Fabric Shopping In Bujumbura



One of the most colorful spots in Bujumbura is the fabric corner of the “City Market”. There are stall after stall of vibrant, colorful fabrics sold in 6 meter panels to wrap around bodies as skirts, dresses, shirts, head wraps and baby carriers. I have been to the City Market fabric shopping several times with others and it is always an entertain experience which ends in buying several pieces of fabric.


Recently, I needed to find fabric to replace the cushions on our balcony.   After over two years of equatorial sun in the early morning and late afternoon they had faded so badly I needed to replace them. This was to be my project during the six weeks between our company conference in Spain and leaving for vacation—a summer doldrums (if such a thing is possible) because it’s a time that nearly next to nothing is happening due to schools being out of session and many people leaving the city. Problem was I wasn’t sure about going to the market on my own and everyone else I knew was gone, so I asked Gilbert, our house-worker, to accompany me and be my translator and guide (although most vendors speak some French). He gladly agreed and so we went.


There is a bit of a system to the choosing of fabric and it is no different here. First, one is overwhelmed by the colors and varieties, even when you have an idea of what you’re looking for. So it’s important to peruse all the choices to find which fabrics keep jumping out at you. Here that means all the stalls. Second, you have to be gathering information, asking prices to get an idea of the range, quality and the negotiation parameters. Third, once you know the fabric that keeps attracting your eye at each stall you can begin to narrow the field of which stalls have it and how much they might sell it for. Of course, one doesn’t straight out ask about the piece of the one you’re interested in—that would be a give away—rather you pretend not to be interested and bargain for other pieces and be a little disgusted at the high price. Then you ask “What about others that cost less, like this one or this one, how much?”


This was the negotiation Gilbert facilitated for me in Kirundi, then translating to French, along with lots of discussion about which fabrics fade and which are more durable.   In the end, I pay the “ex-pat price”, not the lower “Burundian price” but at least not the higher “tourist price”. If I could have sent him back on his own another day he might have been able to negotiate a cheaper price but economically times are hard for everyone and I really wanted to leave with fabric in hand so I paid the middle price that day.


Afterwards we walked through other parts of the market to buy light bulbs and look for an attachment for the garden hose. I had never been to the other parts of the market and had no idea just how big it was and how many things were available there. I even got to meet one of Gilbert’s relatives who owns a stall selling clothes from Uganda. Because Gilbert was “my guide” no one else approached me to buy things or to be my “helper”, which I have to say made this trip to the market even more pleasant.   So now, not only do I have bright, new cushions on the balcony I also have another pleasant experience of the shopping for fabric at the “City Market”.


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Meet Gilbert


The first of July is Burundi’s Independence Day. It also happens to be Gilbert’s birthday. Gilbert is our “God-send”. Two years ago he was recommended to us as a house-worker from a Belgian family that was leaving the country, but he has become so much more than a “worker” for us. We are thankful for him every day.


While his job entails housecleaning, gardening, laundering and guarding, he is one who always goes the extra mile. In addition to being diligent, hard working and resourceful, Gilbert is also honest, amiable, humble, joyful and has a very big heart for others. He takes care of many of the extra things we need done, like standing in line to buy our electricity each month or going to the local butcher to get bones for the dog’s food or finding sugar for me when there’s a shortage. He fixes things around the house where he knows how, saving us from getting a plumber and translates for us to the night guard who only speaks Kirundi. Daily he endures my poor French speaking and patiently tries to restate things I don’t understand until I get it. He has goals and plans for his future but as is so often the case in poor countries the injustices and realities of poverty are constantly throwing barriers and roadblocks against him. Yet, he maintains his integrity and is a man of his word.


His birthday offered the perfect opportunity to honor him and communicate our deep appreciation for all he does and for who he is. So I offered to make something for him to take to his mid-week church meeting. After discussing the choices (cake, cookies or cupcakes) he decided on cupcakes (easier to transport, closest to a cake). With 40 people in his group I made two batches of cupcakes, more than enough to fit all the letters of “Joyeus Anniversaire Gigi”.

thumb_IMG_20160629_171724411_1024We carefully placed them all in airtight containers, wrapped them in a sack and he strapped them on to his bike for his friends. He was so tickled by the whole thing, as if he was 10, bringing cupcakes to school, instead of 28. It was such a pleasure to make his birthday memorable and honor him among his friends.

Having the privilege of knowing Gilbert and employing him is yet another way we experience God’s provision and care for us daily.


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“I do”


Our wedding day 38 years ago!

Here is a thing of beauty and wonder–after thirty-eight years we are not only still married but happily so and looking forward to continuing doing life together.  While we have worked at our marriage over the years, fighting the wars within and the wars with out  (as anyone whose been married for even a short time knows) we completely acknowledge and give thanks to the God of love, who brought us together all those years ago and continues to give us the grace to love and forgive each other each day.

Starry-eyed on our wedding day, making promises to one another to love and seek the other’s good before our own, we had little idea of what that would really mean in the big decisions of life and the day-to-day ordinariness that builds character and shapes who we become.  Today we look back rejoicing in having traveled life’s path thus far together.  While it has not always been easy or pretty (as our kids will attest to) we know a greater, deeper, truer love for each other than we could have even imagined on that day.  So we rejoice and look ahead to continuing to grow together through the rest of our lives.  thumb_IMG_20160527_151157074_1024


Grow old along with me!
The best is yet to be,
The last of life, for which the first was made:
Our times are in His hand
Who saith “A whole I planned,
Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!”

(From Robert Browning’s  poem Rabbi Ben Ezra)

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New Avenues–Part 2

thumb_IMG_20160426_104524233_HDR_1024Just as my time has been affected these past months in that I am not teaching at HAU this semester, due to lower students numbers and needs, so too have many others been affected. These two dear sisters from our church are presently not working either. One is an architect, the other a project manager for community development programs. But that has given us a new opportunity to meet to help each other improve in English/French language use.


When Elina went back to visit her family in Moscow she visited a church that was studying Rick Warren’s book The Purpose Driven Life. She returned and suggested we study it also. So twice a week we meet at my house-chez Bond. They prepare the lesson in English and I prepare it in French. We take turns giving a synopsis of the chapter and discussing the question at the chapter’s end in the language each one is working to improve. I have to say their English is far better than my French and they both have improved tremendously, but what a joy to meet together!   It has been such a pleasure to get to know them better and to share our life experiences which are very different in the details of place, time and culture but very similar in the spiritual truths and growth we’ve learned in our faith walks.

These new avenues are “the springs in the desert” as we walk through this protracted time of uncertainty and diminished options for work. Inasmuch as both of these ladies need to be working, we are all very thankful for the opportunity to use this unexpected “free” time to improving our language understanding and more importantly, to become friends.

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New Avenues–Part 1


Groups working in English class at HAU 2015.

For the past two years that we’ve been living in Bujumbura I’ve had the pleasure of teaching English as a foreign language at Hope Africa University. Since it’s enrollment was over 5,000 students there was always a need for teachers, especially native English speakers. Unfortunately, the student body population has dropped dramatically.


HAU graduation in February of 2016. Over 1200 graduated!

In February about 1200 students graduated from HAU; a fantastic accomplishment in the face of the political crisis that ensued last April. But now there are only about 1800 students, or less, most are in their final semesters seeking to finish their degree programs. Three hundred of these are medical school students who are deeply invested with time and money. This seems to be the result of both the location of the school (in one of the “hot” neighborhoods of last year’s protests) and the rapidly falling economy, due to the political crisis. With fewer students, particularly new students, many professors have been laid off. And while I cost the University nothing, I have not been teaching at HAU this semester since there are so few new students who need the EFL courses.


Instead, there have been some new avenues I’ve been able to participate in. One of these has been the pleasure of working with some teachers at a private Burundian school called Discovery School. It started in 2008, under the Community of Emmanuel Churches Of Burundi by missionaries, Joy and Jesse Johnson. On the campus of the Emmanuel Church mission there is also a clinic, a school for the deaf and other church ministries. The school has grown over the years. It now has about 800 Burundian students from age two (preschool) up to grade six with about 45 Burundian teachers.   They use American curriculums, teach mostly in English and try to keep class size 20-30. It is truly impressive!


Hearing I was a teacher and not presently teaching at HAU, Joy asked me if I’d like to give a seminar to the teachers at Discovery School, specifically in how to teach writing to students using a Writer’s Workshop approach. I was happy to have the opportunity to be engaged in teaching again but especially as I toured the school for the first time and saw how the teachers were engaging their students as learners.


Discovery School teachers discussing during writing seminar.

So over the last two months I’ve lead a seminar for the teachers of 4th-6th grade levels, observed them teaching using the new strategies, debriefed with them and taught a class for each so they could observe another teacher using this approach.


Observing teachers integrating workshop strategies.

I have thoroughly enjoyed working with the teachers as they are eager to learn, engaged, thoughtful and seek to integrate new teaching strategies into their repertoires, which are completely foreign to how they were taught in school. It is exciting to be a part of introducing something new that they can adapt and integrate into their own culture and teaching styles in ways that will enhance the students learning. It’s also been wonderful to be with children who are eager to learn and full of enthusiasm. They are Burundi’s future hope for sustainable growth, development and advancement. I am thankful for this new avenue and what it might hold in the time ahead.




“New Avenues–Part 2” upcoming!

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Living With An Enigma

The dictional defines an enigma as “a person or thing that is mysterious, puzzling or difficult to understand.”  Synonyms are: conundrum, paradox, quandary, puzzle, riddle.  Sometimes I feel like this word describes my life experience all too well.  But this sense is heightened living cross-culturally where I continually feel thrown off balance.  Recently we took a trip with a friend to see some waterfalls in the interior of the country. Although our experience did not entail encountering a flash flood, as some from our sister team experienced on another waterfall excursion, it has given me some visual images to juxtapose to some very familiar words I’ve been reading this week.  Thus allowing me to  create a depiction of how I so often feel; both in cross-cultural living and also in my walk of faith in which I’m constantly surprised by the greatest Enigma of all time, Jesus.  I hope you can appreciate the humor and join me in laughing and marveling at life’s ironies.

Psalm 23


“The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing.


He makes me lie down in green pastures,



he leads me beside quiet waters,

he refreshes my soul.


He guides me along the right paths for his name’s sake.



Even though I walk through the darkest valley,


I fear no evil, for you are with me;


your rod and your staff, they comfort me.

You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies


You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.


Surely your goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life,

and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.”


So thankful for the opportunity to experience the beauty of the countryside of Burundi and for the privilege of walking each day with the Shepherd who understands and loves it’s people and me, inviting us to trust the enigma that He is and enjoy the wonder of life He’s given.

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Graduation at Hope Africa University


On Friday, February 12, more than 1200 students graduated from HAU.  Postponed from last December, the day went off with much fanfare and celebration.  There were graduates,






and more graduates.  All sporting their departmental colors for business, liberal arts, theology, social work, nursing, medicine–along with many others.  These are some of the eleven graduates for the medical school in their green collars.  They are part of the third class of medical students to graduate from the seven year medical program.


For George as “Chef de Pedagogue”  it meant signing each of those degrees!


For the four of us who were present, professors in medicine, English and business, it meant donning the robes and participating in the ceremony.  A great honor for us!


Smiling faces and well-earned pride were the order of the day.  The end of a long road of classes, training, tuition and stages.  A day to commemorate as one journey ends and a new one begins; from student to practitioner, from potential to actualization.  All caught on photos, a moment in time to acknowledge, celebrate and give thanks for.



Most ceremonies are opened with the traditional drummers, this day was no exception.  They both opened and closed the ceremony and added their praise throughout the proceedings.


The challenge for these new grads will be finding jobs, putting their new skills and education to use, particularly as the economics of Burundi are very difficult just now and the political climate continues to be tense.  But for this day it was celebration with family, friends and loved ones.  A joyful day to be a part of and witness the fulfillment of many prayers, hopes, sacrifices and much hard work.  Congratulations graduates of HAU!!! May you change and impact the world for good with your education as you are the hope for the future.

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