Being here in Vanuatu has been an amazing experience with nature. It's amazing in itself being surrounded by
the beautiful, South Pacific Ocean. Last
week on our "prep day" all of the couples went to this beautiful
garden. It was closed to the public after being wiped out when Cyclone Pam
hit in 2015. The cyclone absolutely
devastated the island. They sent all the
missionaries home because there was no place for them to live. Anyway, someone in our group found out about
this garden and asked if we could have a private tour. They will do private tours if you call ahead.
The owners are a couple from Australia.
I asked her if they were planning to reopen, but she said no. They don't make enough money to make it worth
it. It's quite a climb up a steep hill,
through lots of jungle, and a little hard to find, but once we got there we really enjoyed the time spent
there.
Sunday, Greg went to a ward to do an audit.
The audits here in Port Vila are the last to be done in this audit
cycle. I went with Sister Tucker to our
Black Sands ward to church. I think I've
mentioned that we've been teaching a "mama's" english class after
church. We have about six sisters that
show up each week. We are teaching them
how the vowels in english are pronounced, because they pronounce them
differently in bislama. After going over
this, we read a chapter in the Book of Mormon with them. We are figuring out that they know how to
read, they just aren't comprehending what they've read. So, we're going to change our stradegy and
work on comprehension. They are so excited
to learn, and we love teaching them!
There is one young mama that can't read at all. Her little daughter attends the class with
her, stands behind her when its time to read and whispers in her ear the words
to say when it's her turn. It is the sweetest
thing to see xoxo. I'll attach a picture
of them. So sweet!
The other morning Greg called for me to come outside. He had me look up, and there stretched between two trees was a spider web along
with, THE SPIDER! and his supply of flies all wound up by him. We watched him wrapping up one of the
flies. He's about the size of the black
spider on one of the previous posts I sent, only this one is green. I really should be freaked out because I
don't like spiders, but you know, I'm
having a change of heart. As I sit
plunkng out this post, it's raining, and has been all day. I keep looking out the window at that
spider. He is still there hanging in mid
air between those trees. You would
think the wind and rain, or a bird flying through his web would have taken him down by now. How amazing is that?
There are so many unusual little creatures
here in Vanuatu, and frankly I'm in awe.
The birds here are loud and squawky, just like you would hear in the
jungle. Every morning at sunrise,
between 5:45 and 6:00 a.m., they are there at our window, SQUAWKING, "GET
UP IT'S TIME TO PLAY PICKLEBALL! "
Now, that's fine if it's a pickleball day, but we don't play
everyday! They don't seem to care
because it's every morning!! That's
really okay, they are so funny to listen to.
They carry on all day long too. I
get a kick out of them, Greg not so much.
Then in the evenings between 5:45 - 6:00 pm, sunset, here come the
"cicadas." They're kind of like a cricket, only LOUDER. It's like they all get together in a group
and start at the same time. I'm not
kidding, they probably have a conductor that gets them started, and they are
loud! If you google cicada, there are
some recordings you can listen to. I
have to wear ear plugs at night so I can get to sleep. I love it though!
One thing here in Vanuatu that causes me great distress, are all the dogs
and cats that run wild. Early European
settlers long ago brought in animals (e.g. cattle, pigs, goats, cats, chickens
and dogs) for food, and pets. The animals
were not well managed as a result have become a problem. The dogs are used to keep out the wild pigs
in some areas of the island, and cats are used for keeping rats out of the
villages. They don't feed them or take
care of them, so they are on their own.
Of course the people can't afford to feed them, and I understand that. Life is difficult here. In the evening you can hear the dogs off in
the distance fighting. They run the
streets looking for food and are so skinny.
When we were in Tanna a few months ago, I saw a dog chewing on a coconut
shell, he was so hungary. I could tell
he was very close to dying, he could bearly function. I walked over to him and quietly said a
prayer asking Heavenly Father to please take him soon. When we were in Solomon last week we saw a
dog that was hardly moving, you could tell he was dying, he had hardly any hair
left, I said a prayer for him too. I'm really struggling with this. Greg feels bad too. When this life is over, I know everything
will work out for them as well. I have
to keep telling myself that to be able to cope.
Last night was the last class we taught on "My Plan for Returned
Missionaries." It was a nine week course on learning to be self reliant,
both temporally and spiritually. We had
anywhere from two to six returned missionaries attending at any given
class. The people here get distracted
easily, and will decide at the last minute not to show up to things. So knowing that, you try not to get
discouraged. We hope the things we
taught will have an impact on their hard life here. We talked about having a vision, setting
goals, and all those things that it takes to be self reliant and take care of
ourselves. The government doesn't help
in any way, so they work hard to take care of themselves. Family is everything, and they take care of
each other. We feel that we made a
difference, at least we hope so. We grew
to love them and pray that things will work out for them.
In December, Port Vila will be hosting the Vanuatu 2017 Pacific Mini
Games. Twenty four nations will to be
represented. Schools will be closed for two weeks so that the athletes will have
places to stay. There really aren't that
many hotels for guests to stay in, so it will be very interesting to see how the accomodations
work out. I understand that the hotels
are getting "fulap" (full) fast.
They've built a new building for indoor sports, and new tennis
courts. They already have fields to play
football (soccer) because the people enjoy playing soccer . They will need a lot of volunteers, so we
will be doing our best to help out as missionaries. I just
hope the people will volunteer and be willing to do what needs to be done and finish the job.
It's Friday morning, and it's raining.
The birds came by to let us know it was time to get up for
pickleball. They never take a day
off! For exercise we decided to take our
umberellas and go down town to walk along the water front. We drove past the church and saw the other
couples playing pickleball in the rain.
Some of them are real diehards,
we just didn't want to get soaked!
It was so beautiful walking along the water front. The Austrailians have been putting a lot of
money into Vanuatu. They are trying to
make it more attractive for the tourists that visit. They've done a great job. There are walk ways along the water front,
they've put grass in some areas and put swing sets in for the pikininis
(children). There are tons of beautiful
resorts throughout the island. Most of
the visitors come over from New Zealand and Austrailia. The beaches are beautiful and the snorkeling
is fabulous too. I think its a short two
or three hour trip for them to come. We
watched a cruise ship coming in to dock for the day. I'm sure the passengers were disappointed at
the weather, but rain is needed desperately throughout the islands. We've been catching a little bit of the news
regarding all the devastating hurricanes.
I sure hope we don't get a cyclone while we're here! YIKES!!!!
I'll close for now, just thought I would write about a few things that
might be interesting. We hope all is
well with you at home. We're always
thinking about you all and love you "tumas (much)."
Love, Elda and Sista Robison XOXO
I love your blog. It makes my week.
ReplyDeleteYou are having such unusual experiences. I love your descriptions of the animals. So sad to see them reduced to fighting for food to survive. The birds squawking in the morning is probably not as pleasant as hearing the "Call to Prayer" every morning about 4:30 am that we hear here in Jerusalem. Keep up the great work.
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