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18th June 2015 1149am

Just finished pre sch with the kids, once again taught them some craft again, this time making elephant. Started the lesson with the letter g, trying to let them learn the letter g - then gajah. I'm not sure how is progress of the kids which is suppose to be, but they just couldn't write. Not sure at age of 5, is it too much of expectation to let them write big words like gajah? 

My heart really cries out to the Lord each time I see them not well, this little girl, Menika been coughing and having fever since last week yet nothing could be done, parent doesn't have the sense of urgency or worry, probably that's why people at villagers live longer coz they just have not much worry coz there's no facilities here for medical and everything is so inaccessible here...and they could only let nature take its place.

If we at developing cities found our kids to be not well, so much worries and concern there, and all is about money..if only all the young moms and dads would know how the people at village or even their parents or grandparent live...they should have to trust God more...each day as God prompt upon my heart His faithfulness, my heart just cried, He has made my heart so tender once again, Lord, let this be so permanent in my life that I would be so compassionate to the poor and needy, increase the wealth, let the wealth of unrighteous fall to the house of righteous, I claim every wealth and richness that belongs to me, restore to me what the locust have eaten! 

Last 2 days I was at Kg Katubu for SIB Sentral combined service. The message is for the leaders of church to be aware of their role as shepherds. These 2 days that I stayed with the villagers, I can really feel how cooperative they are, and my welfare is of utmost concern to them, they make sure I am well taken care of and I'm truly bless to be with them, just a big happy family. Just I felt abit out of place coz I don't really know any topic to talk with them...I'm really not very good in connecting w older ppl, but more of kids person. Once the troop from Sumambu reached, I was surround with kids and also some young moms and we could talk, probably they are more educated and can speak well BM, but over at my place their BM is not so fluent, so I was thinking at times do they get me right and vice versa. Generally, I'm not so sure of my acceptance as a part of them but I'm sure they respected me as their teacher.

This is how we usually have our meals, the rice wrapped with leaf is really nice, that's also how they preserve their rice as it can be kept for some days.

This is the amount of ppl who squeeze

Into one 4-wheel. I counted, total of 6 adults and 8 kids, plus one baby. 15 people in a 4-wheel car to go uphill. That's how the people travel, there are few who walked, which took about almost 4 hours to reach. Really salute their energy and tenacity. 

And that's me, first time collecting pucuk ubi from the roadside which grew in wilds. When I saw how they actually squeeze and pressed the leaves, haha, I praise God so far I'd never have any tummy ache :) 

This is how it is done.

Well, not sure how fast this can be sent, looking at many pics, I better start off another page, so it loads faster.