Monday, October 17, 2005

My Cameroonian friends can’t understand why we are so terrified of mice and cockroaches. I really can’t explain my fear. They constantly remind me that I am bigger than them and that they are more scared of me than I of them. Perhaps its because I am not used to dealing with these creatures in my house. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a mouse in person or had to deal with that many cockroaches. Let me tell you, that last week I opened my dresser drawer and there was a mouse in my clothes staring back at me!! You know I freaked and ran from my room screaming. My roommate bought some things to make a mouse trap. Essentially it’s a very sticky glue that we put down on cardboard with cheese in the center. On the first night, we caught three baby mice!! It was absolutely disgusting, but we had to do something to get rid of them. Since then, we have not caught anymore mice. But, I’m quite sure the momma and poppa mice are making more babies.

On Saturday I went to the bustling market called Mokolo (not sure if I’m spelling it correctly). It was highly crowded and amazingly hot. We worked our way through a maze of items and people. It was just like an outdoor swap meet, except more compact. As we walked through, people grabbed at our arms asking us to come look at their things. A lot of folks called Izumi Chinese. I think it was too much for her, especially since she is Japanese and is not used to people making strange Asian-like (or at least they think) noises at her. One guy even called me lame (because I was walking with a limp). I had a good laugh at that comment. I didn’t buy anything, but it was nice to experience such a market. We didn’t even walk through half of the market. We walked only through part of the shoe section. You know I was hunting for pumas, but something about cleaned up used pumas doesn’t strike my fancy.

This week we have a conference with all of the West African International and American schools. There are a series of workshops we can attend. I’m always excited about workshops because I hope to gain information and ideas I can use in my classroom. I’m also excited about meeting people from these various schools. There is a lady from Mauritania here who I met back in Iowa. It was nice seeing her here at the conference. I will write more about the conference later. I’m actually in a rush because I need to head to my first workshop!

I hope you enjoy the picture of Izumi and I. We are both wearing our outfits that we had made out of fabric. For the conference, the people from our school had outfits made from similar fabric. They are beautiful. On Saturday Izumi and I went to the fabric store downtown , called Laking, and saw wonderful prints. We are excited to buy some and make lots more outfits.

Have a nice day.


Anonymous Ron said...


Where is the picture?

5:24 PM  
Blogger rady said...

wow, i can't believe you had a chance to go to that Cameroon soccer match and you didn't go!!! sadness about the missed penalty. i wanted to see Cameroon back in the finals.
keep your chin up, chica. Many times God uses trials to work in us--for His glory, not ours. Jesus loves you just the way you are.
James 1:2-18 says,
"Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. If any of you lacks wisdom, he should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to him. But when he asks, he must believe and not doubt, because he who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind. That man should not think he will receive anything from the Lord; he is a double-minded man, unstable in all he does.
The brother in humble circumstances ought to take pride in his high position. But the one who is rich should take pride in his low position, because he will pass away like a wild flower. For the sun rises with scorching heat and withers the plant; its blossom falls and its beauty is destroyed. In the same way, the rich man will fade away even while he goes about his business.
Blessed is the man who perseveres under trial, because when he has stood the test, he will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love him.
When tempted, no one should say, "God is tempting me." For God cannot be tempted by evil, nor does he tempt anyone; but each one is tempted when, by his own evil desire, he is dragged away and enticed. Then, after desire has conceived, it gives birth to sin; and sin, when it is full-grown, gives birth to death.
Don't be deceived, my dear brothers. Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. He chose to give us birth through the word of truth, that we might be a kind of firstfruits of all he created."

6:33 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey Jennifer,
I totally feel you on the cochroaches, and I can't imagine mice! Cameroon looks beautiful, and I'm glad that you are enjoying fourth grade. I'll definitely have to come out there and pay a visit over the next year!


8:43 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I am a cameroonian blogger myself and I love your stuff. Encourage more of your friends to visit too!

9:18 PM  
Blogger wanSanosi said...


As a Cameroonian living in Houston Texas, I am extremely impressed about your dailly activities and the manner you present them. I stumbled on your site while surfing for some picures from my mother land. I love every bit of your account and do hope that you are still down there and writing. You and your frind are really two cute ladies. Bravo.

Sanosi Gilbert

8:05 PM  

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