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I came to visit a family in Mararaba, Nigeria who are missionaries in Sierra Leone working with the CRC Church. They quickly became family to me while we were in Sierra Leone. When I arrived in their hometown, I asked them if they had ever climbed the hill behind their house. After telling me they had never climbed it, we decided this must be accomplished before I left. While hiking, I was thinking about how different my own experiences hiking in the U.S have been to hiking in Nigeria and Sierra Leone so I thought I would share them with you. Getting Ready to Hike: When we go hiking in the U.S, we like to have our name brand hiking clothes: Patagonia, Keen, Camelback, etc. We like to wear special lightweight clothes that dry quickly and wear hiking boots that weigh too much you can barely lift your foot. Your feet produce a horrible smell after a long hike and your hiking boots have to be kept outside because of the stench. ...
Lagos is known as the city that never sleeps. The day to day hustle and bustle of Lagos reflects strongly in the driving. You are the only one whose time matters on the road. No one else's time has any value to you. I have been told that if you can master driving in Lagos, you can drive anywhere in the world. Yellow buses and kekes. The first piece of advice I received when I arrived in Lagos is not to pick a fight with the infamous yellow buses and the three-wheeled kekes. They believe they are immortal. No fear. Let them have their way because they think they own the road. They pull off to the side of the road without warning, drop off passangers, and continue to merge with oncoming traffic as if no one else could possibly be driving on the road. But, rumor has it that the current governor of Lagos State has a masterplan to get rid of the yellow buses. Lanes. Lanes mean nothing in Lagos. Wherever your car is,...
Allah Tanto means to a certain extent "praise God." It is the first word I learned in Kuronko. One of the guards at the house we are staying at has insisted that I learn Kuronko. I told him that I must learn Krio first but he doesn't seam to listen. Whenever someone asks how you are doing, how you slept, how your work is, you reply with this phrase. No matter how hard the school day was, or how tired I was, or how frustrating the students were, you simply praise God. What an amazing way to look at life. Tuesday was the first day of school. A day I had anticipated for a long time but had no idea what to expect. I am teaching class three (3rd grade), full of 39 energetic Salone students. I think one more is coming on Monday so I should have an even number of 40. For those teachers out there, an even number is always better. Unfortunately I do not have any pictures to show yet because I do not dare take out my camera. I will los...
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