Thanks to those who gave us some advice and encouragement regarding our communication issues. We are here, the Lord willing, for the next 2.3 years (the countdown begins...lol). So we have some time to establish relationships. I recently spoke with a wise woman who lived here for many years and she encouraged us to find an Indonesian family to get to know and have them over to visit and have their kids play with our kids. She said that's the best way to allow your kids to interact with local kids as opposed to opening your yard to them. So now we just have to find a family that fits the bill...
Hugo wanted me to post this photo of the maintenance guys here cleaning a Cessna 206 that was recently stripped of its paint. They are going around the rivets with their little brushes to strip the hard-to-get areas that the paint stripper can't get at. Planes don't need to get repainted very often, maybe once every 5-10 years, but this plane was showing some corrosion and when they tried fix just those spots, the rest of the paint started coming off too. Turns out its last paint job in the States had been less than stellar.
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Hi - I actually grew up in Papua as a SIL mk and this post caught my eye. One of the best things my parents did was encourage us kids to play with the neighborhood kids, particularly while we were still young. That was easiest in Abepura, and every day after school we would all go out and play Indonesian games. When we moved to Sentani it was more difficult - more white people around and more of a barrier with the Papuans. My mom was very firm with the Papuan kids, and if they broke her rules they were sent home for the day. I think at times it was frustrating to her, but it was worth it to break the barriers between the white kids and the Papuans!
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