Red stopped by for a visit this morning; he needed another pair of reading glasses. Reading glasses is one of the things we keep here at the mission house. Most of the folks in this area know that they can come to the mission house and get a pair if they need them. We just bring in the cheap reading glasses that Dollar Tree carries. It is no fun not to be able to see to read. This time we found a few pairs of reading sunglasses. Red picked out a pair of them too!
Moses Mabee, one of the church leaders from Bakpaba , was sitting under the tree this morning when we returned from our walk. He had bicycled in from his village to get communion juice for the church. He did not need the bread because he has become quite proficient making communion bread. He actually supplies it to other congregations in his area. He also needed a new pair of reading glasses. We had a difficult time finding the strength he needed; we only had 4 pairs left and 3 of them were actually for women. He ended up picking the red pair. Most of the Ghanaians don’t really care about colors; there are no colors here that are considered male or female colors. We see it all the time in the Child Center. The toddlers are dressed in what we consider boy clothes and then we find out they are really girls. All the girls get their ears pierced when they are just a few days old so before we speak, we look for earrings! The only exception is a dress with buttons and bows that screams girl child! The little boys do wear the long Muslim type dresses like the men do.
The water faucet in our bathroom sprung a leak; actually, the faucet was so cheaply made that it sheared off when Steve tried to tighten it. This meant a trip to town to see if he could find another access line. Fortunately, we already had a spare faucet. We took advantage of our trip to town and stopped at the market and bought yams and native rice. We also bought a box of frozen leg quarters. We stopped and greeted Gomda the mechanic; we had not seen him since we arrived.
We thought we might get out to Kpamang this afternoon but our plans got slightly derailed with the leaking faucet. Steve stuck his head in a couple minutes ago and said that he had the faucet changed and the water was back on. I started cooking supper but gave up on it after about the 8th time I tried to turn on the water. The chicken for the chicken sandwiches is boiling so it won’t take long to get supper on the table.
Have a good weekend!
In HIS Service,
Steve, Kandie and Skeeter
The Monkeyshines
I gorged myself! When the parents went to town they put me back in the jail cell! I was not happy but I knew that Donkey was going to feed me before he left work for the day. I don’t know what happened to him but he left without feeding me! Let me tell you by the time the parents got back I was a very unhappy, hungry, baby monkey! As soon as I saw Mom I started fussing! I made sure to give her a full report of the abuse I had suffered! What, no afternoon bottle and no dry snacks and no frozen fruits and vegetables! That is just not acceptable! Mom brought me straight in the house and started feeding me! She had done a great job of hunting and gathering fruits while she was shopping! She cut up food to put in my cage this evening and I ate everything she gave me. I had banana, mango, papaya, pineapple, oranges, apples, carrot, cucumber, a date and a bottle of milk / cereal. When I tell you I was starving I really was starving; it is a wonder I did not have a fainting spell! I would have if I knew how to produce one! I should sleep well tonight!
Red stopped by this afternoon; he thought he was going to start working on my new enclosure but Mom said there was no way she was going to start that project until after the workers finished the month-long fast of Ramadan. Lucky for me, I don’t have to spend much time in jail when the parents are in Ghana.
Someone please call Child Protective Services so I can report Donkey to them too!
Love, Skeeter
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