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Sunday, November 8, 2015

Flora and Fauna

What really occurs during a President's Zone Conference.  Surprisingly this did not end badly. 

After Sacrament Meeting in Surabaya 1st Branch.  President Cendi, Siput, Sofie and Dom, Sujono, Yoga,  and others.  Many gather behind the Church typically after the 3 hours meeting block to eat food brought from home.  

Sister Nini's brother from SLC, Heri Sutanto, who now lives near Tooele Utah, is a Church translator, and is often the voice we hear during General Conference. Here with Alex and Nini. 

Sweet Indo children.  Here are adorable Kimbly, crazy man Axel with the hammer. and friend.  Kimbly and I have a game we play on Sundays.  She stands on the dust mop which I push around the floors after Church. We love it. I miss her. She is so sweet. 

Sister Williams in the Jakarta airport.

Amazing trees here in Indonesia.  I love the root structure on this tree.  Looks like a snakes nest. This one is at the Jakarta airport. 

Jackfruit tree down the street from our house. Jackfruit is delicious.  I've never seen it in the States.  They become very large!

Tree trimming, Indo-style.  There is no OSHA here.  One man climbs the tree bare-footed.  He cuts limbs with a hand saw, or in this case a curved blade which he uses to hack at the limbs, some of them very large.  I was standing by to offer medical aid.  Thankfully, none needed this time. Their technique leaves much to be desired.  Definitely not tree-surgeons.  More like an Internist trying to do open heart surgery. 


Jambu trees. These are prized. I don't much care for the taste of them.  Beautiful flowers. 


Mango on the other hand are delicious and cheap here. These trees grow by the hundreds here in our neighborhood.  I have to be careful with low-hanging fruit as I ride my bike. These heavy fruit could do some damage on impact with my nose. 



Mango tree again.  Notice the plastic bags. People place these bags around the fruit.  I have heard many reasons, so I don't know the truth, but variably to "stake their turf" (many locals invade the neighborhood from the surrounding villages to take fruit), protect from birds and bugs and bats, promote ripening, etc. 


I collected a big handful of these beautiful tree blooms and brought them home to Kathy in a vase.  The locals thought I was a crazy bule carrying all these flowers home on my bike.  Kathy liked them, until many ants started climbing out of the blooms.  The vase ended up on the porch.  It's the thought that counts, right?



Our personal favorite...frangipani/plumeria, or kamboja here. 





Sister Williams loves spending time walking in the kampungs visiting children.  She keeps a large supply of candy, "Choose the Right" stickers, rings, etc.  

She is amazing in her ability to outreach in love to these youngsters and their moms.  They feel this, and are drawn to her. Being a beautiful red-head helps, too. 


They are developing a new golf course in the hills above our current house in Malang.  I ride my bike through these developments.  I find it so peaceful and mentally and emotionally restoring to spend an hour each day doing this, listening to Scripture or music on my Ipod. Here you can see impressive Mt Arjuna and Mt Wilirung in the background. 

Sister Endang S in Surabaya.  We helped her get started in her roadside food service.  Things are quite slow for her, and she is discouraged. We spent an hour last week with her challenging her to keep her commitments, attend the Self Reliance course on 'Starting and Growing her own Business", and keep going forward in faith and confidence and prayer, paying her Tithing and doing her best to keep all other covenants and commitments she has made.  She has progressed so far over the past year.  



We were visiting a long-time member, Sister Sulianna, recently in Malang.  She was married to the former District President before he died last year, and she herself has been RS President.  She showed us some old photos, many of which are mildewed and will be lost.  Included were these gems, showing President Hinckley with Brother Subandriyo about 15 years ago.  Below is Elder Packer with Brother Kencana.  In the background is a photo of the President of Indonesia at the time, Gusdur, who became good friends with Elder Packer.  Javanese traditionally usually have a single name (genealogists here have much difficulty).  Elder Packer felt Brother Subandriyo should have 2 names, so he gave him the name "Joshua".  


While driving to a town a few miles south of Malang 2 week ago to visit an inactive Young Single Adult woman, I'im, we came across a local village parade celebrating the Moslem New Year. Western-style brass and drum band, and several groups of young women wearing home-made costumes, and wearing traditional style head coverings (jilbab)


I assume they are holding photos of famous religious leaders. 


These young woemn made dresses out of newspaper.  Remarkably elaborate and beautiful.  Most women here are very modest and stay covered.  


Future fish tacos.  Our fish pond in our home.  We got these little guys when they were small.  

A group of teenagers doing what teenagers do all over the world...hanging out (nongkrong) after school. We chatted briefly and gave them a chocolate bar to share.  

Sunset as we drive back to Malang from Surabaya. Looking at Arjuna and Wilirung.  The skies are smoky from all the fires in Indonesia right now.  Bad for lungs, but makes for beautiful sunsets. 

In her letter Sister Williams wrote of the man and his son who were collecting ant eggs from high in the tree tops recently using a bag on the end of a very long bamboo pole. A few days later I ran across the same man while on my back and asked to take a few pics. He agreed, smiling as I approached with my phone camera. Soon I realized the reason for his smiles.  The silly bule was soon slapping ants off  his legs. Oh well, made for a good picture.  BTW the eggs are used as bird food. 



Indonesia has adopted thousands of Western words they have adopted into their vernacular and Indonesian-ized.  Any ideas what "smooting" might be?  Remember, this is a Salon (another Western word they have stolen.)  Whatever it is, they are charging 100,000 rupiahs for it (about $7.40).  Answer below.  

Sister Sulianna, mentioned above.  She gave Sister Williams a beautiful pearl necklace (see photo), really a very nice piece of jewelry, especially for Indonesia.  We really felt a little guilty accepting this (she bestowed this on our first visit with her), but did accept her kind offering with much gratitude. 


We also met with Sister Sugiarti this week, a lovely woman who is also a very fine seamstress. She has not been to Church in a few years.  Both of these fine woman came to Church this week with us.  Here Sister Williams is trying on a beautiful Javanese blouse, typically worn over a batik shirt or dress.  

A little girl in English class Sister Williams has befriended. Amazing English skills already. 

Some scenes from a local traditioanl market we occasionally drive through....fish, vegetables, fruits, chicken, eggs, etc.  Really exotic smells.


Here are hundreds of live catfish sitting in about 3 inches of water.

 
The worst meal of our entire year thus far in Indonesia.  Do not ever order a chicken burger in the airport in Jakarta.  You will be sorely disappointed.  We ate the fries only.  I carried our plates up to the cashier and handed them back to her.  She was shocked.  

KID TIME

Our newest grandson, learning to swim. Congrats CasSam. 

I don't understand how they can trick or treat without their Grandpa, but looks like they tried.  My favorite Princesses, Lily and Kinsley.

Chris has his arms full.  Even Princesses and Spiderman get tired. 

Rhys looking for a way out of the corn maze. 

Ephraim

Ella being brave

Sweet Lily

(almost) Always happy James. Awesome fashion statement, Buddy! Can Sr missionaries dress like this too? 


Hope loves Halloween.  El Paso has never seen a cuter Princess Aurora.  Good job on the costume Cassan!

Stacy and Shelley, great friends. 

Hope loves necklaces almost as much as her Grandma. 


Hope and Cassan

Ephraim and Malinda and ?

Marc trying to keep up with Malia.  

Kinsley and her best friend

Ella, MummEli, and spooky Rhys

Monday, October 19, 2015

News from Malang


Beautiful sunset over the western mountains looking toward Batu on a quiet Sunday evening in our neighborhood. No noise, no traffic.  Hard to come by here in Indonesia, but much appreciated when you stumble upon it. 


Recent Zone Training Meeting in Surabaya. First zone meeting with our new Senior Missionaries, the Hansons. 


P-Day 3 weeks ago made me a fisher of fish, not a fisher of men.  Time to clean out the fish pond, which meant first emptying the water and catching the fish with the flimsiest of nets to place them in temporary buckets while the pond was cleaned and refilled.  We have had a slow attrition of fish, mostly the gurame and sucker fish.  The tilapia seem to be generally thriving, although we awoke to find our first casualty this morning.  Not sure why. 


A common site in our home lately...Indonesian men hunched over our toilets.  Currently the plumbing seems to be working, not leaking and not smelly.  Hold your breath ( or maybe breathe deeply while you can...).


Always a sucker for a game of futsal or badminton with the kids when wandering the gangs looking for members. A 10 year old girl beat me at badminton.   


Beautiful rural Indonesia.  Looking at Mt Arjuna just a few hundred meters from our home here while on my daily morning bike ride.  It's been hot and dry.  We're ready for rain.  Hopefully El Nino doesn't delay the rainy season too long here. Unfortunately El Nino years tend to make for dry monsoon seasons in SE Asia. 


This is our semi-monthly YSA group in Surabaya recently.  We were in Surabaya for 2-3 days to meet our new Sr Mission couple, and took the opportunity to hold a rather impromptu YSA meeting at the Church.  We discussed the Christly attribute of Charity, ate pizza, and played "Spoons" (ala Sister Hanson) with dinner plates, which was the only object we could find in the church. 




2 Sundays ago took me back to Surabaya (tell me again why we left?) for District business.  Sister Williams had training planned with the womens auxiliary presidencies in Malang, and so I took the public bus.  25,000 rupiahs each way, plus a little taxi fare and a few thousand Rp for an ojek (motorcycle taxi) ride home in the evening coming home. There were probably 30 vendors who entered the bus in the station selling food, trinkets, pens, flashlights, books, and even singing and playing a guitar, anything to make a buck, or a few thousand Rp.  



While in Surabaya I took the chance to attend the local Self-Reliance workgroup, facilitated by Bro Dean Mardilan, a very talented young RM who speaks English very well, is a structural engineer, and single.  We have approximately 18-20 people coming weekly to the 12 week course on "Starting and Growing My Business".  It is a remarkable class teaching Graduate level business principles based on 12 Gospel ideals. It is very interactive, with much personal sharing, goal-making, accountability, and home work.  I really enjoyed it, moreso as we have come to know and love each of these brothers and sisters as we have helped them become more reliant on the Lord and self-reliant on themselves. 




So while riding my bike a few days ago I came upon the first snake I have every found in the wild in Indonesia.  Small, maybe 18", and dead on the side of the road.  Not sure what it is.  Snakes creep me out. 



Cute little Indonesian boy, showing the white powder so commonly applied by their mothers when they are young.  Serves no function other than they think it makes them look fresh and cute.  White skin is idolized here. Many go to extreme lengths to avoid any sun exposure.  


And "Shining the Nature" is very popular here, whatever that means. 


Our driver in Malang, Ari, shows us how to start a BBQ, ala Indonesia.  Light your briquets over the gas stove indoors, then transfer the glowing briquets outside to your BBQ or hibachi.  No lighter fluid needed.  Of course the stove and kitchen is now a mess.


We had a District wide YSA activity at our house last week. YSA from Surabaya joined with a few youth from Malang for a day of lesson about Eternal Marriage (of course), shish kabobs and microwave chocolate cakes they all made themselves. We had a few non-members here also.













So last Friday evening we tried something new.  We invited some newly re-activating families we have found, along with some investigators and some established active member families to come to the movies with us.  We watched Goosebumps together.  They all really enjoyed it.  Even Ari our driver who said he did not like going to movies.  This was a nice theater with reclining Lazy-Boy-type seats. 50.000 per ticket which is way beyond what they would ever afford or spend, so it was a treat for us all.  We had planned on watching Pan, and I had called the theater the day before to confirm movie and times. When we all showed up of course both the movie and the time had changed.  Flexibility is key in Indonesia. 



Belo is a gang we discovered a few days ago as we were searching for some inactive members.  Sister Williams said it reminded her of a street in Harry Potter, or some such. 


We visited this family yesterday after church.  Now many years inactive, lost back to their old Moslem faith, they were not interested. He sells noodles. In the glass display case are meat-balls...not ground up but literally balls of organ meats...chicken hearts and livers wrapped together with long lengths of intestine.  I said no thank you. 


So last P-Day I drove us to Batu to a different Amusement Park, in the hope that it was newer and better and less creepy and better maintained than the last one a few months ago.  Ok, it is newer and better maintained, and they have a respectable small zoo, but still silly and disappointing.  We did however discover Noah's Ark. 




2 weeks ago we invited the Branch President and his family to dinner and Family Home Evening at our house. He gave the lesson.  It turned out that it was also coincidentally his wife's birthday, Sister Mulastri.  Both she and President Sugeng are Returned Missionaries.  They brought their son. Their daughter is currently serving a full time mission in Indonesia.  



Kid Time


Peter.  Who remembers this old game?  I spent many hours as a kid playing this.  Much more fun than all the video game stuff now. Peter is in fact a computer science major and wants to become a programmer. 


Chris and Mal and their kids on a recent family vacation back to St Louis where they spent the first few years of their married life going to SLU med school.  


The St Louis zoo.  A wonderful place. I remember standing in this spot with the penguins and puffins when they were babies. 


A wonderful pic of Uncle Peter and Hope.  She still asks when Uncle Peter is coming back. 


An impromptu lake in El Paso after a sudden rain storm.  Hope and a friend. 


Sam and Hope and Cassandra went on a camping trip to Carlsbad Caverns.  Still working the kinks out of family camping, but sounded like fun.  Grandpa (not Grandma) wants to join next time.  


Marc and family at recent OSP graduation.  


Cassandra and Hope.  

Love you Annie and Chris D.  Need pictures!

Bye from Malang.