Friday, February 29, 2008

Jungle travel

Sometimes, by plane...

( The children are excited to drink the Coke which the pilots brought for them from town!)

Sometimes by car...

( The road to Las Bonitas )

Or by barge...

( Crossing the Paragua River)

Sometimes, you break down in the middle of no where....

( Mining Road )

Sometimes by dugout canoe...

( Curiara on the Paragua river)

On the Chajura River...

(Jewel likes to sit on the edge of the canoe!)

Very crowded canoes...

(Jungle Mom in center,behind my brother and sister in law!)

River Rapids...

( Climbing down the rapid as the canoe 'shoots' the rapid)

Camping out, sometimes for weeks at a time...


Camp site...

(Two months without walls!)

Walking to church....

Walking on jungle path to visit another village...

(4 hour walk)

Thursday, February 28, 2008


Types of snakes we have encountered in the jungle;

Bush master, ( most common )

Boa constrictor.


Fer de lance,




Places we have found snakes:

Under the washer,

Under the bed,

In the palm roof,

Behind the toilet,

In the generator shack,

In the river port,

In trees,

On path,

In church,

Under chests!

Ways we have killed snakes;







Stepping on them!!!!

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

For Liz!

The fer-de-lance is the most dangerous snake of Central and South America, and causes more human deaths than any other American reptile.

(I took these fotos in my yard as my hubby and children examined the fer-de-lance killed on our path.)

Josh and Yekwanaman

The fer-de-lance is a ground-living snake, though it is able to climb and swim. Its natural habitat is forest, but it is often found on plantations and in run-down houses, as it can find a ready supply of rats and mice there. This unfortunately brings it into contact with humans. It will usually flee if disturbed, but can also defend itself vigorously, striking as soon as an enemy is within reach.

It is a member of the group of snakes known as pit vipers. Like other pit vipers it has two indentations or 'pits' behind and above the nostrils which can detect a rise or drop in temperature of just 0.001degrees C, allowing it to detect warm-blooded mammals. These 'pits', coupled with its tongue to 'taste' the air, allow the fer-de-lance to strike with great accuracy even in total darkness.


This is mainly done at night, though it will move around at any time, and small mammals are the usual prey. When it is about to strike, it rears up, with its head and upper body forming an 'S' shape. It is able to strike so fast that it is nearly impossible to see it move from the 'S' position. It swiftly injects a lethal dose of poison, then retreats to wait for the venom to work. When the prey is dead, the snake locates it by following its scent trail. It can then eat the prey at leisure.

Jungle Mom stays behind the camera!

After mating, the female retains the young inside her body, moving in and out of the sun to keep the embryos at a constant temperature. The 50-80 live young each measure about 30cm at birth, and are brighter in colour than their parents, with yellow or beige tails. They feed themselves on frogs and lizards, and actively climb trees, but lose this habit in adulthood.


Monday, February 25, 2008

Growing Up Yanomamo

Mike Dawson, a friend from Venezuela, recently sent me a copy of his book, "Growing up Yanomamo". The book is his story of growing up in the jungle of Venezuela among the Yanomamo tribe where his parents ministered as missionaries. He was born in the village and is the fifth of ten children in the family. He was raised among them and he is now and adult but continues his ministry among the Yanomamo tribe.

This book is full of great stories and adventure, many from the view point of child and later as an adult. If you have young boys or teens in your family, I know they would love this book! His book shares the good times as well as the bad. He lost his first wife to malaria and he shares that experience. I never met his first wife, but I have seen her grave as she is buried in Coshaloateli in a small plot with a white picket fence. His present wife was once my neighbor.

I will share just a bit of one of his stories...

By then I was getting my own reputation as a storyteller. I remember telling them of man walking on the moon. We happened to be outside and there was a beautiful full moon. The tropical moon is huge and seems to hang above the jungle.

"Right now", I told a group of guys with me, "right now, some of my fathers people are up there walking around on the moon. They are up there. It took them three days of travel to get there. One guy is flying around the moon to be able to get them back home. The other two are up there,walking around, right now." I said.

Everyone looked up in awe! I listened as they all clicked their tongues in amazement at what a feat this was.

"Yes," I told them, "they are up there right now walking around on the face of the moon."

One old guy looked up, and then looked back at me. I could tell he was having a problem.

"What is it? Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked him.

"You have told some big stories before, " he said, "but this is the worst you have ever told! I can see, you can see, everyone can see that the moon is not big enough for two men to even stand on let alone walk around on!"

My explanation of distance fell on deaf ears. Finally I gave up.

'Growing up Yanomamo' is available for purchase HERE!

Have you ever held a sloth?

Josh, Kylee the sloth, a much younger Jungle Mom, and Jewel
Coshaloateli , a Yanomami village on the Padamo River,
Estado Amazonas, Venezuela

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Sunday Funny

Chronological Bible Storytelling

Pre - Evangelism

How do you share God's plan for humanity with a culture who has no prior knowledge of Biblical truths? People who do not know the name of 'Jesus' can not call upon His name for forgiveness without an understanding of who He is or why they have a need of forgiveness.

Interestingly enough, most all cultures are aware of their spiritual need for some kind of an atonement for their wrong doings. This is often seen by developing a form of 'appeasement' worship of demons and spirits.

Man was created with an inborn need for purpose and understanding of how to achieve it. The missionary working among a tribal people must be very careful in how he presents the gospel message to these groups.

In the past, we see that many early 'Christians' made the mistake of simply requiring a people to
be baptized and change their behavior, even sometimes forcefully requiring this as is the case of the early Catholic mission work among South American Indians. What this produces is a change in culture but not a true relationship with God. These cultures often appear to adopt the outward appearance and behavior of Christianity while simultaneously continuing with their pagan practices.

The way to avoid this is to teach the Bible chronologically to the people. Just as God revealed Himself to humanity. We walk them backwards, into the future!

We begin with the creation account of Genesis, work our way through the Old Testament which teaches of the need for an atonement, on to the birth of Christ as the Messiah, to His death which provides our needed atonement sacrifice! On to the resurrection proving His Godhead.

A very interesting site where you can see the process of this chronological Bible story telling is HERE! This site provides free lesson plans for adults and also a curriculum for children including coloring pages and video links. It would be great for home schoolers and anyone teaching children. It is also available in several languages, including Spanish.

The modern day Christian worker must also realize that right here in our own country, we can not assume the average person has a clear understanding of the Bible and a Christian world view. With the immigration of so many foreigners to our land, we have the opportunity to present God to them here, but do not assume they have any background understanding of the gospel. This material would be well used in a small Bible study.

On the mission field we call this 'pre-evangelism'. We must introduce them to Christ. It is exhilarating to see a person or group of people as they see this wonderful story of God's love unfold to them for the first time! They then have a personal relationship with Christ and not just a head knowledge.

And that makes an eternal difference!

Disclaimer: I may not agree with everything presented at this site, but it has much to offer and is free.So use your own discretion and check it out for yourself!

Friday, February 22, 2008

Venezuelan Plane Crash

Venezuelan plane crashes, 46 aboard
Fri, 22 Feb 2008 08:22:03
Relatives of passengers on board are impatiently waiting for news about loved ones
A Venezuelan commercial airliner with 46 people on board has crashed after it took off from Merida en route to Caracas airport.

The twin-engine plane failed to contact traffic controllers as expected after the takeoff on Thursday, CNN's Spanish television news channel said as carried by Reuters.

The Globovision television said all passengers on board are missing.

The exact scene of crash has been specified by the local media as the state of Merida. Merida is 680 km (422 miles) southwest of Caracas.

The plane took off from Merida airport before dusk but soon after lost contact with air traffic controllers, airport officials said.

Local officials said they believed it crashed after residents reported hearing a thunderous crash in the mountains.

Search teams were dispatched to the Venezuelan Andes near the city of Merida, from where the plane departed.

The flight was reported missing 30 minutes after takeoff

Update! No Survivors!
Source Here!

The day the Moon crashed into the Sun

Last nights lunar eclipse reminded me of a solar eclipse we experienced while in the jungle.

One day, the sky became darker and darker. Actually a slight greenish tint appeared on everything. I had the children look up eclipses in the World Book Encyclopedia and we realized we were witnessing a solar eclipse.

We got out my husbands welding mask and some x rays to look through, and all went outside to watch the eclipse.

As the sky darkened and the shape of the moon became visible in front of the sun we found ourselves joined by most of the village. They were all very nervous about what was happening and seemed surprised that we were not! Not even our children.

In my very limited Ye'kwana, I tried to explain what was happening and why we did not need to fear it. The old chief, Bertico, arrived very flustered! We put the mask on him and he yelled out,

"Why is the moon crashing into the sun?!?!?!"

Thursday, February 21, 2008

Midnight Madness

Here I am. I am blogging at 12:30 A.M.!

I am unable to sleep and decided to look over my site meter. Recently, The Local Malcontent posted how that he has visitors to his site who are using the search words,"How to caulk a tub".

I have noticed a trend here at my blog, I get a lot of visitors from Google. The most common search phrase that sends people here to The Jungle Hut is:

"How to sit in a hammock"

Yes! Really. Then there is another frequent sought after bit of info:

"How to build an outhouse"

and yet another:

"How to make a blow gun"

It is intriguing to see who comes by and how many pages they end up viewing while searching out this interesting information. Maybe I should write a "How to.." book?

Of course, I get a lot of others that I fully understand. People searching info an Amazonian Indians, the rain forest, Cessna, Jungle Huts, and Hugo Chavez, etc. Although it seems there is a resort in India called The jungle Hut. A lot of people just Google,"Jungle Mom" but there is another ex-pat woman out there, who has a book by that name.

The one search phrase which has been used quite a bit and keeps me laughing is,"Jungle Babes"!!! They usually only stay around for one page and one second!!!

Here are some of the search phrases used today:

Montreal the jungle
jungle hut beads rolled with magazines
moving to Paraguay
cartoon jungle sounds
el poder de las amigas
how to cook turkey necks
Paraguayan fruit juice
4 feet spiders in Amazon jungle

And my personal favorite!

demon possessed squirrel

Wednesday, February 20, 2008


Last week my daughters were in the living room and the TV was on a news channel. The reporter was covering the recent violence in Kenya. As I walked through the room, I overheard my daughter Jewel saying to her sister,
" You know you are an MK ( missionary kid) when seeing coverage of a riot makes you homesick!"

Daughter Jackie, in Paraguay, added in the comments:
Jackie said...

Oh yeah...a month ago the Embassy issued warnings for a possible riot in Asuncion.
I. Was. Excited!! I did my groceries, and planned on hunkering down at home for a cozy week. LOL. Only MK's associate riots with "coziness." But, nothing happened. Oh well.

Monday, February 18, 2008

Jungle Mom for President

Since I have recently received so many endorsements, I have decided to not only run for president but to create a new political party! I figure I may be able to get as many delegates as Ron Paul!

I will call my party 'Mom Knows Best'.

While contemplating what will be the platform of my party, I have relied upon all the decisions and skills any mother uses in a given day. The goal is to protect the family, provide for the family needs, save some money, and raise some independent kids!

So, here it is! The 2008 'Mom Knows Best" political party platform!

Protect the Family
As a parent I take my job of protecting my children very serious. Don't you? I mean, come on, if I even suspect that someone or something is going to be a danger to my children, I get out there and take care of the situation first! I don't wait to see if it will cause harm to the kids, I don't ask my neighbors permission, I do not take a poll, and I certainly don't fret about whether or not it is politically correct. Nope! I just do what has to be done!

In Venezuela I learned that in order to protect my family, I needed a BIG, TALL Wall! All around my property. I also needed weapons, bigger than the malandros! (Thugs) The walls were not to keep out my friends. Anyone invited was welcomed! The wall was to keep out undesirables and the uninvited . Basically, anyone who might do us harm.

SO... America needs walls! And guns!!! Simple!

Provide for the Family

We as parents do our very best to meet the needs of our children and even provide for their wants. We work hard, save and spend wisely to do this. It would be immoral for us to incur debts with the intention of leaving it for our children to deal with after our deaths. We may give to charity and the community, but only after first meeting the needs at home. We certainly can not give to others if we have needs at home.

Also, we raise our children so that they will eventually take care of their own needs. We do not provide for them indefinitely. When they are mature, they are able to work for their own dreams and goals. We may choose to help them at times, but they must be capable to live on their own. After all, I am going to die one day!

And, by the way, If I have a need in my home, I do not go and purchase it from my enemies just because it's cheap! Especially if I already can provide what I need. I mean, would you go buy gas from a local gang member if you had a few barrels stored in your garage!?!?! Open up our own oil fields NOW!!! Start building nuclear power plants NOW!!! Stop buying form the jihadist NOW!!! Stop buying from Chavez NOW!!!

So...America needs to meet the needs of its citizens first. Jobs at home, first. Provide for our military, first. Then give generously to those who need help.

At home, when the checkbook says '0', it means, '0'! I can not spend anymore! I need to tighten the belt, cut spending, do without some things, whatever it takes to get by, but,'0' is '0'! No matter how much I would like, the local grocer will not give me food without money. I can't go and make photocopies of money either! I can not write a check without funds! Imagine!

So...congress needs to understand this! You can not spend what you do not have! You do not accumulate debt and leave it for the next generation! Cut costs, limit spending, do whatever it takes to balance the budget. Start by allowing the citizen to keep more of his own money. If the citizen can meet his own needs, he will be more generous towards others. He may even 'hire' a few of them to work for him with the extra money. And do not print money with out funds!

Oh and... get rid of welfare! Teach the citizen to meet his own needs. Do not reward bad behavior. In the case of the truly needy, people will feel much more generous than they do now if they are allowed to keep more of their own hard earned dollars. As it stands, we see many people living on the dole who could work. We work! So should they. Simple really, no more subsidized couch potatoes!

Create Independence

As soon as able, each child should be allowed to contribute to the care and keeping of the family. This creates a spirit of collaboration, the feeling of worth, and a good work ethic for the future.

So... in our communities we need to allow the citizen to use his skills in providing for the needs of the community. Government needs to get out of the way of the innovative, entrepreneurial spirit. This will create jobs locally. These people will feel free to take risks, compete and create! Especially if they will get to keep their money!

Our children need to feel the stability of the home, the security of family in order to give the same to the community. Children reared in such an environment will be qualified and eager to compete globally. They will dare to be the best! They will keep our economy strong. They will invent and create new technology. However, if we provide everything except an education, then they will stay home and play on their xbox! Just like our teens at home. No schoolwork, no xbox! Thats what mom says anyway...

Moms make sure kids are safe, secure, and comfortable. Then we do the best with what we have. So should America. Prepare our children by allowing for parental choice in education. Allow for less taxing so that the family has more funds to invest in their own future. And by the way, Obama, I think young adults can work their own way through college! I think it would be good for them to have to do that! They might appreciate it more then! I mean, we already provide free High School education and look at how much they appreciate that!

Protect the Marriage

Nature itself shows us that marriage can only function between a male and a female. I have often wondered why people who believe in evolution and survival of the fittest don't see this as an endorsement for traditional marriage! Good grief! What are we doing? Trying to make ourselves extinct!

Protecting Life

Each life is valuable and should be protected. Period. The only life that can be forfeited is in the case of a danger to society. The murderer forfeits his own life, we do not 'take' his life. No, it is the criminal who 'forfeits' his own life. This is also true in war. The state has the duty to protect the citizen. Should an enemy chose to forfeit his life by fighting in a war...well, it's his choice. HA! I guess I am pro-choice after all!!!

And , uh, speaking of war... whenever possible, I as a mom, usually allow my kids to handle their own disagreements. If I see a child in danger from another person, then ,yes, I will intervene. When adults choose to disagree, I do not get involved, unless it is a clear and present danger to me, my family, or our belongings. Governments call this 'interests'. We do not need to be the world's police man, but we have every right to protect our interests.

Religious Freedom for All

Even politicians. Yes, they should be allowed to have faith too. I find it odd that all the ruckus was raised at Christmas about Huckabee's add that had a bookshelf which vaguely resembled a cross in the background. Duh? We are a Christian nation. Duh? He is a Christian! But the odd part is that each of the Democrat's candidates openly give speeches in churches and no one says a word.
But, yeah, everyone has the right to believe as they wish unless or until, their beliefs effect the liberty or well being of another.

History teaches us that this nation was founded on Judeo-Christian beliefs. That is part of what has made us the great nation we are today. The moment we turn our backs on those principles we become just another country. Like those of Europe. But without the USA there to save us from ourselves!

So, there it is ! The 'Mom Knows Best" platform!

Thank you!!! Thank you!!!

Tuna, Tuna, Tuna !

Often times in the jungle the only fresh meat is whatever is hunted. In the mean time, one eats a lot of canned foods and beans. The following is a poem written by Linda Myers. She was a missionary wife who worked in the jungles of Venezuela.

I would have written this poem myself, but, she thought of it first!!!

Tuna and fluffy rice is nice, and tuna and macaroni.
Tuna creamed, tuna sandwiched -and tuna and rice again.
Complaining is a sin,
I know Dear Lord - but don't tell me it's tuna and rice again!

The people went hunting today
...maybe they got a lot
...maybe they'll pass my way-
but if not-
it'll be tuna and rice again.

Oh good, here they come with a nice piece of meat
I'm glad they've brought us some,
Yum! We'll have wild pig to eat.

"Please just lay it in the sink while I pay the man"
Yes, I know it stinks,
but I'll clean it up the best I can.

There the meat lay with hide, hoof and hair.
I'll trim and pick
and pick and trim.
Guess some of 'it' will have to stay.
No one will know 'it's' there anyway!

Brown it good, and bake it long.
It shouldn't turn out tough.
Oh, why did I complain?
I'm not having it so rough.

The meat is gone-
Platter licked clean-
That surely didn't last long!

Well, guess it's back to the same song
... Tuna and rice again!

How to cook a wild boar

Marinate in this mixture over night :

2 cups fresh orange juice
2 tsp salt
1 tsp black pepper
2 tsp dry hot chili pepper
1\2 tsp garlic powder
Mix well
After marinating, splash with worcestershire and slow cook over a
wood fire or wood chips.

Buen Provecho!

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Thursday, February 14, 2008


Sitting in a dugout,
Gliding down a river,
Looking upwards to the blue sky,
White, wispy clouds breezing by,
Tall jungle trees,
Pointing high!

Close my eyes,
Feel the tropical sun upon my skin,
Humidity in the air, cool water against my hand,
Dangling fingers swim in the green, brown river,
A soft mist sprays upon my brow,
Cooling water!

The jungle permeates,
Earthy, damp and musty,
A thousand years old!
The smell of a storm coming this way,
Sweet, sour, a bit of decay,
Jungle smells!

Listen! Listen!
What do you hear?
The cry of a majestic macaw,
The wind moves the leaves of the palms,
The water gurgles as it ripples,
Quiet sounds!

The sights of home,
The feel of home,
Familiar smells,
The sounds that call me home,
I hear the beckoning and I long to return,
Winding river, take me home!

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

How to Make Rain

I am not as qualified on this as my children are. My children were making rain long before I was even aware that it was possible to make rain. Silly me, I thought rain was only caused by the climate and certain events out of the control of mere humans. Later, I would find out that even young children can cause a storm!! Yes,and can also stop a storm!

My four children grew up on the banks of the Chajura River in the southern most part of the state of Bolivar in Venezuela. Right in the middle of the Amazon jungle. We say they grew up 'on the banks' of the river, but really, they 'grew up IN the river'.

We used the river for our water supply, it was our bath tub, our laundry, our kitchen sink! Each child would carry buckets of water up to the house several times a day. Even the youngest was given her own small bucket as soon as she was walking. It was a small plastic bucket which originally had chocolate milk powder in it. A Taco bucket. She was very proud of her own bucket!

All of my children swam like fish. Under water, against the current, climbing up slippery muddy banks. Slithering over wet mossy rocks. Climbing trees in search of vines to use to swing out over the river and jump from. This was all fine by me, but, in truth, I never learned to do much more than a glorified doggy paddle. My children felt so sorry for me! Luckily, their father was just as adept in the water as they were. This worked out well for me as I spent many an afternoon in peace as the children entertained themselves in the river.

After a few years living in the jungle, an old lady came up to the house very irate! We had a severe storm the night before and had seen the river rise overnight to the highest level anyone alive had ever witnessed. So high, in fact, that a few of the houses closest to the river had actually flooded. This 'nosamo', old grandmother, had awoken in the night to find the water up to the level of her hammock!!! And it was my children's fault!

She came to warn me of the dire events which my children were causing! My sweet innocent, fun loving children were changing the weather patterns. They were causing it to rain! I had mistakenly assumed the Rain Forest was so named due to the inevitable fact that it rained several months out of the year. But it seems, my children were causing it to rain more often and much harder than normal.

I needed to make them stop! I was taken aback, how could I stop my children from making rain????

The old grand mother, having given me the warning, turned and left me standing in awe of the power and talent of my children! My children could make rain! I did not know how they managed to do this, but, did they?

A few hours later, four wet, tired children made their way up from the river path, each with a bucket of water, which they emptied into the water barrel beside the house. I asked them,

"Do you know that you made it rain and flood last night?"

They looked sheepishly from one another, and I knew that they DID know how to make rain! And they had done it on purpose!

"So... you know that you are making rain?"

Four small heads nodded in agreement. How could I admit to them that they were so much more advanced than I. They not only knew they had made rain, they knew I did not know beans about it!

I warned them!

"Nosamo came by and said I have to make you all stop causing the rain! She was flooded out of her house last night!"

Four faces looked at me in complete belief.

"Well, what do you have to say for yourselves? You have to stop this rain making business, it bothers the people!"

Four innocent pairs of eyes, looking up at me... aw, shucks! Forget my pride!

" exactly do you make rain?"

Four mouths opened excitedly to share the details! It seems all you have to do to cause rain is to horseplay on the river too much at the wrong places! If you play around too much, the river goddess gets angry! She will talk to the other spirits and will cause a lot of rain!

My children knew this from talking with the other children. But, the favorite rock to climb upon, the best place to play King of the Mountain, was in the wrong place in the river. My children had decided to play anyway. They wanted the indians to know that they were not afraid of any old river goddess!

They had been warned, but had chosen to continue...thus causing rain. Then they had decided that making rain was fun! It was exhilarating to make rain and have everyone know YOU had caused it!

"Besides," they said, "We can always make the rain stop!"

Once again feeling the fool, I had to ask,

"How do you stop the rain?"

Four smug smirks!

"By cutting the rain with a machete, of course!"

My son grabbed up the ever handy machete and began to slice through the air in a sideways motion. It seems that is how one makes the rain to stop. I had observed the Ye'kwanas doing this so often and had never realized what they were doing! I just thought it was a habit or something to do when bored. Swing a machete to pass the time while riding in a canoe, or working in the garden. I never knew it was to stop the rain.

But my children knew!

To this day, if it is raining hard, I find myself tempted to 'cut the rain'.

This is what happens when you spend too much time in another culture.

A Ye'kwana man cutting the rain to make it stop
in order to continue the soccer match!

Saturday, February 09, 2008

Have a laugh on Us

My oldest daughter wrote this very sad, but true, account of our family. I wish I could deny it all. I can not. I wish my children were a bit more respectful of our family secrets, but, they are not!
I wish... well, read for yourself!

Talent Shows- Jungle Style
Missionary familes have a lot of talent. If you've ever been at a missions conference before you know what I'm talking about. Mr. Missionary stands up and introduces his large family. They are imaculatly dressed and perfectly behaved. Mr. Missionary calls Mrs. Missionary and all the Little Missionaries up to the platform where they sing a song. Oh, but they dont just sing a song because every single one of their children (all eleven of them) can play a different instrument, and play it well. They sing with harmony, and then, after the song, because it wasn't cute enough, the Youngest Missionary (about six months old or so) recites Psalm 23.

Most missionary families are like that, great voices, and amazing music abilities. Then there was the Vernoy family. We all have decent voices....sometimes. Depends on what mood we're in I guess. As for playing instruments? Dream on. We were too busy reading books to learn an instrument, plus we lived in the Amazon and there's a shortage of piano teachers out there. Not to mention pianos. So, in many missions conferences we sat and watched yet another amazingly talented Super Missionary family sing lovely songs in multiple languages. Then it was our turn to do something.

But what? It's not that we didn't have talent! Oh, we have talent. We even held talent shows in the jungle...the Indians loved them! They were usually held on weekends, when our house was especially full. They would start crowding in, thumbing through our old National Geographic magazines, and then some brave soul would ask my sister, Jewel, if she could do a one handed cartwheel. Always eager to please, Jewel begin to tumble about the living room which would bring on a chorus of "ooh's" and "aahs." Not to be outdone, Jayde would impersonate Patsy Cline, Elvis Presley, or do the split on the cement floor. The split was always a great big hit. Indians are strong, and muscular, but not flexible AT ALL. Flexibilty is something everyone in my family is blessed with, and the Indians were always impressed. I would sit with my legs crossed "indian style" and then walk on my knees, or lay flat on the floor, face down, with my legs behind my head. This made quite an impression.

The talent show was only getting started! When my mom's turn came she would raise one eyebrow, or while standing with one foot pointed forward, twist the other foot completly back. I share that talent as well, but would let her preform it since I already had so many others. :-)
Joshua always added a colorful piece to the show with his accurate impersonation of the village witch doctor, which always brought lots of laughs. My Dad was the biggest hit when he would stand in a doorway, his back towards the barefoot audience, and hug himself with his arms. They thought that was hilarious! We would continue with our antics, my hog calls, Jewel shimming up the center pole of the house, Jayde throwing her legs over her arms and walking on her hands (it's really hard to explain,you have to see it)

Yes, our talent shows were very cool. The coolest thing going on in that village anyway. As "cool" as we thought we were, we just didn't think churches would appreciate our kind of talent during their conferences. I can picture it now. The pastor gets behind the pulpit, "Why, thank you Super Missionary Family for that lovely rendition of Amazing Grace in five languages,with twelve different instruments. Truly a blessing. And now, our next family, the Vernoys, will be doing their hog calls, and their youngest will finish off by swinging from the rafters while singing 'Crazy' in her Patsy Cline voice."

Hmm...doesn't seem very likely. What usually happened was my dad would stand up, introduce and say, "We just dont' sing...but we have some stories we could tell you!" Or, as one missionary friend put it, "I would sing a special for you, but it would probably be more special if I didn't!"

Wednesday, February 06, 2008

Before Wii... we had Uroplatus

In the jungle, without electricity, one must be very creative in ways to entertain their children after dark. On the equator, darkness comes on quickly! Around 6:30 p.m. without fail, year round, in a matter of 10 - 15 minutes, you will go from daylight to darkness.
However, children are rarely ready for sleep yet!

One of the things we all enjoyed was an interactive game we invented. We played this game at night. All one needed was;
Blow gun and darts
Roof lizards !

The game plan was this,

Sit in the dark until your hear the 'singing' of the lizards in the palm roof over head.
Shine bright powered flashlight in the direction of the 'singing'.
The other person has blow gun and dart ready at mouth, to fire dart towards the lizard, hoping to strike it down.
Jump and scream in glee with each one shot!

Animal lovers, sorry, but these critters are a problem living in the palm roof, leaving droppings, and 'singing' lizards are just plain freaky anyway and should be eliminated from the face of the earth!

I Miss Reagan!!! Don't You????

Today would have been the 97 th birthday of Ronald Reagan!

Tuesday, February 05, 2008


Birthday Surprise Party CUMPLEAÑOS DE UN VENEZOLANO? Venezuela
- Casi ninguno de los invitados trajoBirthday Gifts regalo pero si a toda su familia Family Portrait ,incluyendo al vecino Goth 2 .
- La torta dice: Happy Birthday
Birthday Cheo... en lugar del nombre verdadero del niño.
- Es una fiesta de niños
Birthday Babies pero hay más adultos Party Smileys que niños.
- La fiesta es en Burger King o
Burger 2 Mc Donald pero trajeron su propia Pasta comida, torta Cake y música Mix        Master .
- El nene
Crawling Baby está cumpliendo su primer añito y el menú es arroz conChicken pollo,ensalada Salad rusa.
- La fiesta
Birthday Balloons se terminaba a las 5:00 p.m. y son las Moon Owl 2 10:00 p.m. y ahora es que se está empezando a poner bueno de verdad.
- Las mujeres
Gossip están chismeando en una esquina, los hombres en otra jugando dominó Poker , y los niños Seesaw jugando y destruyendo todo lo que
encuentran a su alrededor.
- Los invitados
Birthday Wishes comienzan a llegar y los dueños de la casa se
desaparecen para bañarse
y vestirse y todo el mundo buscándolos.
- La fiesta es el sábado y te invitan el día antes
Chatty 2 por la noche, y para colmo te dicen :'No me vayas a fallar, OK...'- Siempre parece que hay más familia Family 4 que amigos Friends en la fiesta.
- Haces la fiesta en la casa de tu tía, a la que no ves hace años,
porque se acaba de comprar un apartamento o una casa con piscina.
In The Pool
- Entre las cosas para picar siempre hay jamón
Ham , quesoCheese , tequeños, pastelitos, bolitas de carne y maníPeanuts .
- Siempre se acaba el hielo
New Year a la mitad de la fiesta y hay que mandar a comprar más. - A la hora de romper la piñata siempre hay que advertirle a los papas que no se metan porque van a lastimar a los demás niños, porque se vuelven locos Crazy por ser los que más Cube jugueticos y dulces Candey agarran.
- Para nada porque igual se meten.
- La torta la hizo la amiga de la comadre de tu tía que hace unas tortas divínas.
- A la hora de prender la velaBirthday nunca aparecen los Matches fósforos y elLighter encendedor que hay no sirve. Y la vela es un taquito del candelabro Candle viejo del cuarto de los santosWood Cross .
- Alguién siempre llama Chatty que no va a poder ir y que por favor le guarden torta.
- Nunca falta la tía, vecina o prima viva y calculadora que pica la torta en pedazos chiquitos para que le quede un pedazo grande al cumpleañero...pero porque? si la torta es para repartirla!!!!
- Cuando pican la torta Pie lo primero que ! hacen es buscar platos y papel de aluminio para llevarle un pedazo a mami, a tío, la abuela, a Tita y al Chamo.
- Después que todos se comieron la torta se dan cuenta que el helado Milk Shake ,la gelatinaPeppermint Candy y el quesillo se quedaron en el freezer.
- El cumpleaños es de Cheo pero ya que su primito Luisito cumpleaños en una semana le cantan el 'Cumpleaños Feliz' Birthday Song con 'Hay que noche tan preciosa' a los dos.
- Y para finalizar los hombres que estaban jugandoPoker dominó, como a eso de las 11 de la noche preguntan ¿Donde conseguimos a ésta hora una gallina Chicken pa´l
sancocho?....O una carnita Steak para parrilla?
Así celebran un verdadero cumpleaños..
Airplane Wishes 1 Venezuela VENEZOLANO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!High Five