Molongoo (Mo-Loon-Goo)
I just got back from my major project of the day, taking food to the two families that Pieter and Rika are helping. The food will last them for a week and their grocery list included the following:
1 kg potatoes
1 kg onions
1 kg tomatoes
½ kg carrots
2 kg beans
3 kg rice
2 packages of pasta
3 kg Top Score (flour)
4 packets of Benni (seasoning)
1 small bottle of cooking oil
1 kg sugar
1 kg peanuts
2 heads of garlic
The grandparent family has the two grandparents, and five children that will eat that food for the week. The other family is a woman and her two older children, and her husband has died of AIDS.
Luis and I rode the chappa to the market where we bought the groceries for the families. The chappas are an experience. Imagine 27 people in the back of a minivan, and that may give you an idea of what it is like. It was a blast! You get to know the people in an all-new way.
After picking up the above list X2, we split it up in to two bags, and climbed back on the chappa and rode to the village that these two families live. Carrying the heavy bags of groceries through the streets of the village, I heard a word repeated over and over. Molongoo. The little kids and some adults would stare and watch Luis and me as we passed by their houses and mud shacks. Luis finally told me that Molongoo meant white person, and that many of the people had never seen a white person in their village. It was so neat to see the village and meet the families. I love walking through the villages seeing the people, the homes, their shops and market areas. I walked past a school that was in session today, and many of the children were playing soccer outside, with a ball that looked like it was made from plastic wrap and tape.
The Texas team is leaving today. They are headed to another house in the area that works with teenage boys. It sounds like they are going to be helping teach life skills and work skills courses, and coordinate a Vacation Bible School. I have had a lot of fun getting to know the group, and I think that we will miss them once they are gone. They have been so much help.
1 kg potatoes
1 kg onions
1 kg tomatoes
½ kg carrots
2 kg beans
3 kg rice
2 packages of pasta
3 kg Top Score (flour)
4 packets of Benni (seasoning)
1 small bottle of cooking oil
1 kg sugar
1 kg peanuts
2 heads of garlic
The grandparent family has the two grandparents, and five children that will eat that food for the week. The other family is a woman and her two older children, and her husband has died of AIDS.
Luis and I rode the chappa to the market where we bought the groceries for the families. The chappas are an experience. Imagine 27 people in the back of a minivan, and that may give you an idea of what it is like. It was a blast! You get to know the people in an all-new way.
After picking up the above list X2, we split it up in to two bags, and climbed back on the chappa and rode to the village that these two families live. Carrying the heavy bags of groceries through the streets of the village, I heard a word repeated over and over. Molongoo. The little kids and some adults would stare and watch Luis and me as we passed by their houses and mud shacks. Luis finally told me that Molongoo meant white person, and that many of the people had never seen a white person in their village. It was so neat to see the village and meet the families. I love walking through the villages seeing the people, the homes, their shops and market areas. I walked past a school that was in session today, and many of the children were playing soccer outside, with a ball that looked like it was made from plastic wrap and tape.
The Texas team is leaving today. They are headed to another house in the area that works with teenage boys. It sounds like they are going to be helping teach life skills and work skills courses, and coordinate a Vacation Bible School. I have had a lot of fun getting to know the group, and I think that we will miss them once they are gone. They have been so much help.
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