Wednesday, July 25, 2007

West Africa V 8 Sep 2006 - Sponsored Child Visit

From: Dan Trumble
Sent: Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Subject: West Africa V 8 Sep 2006 - Sponsored Child Visit

Hello from Ghana! Today is our last day in West Africa on this trip. We have a 10:30 pm British Air flight tonight and will arrive back home on Wednesday evening if all goes well.

While I was in Iowa on vacation last month we realized that our nephew Matt Boender (Beth’s brother Bill’s eldest son) sponsors a child in Burkina Faso. Last Friday, August 8, we had the opportunity to visit Nikiema Abdoul Kader. Kader’s 8th birthday was Sunday, Sept 10. Kader is from a Muslim family and lives with his mother and siblings in a compound that houses 18 people. Kader’s father has passed away but he had two wives, Kader’s mother and another wife. Even though the father has died the two wives and their families continue to live together. Kader’s mother makes a paste from peanuts (peanut butter or something similar, I guess) and sells that in the market.

The church facility where Kader’s project meets


The project staff of BF-500


Pictures of Children in the Project


In the little compound where all 18 people live, there are six rooms (3 on one side and 3 on the other) where people sleep. Kader, his Mom and two siblings sleep in the room at the end (the one with an open door and a child in yellow looking in).

Kader & Dan

Kader looking at the gifts sent from Iowa while sitting in his “bedroom”
Praying for Kader
Luc (Compassion’s Sponsor/Donor Ministry Supervisor in Burkina Faso), Kader’s Mom and two brothers, Kader, Dan, and the project worker
I had taken a picture of Kader with his Mom and brothers and apparently hadn’t given proper respect to the first wife. Here is Kader with the “other” wife and some of her family.

West Africa IV 7 Sep 2006 - Project Visits

From: Dan Trumble
Sent: Sunday, September 10, 2006
Subject: The Trumble Travels - West Africa IV 7 Sep 2006 - Project Visits

Hello again. I sure don’t deal with the heat very well. This isn’t really all that hot of a time of year here in Burkina Faso but it’s plenty warm for me.

On Thursday we had the opportunity to go to the community of Koudougou and visit 2 projects. The first one we visited was project BF-107. It is a ministry of a large Assemblies of God Church (3000 or so in the congregation). Compassion’s partnership with this church formally began less than one year ago.

The infrastructure in Burkina Faso is pretty tough. Lots of dirt roads and generally very limited facilities. While we were at the project I identified a child whose family had received a gift from the sponsor family a while back. The poor kid was maybe 6 years old or so and probably a bit overwhelmed to be talking to this fat, white guy who doesn’t even speak the language. If I understood correctly he may have been sleeping because he was not feeling well so that’s too bad. Anyway, what the family bought with the gift was a big drum on wheels (like a 55 gallon drum or something similar). This allows them to carry water around to sell it.

The other partner we visited was project BF-107 at a Baptist Church. The compound that the church is in is quite large and includes the old facilities for a Bible School including some dormitories. However, the Bible School has moved to a different city and thus is not using the facilities anymore so there’s a bunch of unused facilities on the property.

Project BF-254
Someone needs to have a chat with this young lady in the hat and inform her of the dangers of heat stroke.
Compassion Mission Statement in French

Project BF-107

The kitchen. The baby is about 1 month old.
Restroom facilities
The boy’s restroom

Kids
Eggs & live chickens for sale alongside the road

West Africa III 7 Sep 2006 - French Keyboards

From: Dan Trumble
Sent: Friday, September 08, 2006
Subject: The Trumble Travels - West Africa III 7 Sep 2006

When I was in 9th grade I took a typing class and that skill has proved very useful over the years. Little did I know that the keyboard I learned to use was an English keyboard. While I was in Ecuador last year I wrote the following:

P.S. Have you ever used a Spanish keyboard? Several things are out of place making it a trick to type correctly.


The ) is where the ( should be
The = is where the ) should be
ñ is where the semi-colon ought to be
' is where the - should be
_ is where the ? should be
The at sign that you use in email messages is apparently attached to the number 2 like it is supposed to be but don´t ask me how you access it from there. If you hit shift-2 you get this "
There is also these symbols:
Ç ¿ ª


That turns out to be not such a big deal compared to a French keyboard. Burkina Faso was formerly part of the French colonial system and still has ties to France (in fact, besides CNN, all of the television stations available in our hotel are in French). If Spanish and French keyboards are this much different from what I consider a "normal" keyboard, what do Russian or Greek keyboards look like? Yikes.

Here are a couple of examples of some of the issues you can face. Here are the lyrics of a Johnny Cash classic when typed on a French keyboard using the keys that I am accustomed to using.

French Keyboard
I heqr the trqin q co,inù
itùs rolling round the bend
qnd I qinùt seen the sunchine since I donùt knoz zhen;
Iù, stuck in Folso, prison; qnd ti,e keeps drqgginù on
but thqt trqin keeps q rollinù on dozn to Sqn Qnton::
Zhen I zqs just q bqby ,y ,q,q told ,e: Son;
qlzqys be q good boy; donùt ever plqy zith guns:
But I shot q ,qn in Reno just to zqtch hi, die
noz every ti,e I heqr thqt zhistle I hqng ,y heqd qnd cry::

I bet thereùs rich folks eqting in q fqncy dining cqr
theyùre probqbly drinkinù coffee qnd s,oking big cigqrs:
Zell I knoz I hqd it co,ing; I knoz I cqnùt be free
but those people keep q ,ovinù
qnd thqtùs zhqt tortures ,e:::

Zell if theyùd free ,e fro, this prison;
if thqt rqilroqd trqin zqs ,ine
I bet Iùd ,ove just q little further dozn the line
fqr fro, Folso, prison; thqtùs zhere I zqnt to stqy
qnd I let thqt loneso,e zhistle bloz ,y blues qzqy:::::
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Correct Version
I hear the train a comin'
it's rolling round the bend
and I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when,
I'm stuck in Folsom prison, and time keeps draggin' on
but that train keeps a rollin' on down to San Anton..
When I was just a baby my mama told me. Son,
always be a good boy, don't ever play with guns.
But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die
now every time I hear that whistle I hang my head and cry..

I bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car
they're probably drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars.
Well I know I had it coming, I know I can't be free
but those people keep a movin'
and that's what tortures me...

Well if they'd free me from this prison,
if that railroad train was mine
I bet I'd move just a little further down the line
far from Folsom prison, that's where I want to stay
and I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away.....

French Keyboard
Zhqt q zonderful bird the frog qre))
Zhen he sit; he stqnd ql,ost:
Zhen he hop; he fly ql,ost:
He qinùt got no sense hqrdly:
He qinùt got no tqil hqrdly either:
Zhen he sit; he sit on zhqt he qinùt got))ql,ost:
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Correct Version
What a wonderful bird the frog are--
When he sit, he stand almost.
When he hop, he fly almost.
He ain't got no sense hardly.He ain't got no tail hardly either.
When he sit, he sit on what he ain't got--almost.

This frog poem was one I memorized in 4th grade. We had it in a book at home that had a bunch of funny verse. One other that was in the book was by Shel Silverstein (I’m not sure I’ve got the spelling of his name quite right and at the moment I have no internet access). He is the same guy who wrote A Boy Named Sue, also made famous by the late, great, Johnny Cash.

Anyway, it went something like this:


The Slithergadee has crawled out of the sea
He may catch all the others but he won’t catch me.
No, you won’t catch me, old slithergadee
You may catch all the others but you wo—


Have a good day,
Dan

Saturday, July 21, 2007

West Africa II 4-6 Sep 2006

From: Dan Trumble
Sent: Friday, September 08, 2006
Subject: The Trumble Travels - West Africa II 4-6 Sep 2006


Greetings from Burkina Faso.

On Monday, 4 September, we spent our first day in the office on this trip. We joined the office for devotions and I had the opportunity to share with our Compassion colleagues. Each day of the workweek the staff meets for chapel, group devotions, or a prayer time. These folks can sure sing and pray…pretty neat.

Pizza was brought in for lunch and we joined the office staff. The pizza was good. The crust is very thin and at least some of the pizzas had a fried egg in the middle of the pizza…certainly not typical for pizza in Colorado but not really a bad idea. One lesson that is good to keep in mind if you ever happen to be eating a pizza from Burkina Faso that has black olives on it: Watch out for olives containing pits…you do not want to chomp down and break a tooth! (I did not break a tooth, by the way). I drank a Power Malt, a (non-alcoholic) drink imported from Denmark. It was not my favorite.

On Monday evening, we had the pleasure of gathering at Jonas’ (Compassion’s country director) home for a nice dinner that his wife had prepared.

On the evening of Wednesday, 6 September, Payton and I\nwalked to a restaurant that is near our hotel. Across the street a group\nof men gathered in an outdoor area where a large television screen showed France beat Italy 3-1 in a rematch of the World\nCup Championship game. We had pasta. It was nice. A fly\ndecided to take a swim in my drink. I fished it out with a knife, it\ndidn’t drink much so that was good.

There are lots of dirt roads, even within the city. Jonas’ house is on a dirt road and so is Compassion’s office.

On the evening of Wednesday, 6 September, Payton and I walked to a restaurant that is near our hotel. Across the street a group of men gathered in an outdoor area where a large television screen showed France beat Italy 3-1 in a rematch of the World Cup Championship game. We had pasta. It was nice. A fly decided to take a swim in my drink. I fished it out with a knife, it didn’t drink much so that was good.

Pizza with Egg

Power Malt

This is how we washed our hands at Jonas’ house
Jonas’ wife, the food, and Dan

In spite of the fan, it was a bit on the warm side for me

Outside of a restaurant we ate at on Tuesday. Payton is walking with Sabine, Burkina Faso’s auditor. The young lady dressed in black looking over her shoulder is Ida, Burkina Faso’s Finance Specialist.

A man begging alongside the road

The road on which Compassion’s office is located

Sabine, dressed in Nigerian garb, standing outside at Compassion’s office

A couple of ladies about to leave for home at the end of the workday.

West Africa I 3 Sep 2006

From: Dan Trumble
Sent: Sunday, September 03, 2006
Subject: The Trumble Travels - West Africa I 3 Sep 2006


3 Sep 2006

Howdy from Ghana! Payton Torrence (a colleague of mine from Compassion) and I are on our way to Burkina Faso (it’s north of Ghana in West Africa…you can look it up). We left Friday morning, 1 September, flew to Dallas, then to London Gatwick, we took a bus to Heathrow where we got to face the throngs of people and deal with the strict security they are running. They will only allow you to take one relatively small carry-on. I had to do some fiddling with my stuff to make it satisfactory to pass the size requirement. Payton and I both had three x-rays taken of our bodies while facing different directions. All of this was a pain but on the up side, we didn’t get blown up. We flew from Heathrow to Accra, Ghana, spent the night in a hotel, and then got up fairly early for our 8:15 flight to Ouagadougou, Burkina Faso with a stop in Abidjan, Ivory Coast, on the way. It is now after noon and we still haven’t left Ghana. We are sitting at The Landing Restaurant about to eat lunch on Air Ivoire’s dime. There was some mechanical problem or something and the plane hasn’t come in yet. We are now supposed to leave at 3:45 which is an hour and 45 minutes AFTER we were supposed to arrive at our final destination of Ouagadougou. Oh well.

The restaurant is pretty nice. We seem to be getting pop hits on the restaurant radio now (I’ve heard Michael Jackson, Elton John, and Phil Collins amongst others). These are probably mostly not current hits but songs from yesteryear. Earlier this morning they were playing mostly country music and that was kind of fun. At the hotel earlier this morning I heard Shania Twain and Brittany Spears on the radio. Who woulda’ thunk it? When the group first abandoned the gate Payton and I had already gone back into the airport for some coffee. We were allowed to follow later but we had misunderstood the name and thought we were looking for The London Restaurant.

Well. At a bit after 1:00 PM we were informed that the meals are being cancelled as the plane is apparently ahead of schedule. I had ordered the Landing Special Open Sandwich (cabbage, chicken, & egg) see picture below. We ended up sticking around at the restaurant until after 2:00 but our lunches remained cancelled. Payton asked for, and got, some bread. I’m not sure that all of the other delayed passenger’s meals were cancelled.

It is now about 2:50 PM and we are back in the airport but apparently the plane hasn’t even landed yet. It’s an adventure. There was a big white UN plane at the airport. Payton inquired and was told something about UN peacekeepers. Who knows?

And so…we ended up leaving at about 3:45 pm after all. So much for being ahead of schedule. It’s about 45 minutes to Abidjan in the Ivory Coast. The plane left for Ouagadougou at about 6:00 or 6:10 pm and it’s about an hour and 20 minute ride. So, as I write this I’m on the plane. It’s almost 7:00 and we should land in about half an hour. Hopefully whoever was to pick us up in Ouagadougou got the word that we were seriously delayed. I guess we’ll see.

It’s really not been all that bad but it might have been nice if we could have arrived at the hotel and had the afternoon to relax. Payton and I talked about country music stars we’d seen in concert. One time in Nashville he saw Marty Stuart coming out of a store. I shared about the time we saw Reba when my friend Chad was looking in her car in Nashville not knowing that it belonged to her. We also talked theology, parenting, and literature. I identified a Kenny Rogers song but he didn’t agree that it was Kenny Rogers. We didn’t write down any words or anything so the world may never know…sometimes I guess you gotta know when to hold ‘em and know when to fold ‘em. So, all in all, a right pleasant time.

We also had a bit of a discussion about who sang Black Magic Woman. I was thinking it was Santana but he didn’t agree. Then it kind of sounded like we had two different Black Magic Woman (Women?) songs in mind. We have been without internet connection so we are unable to solve these pressing issues just now. We both remember the movie Say Anything and he remembered that dad of the girl (Ione Skye) in the movie is none other than that very fine actor who played Frasier’s dad on Frasier (I added the “very fine actor” bit. Payton didn’t say it and I don’t necessarily believe it…although I guess the guy did fine and all in the role). John Cusack is also in that one.

We did arrive at about 8:00 pm, about 52-53 hours after leaving my house on Friday. Jonas, Compassion’s Burkina Faso Country Director, picked us up at the airport. I will have the opportunity to share devotions with the office in the morning. Jonas is going to be here to pick us up at 7:45 in the morning. Payton and I had a bit of supper and I spent some time on one of the hotel’s computers and now it is after 10:30 pm.

Sign at Gatwick airport…interesting how things are just phrased different even though we’re all speaking the same language (kind of).

The airport in Accra, Ghana

Payton & Dan waiting in The Landing Restaurant
Dan outside the restaurant


The plane finally arrived!

As you can see from this monitor from Abidjan, the flight to Ouagadougou was a bit behind schedule.

Airport sign in the airport in Abdijan.
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Chris, another Compassion colleague, attained Executive Platinum status on American Airlines last year and as part of that he gets several one-way international upgrades. He was kind enough to apply for upgrades for Payton and me and so we got to fly First Class to Dallas and Business Class to London. Thanks Chris!

Thursday, July 5, 2007

Asia Final

From: Dan Trumble
Sent: Monday, July 24, 2006
Subject: Trumble - Asia FINAL

Okay, this will be the final mass email like this for this trip. I go to West Africa (Burkina Faso and Ghana) in September and might try to provide some updates from there. Let me know if you prefer to not be included on these types of messages. Some folks enjoy them, some probably not so much.

A few interesting things:

No surprise here, but rice is a huge part of the diet. I was in Indonesia almost a full week and had rice at all but maybe 4 meals. Rice was usually an option at breakfast as well (and an option I often took advantage of).

In a previous message I had mentioned the blue busses that provide public transportation in the part of Indonesia where I was. Many of the busses have things on the windows saying one thing or another.

Here’s a sample:


In the Philippines Jeepneys are used for public transportation. What is a Jeepney? See this site for more information: http://www.film.queensu.ca/CJ3B/World/Philippines.html.

Here are some Jeepeny pictures:


Indonesia is the country with the world’s largest population of Muslims. The part of Indonesia I was in is not as predominantly Muslim as some other parts but because of the laws regulating what Muslims can eat and drink, it is important for sellers of food and drink to make sure that Muslims know whether the products meet the Muslim requirements or not (no pork, no alcohol, maybe other stuff that I don’t know). The word for food that is OK is “Halal”.

No pork in these drinks:
Can I interest you in some Fisherman’s Pizza?

A catch of shrimps, squid and tuna on a bed of Don Herico’s crab fat sauce, mozzarella cheese, mushrooms, red and green bell peppers and spring onions.

Finally, I had never been snorkeling before but there is some real good snorkeling near Manado, Indonesia (where our East Indonesia office is). I have now had myself a snork.

The bottom (note blue starfish)






Have a great day.

Thanks for letting me share,

Dan