Thursday, January 25, 2007

Buy and Sell


Here is Leslie buying some bell peppers, and no, those tomatoes in the foreground are not stacked very well. This market t is different from almost any market I have ever shopped at. All of the prices are fixed and there is no negotiating. In fact, there is virtually no conversation at all. Look at the product offer your money, take your food and say thank you. Even so, highlanders are very relational and it is important to never criticize their food and they really appreciate complements.

Produce


Here is another isle of the market. In all there are probably 60 or 70 people that show up three times a week to sell their goods. Some of them walk for miles.

Strawberry Stacking Competition


They were evenly matched and the competition was stiff. Any moment now, one would emerge as the winner. Actually, this is the market and just like home, all produce must be stacked geometrically. Whenever you buy something, they rearrange the remaining fruit or vegetable back into an even geometric pattern.

Dog in the way


Dogs can be very helpful here. They are great for guarding the house and many of the nationals use them for hunting. Sometimes, they can be in the wrong place at the wrong time. This dog wondered out in front of the king air right as it was powering up to take off. After a few seconds of sizing up the noisy airplane, the dog yielded and ran off the runway. Good decision.

Roadside Scenery


I thought I would also point out that this is a beautiful place. Another interesting piece of trivia is that most of the now green highlands looked like this just a few hundred years ago – very few trees. From what we have been told, only recently with coffee and other light sensitive crops have people began to plant trees to provide shade. It has become a massive reforestation project.

Truck Full


The main way of getting around in PNG is to catch a PMV – public motorized vehicle. Some are vans, others are well, vehicles. As long as it has a blue license plate, climb aboard. Here in PNG the motto is: “There is always room for one more.”

C-Shop


On the way home we saw even more great stuff. Roadside stores are no exception to Papua New Guinea. This is one such store. If you look close, you will see the Coca Cola logo and next to that…nope this is not a Coffee Shop, this is a Coffin Shop. I was confused too, nevertheless you can still order a single tall.

Pictures


We mentioned the significance of taking a picture earlier. Here was one such excited gathering after a roll of film was developed. They were having a blast seeing the pictures they had taken, especially the ones with them in it.

Goroka Crowd


We traveled to Goroka accompanying Stephanie Campbell and another clinic staff member for a medical meeting. While they were meeting we checked out the local shopping. Here’s main street. Just like 5th Ave. The shopping was considerably better, and safer than Kianantu, and only 2 hours further awa., Goroka is known for its annual Highlands Sing Sing. It is sometimes referred to as the Goroka show, where many villagers from around the highlands gather to sing, dance and show off their traditional ways of celebration.

Long Road


It was a long road to Goroka. We traveled there today with the Campbells and a few other people from Ukarumpa. The road is one of the longest in the country and can be treacherous due to the rascals as well as the potholes. We were very grateful for a safe trip both ways.

New Edition


You can see in the background the new edition to our fleet here at SIL aviation. Just kidding. That plane belongs to the government and only visits our small dirt strip for unique medical evacuations that we can’t perform and to transfer money to various banks around the country. The roads either don’t exist or are not nearly safe enough. It was sure something to see a jet like that both land and takeoff from our airstrip, although they did have to do a go around.

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Time to Go


Then it was time to leave. It was hard to say goodbye to our new friends. The word we used is Koneo. It means I am sorry. They us it for hello too, in the sense "I am sorry that life is so hard." Often the old women great the other people in the village with a short phrase that means "I am dying..." in a rehtorical sense of "do you care?" Life is hard in the jungle, but we could tell as we left that this next chapter for the Folopa people could be very different. I am anxious to see what the people do with the word of God. It never returns void. By reading it they can now know just how much God does care about them and that He loves them very much.

The Mumu


Up next was the Mumu. The next day, at dawn, the air was filled with the sound of pigs and other animals being led down to the promise stakes. Before the feast, families brought stakes down to the center of the village representing an animal that they would contribute to the feast. All the animals were tied up to the stakes in a long line and then... I will spare you the details. It was really something to see and hear. We had to leave before the eating happened. Which turned out to be a good thing because everyone got sick after the feast. There have also been reports of animals with a virus similar to anthrax in the area. While it is not fatal to humans, it has made a lot of people very sick.

There I am


I found out towards the end of our time that it was a great honor to have your picture taken. I think I made a lot of people happy that week. They also tell me it is a big status symbol to be able to take a picture, probably because it is so hard for them to get a camera, much less get a picture developed. They absolutely loved seeing themselves in my camera.

Peanut Gallery


The rest of the day we spent wandering about the village as they rejoiced in the days events. I enjoyed seeing the peoples reactions to all that had happened. I wish I could have spoken their language to even better understand what all it meant to them.

Pastor Paul


After the box was opened. Pastor Paul presented the gift to the people representing food, light and direction that was finally accessible to them.

Bibles in a Box


After about five hours of speakers and celebration, the Bibles were finally brought out to great fanfair.

Airplanes


This was symbolizing the first missionary airplane's the people saw flying overhead. They made these models long before an airplane ever landed at their village complete with propellers. The first airplanes they saw was a squadron of bombers flying low during the war. The people fled to the hills and valleys believing that their ancestors had returned and the world was ending. They sacrificed all their animals and it was a time of great terror.

First Missionary


This was the first missionary to the Folopa people. He came as part of a survey team and instructed the Folopa to pray for translators to come. Two and half years later the Andersons arrived.

Watching


This is part of the crowd that turned out to watch the dedication.