there would be about six inches solid on either side and with a dog leg left part way through, sure, why not. [JON SAID his truck could go anywhere in four wheel drive]  Made everyone get out and walk across. Switching to four wheel drive, down and under, and to prayer mode for safety, drove across without incident.  Road worker was so impressed he actually applauded and said some praising French words....  I love Togo and the thrill of driving her roads and my God who watches over me.

 If you were ever part of a bus ministry you probably sang "The Wheels on the Bus Go Round, Round, Round" with your kids.  These are what wheels on a "missionary vehicle" look like in Togo.

It is all worth it.  These are the church kids starting their service

 and the adults, starting theirs.

 I love how even the smallest of children help enthusiastically in whatever work needs to be done.

OK  Good start for the day.  Now long way home and get ready to return this afternoon for the first day of our version of Awana's.  Since I am writing this "after the fact" I can tell you that Awana was amazing and one of the neatest experiences I have enjoyed in Togo.

It literally takes hours to post short videos, so AWANA will be up in a day or two.  Worth the wait I promise.  Everyone and I do mean everyone had fun with it and God received honor.  Amen.

odds and ends

Just a bunch of guys, showing off for the girls (who do not seem to be too impressed) like they do anywhere.

Wonder if these guys will be around come Thanksgiving?????

Missed opportunity....  Some one has nine million dollars in US $$$$$ and needs my help to get it.   If only I was not so cynical.........

1. cyn·i·cal/ˈsinikəl/

   Adjective:

   Believing that people are motivated by self-interest; distrustful of human sincerity or integrity. Doubtful as to whether something will happen or is worthwhile.

Again, blogspot did not get the picture right, but i did get the boxes (with postal damage)  Lost one dvd (smunched) and had some bent aluminum.   Bibles came through fine and so did bag for motobike.  Next box on the way.  Make that two on the way.  Yea, me.  reminds me of looking for a box from Brenda when I was in Vietnam.
For Easter, Brenda sent me a box of chocolate covered pop corn.  After we were married I thought of it again and told her how much I enjoyed it.  Then asked; "What made you think of chocolate covered pop corn?"  She replied; "I never sent you chocolate covered popcorn.  I sent a chocolate Easter bunny and packed it in pop corn to keep it safe."  110 degrees in the shade for two weeks rendered it unrecognizable but eatable. (did explain the little candy flowers in the middle of the mess).....  Still enjoy getting a care package.

twenty sets of flash cards for English class.  initially there are 51 cards in each set.  will add to it as new sounds are learned.  Ask me about the ng sound as in ing, ong, ang, and ung.  I can tell you all about it.  My English teacher in Junior High (and Senior) could not get me to learn what I am learning to teach now.....  Miss Reed, I am sorry I did not pay attention in class.

Some of the ladies in the market get creative in displaying what they have for sale.  Instead of a basket or bag, like we are used to, each stack is a unit of sale.  These are real oranges without being painted or dyed.  They even taste better.  Bananas are tree ripened, not shipped green and gassed to turn them yellow for the US market.  Bought a slice of pineapple (raw) to eat as i walked through the market. (200 francs = $.40)  Two bite into it and it slipped through my fingers and fell on the ground.  remembering the four second rule for dirt, I scooped it up quickly.  Spent 25 francs ($.05 cents) for a plastic bag of water.  Rinsed it off, finished eating and had enough water left over to wash my hands.  Did I mention that I love this place???

Electrician called that the wire we ordered had arrived.  I went to town to pick it up (by myself) and needed 300 meters of four conductors  in one piece.  100 meters is a foot ball field in length.  They took one end of the bundle and ran down the street with a tape measure. First 100.  bend in wire and carry double down till first end back at start and repeat carrying three down till bend back at start.  Make sense?  Trust me it does work.  Knocked over wheel barrow and tangled in two moto-bikes....... added about three meters and cut the wire.

Bought ten poles like these

and electrician strung wire to Bertine's house.   Yea, she has electricity now.  This is exciting, as she is a very hard working helper in the ministry here and has been on the waiting list for electricity for months.

What would any tale be without food????  Noelle, I think I found the ten pounds I lost.

Note:  (by myself) means I had no interpreter or anyone who knew me with me.  I throw that in to impress     those who understand that I am in a foreign nation that speaks French and local dialects, not English and I can survive.....

building awana play area 23Aug2012 part one

AWANA program at church!!  Well not exactly Awana but patterned after it.  Sort of like it.  Our version.  

Pastor Moussa, Christian, Christophe, Atiyodi and Tchaa working together have made up a program for the youth at Tchandida.  Two hours in the afternoon of the first and fourth Sunday of each month will be divided between Bible memorization, game time, message from the Bible and some treats.

Laying out a play area, between the church and Sunday school buildings, it was decided that this tree had to go.  My son Shane (24 hour tree service) allowing that 5000 miles was out side of his service area was not called and the tree went African style.

Everyone helps in what ever way they are able and the work goes forward.  While the men start on the tree removal.....

...the children carry buckets of sand and stone.

Digging out the roots disturbed what might have been a lunchtime snack had we some fire. Instead, he became a doggy treat.

Dig, shovel, cut, chop, pick, chop, dig, cut......

this is going to take a while

tote, carry, fetch, Manpower is the greatest commodity available in Togo and it accomplishes the most.

Modern tool is one that is machine made in the last 150 years.  Most are made as they were 1000 years ago.

Having had his treat and tired of all the goings on, our guard dog/mascot/ possible lunch, naps.

Oh.  Here is real lunch.  This was a treat prepared by one of the church women.  Kinda of like a steak fry dipped in hot fish sauce.  Actually quite good. (Have not found something I will not eat, yet)

Went for a little walk to enjoy the neighborhood.  

We are well below ground level and still cutting roots.  This is a really efficient way to take a tree down and not have a "stump removal" problem.

With little warning and no call of "timber"  it is on the ground.

As the tree is reduced to manageable size pieces, it is hauled away by a professional crew.

love their work ethic.

No stump grinding and an easy back fill.

One of the hardest working of our crew.  Every time I interact with the men and women of our village I am impressed by how hard they toil.  Atiyodi is not only a hard working young man, he is very intelligent and a leader of men.  Probably the most active worker in all aspects of the ministry at Tchandida.

As the tree disappears, work is directed once again to the play area.  This picture was taken from where the tree stood, looking back toward the church.

building awana play area 23Aug2012 part two

This is interesting, as I have yet to learn this game.   First a large square, with an equally large X and 0 are laid out.  (About 17 meters square)

The lines are then trenched with a pickaxe.  (About 3 inches wide and four inches deep)

While this is being done the material is prepared for making concrete.

Final touches to the satisfaction of the Mason.

These are some of the young people who have been hauling sand, stone and water.  Everyone wants to help.

Atiyodi makes the concrete.  He mixed the sand, stone, cement and water all afternoon. I like this young man.

[Blogspot is free, so i should not complain if occasionally it does not work exactly right.  I am sure there is a way to fix this picture. However, it takes nearly eight hours to upload this page of pictures and you can double click on it if you want to see it.]
Mix, carry, pour, trowel, carry, pour, mix, trowel and  repeat....

On any project you have the man who everyone follows.  A craftsman, such as a mason, gets to direct what he is responsible for.

When he is done he is entitled to take credit for as well as responsibility for his work.

Momma knows when you disturb the earth she gets food and brings her brood......

When a worker drops some food from his mouth, it does not go to waist nor to waste.

The work is done for the day and just in time as it starts to rain on our way home.

Driving is going to be so boring back in the states.........

You do not have to live here long to fall in love with the people and the land.  

Next post are just some odds and ends again.  However, the first of September may be an adventure day on my own and Sunday the second will be our first Awana program.  Stay tuned . . . . .

Newest Family Member

PRAISE GOD FROM WHOM ALL BLESSING FLOW

 Mommy in the morning

and in the afternoon

Proud and happy Jon with Heidi and "Emma"

Three beautiful girls

To love and protect

 "that makes me the middle child"

 "and I am the big sister"

Paparazzi arrive to take pictures........

Weekend 18-19 August 2012

A collection of random bits and pieces of the past week. The first two for Jon and the next two for Heidi.  lol

 This is the extra fuel filter for the Toyota.

 Look, eight out of ten times I get it parked right on the first try...... Getting better.

 Heidi, your bougainvillea in the garage area is nearly six foot tall.  Well actually it is having some trouble with it's root structure.

 Duct tape can only due so much.  Will buy another plant and try again.  I am not much of a gardener....

 Love the market in the village.  Was up on the second level looking for material to make bean bags (actually "corn bags") for the games at Awana at Tchandida.  Had seven little kids climbing all over me and their mothers thought it was hilarious.  Next time I will get Christophe to take some pictures.  Hope to have our version of Awana started the first Sunday in September.

 Guinea fowl are actually a native African bird.  Those in the neighborhood are really nice to have around as they eat ticks and weed seeds.  The control of ticks helps reduce the spread of diseases among animals and people.

 Now to find something to help the okra.  The people work hard to get a living from the earth.  Thanks Adam.

Every Sunday is a new challenge on the road to church.  This was today's.

Love to see kids not more than six years old doing their part in getting the benches out to the sunday school.

Newella.  Alafea. Alifea. That is all the Kabye I know so far, but it works. Good Morning.  How are you.   I am fine.

The time between services is the fellowship time.

These two gentleman asked to have their picture taken  and I will print a copy for each of them for next Sunday.  

Singing lets everyone know that church is starting.

The song leader does it all.  The only musical instruments we have are tambourines. 

Hey, I know this one.  Voices blend in French, Kabye and one low volume English.

Everyone participates in singing and answering questions as well as asking them of the preacher.

Early afternoon rain as seen from the "upper room" at home.

Not much chance of loosing weight with meals like this.  Corn, meat, salad and my Tonic.

One for Abby.  While eating on the porch, I saw something st the wall looking for his lunch too.  

Here is a good question.  Hope I can come up with a good answer.  Right now I am enjoying this adventure so much that it seems like it is all for me.  trying to sow some good seed........

Sunday at the conferance

Sunday about 0900hrs i left Tsiko and headed toward Adeto and the youth at Kpalime.  As I approached Adeto I came across ten or more government trucks with police and several big black SUV's with well dressed men in suits.  It looked like the start of a political rally. (was)  I stopped along the main street to see what was developing and asked a policeman walking by What?  His reply "Prime Minister".  Since it was only the President I was interested in meeting, I drove on.  Not far.  Stop here and shut off your engine was the next policeman's order.  Sat for five minutes and he waved me on.  As I traveled down the road I met at least twenty more government vehicles, several large buses loaded with well dressed people, taxis and private vehicles in abundance.  Will not find out all of the story until I am back in Kara.

Arrived at conference and got to center of grounds where we agreed to meet.  Since it was not yet noon and there was a morning service in progress I went to see....

a Pastor from Texas had the message for the young people. 

he was "on fire" and brought a challenge to all.

from all those empty seats, to this

After the service they had an awards ceremony to thank those who served.  You have to skip down to the last video as they are out of sequence at this point.  Anyway the last video clip is of the "kitchen" ladies who fed 1500 mouths for three days.  After they were recognized, they returned to the kitchen to prepare Sunday diner.  Cooking over an open fire in the courtyard, they had prepared rice, fish and water for all.

I was made welcome back in the cooking area and enjoyed their happy attitude while they served.  Discovered that it is customary for everyone to bring their own eating utensils (like your own mess gear in the military) and I had none.  Bought a loaf of bread from vendor and hollowed out heal to use as bowl.. Filled with brown rice, it was delicious.  Did I mention that I love the people of Togo..???

Little change to return trip.  Taxi was leased by other church group and they did not have room for all of ours on return trip to Kara.  So, in addition to the six that came with us, we had two men in back of truck with additional luggage.  What wonderful attitudes.  No complaint about riding in back of truck for two hundred miles of bumpy roads.....

This is all thirteen of our group.  They are great.  On the way back I talked the ladies into singing from eight till after nine p.m. and it was wonderful. Many were tunes I knew from when I was a youth at camp.  The return trip was a blessing in and of itself.

These were the ladies from the kitchen.  I can not really begin to appreciate what it took from all those responsible for making this conference "work".
We arrived back in Kara after eleven p.m. and were home by midnight.