July
5, 2016
Today
we helped 5 students print up their registrations for the University
of the South Pacific. The forms and money need to be in by this
Friday, July 8 and July 7 is their independence day so most of them
were not waiting for the last day. The students said the lines are
soooo long if they wait until the last day. Daniel Dafolo (who came
home the day we arrived) was at our house by 9 a.m. to get his paper
printed, which we were able to do. He returned later asking about
the Returned Missionary Scholarship money to pay for his fees. Lynn
and I just looked at each other because we had no idea what to do for
it. So we called Renee in New Zealand and she email us the form,
which we helped Daniel fill it. (This should be at least 8 weeks
before school registration but he hasn't had that much time.) There
is a place where it asks for an amount of money the family will
contribute. (The church wants them to realize that this not
something for nothing.) He said $100. After 45 min. we had
everything done except the Branch President's signature. He asked us
if we could drive him to where the branch president worked. We
agreed (which Sampson's have told us not to do too much for them
because then they won't want to do it themselves and they expect it.)
When we found the business, the Branch President came out and talked
with Daniel and us. He said that Elder Nish expected every family to
pay at least half of the fees. Daniel did change his family's amount
to $500. And Lynn gave him notice that next time it should be half.
I wish we knew this kind of stuff before hand.
Church
Our
first Sunday here we attended the Honiara Branch, which is just
across the street from our compound. There is a nice building and it
was a functioning branch.
Last
Sunday, we attended the White River Branch, where we will be going
from now on. It is a small branch, that is just learning how
meetings run and using agendas. There were about 60 people there,
with quite a few children. The primary had about 31 children and the
Relief Society had 11 women. The music was a keyboard that played
the hymns but the young man in charge stopped it 10 minutes before
the meeting. I really wanted to get up and play it myself. But I
don't want to seem too pushy. And the whiteboards were anything but
white. I hope to find some cleaner and get over there before Sunday
(it must be the teacher in me when I see such a dirty whiteboard to
want it cleaned). Talk about the emerging church. There is so much
to teach and instruct on.
We
had tacos for dinner and we used a taco seasoning packet that was
made in Australia! What would the Mexicans think?
We
have had several little lizards get in our flat. Lynn has been able
to chase them out through the louvered windows. None of the windows
shut real tight. Sister Granger emphasized the use of mosquito
repellent and repellent spray for clothes and that we need to check
and make sure our window netting doesn't have any openings. With
lizards getting in, we must have a hole somewhere.
Sister
Sampson had us drive to two villages, the first one is “Green
Valley”. Definitely not similar to St. George's Green Valley. All
of the areas are built on hillsides and these people walk everywhere.
So the steep hills are nothing to them. We took a few pictures of
the “gated” community.
We
then drove to Neho village, which is right next to Green Valley. The
dirt roads are narrow and rutted with houses built on poles, also.
gated community |
dogs are everywhere |
This
has been a good time to arrive here. It is their winter here so it
hasn't been as hot and humid yet. It will give us time to get
acclimated. It has rained almost every day this week. Early this
morning it poured for several hours. One lesson I learned the first
week, always go slow down the outside steps. They paint the steps
and when they get wet, they are very slippery. So I was holding the
hand rail but slipped and fell down several steps. I wasn't too hurt
(big bruise on my hip and sore on my leg, scraped arm but nothing too
serious) but my pride was gone because it happened in front of the
two women who do the yard work here. Now I take all steps slow and
one at a time.
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