Something to Chew On

Each week, we continue to go to an orphanage for babies. We each hold the same baby we had the week before, establishing connection, enjoying time together. Last week, “my” baby died. Names have been changed to protect privacy. In a culture where the main faith does not allow women in the cemetery, it falls … More Something to Chew On

Aileen’s Girls

Sometimes problems here are thorny and provocative. They are not only difficult to solve; nobody wants to talk about them. One of these is fistula – a life-threatening and embarrassing problem. Here is a link to understand it better: I can’t imagine that more than 2 million women in the world have fistula. I can’t … More Aileen’s Girls

Kwara Tegui, Niger

48 hours ago, I hopped into my favorite minibus with six teens and followed Ken, who was in another vehicle full of teens, into a village called Kwara Tegui. There is a group living out in Kwara Tegui called La Roche – in English “The Rock.” They spend their time living among the villagers and … More Kwara Tegui, Niger

The Widows

Arriving at the meeting early, 2:00 was my completely American error. It was scheduled from 2:30 – 5:30, and I considered beforehand that I should really show up at 3:00. But, it was my first time with this group, and what if I missed something important? The meeting began when everyone showed up – at … More The Widows

The Baby Home

The Baby Home –  where we get to spend Wednesday afternoons – is a hard place to describe. I drive an 8 passenger minibus to take volunteer staff and students there once a week. There are no street signs and no address, but I know when I cross the bridge and head to the nearest … More The Baby Home

Learning to Count

  Ifo, Ihinka, Ihinza, Itaci, Igu, Iddu, Iyye, Ihaku, Iyagga, Iway If you just read the words above, you have counted to 10 in Zarma. Well done! One of the merchants is tired of talking to me en francais. He wants me to learn Zarma. Hmm. I have to tell you that I pray to … More Learning to Count