Network Move

I have not posted about the work that I have been up to, but I’ve been learning a lot about the various systems, applications, and the many different types of computer equipment that I’ll have to support. I’m also learning to work on computers in other languages besides just French and English. (I’m making a cheat-cheat for OK and Next in many languages that I will share once I get a bigger list since that is what I click 90% of the time although it doesn’t always fix the problem)

Last week I learned that one of the buildings that the branch occupied was no longer going to be used because the high school moved to a different location so they needed to move out the network equipment in order to rent the building out to another mission organization. I thought, OK, I’ll go with the guys and get to see one of the different areas away from where I normally work.

We get to the other location and they showed me what they were planning and I was looking around and thought; how are we going to do that without some really BIG ladders! We were going to move 3 external network cables from one side of the complex to the other side of the complex all attached to a really tall tower. My second thought was I don’t think these same cables are going to be long enough to reach.

We went inside the building to remove the first group of cables and we couldn’t push them out, someone was going to need to pull them, so Francis walked along the exterior ledge of the second floor and pulled them out as I feed them from the inside.

Then we had to get the cables over the top of a power line so we used a truck that someone left there for us to use as a ladder.

Finally Emmanuel climbed the tower to tie a rope to where the cables were crossing so we could add some extra support. We had 12 inches to spare when we finished routing the cables through the ceiling and window and after we connected and tested them everything worked fine!

I really was there also – Someone had to try and document the move with a camera phone!

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Yeast

There are many boutiques around the area where we live. A boutique is a small shop normally 5 ft by 5ft that sells all the basic food necessities that people use for the majority of their cooking like rice, flour and other items. When you walk in there is a counter and all the items are on shelves behind the counter and you tell the person behind the counter, normally the owner, what you need. You need to remember to not only bring your own bags but also your own containers because they scoop the flour out of a 50kg bag and give you the amount that you ask for.

DeAnna went into the store and introduced herself and after she asked how he was she explained that she heard that he had the best flour and she would like some, this was all in French without problem.

Then DeAnna asked if he had any Levure. (Yeast in French)

He didn’t understand what she was asking for, so she explained what the yeast does and he said he understood and WROTE the word Revure down on a piece of paper and asked her to repeat it and grabbed a small bag off the shelf and pointed to name of the product.

It was Levure, and then he said no, that’s wrong this is Revure. So if you are ever having problems finding yeast in a francophone speaking country you might try asking for Revure.

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Laugh Time

Our boys found the Doctor Knock Knocks Official Knock-Knock Dictionary at the resource center (books other missionaries have left behind over the years) and have begun the process of learning all the knock knock jokes they can.  It’s fun to watch them laugh at each other even when they don’t get the reason why the knock knock joke is funny.

We currently have a French speaking woman who helps us during the day and she was listening to the boys tell knock knock jokes and she wanted to get in on all the laughter so she went up to the boys and they had the following dialog:

Sophie: Knock Knock

Jonah: Who’s there?

Sophie: Sophie

Jonah: Sophie who

Sophie: (laughs and no punch line)

Jonah: Sophie WHO

Sophie: (more laughter) Knock Knock

Jonah: Who’s there? (He even asked in French Qui est là?)

Sophie: Sophie

Jonah: Sophie WHO?

Sophie: (Even more laughter)

Jonah finally gave up and went and played with some of his toys. I guess Knock Knock doesn’t really translate but she was trying hard to get the boys to laugh at her punchlineless (new word) jokes.

Our boys found the Knock Knock Dictionary at the resource center (books other missionaries have left behind over the years) and have begun the process of learning all the knock knock jokes they can.  It’s fun to watch them laugh at each other even when they don’t get the reason why the knock knock joke is funny.

We currently have a French speaking woman who helps us during the day and she was listening to the boys tell knock knock jokes and she wanted to get in on all the laughter so she went up to the boys and they had the following dialog:

Sophie: Knock Knock

Jonah: Who’s there?

Sophie: Sophie

Jonah: Sophie who

Sophie: (laughs and no punch line)

Jonah: Sophie WHO

Sophie: (more laughter) Knock Knock

Jonah: Who’s there? (He even asked in French Qui est là?)

Sophie: Sophie

Jonah: Sophie WHO?

Sophie: (Even more laughter)

Jonah finally gave up and went and played with some of his toys. I guess Knock Knock doesn’t really translate but she was trying hard to get the boys to laugh at her punchlineless (new word) jokes.

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Manna from Heaven

We had been in Cameroon 5 days and DeAnna was told that there was going to be a picnic for all the children that were going  into grades K through 6th and everyone was to suppose bring a desert to share. Up to now all our meals had been provided for us by other missionary families. We hadn’t learned where the “market” was or what type of food was even available to make a desert yet.

As we talked about what she might be able to make we heard a loud thud outside, a coconut fell out of our tree and the next day we went to the market and the people that were with us were shocked that there was sweetened condensed milk on the shelf. So with our freshly fallen coconut, a rare can of sweetened condensed milk and some vanilla DeAnna whipped up some tasty coconut macaroon cookies.

He rained down manna for them to eat; he gave them bread from heaven. Psalm 78:24 NIV

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Outside our home

I’ve added some pictures from around our house.

Family Picture in Backyard

Family Picture in Backyard

Joshua and Jonah watching the big kids play soccer

Joshua and Jonah watching the big kids play soccer

Skyline from our house

Skyline from our house

Our Home

Our Home

Our coconut tree

Our coconut tree

Over the field

Over the field

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Market Time

Today was our training trip to one of the local markets in Yaoundé. Unfortunately we are not permitted to take pictures in shopping areas so I will do my best to describe the various sights and the purchases that we made.

We started off toward the market and we first learned the proper place to park, assuming you are driving and not taking a taxi. Then as you walk toward the street you are first greeted by several young boys wanting to be your porter for the day and carry all of your purchases, the people showing us around, go the same time every week and they had their regular porter that was waiting for them and we hired one of his friends.

As we walked into the street there are vendors EVERYWHERE selling EVERYTHING, but our first stop we had to make was to a specific meat vendor since he will prepare your meat while you continue to walk around the market and then go back and pick up your meat, but we were having a little confusion between two men who both were holding 4 live chickens 2 in each hand as to which chicken we were going to pick. After we picked the unlucky bird of the morning he was whisked away where they made all his feathers disappear and all the other stuff that we normally don’t eat.  We then watched them cut off a slab of beef with the exact percentage of fattiness that we asked for, a little. But I’m pretty sure that the cow stopped mooing at least 3 or 4 hours earlier.

We then saw some tasty looking pineapples; they could give any of the ones grown on the Dole plantations in Hawaii a run for their money. So we purchased a few of those as well.

Next stop is vegetables. To me they all looked like the same stands. But we went further back and picked out the piles of carrots, tomatoes, cucumbers, green beans and several other vegetables. We then went to another side of the market to get some lettuce and lemons. DeAnna also found some other spices and garlic that we needed.

We then went back and picked up our meat and also some eggs, not sure where they keep those chickens but my guess is they are close because I hear the roosters at all hours. And it was all nicely packaged in a plastic bag.

We made 2 other stops at 2 different grocery stores to buy some additional staple items that we need, like soap, cheese (probably won’t be getting this too often since it was very expensive) and some other items.

Our last stop of the day was to pick up our cell phones, so if you would like to call me send me an email and I’ll give you the phone number. Not sure what the international rates are though.

Finally we made it home around lunch time and then DeAnna spent the next 4+ hours cleaning and preparing all the fruits and vegetables so they can be used for cooking when it’s time to use them. I also was able to have a very tasty fresh roasted chicken for dinner tonight, yummy!

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First Impressions

The last few days have been a blur as we unpack and get settled into our new home but I thought I would give an update on what we’ve been up to.

We arrived early Friday evening into Yaoundé after a very uneventful flight from Paris to Brussels to Yaoundé. After the health officials verified we had the correct shots we grabbed some carts and ALL our suitcases off the baggage conveyers and we were stopped by some Cameroonian officials who verified that the baggage we grabbed matched the stickers the airline gave us when we checked in at Paris. (I think this should be done everywhere, took a few seconds and we were sure that we didn’t grab the wrong suitcases or someone grabbed ours by mistake) We then went through customs without any problems after they looked at an x-ray of our suitcases.

Our house is only about 20 minutes from the airport. We were able to see some of the lush and green environment that we are living in and as we got closer to the city we were able to see everything being sold be the side of the road from pre-paid cell phone cards to fine wooden furniture. We made it to our home and had the suitcases inside before the rain came.

It has been a great blessing to have had so many people provide our meals for us since we arrived, we even had food in our refrigerator when we got here!

Today we learned how to take the taxis, he even understood my French!

Tomorrow we get to go to the market and learn how to shop.
I will try to get some pictures uploaded tomorrow.

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We have arrived!

Thank you for all your prayers and support we are now in Cameroon! We will have more updates coming soon but we arrived safely last night.

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Trim Time

Shortly after arriving in France I was looking out our kitchen window and noticed that there was a team of men swinging from the trees. I’m glad the boys didn’t see them or they might have thought this is an option that is available to them when playing outside. The acrobatic men were cutting the majority of the branches off of the trees as fast as they could and creating a huge pile of limbs on the ground. I thought it seemed a little dangerous to be swinging from a rope with a buzzing chainsaw but I’m sure these were highly qualified professionals since they all had hardhats. The trees looked like they had been trimmed back to the trunk and I thought for sure that they had killed the trees. I wondered if the Giving Tree had been translated to French because the young boys just took all the tree had left to give.

As spring arrived and the flowers began to bloom and all the other trees began to sprout their leaves these trees remained exposed. I thought to myself, I wonder why those guys didn’t like those trees. There weren’t any power lines that would have caused a problem and the trees were not close to any buildings.

As the season went on the trees slowly began to sprout their leaves and now the trees are just as full and robust as all the other trees, and my guess is they are healthier because of the trim.

This year sure was a pruning kind of year for us as we were stripped back to the trunk when it comes to learning a new language. We learned many language lessons and we have made several cultural blunders, not counting cutting the cheese incorrectly. But I think one of the biggest lessons that we have learned is the importance of staying connected to the trunk. Our trunk is Jesus Christ and we pray that he will continue to prune us to produce the fruit that he has already planned for us.

I am the true grapevine, and my Father is the gardener. He cuts off every branch of mine that doesn’t produce fruit, and he prunes the branches that do bear fruit so they will produce even more. You have already been pruned and purified by the message I have given you. Remain in me, and I will remain in you. For a branch cannot produce fruit if it is severed from the vine, and you cannot be fruitful unless you remain in me. John 15:1-4 NLT

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Final visit to the pool

We promised the boys to return to the community swimming pool before leaving France, so today was the day.  I wanted to wear my special FRENCH bathing suit that I had purchased one more time as well. As we were walking to the pool, we saw a silver 2000 Chrysler Grand Voyager parked in an apartment complex for sale.  First of all, it is not common to see American mini-vans here and secondly, we had the same van (same year, make, model, color and close to the same mileage).  We named our van the silver bullet because we purchased it with cash while getting out of debt and we sold the silver bullet August 9, 2009 before moving to France.  It was strange to see silver bullet’s twin today walking along the street in Massy.

We knew on the walk to the pool that this was our final trip to the swimming pool and that’s good, because now DeAnna was the one not wearing the proper attire.  She has a swim suit with a skirt on it and was questioned while swimming since it isn’t a regular one piece or two piece suit. But we just thanked them for noticing and continued to swim. Then the lifeguard went back to texting on his phone the rest of the morning.

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