Friday, May 29, 2009
May 29
Some of the people that are at the school or in missions here in Bamako have put together the musical "Joseph and His Coat of Many Colors" and will be presenting it Saturday (May 30). It should be pretty good. We have a lot of musical talent around. I volunteered to man the refreshment booth at intermission. I hope everyone has the correct change.
We have had some clouds this week and some wind but not much moisture. A good rain would cool us down some. They say that the Sahara continues to spread so I don't know whether I will see any wet season or not.
Friday, May 22, 2009
May 22
Friday, May 15, 2009
16 May
The tree in the center of the picture is a flamboyant tree. I was quite disappointed with them here in Mali. In Zambia, you would see a solid red top with no green from the leaves showing. They look really flamboyant. These look pretty but hardly something that you would go out of your way to see. The other flowers I have seen in Mali have been about the same. They are pretty but not anywhere near as lush as the ones in Zambia. I don't know if they are just not as nice this year because of the lack of rain or if this is normal.
We had teacher appreciation this week and the parents of the students really spoiled us with snacks each morning and a full meal on Friday noon. We have also been invited to a meal today (Saturday) and next Saturday the school board sponsors us to a nice meal with small gifts or mementos. Our God even favored us with rain and four days of cooler weather this week. The nights have been perfect for sleeping and I have gotten in some nice walks.
With four weeks left of school the students have already started their summer vacations and that is becoming a challenge for teaching. We will try our best to meet that challenge.
Friday, May 8, 2009
9 May
I have mentioned before that the people of Mali are friendly and happy. They like to joke with each other. There are disparaging jokes (all in fun) about each of the family groups in Mali. If you are not from Mali they will give you a Malian name. They did give me one but I never was sure what they said. This all leads into the one thing that they can get very combative about.
Politics and weddings may get noisy but if there is a soccor game you need to stay out of the streets. They really go wild with their soccor games. There was evidently one on tv this past week and when it was over we had an hour of screaming, hollering, horn honking, and firecrackers. I talked about that with one of the long term missionaries and he said that it was probably not even a Malian soccor match. He said that there was one game between Bamako and another town in Mali. The other town won. The man who owns the restaurant on the corner by my apartment was from the other town. He had to run to keep from being beat up and they trashed his restaurant. I don't understand how they could do that. If you look at past blogs you can see it in some of the pictures. It consists of a roof and part of a south wall of corrugated metal and a table. They bring their pots, pans, and dishes in each morning to set up for the day.
Friday, May 1, 2009
May 1 May Day
We had a pretty good rain for about half an hour on Wednesday. It was enough to let some water run off. The Malian kids were having a good time in the rain. They peeled and were streaking down the street in the rain. Well I noticed that one still had his sandals on. Then they started damming up the water streams so they would have puddles to play in. They were not very successful though. A half hour after the rain the dirt was dry. The air was a lot more humid. Other than that you could not tell that it had rained.
Another traffic story. They are easy to come up with. Kim Nelson and I stopped for some groceries. Then we made a left turn across a lane of cars to head home. The cars let us through but then we had to stop in the street for a herd of cattle on our side of the road. After they had gone by we went on home. Last night coming from school I saw another amazing sight. A car signaled for a left turn. Then he turned left!
