Departing Boise two years ago to move to Haiti.
In two days, I will leave home to go home. Confused yet? Me too.
It will be with an array of emotions that we will pile our bags and our children on a Boeing 737 and head for the skies, supposedly homebound.
We will be relieved—the plane […]
One of my favorite activities here in Nampula is teaching a martial arts class at a local Christian orphanage. I had already been teaching classes to the expat community when one of the leaders of the orphanage asked me if I would consider teaching there as well. Before the first class, I was a little […]
If you were to listen to the conversations among MAF staff members here at language school in Indonesia, you would think, “Those poor souls are so homesick.”
We don’t think we’re homesick, or at least we don’t call it that. Homesickness is something ten-year-olds contract at summer camp. We did not ask people to partner […]
“Anyone want to go to the pasar with me?” I occasionally ask the kids.
Their answer? No whoops of joy, no hollers of “yes, Mom, please!” Just moans, groans, and fists beating the floor.
I get it. The pasar, or open market, is not the most enjoyable place to visit. It stinks, there are puddles […]