Hey everyone that has commented, thank you so much for your encouragement. I would respond personally, but the internet is just too slow. About my needs, I think I have everything taken care of. There would really be no way to mail me anything anyway, because regular mail probably won't reach me (unless it's a letter, and in this case, maybe maybe not) Sending it fedex or something else would cost upwards of $100 (seriously.) Financially you can always help by paypal via www.xanga.com/bohemian_bliss or www.myspace.com/bethawhatevr (or there is more info for other ways via myspace) But really my needs are met right now. (I did charge some things for this trip before coming, so having my credit card paid off when I return would be a blessing, especially because I think God may send me out again pretty quickly. but we'll see. I am fine for now. but also may need more by next month. We'll see.
I didn't mention that lunch and dinner are good! I only mentioned that tea in the morning is gross. haha. (thought I better share that!) Also, I thought up a few gross odd things about Africa:
1. Be careful when walking on the side of the road, people poop anywhere.
2. You know you are in Africa when you use the toliet and throw your TP in the toilet to remember that it can't flush! you then pick it out with your hands and go to wash just to find the water is off! ewww!
3. Washing clothes it almost a lost cause. They always look kind of dirty. (I only wash to get the smell out, and perhaps any scabies the kids may have rubbed off on me.)
4. My hair loves Africa! maybe being dirty is just good for the frizz? I don't know. haha.
I'll post more as I think of them.
Love you all! thank you for your love and support!
Monday, October 29, 2007
10/28/07 Life in Africa #2
So, here I sit in Pemba Mozambique. It’s about 11pm Sunday night, (which is very late for Mozambiquens considering that the sun raises at 4:30am and sets at about 5pm)
I honestly don’t even know where to begin an update for you all. So much has happened. Life here is so different, but for some reason I find myself feeling very at home. I never need an alarm, because the 200 children that live here, plus the 100+ village kids that hang around are all up playing by about 5:30am. The breakfast bell rings between 5:45 and 7am (This is Africa and time means nothing… haha!) Breakfast is a roll and nasty hot tea that is so sugary! I usually make myself coffee or have coffee in “Man Town” with my buddies there. Sometimes I eat the roll, but usually I just make oatmeal, or skip breakfast.
I head over to the big tent around 8am for school, which is different most every day! We usually play some music together and then Leslie lectures. That woman is crazy awesome! She’s been all over the world, doing whatever God has her do.
Two days a week, the Mozambiquen pastors from the bible school join us. We had a feet washing ceremony Friday to build community with each other. It was really neat. I usually spend lunchtime with either the pastors, or the children; which has been the best way for me to learn Portuguese. 2 weeks in, and I can communicate pretty all right. I’m sure I sound 2 years old, but they seem to get it mostly. I think I get more frustrated with myself than they do.
It’s interesting though… I don’t only have to learn a verbal language, but I have an all new body language to learn as well. It’s so hard to read people here, because even their facial expressions are somewhat different. I am sure I look like a freak to them most of the time. The guards laugh at me a lot. I’ll say “bon dia!” and they return with “bon dia” and then I say either “to the bon?” or “como esta?” then then they say “to the bon.” and then I don’t know what to say after that, so I say “bon!” and then “chao!” and then they all laugh. Maybe I am pronouncing it funny? (Certainly spelling it all wrong, sorry!)
The kids here are very aggressive. There are 4 horses that run around all over in the day, and the kids chuck rocks at them, which make the horses very scared and angry, but this evening I spent about an hour with them (the horses) just petting them. Which is really quite amazing because they don’t come up to people, but 2 of them were all the way up to the fence with their heads peeking through for me to hug and pet. I’ve pet all 4 actually, and they are beautiful! I feel very honored that they allowed me to touch them this evening.
One of the hardest things for me has been dealing with people asking me for money like I am an ATM. My new friend Adiza doesn’t speak any English, and very little Portuguese. Today after church I had a kid translate for us and she said she wanted to ask me if I would give her some money. Haha! It’s such a frustrating thing really. There is a need, but at the same time, people have lived in Africa for a long time. And they are getting by. I refuse to feel guilty for being from America. (Though it can be hard.) People here also try to scam all the time in hopes that you will give them money. We luckily aren’t supposed to give any money. Which makes it easier because there is a rule about it. Really, it’s good because giving people money is only feeding the lie that money will fix everything. We feed everyone on Sunday. And we feed the village children every day. (we don’t feed adults outside of Sunday church, because in the past, riots broke out, and the children were threatened with knives. We still have a guard stand by when we feed though, because you just don’t know what will happen in a community that is starving.)
I fed the children twice this week, and the first time we ran out of food. We kept praying, and it just so happened that the kitchen had enough to give us more (which is so unlikely) and then the second day, we had less food and twice as many children, and every child ate! All the way to the last plate. God MUST have multiplied the food or something! I mean, we are talking 50-70 more people with less food. Crazy! He is so good!
Church here is so hardcore! These people sing and dance for hours! I feel like I have run 10 miles by the time they are done with Praise and Worship. They are so full of joy too! The church works a lot like the first church did too. Everyone serves! People take turns leading the songs. And there are usually 2 or 3 dances the kids have put together, and then the pastor teaches. It is translated into Makua and English. It’s crazy! Sometimes Heidi teaches, and other times it’s one of the student Pastors. They sometimes have skits too. Their teachings are also kind of like skits, it’s wonderful!
Today God told me to pray for a blind guy, I didn’t really want to, but I went up to him and laid hands on his head and he had tears dripping to the ground, it felt powerful. I then prayed for another blind man, and then many others. I went to the corner where the older woman tend to sit together, and I started praying for them, many of them are lame, one of them just held on to my hand the whole time. Several of them hugged me many times.
Part of the time I was ministering to people I was holding this baby boy. Children curl up in our laps during church and often fall asleep. It was so cute. ‘
Starting next week, I will be working in the preschool one day a week. (This means I will miss half a day of class every week, but it’s counted as an elective.) Preschool is age birth – 3 years old. Should be neat. I haven’t even been to the baby house yet. I may also be working in the clinic as an assistant with Eric. He is one of the doctors here. Erica G has been going to the villages to do scabies treatments on the children; I may join her as well. I think I may have scabies on my arm, or, they might just be funky bug bites. We’ll be able to tell in a couple days. Put some triple antibiotic ointment on it and call it good. Haha. It’s actually neat, I have not worried about getting things like this because worrying would hinder me from being able to love these people, and they so badly need love.
I’ve been asked about marriage 3 times I believe. And many people (mostly young boys) say they want to “spend time” with me. (Which spending time with anyone of opposite gender means you are dating. And holding hands means you are probably sexually engaged.) Some things lead people to believe you are dating. So one has to be careful, and it’s difficult!
Last night I went to the Dolphin with my outreach group, so that we could do some team building. I ate lobster, and this restaurant is on the beach. Pemba has one of the nicest beaches one has ever seen! I also had ice cream, and the whole thing seemed too good for mission work, however, taking a break is good things sometimes I do believe.
Lobster is $4 here! So cheep! Food is priced differently here, and of course the currency is different. It’s 25 Metici to the doller. It’ll be funny when I try to pull out 500 dollars at the ATM in America. (meaning to get about $20)
I love wearing Capalianas here! I seem to live in them. At home we tie them around like a dress (but this is considered rude when out of our homes. In fact we are only to wear them as skirts when worn as clothing, because it offends the people.)
Last week the pastors were trying to teach me different body parts in Portuguese. They would point and say the word, and then I would point and repeat the word. Well, they got to “breasts” and the pastor cupped his hands over himself and said mamos! My whole face turned SO RED! We have a saying “A boob is a nose here” it’s so different, because knees are offensive! Actually their own knees aren’t as offensive, but thanks to Hollywood white woman’s knees are very sexual. (An African woman would not show hers in church though. Yet they do show their breasts in church!)
Next weekend I will be in the Bush for 3 days. It should be pretty neat. I hope I learn a bit more Makua before leaving.
I love walking on the beach and finding shells! It’s so wonderful; I just wish it were safe for me to do it myself. Kathryn from my house does all the time, but she is from Uganda, and blends in a bit better.
I am making many friends. And all of my housemates are amazing. It’s neat to meet people from all over the world. There are so many English! Ruth that lives in my house is from England, and says so many things we get confused with. The word “trash” is never said, they say rubbish. Etc…It’s neat. We introduced her to PPJs, and Gramcrackers. She’s never heard of smores. And she asked if our proms are the same as in the movies. Haha!
Anyway, I am so very sleepy, so I am going to go to bed.
Blessings and love!
-Bethany
I honestly don’t even know where to begin an update for you all. So much has happened. Life here is so different, but for some reason I find myself feeling very at home. I never need an alarm, because the 200 children that live here, plus the 100+ village kids that hang around are all up playing by about 5:30am. The breakfast bell rings between 5:45 and 7am (This is Africa and time means nothing… haha!) Breakfast is a roll and nasty hot tea that is so sugary! I usually make myself coffee or have coffee in “Man Town” with my buddies there. Sometimes I eat the roll, but usually I just make oatmeal, or skip breakfast.
I head over to the big tent around 8am for school, which is different most every day! We usually play some music together and then Leslie lectures. That woman is crazy awesome! She’s been all over the world, doing whatever God has her do.
Two days a week, the Mozambiquen pastors from the bible school join us. We had a feet washing ceremony Friday to build community with each other. It was really neat. I usually spend lunchtime with either the pastors, or the children; which has been the best way for me to learn Portuguese. 2 weeks in, and I can communicate pretty all right. I’m sure I sound 2 years old, but they seem to get it mostly. I think I get more frustrated with myself than they do.
It’s interesting though… I don’t only have to learn a verbal language, but I have an all new body language to learn as well. It’s so hard to read people here, because even their facial expressions are somewhat different. I am sure I look like a freak to them most of the time. The guards laugh at me a lot. I’ll say “bon dia!” and they return with “bon dia” and then I say either “to the bon?” or “como esta?” then then they say “to the bon.” and then I don’t know what to say after that, so I say “bon!” and then “chao!” and then they all laugh. Maybe I am pronouncing it funny? (Certainly spelling it all wrong, sorry!)
The kids here are very aggressive. There are 4 horses that run around all over in the day, and the kids chuck rocks at them, which make the horses very scared and angry, but this evening I spent about an hour with them (the horses) just petting them. Which is really quite amazing because they don’t come up to people, but 2 of them were all the way up to the fence with their heads peeking through for me to hug and pet. I’ve pet all 4 actually, and they are beautiful! I feel very honored that they allowed me to touch them this evening.
One of the hardest things for me has been dealing with people asking me for money like I am an ATM. My new friend Adiza doesn’t speak any English, and very little Portuguese. Today after church I had a kid translate for us and she said she wanted to ask me if I would give her some money. Haha! It’s such a frustrating thing really. There is a need, but at the same time, people have lived in Africa for a long time. And they are getting by. I refuse to feel guilty for being from America. (Though it can be hard.) People here also try to scam all the time in hopes that you will give them money. We luckily aren’t supposed to give any money. Which makes it easier because there is a rule about it. Really, it’s good because giving people money is only feeding the lie that money will fix everything. We feed everyone on Sunday. And we feed the village children every day. (we don’t feed adults outside of Sunday church, because in the past, riots broke out, and the children were threatened with knives. We still have a guard stand by when we feed though, because you just don’t know what will happen in a community that is starving.)
I fed the children twice this week, and the first time we ran out of food. We kept praying, and it just so happened that the kitchen had enough to give us more (which is so unlikely) and then the second day, we had less food and twice as many children, and every child ate! All the way to the last plate. God MUST have multiplied the food or something! I mean, we are talking 50-70 more people with less food. Crazy! He is so good!
Church here is so hardcore! These people sing and dance for hours! I feel like I have run 10 miles by the time they are done with Praise and Worship. They are so full of joy too! The church works a lot like the first church did too. Everyone serves! People take turns leading the songs. And there are usually 2 or 3 dances the kids have put together, and then the pastor teaches. It is translated into Makua and English. It’s crazy! Sometimes Heidi teaches, and other times it’s one of the student Pastors. They sometimes have skits too. Their teachings are also kind of like skits, it’s wonderful!
Today God told me to pray for a blind guy, I didn’t really want to, but I went up to him and laid hands on his head and he had tears dripping to the ground, it felt powerful. I then prayed for another blind man, and then many others. I went to the corner where the older woman tend to sit together, and I started praying for them, many of them are lame, one of them just held on to my hand the whole time. Several of them hugged me many times.
Part of the time I was ministering to people I was holding this baby boy. Children curl up in our laps during church and often fall asleep. It was so cute. ‘
Starting next week, I will be working in the preschool one day a week. (This means I will miss half a day of class every week, but it’s counted as an elective.) Preschool is age birth – 3 years old. Should be neat. I haven’t even been to the baby house yet. I may also be working in the clinic as an assistant with Eric. He is one of the doctors here. Erica G has been going to the villages to do scabies treatments on the children; I may join her as well. I think I may have scabies on my arm, or, they might just be funky bug bites. We’ll be able to tell in a couple days. Put some triple antibiotic ointment on it and call it good. Haha. It’s actually neat, I have not worried about getting things like this because worrying would hinder me from being able to love these people, and they so badly need love.
I’ve been asked about marriage 3 times I believe. And many people (mostly young boys) say they want to “spend time” with me. (Which spending time with anyone of opposite gender means you are dating. And holding hands means you are probably sexually engaged.) Some things lead people to believe you are dating. So one has to be careful, and it’s difficult!
Last night I went to the Dolphin with my outreach group, so that we could do some team building. I ate lobster, and this restaurant is on the beach. Pemba has one of the nicest beaches one has ever seen! I also had ice cream, and the whole thing seemed too good for mission work, however, taking a break is good things sometimes I do believe.
Lobster is $4 here! So cheep! Food is priced differently here, and of course the currency is different. It’s 25 Metici to the doller. It’ll be funny when I try to pull out 500 dollars at the ATM in America. (meaning to get about $20)
I love wearing Capalianas here! I seem to live in them. At home we tie them around like a dress (but this is considered rude when out of our homes. In fact we are only to wear them as skirts when worn as clothing, because it offends the people.)
Last week the pastors were trying to teach me different body parts in Portuguese. They would point and say the word, and then I would point and repeat the word. Well, they got to “breasts” and the pastor cupped his hands over himself and said mamos! My whole face turned SO RED! We have a saying “A boob is a nose here” it’s so different, because knees are offensive! Actually their own knees aren’t as offensive, but thanks to Hollywood white woman’s knees are very sexual. (An African woman would not show hers in church though. Yet they do show their breasts in church!)
Next weekend I will be in the Bush for 3 days. It should be pretty neat. I hope I learn a bit more Makua before leaving.
I love walking on the beach and finding shells! It’s so wonderful; I just wish it were safe for me to do it myself. Kathryn from my house does all the time, but she is from Uganda, and blends in a bit better.
I am making many friends. And all of my housemates are amazing. It’s neat to meet people from all over the world. There are so many English! Ruth that lives in my house is from England, and says so many things we get confused with. The word “trash” is never said, they say rubbish. Etc…It’s neat. We introduced her to PPJs, and Gramcrackers. She’s never heard of smores. And she asked if our proms are the same as in the movies. Haha!
Anyway, I am so very sleepy, so I am going to go to bed.
Blessings and love!
-Bethany
Friday, October 19, 2007
In Africa
Hello friends!
I only have a few minutes at this internet cafe,
but I wanted to tell you all that Africa is amazing! It's kind of just like I pictured it, only... more real? haha. The childen follow me everywhere, always hugging me and wanting to hold my hands. they sit in my lap everytime I sit. I was learning clap songs by one of the girls yesterday.
My Portuguese is getting better. The bible student pastors have been teaching me. Some of them are teaching me Makua as well (which is needed when in the bush, because bush people don't speak Portuguese. ) Things here are different. Our feet get so dirty that I sleep in a sandy bed (Because the water is often off when it's time for bed) We went to the bush lastnight. We danced with a whole village Mozambiquen style which was awesome! Didn't do much medical outreach lastnight. (we do those usually on the weekends) We feed the village children every afternoon and people come from all over for church every sunday! (hundrends of people!)
The people in my casa are neat. I enjoy all of them. every morning I walk outside and have a beautiful view of the ocean. (a lot different from Kansas)
Rules of the road are... there are no rules. People drive as fast as the want, and people never have the right away. Plus, the biggest truck always wins! Well, my time is up. I'll see if I can update sometime next week. Things are going well! and I already feel at home! Prayers for the language would be good though.
Love you all!
-Bethany
I only have a few minutes at this internet cafe,
but I wanted to tell you all that Africa is amazing! It's kind of just like I pictured it, only... more real? haha. The childen follow me everywhere, always hugging me and wanting to hold my hands. they sit in my lap everytime I sit. I was learning clap songs by one of the girls yesterday.
My Portuguese is getting better. The bible student pastors have been teaching me. Some of them are teaching me Makua as well (which is needed when in the bush, because bush people don't speak Portuguese. ) Things here are different. Our feet get so dirty that I sleep in a sandy bed (Because the water is often off when it's time for bed) We went to the bush lastnight. We danced with a whole village Mozambiquen style which was awesome! Didn't do much medical outreach lastnight. (we do those usually on the weekends) We feed the village children every afternoon and people come from all over for church every sunday! (hundrends of people!)
The people in my casa are neat. I enjoy all of them. every morning I walk outside and have a beautiful view of the ocean. (a lot different from Kansas)
Rules of the road are... there are no rules. People drive as fast as the want, and people never have the right away. Plus, the biggest truck always wins! Well, my time is up. I'll see if I can update sometime next week. Things are going well! and I already feel at home! Prayers for the language would be good though.
Love you all!
-Bethany
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
And I'm off!
Just wanted to let you all know that I'm leaving at 6am tomorrow morning. God has been so wonderful in provision and is still always providing! I leave is just about 10 hours.
Thank you all for your support, and encouragement, and love!
I feel so blessed!
I'll try and keep this thing updated while I am gone.
Many blessings and love,
Bethany Flesher :-)
Thank you all for your support, and encouragement, and love!
I feel so blessed!
I'll try and keep this thing updated while I am gone.
Many blessings and love,
Bethany Flesher :-)
Monday, October 8, 2007
Mostly everything has been provided.
Here is what is left on my list of needs.
I have enough money for now. but I will need more while I am there. I still need to pay $400 for the outreach.(but I believe that can wait) and I should have enough for my water at least for this month. Things are coming together.
I started my Malaria pills yesterday and am not having any problems with them. Praise God! Please pray that I have no problems getting the last of my shots on Tuesday. (It's been 2 weeks of problems in this area)
I leave Thursday morning at 6am. if you feel like seeing me off. I'll be checking in and stuff at 4:30am.
God is good and have been providing in crazy ways!
I love you all!
Here is what is left of my needs list:
3. Two new T-Shirts any size and any solid color for the orphans.
9. 2 pairs of socks to wear with hiking boots. (ones that absorb moisture.)
Books still needed:
4. "Rees Howells Intercessor" Norman Grubb
etc...
2. a watch. (not flashy)
3. a money belt that fits under clothes out of sight.
6.Surge protector. (But I think I can get one there)
I have enough money for now. but I will need more while I am there. I still need to pay $400 for the outreach.(but I believe that can wait) and I should have enough for my water at least for this month. Things are coming together.
I started my Malaria pills yesterday and am not having any problems with them. Praise God! Please pray that I have no problems getting the last of my shots on Tuesday. (It's been 2 weeks of problems in this area)
I leave Thursday morning at 6am. if you feel like seeing me off. I'll be checking in and stuff at 4:30am.
God is good and have been providing in crazy ways!
I love you all!
Here is what is left of my needs list:
3. Two new T-Shirts any size and any solid color for the orphans.
9. 2 pairs of socks to wear with hiking boots. (ones that absorb moisture.)
Books still needed:
4. "Rees Howells Intercessor" Norman Grubb
etc...
2. a watch. (not flashy)
3. a money belt that fits under clothes out of sight.
6.Surge protector. (But I think I can get one there)
Sunday, October 7, 2007
I leave Thursday at 6am.
It's so weird that I am actually going. I've been thinking about this daily since February. and probably hourly (-when sleeping?) since April.
It seemed so far away, but now it's practically here.
I have mixed emotions about everything. I am so ready to be there yet, I have no idea what the Lord has in store for me. Right now things feel a little stressed trying to get ready. but I think I am almost done with all of that, and I can just rest. I'm feeling a bit sick today, I hope it goes away quickly so I don't have to deal with sickness while preparing.
3 months is a long time, but at the same time it's not. I think it feels like it may be longer because it could be just the begging of a different life. who knows though? I could hate it.
or maybe it will just open the doors to something else that I haven't even thought about?
Basically I'm just saying a bunch of things... none of it is of importance.
Time for Church on the Street.
Love you all!
-Bethany
It's so weird that I am actually going. I've been thinking about this daily since February. and probably hourly (-when sleeping?) since April.
It seemed so far away, but now it's practically here.
I have mixed emotions about everything. I am so ready to be there yet, I have no idea what the Lord has in store for me. Right now things feel a little stressed trying to get ready. but I think I am almost done with all of that, and I can just rest. I'm feeling a bit sick today, I hope it goes away quickly so I don't have to deal with sickness while preparing.
3 months is a long time, but at the same time it's not. I think it feels like it may be longer because it could be just the begging of a different life. who knows though? I could hate it.
or maybe it will just open the doors to something else that I haven't even thought about?
Basically I'm just saying a bunch of things... none of it is of importance.
Time for Church on the Street.
Love you all!
-Bethany
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