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My favorite dish: grilled croaker fish and chips "You who buy imported western food; don’t you know how important food is to a culture and that by avoiding it you are avoiding connecting with your host culture?" "You who buy food from the local market and street vendors, don’t complain when you get typhoid or amoebic dysentery. It’s your own fault. You know how unsanitary all that is." (https://www.alifeoverseas.com/youre-doing-it-wrong/) My attempt at making eba and ogbono soup I have been on a mission for the last nine months to find original cream cheese, but I have had little success. The only thing I found was light cream cheese (which just isn't the same) and it cost almost $6.00 for a small packet. It's just not worth it. When I go to Shoprite (the supermarket that is not far from my house) I pass by the cheese aisle, checking the prices, just hoping that it might go down. I still haven't made the dive into the dark-side of buying...
The greatest commandment that God gave us is to love God with our whole life. He said love Him first before we try to care for the orphans, help the sick, and serve others. Through God’s love, through our relationship with him, the other commandments that God has given us will be fulfilled. In Jeremiah 29: 12, it says that if we seek God first, than all things shall be added unto you. If we seek God first, then God will continue to work in your life and in the lives of others through you. Before coming here to Sierra Leone, I went to the International House of Prayer Conference with a few good friends. One woman began talking about how she had served overseas for some time. During her time, she had not committed her life to her relationship with God; rather she had committed her life to serving him. She quickly got burnt out and had to leave the country she was serving in. Since this story, I have learned how easy i...
I spent much of my time in Kabala teaching. When I began teaching in the U.S, that is when I began to feel the brunt of culture shock. When I first walked into the classroom in Kabala, Sierra Leone, that was when I realized that the students always write in pen. I had assumed they used pencils, because I grew up using pencils in school. You would be surprised how many challenges came up with the use of pens: my students sticking broomsticks into the ink because it was blocked, ink exploding all over their face as they try to blow into the pen, students "stealing" other students pens. When my students would come in from break time, after eating fried fish, their oily hands often prevented the pen to write on their paper. Every day, not having a working pen was the popular excuse to not write in the classroom. My first day of substitute teaching was with a lively group of kindergarteners, all telling me they needed to sharpen their pencil. It's a simple n...
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