This morning, I met with ten women from two different villages to create some Bible stories in Lavukaleve. We were not translating, just retelling Bible stories. I'm excited that they chose creation and the birth of Jesus, because both of those stories lend themselves to adding more stories down the road to make complete story books of Genesis and the Life of Christ. We ate popcorn, laughed, and worked hard. One of the groups chose to craft the story on paper first, then record it orally. The other group chose to record it as they might tell it to their children, then transcribe it later. I'm looking forward to discovering which of the two methods provides the kind of Bible story that is easy to understand and sounds natural when read aloud. We plan to meet back together next week after Aaron returns from teaching the Translation Principles workshop in Losiolen.
Rain kicked in shortly after I returned to the house – a pouring, driving, tank filling, cooling rain. About three o'clock, we heard a knock on the door, and Grace Delight stood there dripping underneath an umbrella and asking for Naomi. On our last trip, Naomi had proved that she knew her way around a hand cranked sewing machine (there are perks to being an MK), so the ladies were requesting her again. The three of us waited for a break in the rain, then we slipped and slid our way down to Daisy and Hiva's house and spent some time visiting and helping out with the sewing machine.