Dysentery is still running wild through the little ones here in Marulaon. Jude is almost three years old, and not only does he have "belly run", but he also has an ear infection. I've been going down every 4-6 hours to give him some children's Tylenol to help ease his fever and help him feel better. The nurse for Marulaon's clinic is attending a workshop in another area of the Solomon Islands, so there is no one else to help. Last night when I went to check on Jude, I found the house astir as his aunt prepared to take him in a motor canoe to another clinic because he hasn't been eating or drinking for the last several days.
This morning, the kids and I popped a big bucketful of popcorn to take over to Laola for the translators. We went down at the appointed time to meet Hiva, the Translation Committee Chairman, who was going to drive us over to Laola in a motor canoe. Hiva's wife, Daisy, told us that Hiva had gone to a different village to buy petrol for our trip, but that he hadn't come back yet. We enjoyed sitting and visiting while we waited for about half an hour, then Hiva showed up, and we were off!
When we arrived, the kids went off to to play. After I was sure they were settled (I have the best kids, ever!), I went back to the meeting house to watch Aaron and the translators finish up their workshop.
Only two of the four translators showed up, but they are the two who live closer to our village, and they have attended everything, every workshop, every bit of training, even workshops in Honiara. So thankful for Simon and Ezekiel!
When the guys finished, Hiva sat down at the table and they made some plans together. The translators plan to meet again at the end of June in a village on the East side of the Russells. Saturday, May 31, the Lavukal Translation Committee will meet in Marulaon. At the end of the planning session, I went to find the kids since they had moved down closer to the beach to play on the soccer field.
This tiny, beautiful village of only a few families provided one last meal for our family and for the translators, and then we had a few minutes of closing speeches. They also asked me to introduce our children, which I thankfully knew how to do in my halting Lavukaleve. As we left, I thanked the ladies for taking care of my husband and gave them some seeds for wing bean and marigolds, since both of those are growing in my garden right now.
So thankful for this generous village who hosted the workshop for three days! We hopped in the canoe with Hiva, Simon, and Ezekiel, in addition to our family, and made the trip to drop off Ezekiel and Simon in Karumulun before we crossed the short stretch of water to our village. Home Sweet Home!
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