Sunday February 21

Sunday 2/21/2010

5:30 am : Woken up by a phone call from Brent’s dad telling us that our first nephew, Graham Rylan Howe had been born and was healthy.

8;50 am: About ten minutes before we leave the house for church, Brent received another call from our landlady and friend, Val, asking if we could help out Elvis. Elvis is a groundskeeper on the mission and we have a good relationship with him. He’s getting married in a few weeks, and Val said he needed help picking up the cow.

9:15 am: Brent and Elvis hook up the trailer to the B3. (The new name for our vehicle: the Blue BFC Bakkie [Bakkie is pronounced “buckey” and is Afrikaans for a truck]).

9:30 am: Brent, Michaele and Elvis head out to Luve where Michaele is preaching. The cow is apparently not far from Luve, so we planned on picking it up after church.

10:15 am: We attended Sunday School, Michaele led NYI, then Brent played guitar for worship and Michaele preached. We visited with the pastor and his wife, drank some Coke and ate some biscuits.

1:30 pm: Head to Dvolkolwako (about 45 minutes from Luve in the opposite direction of home) to pick up the butchered cow for Elvis’s wedding feast, which is not until March 6. On the way we found out that the cow had been wounded and so needed to be killed early.

2:15 pm: Arrive at the homestead where the cow was butchered. The skin was laid out over a large metal tub, still freshly bloody. One leg could be seen beside the skin, which was just a bone all but the ankle which still had hair and the hoof. Beside it were the horns, which had been removed from the skull. The rest of the cow was lying in pieces on the ground under a tree. Michaele took pictures as Brent tried to be helpful yet really wanting to keep his distance. Three members of the homestead bagged up the meat in any kind of plastic bag available, and loaded them into the trailer. Not wanting to watch too closely, Michaele played with three toddlers who were fascinated by the camera.

3:00 pm: Leave Dvolkolwako, picking up one more passenger from the homestead who needed a lift. We drive to Matsapha, passing our house on the way, in order to drop the meat off at Elvis’s fiance’s places, which has a deep freezer.

4:15 pm: As we’re getting close to Matsapha, we realize that the cell phone network is down so Elvis cannot contact his fiancé to let her know we are coming.

4:30 pm: Arrive in Matsapha and wait on the side of the road until a plan can be formulated.

4:40 pm: A man in a pick up truck (bakkie) pulls up and says we can put the meat in his truck. Elvis says this is a good plan. But we offered to take the meat wherever it needed to go, so we follow the bakkie up a winding, washed out dirt road into a densely populated area of Matsapha.

4:50 pm: After having driven too far past the drop off point, Brent spends 10 minutes trying to back up with the trailer and turn around in a narrow, crowded street.

5:00 pm: Even though we thought the meat was going to be put into someone’s house, it’s actually transferred to the back of the bakkie we had followed. Needless to say this could have been done earlier, without the crowd watching and on a much better road.

5:05 pm: Michaele and Brent head home alone, since Elvis needed to stay and sort out the meat situation.

5:30 pm: Arrive at home, tired and hungry and laughing.

8:00 pm: Saw our nephew on SKYPE for the first time and got to talk to Matt and Beth for a while.

.....We decided to wait to later to tell them what we were doing during Graham’s first day of life.