One of my typing classes, in action
Standing over him, I could see his hands shaking as they
hovered over the keys.
“Mek sua se ol finga blo yu oli tachem ol stret ki blem.
Spos no, bae yu lusum stret ples blem.”
Monday, August 31, 2015
Thursday, August 27, 2015
Mared blo Godwin
The three couples, getting ready to say their vows. The groom we came with, Godwin, is in the middle.
Setting off down the road, I was excited. I was on my way to
my first Vanuatu mared (wedding)! Sitting in the back of the Provincial truck,
holding on to the sides, with the groom (the handyman at my work, Godwin) sitting
next to me, there was a definite air of excitement. It was a beautiful morning,
the sun was out, Maewo and Pentecost clear and gorgeous on the horizon…it was going
to be a good day.
Tuesday, August 18, 2015
Tuesday, August 11, 2015
Running Faol and Shooting Pijins
Walking up to my family’s bush kitchen, I heard the familiar
question: “Yu sik smol?” One thing my host family and I are still working on is
learning that I like having time to myself in my house: to read, watch movies,
listen to music…and it doesn’t mean that I’m sick or don’t want to spend time
with them. Alone time is not much of a concept here, but it’s something I
insist on doing, for the sake of my sanity. “No, mi jas bin rid smol lo haos blo
mi” (No, I was just reading in my house).
Friday, August 7, 2015
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