Sunday, February 22

Sunday afternoons are usually a great time to find friends at home.  Today, however, many people went to the funeral in Leru Village. 

I found my sweet friend, Sylvester, getting food ready for her three girls to take to Fly Harbour Primary School.  Since the kids stay all week from Sunday afternoon through Friday afternoon, parents have to send extra food with the kids on Sunday.  Wednesday afternoon is also set aside for parents to come visit their students and bring another round of food.  The students are expected to cook for themselves.

Nearby, several little girls were playing with a mosquito net underneath one of the few tall, wooden houses in Marulaon.  I asked if they were playing bride and they giggled like crazy.  Then I asked the little one where her husband was, and she giggled even more.  They were so cute as they took turns parading underneath the net.

Sunday afternoons are also a good time to sit and watch for the Kosco.  We can see it from far away as it chugs through the Russells.  Today, we were looking forward to receiving some mail and some petrol on the Kosco, so anticipation was running extra high. 

I saw Aaron, Benjamin, and Olivia running by on the way to Belza's canoe, so I knew the Kosco was close by.  Several of us ladies and many children moved from underneath the house to the shore to watch the canoes come and go from the ship.  All of the sudden, one of the ladies started hollering for somebody to grab a spear because she saw a huge squid right at the shore line.  I didn't see a thing until I had looked for a while.  One of Sylvester's sons grabbed a sharpened stick and threw it at the squid.  Black ink squirted high into the air and clouded the water, but the squid had escaped, much to the chagrin of my friends who were hoping for squid for supper!