Here are some links to some more pictures from Vanuatu. Enjoy!
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=26800&id=1176913306&l=50d02bad5d
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=27210&id=1176913306&l=5374558e0d
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Back Home...
Life has been full of unexpected things lately... Things have not been as I have planned them. As I have told you, I was not planning on going to Vanuatu. But when the Lord said something, I had to obey. Then I was planning to come back home in December but the Lord changed again my plans. So, here I am, back in Romania for a couple of months. I am so thankful for the blessed time I had in Vanuatu. The Lord taught me many things there. I have also seen some other sides of life... and experienced things I have never experienced before. God knew I really needed this experience. It was a wonderful gift and I thank the Lord so much for it.
Now, new chapters of my life are waiting to be written... The Lord had so many surprises for me so far and I am sure He will continue to surprise me and continue to give me more wonderful gifts. So far it seems that the new destination will be Africa but only the Lord knows what is next... I'm looking forward to seeing God's leading. I know I am in His hands and I am sure He has wonderful things in store for me. Didn't he promise that "eye has not seen, nor ear heard, nor have entered into the heart of man the things which God has prepared for those who love Him" (1 Cor. 2:9)? I've seen this promised fulfilled in my life so many times and I know this is just the beginning. So, here I am, trusting and waiting for the Lord to fulfill what He has promised in Jeremiah 33:3: ‘Call to Me, and I will answer you, and show you great and mighty things, which you do not know.’
Thursday, April 16, 2009
More About Malua Bay
5.04.2009
Three weeks have passed since I came here. I am so happy I moved into my house. Even though it has no windows and I do not shelves for my books and cloths, it feels so good to have your own house, my own place. It is true that the rats and ants are going all over the place at all times but I still prefer living here than with some other family. I watch the rat every night running on the beams of my house and I also hear it every night when it comes to check what I have in the kitchen. So I have my own Zoo in my house. Sometimes we play hide and seek. It’s been also good to be able to cook for myself. Somebody gave me a propane tank and another person a stove so I can cook in my house. Last week people kept bringing me fruits and vegetables. I had so many that I didn’t need to cook and I have also shared some with other teachers. I have eaten so far lots of papaya and avocado and pomelo.
I have finally started using the drum-oven since some students set it up for me. The firewood that people use here is very light and it takes lots of it to be able to bake but it is good to have something than nothing. So every Friday I bake bread and usually some banana bread and I share most of it with teachers and the church members at the fellowship launch on Sabbath.
Being a single girl has sometimes some disadvantages in the jungles. One of them is that people try to marry you. I have three options so far . There are two families who said they would like me to marry their sons and the minister’s wife wants me to marry her brother. So it is hard to choose at this time !!! I keep telling them I am not going to marry a ni-Vanuatu boy but it seems useless. It’s good that none of these boys are here in the village. This makes things easier for me for the time being.
I like so much the schedule I have here. Usually I wake up around 5, 5:10 and I go jogging for 35-40 minutes. Then I stop on the shore to talk to God. After that I go and take a shower, then I go and read my Bible. At 7:45 I have to go to the teacher’s worship. After the worship I come and eat if I do not have the first class period. It’s soo good to be able to stay on rock on the shore and talk to God… Sometimes on Sundays or when we do not have classes, after I jog I go to pray and read also my Bible on the shore. I just love this jungle life. I wouldn’t trade it for nothing in the world.
Three weeks have passed since I came here. I am so happy I moved into my house. Even though it has no windows and I do not shelves for my books and cloths, it feels so good to have your own house, my own place. It is true that the rats and ants are going all over the place at all times but I still prefer living here than with some other family. I watch the rat every night running on the beams of my house and I also hear it every night when it comes to check what I have in the kitchen. So I have my own Zoo in my house. Sometimes we play hide and seek. It’s been also good to be able to cook for myself. Somebody gave me a propane tank and another person a stove so I can cook in my house. Last week people kept bringing me fruits and vegetables. I had so many that I didn’t need to cook and I have also shared some with other teachers. I have eaten so far lots of papaya and avocado and pomelo.
I have finally started using the drum-oven since some students set it up for me. The firewood that people use here is very light and it takes lots of it to be able to bake but it is good to have something than nothing. So every Friday I bake bread and usually some banana bread and I share most of it with teachers and the church members at the fellowship launch on Sabbath.
Being a single girl has sometimes some disadvantages in the jungles. One of them is that people try to marry you. I have three options so far . There are two families who said they would like me to marry their sons and the minister’s wife wants me to marry her brother. So it is hard to choose at this time !!! I keep telling them I am not going to marry a ni-Vanuatu boy but it seems useless. It’s good that none of these boys are here in the village. This makes things easier for me for the time being.
I like so much the schedule I have here. Usually I wake up around 5, 5:10 and I go jogging for 35-40 minutes. Then I stop on the shore to talk to God. After that I go and take a shower, then I go and read my Bible. At 7:45 I have to go to the teacher’s worship. After the worship I come and eat if I do not have the first class period. It’s soo good to be able to stay on rock on the shore and talk to God… Sometimes on Sundays or when we do not have classes, after I jog I go to pray and read also my Bible on the shore. I just love this jungle life. I wouldn’t trade it for nothing in the world.
News from Malua Bay
21.03.2009
Dearest friends,
Here I am, in the middle of the jungle with limited access to electricity but happy beyond measure and content with what I have got. I’ve been in the deep jungle of Malekula Island (Malua Bay) for about a week after spending 3 weeks in Port Vila, the capital city of Vanuatu.
After spending a week here I understand now why Sebastian fell in love with the people of Vanuatu. I felt at home right away. The friendliness and care of ni-Vanuatu people is beyond imagination. They have taken care of me as of their own child.
Life is just like I have imagined it will be: simple and beautiful, no stress, no reason to hurry. Life is just following its own way.
Right now I am living with the minister’s family since my house is not ready. They have built it in two days but they made no windows and partitions and it has no door. My house is just as I have wanted it to be: made out of bamboo with grass roof. I still need a kitchen but I understood they can build it in a day from the same materials: bamboo and grass. So it can be built pretty fast if only these people knew what means to work a little bit faster. They have just two gears: the rear gear and the first one. Believe me, they are just taking their time and know not what means to hurry a little bit. So I have to adjust to their style… I do not find it too difficult because people in Guyana were almost the same. I know accepting them will be a real challenge for some people who are used to work fast.
The first bath I took here was a real challenge. I laugh now when I remember it. My host has pointed a pipe with no walls around that was in front of the house and said I can take a shower. How???? was my question since I have no privacy and everybody can see me? So I had to try to take a shower just so… Next time I wanted to bath I told my host I want to go to the river and that is where I have gone to take a bath ever since. So, thank you, God, for rivers. Not all the villages are blessed by the presence of a river but we are and I am more than happy about it.
I have already started to teach. I am teaching English and Religious Education for grade 7 and 8 (17 hours a week). I took over the classes of the school principal. The school is a SDA private school and has 82 kids from grade 1 to 8 and 8 teachers including myself. For English I have the books and the syllabus from the government but for the Religious Education I have only the notebooks from 2 students from last year. So I have to guess what I need to teach. The problem is that they have an exam at the end of the grade 8 and he students need to know what the government is asking them to know. I wish you could see how they teach here. It’s pathetic. They are just copying on the blackboard what is in the teacher’s text book, even the requirements that are addressed to the teachers and tell what to do in class. I wish we had our own school and I hope we will, soon. A big problem here is that the students do not really know English because they speak Bishlama and dialect at home and because the teachers have also taught in Bishlama so far even though they were supposed to teach in English. So that makes the process of teaching slow but at least they understand something so I am happy about that.
When I am not teaching, I am helping Cloudine, my host, in the kitchen. They have treated me as a queen and if it was for them I didn’t have to do anything. But I insisted that I help her cook and wash dishes and clean and wash my own cloths. If it was for her she would have done all these things by herself. This past week she taught me how to do simboro, a local food that is like the cabbage rolls but has cassava or yam or taro or banana inside and that is boiled in coconut milk. While we were cooking some ladies came and were so surprised to see the “white man” (that’s how the kids and even the adults are calling me here) cooking local food. They said they have never seen a white lady making local food and they have never thought a white lady can cook their food. This past week the church had a family revival series so we have attended church every evening. While the pastor was preaching I usually took a child in my lap and at the end I would play with some children. When the people saw this they told him that I must be a good lady since I am playing with the children.
Baking has been a real challenge for me since we do not have any oven. My host knows how to make bread so we bought some flour and have baked bread in a pot over the fire. I have also decided to teach them to make some cakes with the local stuff since they do not know to make any kind of cake. So I made some cassava pond and pumpkin and coconut pie. As I have told you baking was a real challenge but we did it… You should see how surprised they were especially about the cake with cassava (or manioc how they call it here) and coconut when we shared with the villagers at Sabbath fellowship launch the cakes we made. Some of them told my host they want me to teach them how to bake. I have just bought a drum on Friday in order to make an oven (I will just suspend it on some stones and I will make fire on top and at the bottom). Oh, how I thank the Lord for the experience from Guyana. I have learned there so many useful things about cooking and baking in the jungle with the local stuff that they are growing here. I have no words to describe my thankfulness for everything that I have learned there. I am also thankful that they have almost the same greens and vegetables and roots.
The English they are using here is funny at times. For instance they will say they are going to swim when they want to say they are going to take a bath. Or when somebody wants to talk to me they will say they want to tell me stories. They also sometimes say that they drink instead of eat. For instance they will say they want to drink pomelo or pawpaw. It is also funny how they use good night instead of good-bye. So, even if it is noon or morning they will say good night. The way they say how they are related is very strange for me. For instance they call their uncles and aunties dad and mom, they will call auntie their cousin. When a lady is talking about her husband she will say “dad for Jerry” (with Jerry being her son). And I can go on like that.
People are not really using the time here. If you ask them what time is church or any other meeting they will just tell you to listen to the bell. The school and the church have a bell (you can see it in my pictures) and they ring it 60 times, then 30, 15, 5 and 2.
Dearest friends,
Here I am, in the middle of the jungle with limited access to electricity but happy beyond measure and content with what I have got. I’ve been in the deep jungle of Malekula Island (Malua Bay) for about a week after spending 3 weeks in Port Vila, the capital city of Vanuatu.
After spending a week here I understand now why Sebastian fell in love with the people of Vanuatu. I felt at home right away. The friendliness and care of ni-Vanuatu people is beyond imagination. They have taken care of me as of their own child.
Life is just like I have imagined it will be: simple and beautiful, no stress, no reason to hurry. Life is just following its own way.
Right now I am living with the minister’s family since my house is not ready. They have built it in two days but they made no windows and partitions and it has no door. My house is just as I have wanted it to be: made out of bamboo with grass roof. I still need a kitchen but I understood they can build it in a day from the same materials: bamboo and grass. So it can be built pretty fast if only these people knew what means to work a little bit faster. They have just two gears: the rear gear and the first one. Believe me, they are just taking their time and know not what means to hurry a little bit. So I have to adjust to their style… I do not find it too difficult because people in Guyana were almost the same. I know accepting them will be a real challenge for some people who are used to work fast.
The first bath I took here was a real challenge. I laugh now when I remember it. My host has pointed a pipe with no walls around that was in front of the house and said I can take a shower. How???? was my question since I have no privacy and everybody can see me? So I had to try to take a shower just so… Next time I wanted to bath I told my host I want to go to the river and that is where I have gone to take a bath ever since. So, thank you, God, for rivers. Not all the villages are blessed by the presence of a river but we are and I am more than happy about it.
I have already started to teach. I am teaching English and Religious Education for grade 7 and 8 (17 hours a week). I took over the classes of the school principal. The school is a SDA private school and has 82 kids from grade 1 to 8 and 8 teachers including myself. For English I have the books and the syllabus from the government but for the Religious Education I have only the notebooks from 2 students from last year. So I have to guess what I need to teach. The problem is that they have an exam at the end of the grade 8 and he students need to know what the government is asking them to know. I wish you could see how they teach here. It’s pathetic. They are just copying on the blackboard what is in the teacher’s text book, even the requirements that are addressed to the teachers and tell what to do in class. I wish we had our own school and I hope we will, soon. A big problem here is that the students do not really know English because they speak Bishlama and dialect at home and because the teachers have also taught in Bishlama so far even though they were supposed to teach in English. So that makes the process of teaching slow but at least they understand something so I am happy about that.
When I am not teaching, I am helping Cloudine, my host, in the kitchen. They have treated me as a queen and if it was for them I didn’t have to do anything. But I insisted that I help her cook and wash dishes and clean and wash my own cloths. If it was for her she would have done all these things by herself. This past week she taught me how to do simboro, a local food that is like the cabbage rolls but has cassava or yam or taro or banana inside and that is boiled in coconut milk. While we were cooking some ladies came and were so surprised to see the “white man” (that’s how the kids and even the adults are calling me here) cooking local food. They said they have never seen a white lady making local food and they have never thought a white lady can cook their food. This past week the church had a family revival series so we have attended church every evening. While the pastor was preaching I usually took a child in my lap and at the end I would play with some children. When the people saw this they told him that I must be a good lady since I am playing with the children.
Baking has been a real challenge for me since we do not have any oven. My host knows how to make bread so we bought some flour and have baked bread in a pot over the fire. I have also decided to teach them to make some cakes with the local stuff since they do not know to make any kind of cake. So I made some cassava pond and pumpkin and coconut pie. As I have told you baking was a real challenge but we did it… You should see how surprised they were especially about the cake with cassava (or manioc how they call it here) and coconut when we shared with the villagers at Sabbath fellowship launch the cakes we made. Some of them told my host they want me to teach them how to bake. I have just bought a drum on Friday in order to make an oven (I will just suspend it on some stones and I will make fire on top and at the bottom). Oh, how I thank the Lord for the experience from Guyana. I have learned there so many useful things about cooking and baking in the jungle with the local stuff that they are growing here. I have no words to describe my thankfulness for everything that I have learned there. I am also thankful that they have almost the same greens and vegetables and roots.
The English they are using here is funny at times. For instance they will say they are going to swim when they want to say they are going to take a bath. Or when somebody wants to talk to me they will say they want to tell me stories. They also sometimes say that they drink instead of eat. For instance they will say they want to drink pomelo or pawpaw. It is also funny how they use good night instead of good-bye. So, even if it is noon or morning they will say good night. The way they say how they are related is very strange for me. For instance they call their uncles and aunties dad and mom, they will call auntie their cousin. When a lady is talking about her husband she will say “dad for Jerry” (with Jerry being her son). And I can go on like that.
People are not really using the time here. If you ask them what time is church or any other meeting they will just tell you to listen to the bell. The school and the church have a bell (you can see it in my pictures) and they ring it 60 times, then 30, 15, 5 and 2.
Back to the Civilization for a Few Days
Here I am, on Santo Island for a few days after almost 5 weeks of no Internet access... I have come to get my visa and I am thankful to have a few days off from school and to be able to meet Mario and share how God is working in our lives. It thrills my heart when I see that God is at work and that He is so mighty and powerful. Believe me, we have lots of stories to share (as ni-Vanuatu people would say). Mario and I have been going all around the town yesterday afternoon and today shopping and trying to do everything we need to do before we go back on Monday to our villages. I am so thankful he knows the town and is so kind as to take me around.
I will be back tomorrow with more news about my life in Malua-Bay and how God is working there.
If you want to see pictures just go here: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=23133&id=1176913306&l=05e49779c3
I will be back tomorrow with more news about my life in Malua-Bay and how God is working there.
If you want to see pictures just go here: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=23133&id=1176913306&l=05e49779c3
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Some Pictures from Port Vila
For those of you who want to see pictures, go to the following webpage address to see them. The internet connection is very slow so I uploaded them on facebook. Enjoy!
http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=363397&l=b5642&id=1176913306
http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=363397&l=b5642&id=1176913306
First Week in Port Vila, Vanuatu
Here I am, trying to give you a taste of Vanuatu. I so wish that I can bring all of you with me here so you can see it for yourself. I just love being here. I've been in Port Vila for a week. I still do not know when exactly I will be going to Malakula Island, but I think it will be in a couple of days. A missionary's life is full of surprises – I just love it. Until then, I am trying to do the shoppings (and believe me, I need to buy a lot of stuff from small things to stove and propain bottle, pots, matresse).
It has been very good to be here with my friends. I like that we are a team. God has really blessed us with a wonderful time together. I've been used to working alone and being alone and it is such a blessing that we can be here together. It is true that I will be going alone to the place where I will volunteer, but at least I will have signal for my phone and I will be able to keep in touch with my friends. I've been told that it is cheap to call here in Vanuatu.
Port Vila is a very small town. Georgetown is much more developed than Vila. They have two supermarkets. The majority of shops are Chinese shops. One can also find very expensive shops for tourists, but they are not for us.
I've been gathering information about people and customs, food and life style. I am so glad to find many similarities between Guyana and Vanuatu. A lot of the fruits and vegetables are the same (here are a few of them: papaya, mango, pineaple, bananas, pomelo, tania, sweet cassava, avocado, plus the vegetables that we are also using – carrots, peper, tomatoes, cucumber). As for people, they are as relaxed as they were in Guyana, if not even more relaxed. They are just taking their time and making sure that they do not get tired. I understood that it takes ages to start and to complete something. Why should they worry and stress when life is short? As for food, they are eating mostly Lap-lap. Even if they have vegetables, I understood that they do not know how to cook them. If one asks how to cook a certain vegetable or root, he will be told he has to boil it. That's all. Food is not really tasty because they do not know how to give taste to the food.
People are very, very friendly. I was amazed to see them greeting me on the streets of Port Vila. I was also surprised to see that it is not dangerous to walk through the town at night. Coming from Guyana where men will call you all kind of names and try to get your attention and where it is dangerous to walk through town by yourself especially at night, I really came to appreciate that people are so different here.
From what I have been told, I will be teaching in a Malua Bay SDA school. I was told that I will be living with the minister's family (they call here minister the bible worker) for a while until they will fix my house. I have no ideea what I will be teaching, or how many students has the school but I like this life full of surprises. Florin told me that they were glad to hear that I know a little bit of music.
I can hardly wait to go to Malua Bay. I know God has wonderful things prepared for me there. I know He will do whatever it takes to grow me there and to shape me more and more.
It has been very good to be here with my friends. I like that we are a team. God has really blessed us with a wonderful time together. I've been used to working alone and being alone and it is such a blessing that we can be here together. It is true that I will be going alone to the place where I will volunteer, but at least I will have signal for my phone and I will be able to keep in touch with my friends. I've been told that it is cheap to call here in Vanuatu.
Port Vila is a very small town. Georgetown is much more developed than Vila. They have two supermarkets. The majority of shops are Chinese shops. One can also find very expensive shops for tourists, but they are not for us.
I've been gathering information about people and customs, food and life style. I am so glad to find many similarities between Guyana and Vanuatu. A lot of the fruits and vegetables are the same (here are a few of them: papaya, mango, pineaple, bananas, pomelo, tania, sweet cassava, avocado, plus the vegetables that we are also using – carrots, peper, tomatoes, cucumber). As for people, they are as relaxed as they were in Guyana, if not even more relaxed. They are just taking their time and making sure that they do not get tired. I understood that it takes ages to start and to complete something. Why should they worry and stress when life is short? As for food, they are eating mostly Lap-lap. Even if they have vegetables, I understood that they do not know how to cook them. If one asks how to cook a certain vegetable or root, he will be told he has to boil it. That's all. Food is not really tasty because they do not know how to give taste to the food.
People are very, very friendly. I was amazed to see them greeting me on the streets of Port Vila. I was also surprised to see that it is not dangerous to walk through the town at night. Coming from Guyana where men will call you all kind of names and try to get your attention and where it is dangerous to walk through town by yourself especially at night, I really came to appreciate that people are so different here.
From what I have been told, I will be teaching in a Malua Bay SDA school. I was told that I will be living with the minister's family (they call here minister the bible worker) for a while until they will fix my house. I have no ideea what I will be teaching, or how many students has the school but I like this life full of surprises. Florin told me that they were glad to hear that I know a little bit of music.
I can hardly wait to go to Malua Bay. I know God has wonderful things prepared for me there. I know He will do whatever it takes to grow me there and to shape me more and more.
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