September 2010
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Kyson and Stephanie Play Farmer
George’s truck left a thick red dust in its wake, bumping and thumping its way into the deepest heart of the Zomba district. The expedition was nothing short of arduous, as the road was essentially mauled through, but unpaved, by one enormous CAT machine—and yes, there was only a singular road that existed here. As our hands gripped the seats tightly for dear life, we jostled and jolted past...
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Surprise!
We get many visitors here at the Emmanuel International office— first there was Zoltar, our Hungarian friend who was very familiar with our new home. Five years ago, he did research on food security in Malawi, surveying more than 250 households for his Ph.D. He sat me down at the piano and made me play the little that I remembered, then found a recorder and we created some duets. Zoltar then...
Sunday morning.
Kumbaya, they sing, voices strengthening with every crescendo, harmonizing into one voice rising to thank God for the morning.
Faith is an intricate detail in the fabric of the lives of these Malawians. By the time I finish my shower at 7:30 in the morning, many colleagues of Emmanuel International filter in through our open doors and settle down in the living room for morning prayer. Hands...
Chiki chiki chiki!
“Follow follow follow follow the leader! I jump, I jump I jump, I sit I sit I sit, I sing I sing I sing!”
A trail of giggling, sparkling children follow us on part of our three hour hike in the Zomba mountains, singing the few songs Helaine taught them, showing us just how high they can jump up in the air and land on their own bare feet.
Climbing up the mountain was quite the trek,...
