We got to exerience a bit of the cultural political system this week. As part of our outreach ministry we planned to show a film in a 'public' place, the side of someone's bar where there is enough room to set up some speakers and chairs. Of course this requires permission from the owner, but it also requires it from the 'chief' of the quarter. I'm not sure what entitles someone to become the chief, but in this case it is an inherited position passed down from his dead father. Any way somehow the project became mine, so Beth and I went along to meet him. Basically he's a prosperous man living in a nice house who received us, made small talk, then granted permission for us to show the film. Complete with a form with an official stamp of approval. Apparently we'll encounter more of this, particularly in Kribi where we'll bring gifts to the 'chief' when presenting the radio project. I wonder if that one will look like the chiefs of the movies, because this one didn't...
Since we're leaving in two days I decided to wash our sheets this morning, figuring the others would do theirs tomorrow and there's very little clothesline available. It rained most of the night, but since every other day it has cleared up in the morning I figured it would as well. It's 1 pm and still raining hard... Also, does anyone know where the pied piper resides these days? Somehow, in spite of the sanitary conditions, rats seem to be thriving here. Most of our nights in Kye-Ossi we heard them in the walls and ceilings, and there's been at least one who's joined us in our room here as well. I think they're eating the big roaches though, so we don't want to complain...
door to door visits |
film projection w/a full moon rise... |
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