Jeannette February 14th, 2010

It's the middle of February, and very hot over here in Malawi! It hasn't rained in over a week, which is a long time for over here. We're praying that the rains come really soon. Not too much has happned over here, but since we haven't writen in our blog since October, I guess there's quite a bit to update. We'll both share a story over the past few months, and save the other stories for other blog posts.

Over Christmas break, I, Jeannette, got to go to the Crisis Nursery Center more often. My friend and I just go to help feed the 20 kiddos there and just hold them. There are always about five "mothers" there at a time, but as you can imagine they can't hold all the babies. So, when there are more hands to go around, the kids are able to get held more. The older kids crave attention of anyone who will love on them, so they will just sit there and look at you, as you feed the other kids. I love going there and seeing those cute faces, but at the same time, it's hard, because there's always at least one new face when I go, and at least one has died to malaria or something else. I haven't gone often since school has started, but I hope to go several more times before we head home to have our baby.

School is going pretty well. The kids are keeping me busy, which I enjoy, but I do find that I get really tired by the end of the day. I stay after school every day of the week for extra tutoring. It's really great to see how each child that I'm tutoring is learning a little more each day. I just hope they are able to retain it. :) I have been working with  Korean girl two days a week, after school, for a half an hour, and just recently, I have been able to see a big change. She still has a long way to go, but she is slowly learning English and she definitely enjoys it more when I work with her one-on-one.

Refugee Camp (A story from Derek)

The day started off pretty well.  Jeannette had to run off to school at about 630am to get ready for her School day which started at 715am.  The school is only about a 5 minute walk which can seem like just a 20 second walk or a 30 minute walk depending on the day.

We wake up each morning around 530am to 600am.  I usually try to get the coffee going and then take some breakfast out onto the back porch.  I don't do it every morning, but I try to sit out on the porch, wait for my coffee to cool off a little, and enjoy the sunrise.  The back of our house looks at a small yard area and then a wall which surrounds the campus.  Our garden is against the wall as is our little goat pen and Chicken Coop/structure.  I enjoy walking in the back and see how some of the new seeds have come up and how the Maize has grown.  We have a small garden but it is growing (....I did not mean for that to be a pun.)

   This particular morning was a Thursday and I try to meet up with a good friend around 7am.  I do not have to teach any Jr. High or High School PE classes on Tuesday or Thursday Mornings so usually I try to network with the other Colleges and Teams in Lilongwe and try to arrange some games with our ABC teams.  I also will stop by a few stores and re-stock the Gym Snack Bar (called a Tuck Shop here).  We use it to raise money for the Sports Program here.  My friend James and I try to pray and just talk about life.  He is one of the Doctors here at the ABC clinic and he is fast becoming a great friend.

   I have a heart for forgotten people, particularly refugees.  I had heard about this refugee camp about 50 minutes from our ABC Campus past the Airport.  When I was meeting with James I asked him if he wanted to come with me to the refugee camp to check it out.  I had heard that at the camp they had a soccer team and I wanted to get our College team to play them.  James said he would try to go with me and we arranged to go in the early afternoon.

   That morning I tried to get some sponsors for our Gym, to sell some advertising space so that the Sports Program would have money to maintain the gym, the Soccer Fields, and help the teams with various expenses.  I spoke to a few people but nothing officially happened.  I also had to check on a few games that we had on Friday and the following week, making sure the teams were still coming and at the correct times.

   At around lunch I had to meet with a student so I called James beforehand and asked him if he was still interested in going. He said that he was and so I asked him for a favor, to look up the directions to how to get to the camp. He laughed, here I invited him to come and I didn't even know how to get there.  Well in Malawi there are not a lot of road signs and this refugee camp was not particularly well known and not really marked out as to how to get there. James and I left in the middle of the afternoon with some directions but we were pretty confident that we would find it and were very lighthearted about it.....meaning we were okay with getting lost....to an extent.

    In Africa, especially here in Malawi, people will give you an answer even if they do not really know the answer.  As we asked for directions when we were driving we got a wide variety of responses.  So we decided to ask at least 5 different people and take the average....this gave us a better idea of the general direction.  Well we turned off the main road onto a dirt road which seemed to require 4 wheel drive at times. It seemed like we were going into the bush/rural areas 10 minutes, 20 and then 30 minutes. We were having fun and getting a bit nervous when I noticed that I was down to  half a quarter tank of gas.  We coasted down the hills and then realized we were pretty far out and had no cell phone reception.  Well now we had to go forward, praying that there was gas somewhere up ahead.

(One of the dirt Roads before it got a bit rough)

    We asked up to 10 different people on where the refugee camp was, and where there was a petrol (gas) station.  After about an hour on the dirt road we got a good average that the camp was from 5Km to 20Km up ahead.  We pulled up and saw the UNHCR offices to the right and turned up there.  Of course the offices were closed but right next to it was a soccer field where guys were just starting to play.  As it turns out it was the guys I needed to talk to about arranging a soccer game.  I got their contact info and we started to head out to leave.  We got mobbed by about 30 to 40 kids trying to get into the car and asking for money.  After that we drove about 150 yards to some local shops trying to find some petrol as we were on fumes now.  James got out while I tried to phone Jeannette to let her know where we were and that we might be just a bit late.....
(Clinic & Admin Buildings at Refugee Camp)

                                                                                       (Road to soccer field & UNHCR offices below)

   When I got off James was walking out of one of the small shops with a 5 liter container of what was mostly gas/petrol.  The shopkeeper had a funnel that we poured the gas in, while James and I enjoyed some Cokes that he bought for us.  While we were by the car we were mobbed by about 30 Ethiopian refugees (most were trying to get to South Africa to find work.....they were illegal aliens and no one really wants them so they are stuck in the middle there at the camp)   I started to get uncomfortable as some of the guys started adamantly asking for new clothes and money etc.... We listened but they seemed a little upset.  I used my one Amharic Phrase (thank you) and started naming off some of my favorite Ethiopian foods and that made them all laugh and smile.  By the end of it, many of the guys asked when we were coming back.

   As we drove off I prayed that the petrol/gas like substance would power the car back to the African Bible College Campus.  The gas tank read that it was more than half full and we were directed to the main road which saved us at least 30 minutes on the way back.

   We laughed a lot on the way back going over what had happened and just the context of being lost going to a refugee camp in Malawi Africa.  I am looking forward to going back and sharing with you the next interaction at the refugee camp.  It is neat to see what God is doing in the lives of others as well as how he is allowing me to pursue the desires he has put on my heart. 

   More to come soon.  Thanks for your prayers and support! Please keep us up to date with your lives and we will keep you updated with what God is doing in our lives!

Tee-wan-ah-na (goodbye in Chichewa)

-Derek Breuninger-    

September in Malawi

Well it has been almost a month since we last wrote.  We have been posting on Facebook a lot, while including a few pictures of our recent travels and happenings in Malawi.  If you have not seen our new pictures, we will be including a few in this blog as well.
   The past few weeks have been our official introduction to our Malawi everyday lives.  Getting a few weeks of teaching school, working as Athletic Director, living in a community of "missionaries", weekly shopping, and just living a normal life has been good.  We are getting to know what to expect to some extent, and that has allowed us to get into a groove where now we can look and try out other things/options for getting involved in different things going on here in Malawi. 
     I have been going to  a lot of Colleges in the area meeting and connecting with the different people in the Sports Programs. Many of the Colleges do not have the luxury of having a stand alone Sports Director but have a faculty and a student who helps to organize it.  I have been to many of the larger schools in our city, Lilongwe and it has been a great way of connecting with people.
  Along with being the Sports Director I have been able to do many other things that I did not expect.  One of these things is to sometimes drive our teams to games as well as pick up other teams and bring them to our school so that we can play them.  One of the professional soccer teams here has a "B" team. Their name is the Silver Strikers and we had the opportunity to play their youth team (their B team).  This last week I took another guy from ABC who was on our soccer team but was injured. I could not take our school bus so I took the schools 9/10 passenger van to go and pick them up about 10 minutes away.  We got to the stadium where we were meeting them (it was one of the stadiums I had played in back in 2004 when I played soccer there).  Most of the guys were younger, in their 20's.. When I went up I shook hands with everybody and told them to get in the van. There were about 20-25 guys so I had to make two trips. Some of the guys had been smoking pot and were pretty relaxed but I secretly thanked God that I was getting to hang out with guys who were hurting and a little forgotten about...a little on edge. I feel more comfortable there and that is where my heart is.  Well the first trip we (Richard was the player from ABC who helped me know where I was going) took about 10 people and then dropped them off. I told them that anyone who was interested in coming to ABC for school to talk with me (I was recruiting as well as hopefully planting some seeds for guys think about coming to ABC)  We then dropped off the guys and went back to pick up the rest. Well we got back and there were about 14-15 guys left. I looked at Richard and he looked at me and then we told them that we thought they could all fit in the van and save us a trip.

I told them that they had to want it.
  So I put two guys in the trunk. 5 guys in the back seat, 5 in the front and then Richard and I in front.  Richard told me that we would be fine as long as we did not run into any of the authorities. I found that comforting.  Well we got back to the school and as we all got out we went to let the guys out of the trunk.  The trunk would not open and we all tried not to laugh, except the teammates of the guys in the trunk. They laughed hysterically.  After about 5 minutes they wormed there way up and over the back seat and we were good to go. ABC won the game 4-1 and our guys had some good prayer and talking time with the team before and after the game.  (See pics of the sideline below....hardest part is not playing with them!)

  By the time that the game was over the school bus had come back but the driver had to go.  I took Richard from ABC and another guy names Happy from the ABC team with me and we took the team back home.  We were dropping the Silver Striker youth guys off at what I thought was going to be 2-3 stops. Well we went about 15 minutes outside of town and dropped off just 2 players....I then realized I was delivering door to door. Then suddenly as we were going Richard jumps up and yells at a truck full of people beside the bus. The truck drives off and then some cars get in between us and the truck. Richard sits down and says that there was a guy on the truck wearing a uniform that was stolen from the ABC soccer team and that we needed to catch up to the truck, and get the guy and take him to the police.  Well I prayed, put it into 1st gear and went after the truck. The bus seats around 35 and there were about 20 of us in there. I was driving it....quickly but safely passing cars and going over speed bumps, but eventually we caught up to it and I parked in front of it so it could not go. The guys got out and went after the alleged thief.  5 minutes later they came back and said that it was the same uniform design but it was the wrong logo on the jersey.   I laughed.
  After that we dropped a few more guys off, stopping to get some diesel as we just about ran out.  About 40 minutes later I told everybody I was doing one more stop as we had to get back to campus. they were very thankful at our driving them home and I think it has left the door open for us to play with them again.  Many good conversations were spoken by our guys and theirs.  They even offered to have us play them at their stadium....something we hope to do.

This is Jeannette now. Since the last time I wrote on the blog, we have had three fire drills at school. One practice one, and two other ones where something electrical started sparking and/or flaming. Quite exciting! The first "real" one was in a classroom. Thankfully the kids were out and the teacher was the only one in there. Her light bulb broke, there was a small flame, and then smoke and sparking afterwards, so the whistles (blown by the secretary) sounded, so we headed out to the field. Thankfully everyone and everything was fine. The second "real" one was this Friday. The power went out (which is kinda normal) during Social Science, and two minutes later the whistles sounded. I wasn't nervous until I saw the look on the secretary's face. The main electrical box had sparked and I guess caught flame (nothing big), so by the time we were headed toward our escape route, I saw the fire extinguisher go, and it was in our escape route, so we headed another way. This time around was a little "scarier", but still, everything was fine. We didn't have power at school for the rest of the day. So that's the excitement at school. Aside from school, I've been going to the Crisis Nursery Center once a week with a friend from Mississippi, and she and I just go, hold the babies, play with them, feed them, and talk to the "mothers" who work there. It has been neat, but also tough seeing it, as there are 16 babies in a three bedroom house. For meals they simply have pureed beans, nsima (the stapel food in Malawi made from Maize), and sometimes some "greens" thrown in there. There are babies that look like there are weeks old, but they are actually months old, and I think it'd due to malnutrition, even though they're being fed and taken care of now, and also maybe due to what their mothers were eating/doing while they were pregnant. These little ones are so cute and so easy to love. It can be hard leaving them, and I have gotten attached to a little girl who is about a year and half old. Please pray for these kids and for the ladies who care for the babies.
We were also invited to our first Malawian wedding!

One of Derek's friends that he met in San Diego, Paul (who is Malawian), is back in Malawi, and we ran into him our first week here and got invited to his wedding. Wow! What a celebration. Eveyone was so excited dancing around, and throwing money at the bride and groom. Over here, instead of presents (even though they still got a few gifts), they take turns dancing, while holding a basket, and people go up and throw money at them. This lasted for a good three hours. It was interesting and also very fun to watch. We both danced up there and threw money at them, and in the end we also got asked to open up the sparkling cider bottles. It was really fun because I had leaned over to Derek, saying, "wouldn't it be fun to be in a Malawian wedding sometime?" because they dance up to where they're supossed to go (like the candle lighters dance up, throw money and light candles and dance back down while throwing money). Anyway, we didn't get to dance our way up there, but it was still fun. Hope you enjoy the pictures and the stories! Please keep praying for us, and for the people in Malawi. Praise God for His faithfulness and goodness!


Below are some Pictures of some of our recent travels up to Zomba (in the mountains) where we got to hike and get away with about 8 other people for the weekend 2 weeks ago.

Our first "Regular" Week, Our New Neighbor

  Good morning!   Well I am writing this to you having gotten up at 5:30am on a Sunday morning.  The reason is that the nearby Mosque upgraded their sound system so that the call to prayer is a bit louder now at 5am.  Also we......rather I Derek, purchased a goat at the market yesterday which has turned out to be an investment gone bad.  This goat will not stop making noise....(and it happens to be right outside of our window which did not make Jeannette very happy this morning as she stormed out of the room with a "not so happy" look on her face. )

 This week we finished our first week of school at the Academy (K-12th grade).  Jeannette's classroom has been transformed into an amazing place of art and learning and fun and is one of the best classrooms on campus.  I included two pictures one of Jeannette in the classroom taken from the front and one from Jeannette's desk towards the front of the class.

(Here is Jeannette at the desk working hard.)
I have been teaching 2 PE classes at the Academy Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. They have been going well and the weather has been cooler, around the 60's in the morning and as hot as about 85F  during the hottest part of the day.  I have

It's Jeannette writing now. Yes, I did wake up with a not so happy look on my face this morning, but you would too if the mosque first woke you up at 5 and then the cute, but annoying little goat, would not stop bleating! Well, I guess it turned out to an okay thing, because Derek and I have been hanging out this morning. It's probably the longest we've hung out in a while now. :o) School started on Monday and it was a very long but great week! I have a wonderful class!! The kids are really cute and it's neat to listen to each one of them share about themselves. I love learning about the kids! I jumped right into my curriculum this week and have been trying to make learning fun! I've still been trying to make the classroom look inviting, and I have been hanging up the kids work. We are singing a song in chapel in two weeks, and the kids sound so wonderful! I have a little boy from Malawi, who doesn't do the hand motions but just claps and gives a little head shake! It is so cute! I'll see if someone can record it, and then we'll try to post it! Life has been as regular as it can be. I haven't had the chance to go out to villages, or volunteer at the orphanage. The classroom has taken up all my time. I spend two weeks decorating, attending orientation, and lesson planning, that I am still trying to get organized in class, but I know it will come along. There's another teacher who takes kids to a village for ministry on Friday's so I will try to go with her several times. I'm still not sure what our routine life will look like, or if it will ever be "routine" but I am excited to see what comes our way. We have been blessed with some terrific friends already, and they have made our transition to Malawi much easier!
   
Derek:  So I want to give you a brief run down of a few stories about things that have happened here in Malawi.  A few days ago I was using the morning to go and try to meet some of the other Athletic Directors of some of the nearby colleges and technical schools. I also needed to run by some stores to check on the prices of a few things that we will be selling at the Gym snack bar to raise money for the sports program here (it is called a Tuck Shop here).  I am almost adapted driving on the left side of the road here so I have been able to enjoy the times when I drive out in the city.  I fit in as a driver thanks to driving in Mexico and Southern California......plus you can use your horn a lot here and people don't get offended....as much.

Anyways, I was driving and met quite a few people who own shops, sell wholesale, even a guy who was selling cars. As I was in the parking lot of an equivalent store like Costco (minus the free samples and a lot of cool product) I noticed a man on crutches who asked for money. I ignored him and went in to shop.  I came out and he was still there by the car I was using and so I gave him some chips that I got from a chip wholesaler I had met with earlier.  He scarfed them down. I grabbed someone walking by to help me translate who turned out to be a car salesman.  I had him ask the man on crutches why he did not get his leg looked at by a doctor as it looked like it was an old open infected wound. I gave him the name of the Medical Clinic we have on campus and told him to go by as it was affordable.
      After that I walked with the man I had used to translate for me who had some cars for sale. I had a good talk with him and as I was leaving I saw the man on crutches again waiting to talk with me.  Well at that point, I remembered a chapel from the day before where the pastor was talking about the good Samaritan who helped the beat up and left for dead Jew, paying for all of his expenses even though culturally they were supposed to be bitter enemies.  The pastor who led the talk ended it with something like "Do not ask 'who is my neighbor', but look at the people around you, they are your neighbors". Well I was using one of the African Bible Colleges cars and was on my way back to the campus anyways so I motioned for the man on crutches (it was actually a wooden stick) to get in the car.  We drove to the campus, about a 10-15 minute drive and during the drive I found out that his name was Mustafa. His English was not great and my Chichewa was not there but we managed to communicate a little bit.   I checked him into the clinic waiting "room" and told everyone that this was my friend Mustafa and that I would be taking care of any and all expenses.
     Well the Doctor or Physician's assistant came out and told me that his leg wound was from an old burn and would take multiple antibiotics and some time to heal.  The dressing on the wound also needed to be changed everyday.  I thanked him and we went up to the pharmacy window, got his medicines, then went to the cashiers window to pay.  During this time I was thinking and looking at Mustafa. He had a big smile mixed with a painful face from his injury but his smile would always come through.  Here is a guy who had no hope in his eyes of getting better but was just begging and God had me come to him,  take him to get his damaged leg fixed up and take care of it.  After the clinic I was going to give him some minibus/taxi money (about 2$ US) but then I decided to drive him back.  That was a lot of fun because we used the point method or where he would point and I would go.  As it turned out we drove to his family who was on the side of the road downtown.  He had a wife and two kids, one of which was a baby.  I did not understand what was being said between his wife and him when we pulled up, but they were all smiles.  She thanked me and just from her eyes you could see how happy she was.
   During this time Mustafa was in the clinic I made a PB & J Sandwhich, some other food and some water and also grabbed a shirt and a little Jacket as it gets cooler in the evening and Mustafa's shirt was literally in tatters, tied together so it would stay on.  Since then, Mustafa has come a few times and is now walking without any cane or crutch.  We have it worked out where a young man who works at the clinic named Krispen, calls me when Mustafa comes and when I have a break from classess, I run down to the clinic and meet with them there, Krispen translating for us.

   Originally I was not going to share this story. But more than anything it has kept coming into my mind and heart...almost like a throbbing.  In total I probably spent no more than $25.00 for medical, transportation, and a few dollars for food, which in the long run is not much.  Here a life that was/is being changed....a small leg infection that prevented someone from almost walking, he could not work and provide for his family.  A little Neosporin in the states and bandages you could buy at any grocery store would have prevented the infection.  What really got me about this was God's love.  I felt so removed from this, like I was witnessing everything from the third person as God provided for this man and his family and I got to see it up close.   As I saw this I thought about God's love for me, God's love for the hurting, the poor, the rich, the well, the sick.   As we were driving back this last time I smiled at Mustafa and said "Hey, you know you are my neighbor." He looked at me and laughed and said "Neighbor".

Thanks so much for your prayers and support.....
                          Derek and Jeannette





The First Chapel at ABC Bible College
(above) Freshmen Registration in the Gym
(below)

The Calm Before The Storm

Goodnight from Malawi! Well, as we get ready to go to bed, we wanted to write a quick post of what we've done this week, so far! As new missionaries, we've been having an orientation. Yesterday we spent the day learning a little more about ABC, and then we were off the the market with one of the Malawian students from the college.

It was meant to be a scavenger hunt to get us exposed to the Malawian culture, but the idea of a "scavenger hunt" in the Malawian culture, just doesn't work, since the people here and so laid back and want to spend more time talking with you and getting to know you than completing a task. The relationship is more important (which we like), so our team pretty much gave up on completing the scavenger hunt from the very beginning. The student from ABC that was with us, was Richard, and he was great at taking us around and showing us different things.

There are a few areas to the market and we had only been to the "less crowded" part of the market, which was still crowded, so coming to this side of the market, was a little bit more "chaotic" There were people just shouting at you to come take a look at their produce, or just saying hi! Many of them laughed at one of the men with us, since he was carrying his daughter on his back (and the women do that here), and they were laughing at Derek too, because he was holding a big basket that this family bought for them (and only the women hold the baskets here). That allowed for several conversations to open up in the market.

Today we drove about 1 hour to a town called Dedza, and on the way there, we got to see the more rural part of Malawi, we got to drive on some very bumpy roads, but then we reached a nice little restaurant, where all the new people got to talk as well as learn more about the Malawian culture. I think most of the learning about the culture will come with experience, but we're glad that we were able to listen to these other people and their insights.

School starts on Monday so the next several days will be spent in meetings, in the classroom, and lesson planning. As school starts, we know our time will be much more limited than it has been, so we won't be able to updated the blog as often, but keep checking it for new posts! :o) We are still overwhelmed with just work and adjusting, but we're excited for what is to come.

Due to the internet limitations we can only post pictures from 12am to 6am so they will be added later....we know pictures add a lot! We will have some of the Market and Town and Derek will throw in a few extra stories in the next day or two before school starts.....and just a little teaser it has to do with a W.W.F. in Malawi experience (for those who do not know what that is...its better that way) being made fun of in the Market, what God has been doing in our lives, and being chased by a lioness and her cubs....







(Just kidding about the lion but you should still read the next post)

This morning, I woke up to the call of prayer, again. We've now been here for a week and I can say that I able to sleep through the night (aside from the call to prayer). Although we've only been here one week, it feels like we've been here much longer. We jumped right into work, and have had a little time to explore the town. Life in Malawi is very different. Of course, you might say, but even though I knew it would be different, once we got here it was still difficult. We ARE enjoying it here and glad to be where God wants us, but sometimes it's hard. Power goes off and on every day and water has been off at least once a day (thankfully not in the morning so we can take showers.) All the little things that I took for granted, I now cherish! I didn't realize how much I relied on water to get me through the day. One of my favorite places that I've been to so far is the market. It's filled with people going about their business, kids running up to you asking if they can carry your bags for you (a way for them to make a little money), and asking to be your "watchman" for your car (I've been going with a friend who has a car). Although hectic and busy, the market is the best place to buy produce. It's cheap and that's why we are becoming vegetarian (for most of the year). The picture above, is of a little bridge someone built to go across to the clothes side of the market, and they got the bright idea to charge people to go across. They charge 20 quacha, which is equivalent to 7 cents. :o) We've both been working really hard at our jobs. Derek has been organizing and cleaning out the gym, and getting ready for all the sports, while I have been decorating the classroom, organizing, and looking through curriculum. I part of me wishes we could go out and explore more, but then I again, I know we're here to serve the students at the school, and that we need to work hard in our classrooms, in order to go around town, explore, meet people, and do different things. Thanks for following along in our adventure here in Malawi, and be sure to keep checking back for new posts and pictures!

Yesterday

The Gym at African Bible College View from the Bleachers of us organizing a few of the rooms


Well yesterday had a little bit of normalcy mixed in with some newness, with a side of Cultural....what is the word.....awakening. Unlike the few nights before we slept through the call to prayer and woke up ready for the day. Jeannette went down to her classroom to continue setting it up. (It looks great now) I went down to the Administration building to find the head of the grounds who was going to lend me one of the workers to help me clean up the Gym rooms.

I have a little aside here regarding the cleaning and inventorying of the Gym....In one of the rooms there was a fatty Lock on a large cabinet with most of the equipment in there. I had to buy uniforms online for the college to have them sent to a team in America who was coming over September 3rd and needed to get in that cabinet yesterday to see what we had and what we needed. Well after about 4 conversations with 5 people and about 3 miles walking around campus talking to other people I found out that someone who was on "Holiday" maybe sorta, possibly would have that key. Well I went to another person who had his number and called him. It turned out that he would not be in until Friday but we had to order the uniforms Yesterday, Thursday evening. I then went and found some Bolt cutters and got into the cabinet.....Problem solved.

Anyways, as we were cleaning out the Gym/Sports rooms I was being helped by Gideon, a student at African Bible College. He helped me a lot and we got much of it done. While he was working in the afternoon I had to go to meet up with someone at the office who was going to give me the info I needed to purchase the uniforms. I arrived about 20 minutes early so I sat around and then decided to take the campus car on a little trip to buy a coke at a nearby Market called Crossroads. Cars here drive on the left side of the road, their steering wheel being on the right side of the car. It is easier said then done and I realized how ingrained driving on the right hand of the road is in my mind....just from being here. When I decided to drive to the store I got into the left side of the car, threw my notebook on the right seat and start to fasten the seatbelt when I notice that I do not have a steering wheel in front of me. I am in front of the office so I have to act quick. I open the glove box and start to go through it "looking" for something. I think I may have pulled it off. I pulled out of the school campus and I was doing pretty good. I came to the first left turn and kept saying aloud to myself "left side, left side, left side etc..." I got to the store almost hitting about 2 people riding bicycles and navigated a roundabout. Needless to say I got my coke, and then drove back to campus. On my second to last turn this car completely cuts me off and speeds off towards ABC (African Bible College). As it turns in front of me I see that it is another missionary from ABC .......and it made me realize it is okay to be a bad driver in Malawi....no not really but it did make me a little frustrated. I then got back to the campus, had my meeting and played some basketball, eventually going to bed.

In the next few entries we realize that there are everyday things, or things common to us we don't really think to tell you about living here in Malawi. Things like we use a water filter for drinking water, that we have a water heater, and that tuna costs $2.75 a can, and that you cannot buy Dr. Pepper here, etc... just to give you a better context of our life here and so that we can convince you to visit us because it is not living in a grass hut fending off Lions and Hyenas, although that would be kind of cool.
We are off to start another day......