Cooking! 

 
When we got home, we began making lunch. We prepared cabbage “soup”, and fried potatoes. I learned to cut carrots in a share, peel with a knife, fry potatoes over a three stone fire, and communicate better with Alice (the sister of Mama). We had a lot of fun telling stories and cutting and cooking.

It took a long time to prepare food, and we finally ate around 3:00 for lunch. At 4:30 I was very tired, and went to nap for 2 hours. I felt very lazy and exausted. Even now, it is 11:22, and I must go to sleep in order to wake up in the morning.

We Sing and Dance 
 

These children followed me home from school, and we eventually began to sing and dance...more

The small things... 
 
As you can see in these three pictures, the small things became very deilightful! I found that an equivalent to ramen noodles was a novelty!

A juicy orange provide unexplicable joy!

Putting on a band-ade over a wound makes a child very special and feel loved.

Card playing never grows old.

A white person washing dishes and cleaning up and being hospitable is a real blessing, not to mention astounding.

Conversations in a toasty warm kitchen, with sweat dripping off your face are some of the best...nothing to hide there! In Cameroon, a condusive atmosphere for stirring up conversation and being sociable is not necessary...you just relate (it's not as hard as we make it!)

To be a part of a community, to truly be embedded in the lives of others, requires a significant amount of energy...and yet, you do nothing extraordinary, but live along side your neighbors!

A new community 

 
These folks taught me a lot about community. What it is and what it isn't. It is greeting your nieghbors and finding how their day is, how their families are, and what challenges face them in work that day. It is playing with children, singing while you wahs dishes, being teachable, offering a glass of cold water.

Looking sharp! 
 
I have seen unmatched style and elegance for church on Sunday! The formality of the event has taken me by surprise, but it surely makes it a special occasion, as going to God's house always should be. Here are handsome boys that gathered outside the house after church on Sunday. This was the day before I left...

I came back to Yaounde with plans to return to share life with my new family soon. Who knows when this will be possible, but I praise God for all he has shown me and done in my heart through this experience of life in Cameroon.