December 25, 2011

Sangapi, Final Report

The following is a report we wrote after our village orientation in Sangapi in October.


Sangapi, Final Report

Sangapi is situated on a hill with a small river running in the valley to the North and East. It consists of houses scattered over a large area, a church and health centre building, as well as government grounds with several buildings and a school.

The church and the health centre are built on the ground of a former mission station and were founded by Nazarene missionaries in the 1970’s. This ground also includes several staff houses with gardens, and the airstrip. Everything still belongs to the Nazarene church and is managed by employed locals. Three gardeners tend to the grounds, four medical staff including a health centre manager man the health centre, and a pastor leads the local congregation.

Health Clinic

The government grounds include soccer and basketball fields, an area where markets are held, a house with rooms for offices and meetings, as well as two staff houses. The school comprises of four classroom buildings, housing for teachers, and a surprisingly large area with several toilet houses for the pupils. The school runs classes for grades 1 to 7 and employs seven teachers, two females and five males. If every student would attend, the school would serve about 150 pupils. However, parents often held their kids back from attending school because they cannot afford to pay for their school fees. Subsidies granted by the government are usually used by the teachers to buy books, stationary or other school supplies or to repair classrooms or their houses.
Some students have to walk several hours to get to school, leaving as early as 6 o’clock in the morning to be on time for school to start at 9 o’clock. If the distance is too big, the children usually stay with relatives living closer to the school, and go home to their village only on the weekends in order to get a new supply of kaukau for the week.

School Room

There is no road to Sangapi. The only way to access it is by taking public transport to where the road ends, then hike for several days to get to the village. Several jungle paths connect the different villages and areas, so somebody visiting has to walk several hours to get here. We were told that MAF is the only reasonable link to the outside world and thus, very important to them. Things like systematic vaccinations, general and emergency medical help, schooling, and income through coffee sales are only possible through this means of transport. It has to be noted, that the average person is not able to buy a ticked in order to use the plane. However, they profit through a general rising of living standards, especially through schooling and improved health services.

Twin Otter Take-off after bringing back women, who had attended a church women's conference

Whenever we mentioned that we were working for MAF, the people showered us with their appreciation for MAF’s work and stressed that they had been praying for more pilots for a long time, and thus saw in us an answer to their prayers.

Communication is limited to two radios, one owned by the mission station and the other one by the health clinic. Some nationals have mobile phones, but in order to use them they have to walk one and a half hours to the next ridge, where they can pick up a mobile network. Surprisingly enough some of them seem to do this quite often.

Since Sangapi is not setup in the usual way with a central meeting place, the grounds of the mission station and the government is where people usually meet. The health centre manager organises regular soccer tournaments where six teams from the surrounding region compete. This is also an opportunity for women from the surrounding villages to sell some of their produce.
We were lucky to experience one of those soccer-market Saturdays during our stay.

Community Grounds

The government grounds are also the place where official meetings are held. During our stay a “toktok” was held in order to discuss the actions to be taken regarding a recent break-in into one of the teachers houses. Since the discussion was held in their tok ples we couldn’t really follow and the summaries we got were not all consistent.

The local people live in huts made of banana leaves and covered with kunai grass or sometimes corrugated iron. The living quarters usually consist of the main house, a cooking house, and a small toilet building. Since there is no electricity and it gets quite cold after sunset, the main assembly room is the “haus kuk”, where a fire burns. This is even true for the staff living on the station ground, where the houses themselves provide gas stoves, running water, and flush toilets.

Haus Kuk (Kitchen)

Everybody lives from what their garden produces. We saw banana trees, sweet potatoes, different greens (kumu), sugar fruits, corn, cabbage, and spring onions. These stables are supplemented by chicken (eggs and meat), pig meat (on rare occasions), and birds that are shot with bow and arrow. However, protein is included very rarely and most of the time “kaukau” and “kumu” are the only foods for supper.

The health centre provides basic medical care for a vast area. On Wednesday night a woman, who had broken her leg, was carried in from a remote place on a stretcher. Her condition was critical, since the bone stuck out of her leg and she had lost quite a bit of blood, so the health centre manager contacted Kujip Hospital via radio in order to get advice and request a medical evacuation for the next morning. The medivac, however, had to be postponed to Friday due to bad weather. During our stay the health centre also treated soars, cuts with bush knives, and severe diarrhea in a child. Even so the hospital staff encourages women to come to the hospital for delivery, they usually only come when there are complications.
Apart from treating medical emergencies, the health centre manager also tours the surrounding area in order to visit different houses and villages, as do the two nurses. During these tours the manager mainly does vaccinations for children, whereas the nurses teach mothers about basic hygiene, nutrition and family planning issues. Since there are no roads, everything is done on foot with all the supplies being carried, including portable eskies to keep the vaccines stored at the right temperature. While out in the villages, the hospital staff are provided with food and shelter by the recipients of their care.

Medevac with a Cessna 206


The church has an attendance of about 120 people, again coming from all the surrounding area. Sunday sermons are usually held in the local language, but are sometimes translated into Pisin for the benefit of those with a different “tok ples”. The pastor, too, does a lot of travelling while visiting people of the congregation.

Church Bell

We were told that the Nazarenes had eradicated most of the local traditions. However, in a region further to the West where the Anglican Church is predominant, old customs are still observed. Boys of a certain age, for example, still wear a bilum over their head for two years. During this time this is their only clothing and they do not wash. This, together with other things, forms part of their initiation rite.

December 10, 2011

Rumginae

Here some pictures of our permanent home in Runginae.

Our house: The Hilton

Watersupply: Rainwater is collected from the gutter then pumped up into headertanks on top of the roof, which provide the needed water pressure for the taps in the house.

View from our porch. However, this is no place to enjoy a sunset: Malaria mosquitos

Instead of apple trees we find these in the garden

Pictures from inside the house will be shown once we've settled in (which is code for tidied up) and some of the renovations have been done (so that you are not too shocked :).

October 26, 2011

Arrival at Rumginae

On Friday, Nov. 11 we moved from Mt Hagen to Rumginae. Here we will be stationed for the next little while. Rumginae is in the Lowlands to the West of the Country near the Indonesian border. it is several hours flight time from the sea, but still only 100 feet over sealevel. It is hotish (25-35C) but very humid (around 90%). Below you see our temporary home (yes, one more), and the MAF base building.


Rumginae with hospital in the background

Rumginae Base

The White House, our temporary home

October 23, 2011

First week of flying

This week I was en tour for the first time with a MAF airplane. I didn’t fly myself, since I do not have a licence yet. But being a passenger was enough to start with. It was exciting to land at all those crazy airstrips at the craziest places out in the bush. It’s amazing to see to what length villagers went to build those strips at those locations. And it’s even more amazing if you realize that they didn’t have any excavators or even shovels to build them. All is done by hand and digging stick. It often takes years until such a strip is finished.
The region we were flying in had not received regular MAF service for a long time. Even though there are plenty of airstrips around. In fact, some of these strips were build and no plane ever landed. A lot of places have coffee to be flown out, but we just couldn’t take it all. So it is likely to rote and bring no income to the community and families won’t be able to pay school fees, etc.
You wonder why that is? Well, the answer is quite easy, almost too easy. There’s simply not enough pilots in PNG. For years the MAF programme in PNG has been short of at least 10 pilots. So bases had to be closed, the service restricted. And when I saw the people out in those villages, saw their needs and realised what MAF could do my heard ached. Therefore, I like to ask you to start praying for new pilots in PNG. A lot of them. I am convinced that God will provide if we only ask. Thank you.

October 20, 2011

Village Orientation: Sangapi

For a week we lived in a remote village in the highlands of Papua New Guinea. Sangapi can only be accessed on foot – in a three-day hike. Or by MAF-plane in 30 minutes. I guess it's pretty obvious how we travelled.
The goal of this week was trifold: To practice PNG's trade language (Tok Pisin), to learn about PNG culture, and to see how daily life looks out here. And, of course, to to experience the impact MAF makes in the life of these people.

Below are a few pictures from our time in Sangapi. A more detailed report will follow shortly:

Arrival with the MAF Airvan. As soon as it's gone we only have to walk three days to civilisation.

Our home for one week (only 1/3 of the house). 1 bedroom, cold water, gas stove, no electricity. Who needs anything more.

Niklas and the sons of our landlord. Actually, these aren't his sons, but his brother's. Though, nobody really cares in PNG.

Medical Evacuation. The woman had an open fracture on her leg and lost a lot of blood. She was carried for several hours from the bush to the health clinic in Sangapi. Due to bad weather, however, the MAF-plane was only able to come the following day. Unfortunately, the clinic had also run out of morphine.

Gian was the big attraction. To hold him is the most exciting thing for a PNGian, and we could have made a lot of money. However, nobody has money here.

Joelle with the neighbour's son.

Traditional housing. Mind you, this is no historical village. Most of the people in PNG still live like that.

The week's main activity was strolling around. We always found someone willing to chat and in no time there was a bunch of people gathered.

And home we flew.

October 01, 2011

Here's home

If you want to know where we presently live, here are the coordinates:
5˚ 51' 20.82" S
144˚ 14' 26.58" E

September 25, 2011

Temporary New Home

With this blog entry we would like to introduce you to another of our new temporary homes. There are several things that are new to us, and maybe to you as well.
First of all there's the size of the rooms in this house. After living in a small apartment in Switzerland and several weeks in small hotel rooms, the space we now have is overwhelming.

Living Room

Kitchen

And then we have several layers of security measures to prevent any kind of intrusion. High fences and razor wire surround the whole compound we live on. Doors and windows are barred and floodlights installed to shoo away the darkness. In order to completely eliminate the possibility of somebody joining us unasked, there is a security guard patrolling during the night – if he's not asleep.

Thoroughly secured front door

Razor Wire

Electricity (if not out for the time being) is pre-paid, water is provided by the town, and should it not flow we have a rainwater tank. That we have to boil the water is already habitual, but we are looking forward to get our own water filter (which is in our shipped belongings). The warm water is heated by a solar system on the roof, at least as long as the sun shines and we don't use too much. Cooking is done on gas provided by an oversized gas bottle outside the kitchen.

Hot water from the sun

Our beautiful garden we have already mentioned. We've got various exotic flowers and trees whose fruits we are allowed to eat. There are plenty of banana trees with bunches of bananas in various states of ripeness. Once the leaves of the tree wither you can cut off the bunch of bananas (usually still green) and hang it under the roof or in the garage until they are fully ripe.

Exotic flowers

Papaya

Bunch of bananas on the tree

September 17, 2011

Arrival in Papua New Guinea

Finally, I found time to write some lines. With a lot of new impression this isn’t easy, especially since I don’t want to write pages of text nobody is going to read. Therefore, I’m going to write about our journey to Papua New Guinea (PNG) only.

Palm Cove near Cairns

We left Cairns Thursday morning (of last week) with sunny and warm weather. To fly over the reef was fantastic and after about an hour we arrived in hot and humid Port Moresby, the capitol of PNG. We cleared immigration without any problems, were, however, short one carry-on bag, which we had checked in. So, I filled in my first PNG form and hoped the bag will show up again.
After a short stroll to the domestic terminal and an useless security check we checked our bags in again and waited for the flight to Mt Hagen, where MAF-PNG headquarters are. However, the flight was first postponed by an hour and eventually cancelled. So, we spend our first night in PNG in a hotel room – and had a delicious dinner and superb breakfast paid for by Air Niugini.
On Friday morning we went back to the airport at 7am and despite the early hour people were queuing already. Therefore, I decided to check on my lost baggage and, lo and behold, it had appeared over night. Apparently, somebody had thought it was his, had taken it, and had brought it back.
This time the plane departed as planned, and another hour later we were welcomed in Mt Hagen by several MAF staff – including some we knew from Prairie. After all those years spent in preparation it was good to see that we were expected with delight.

Our new home is in Mt Hagen itself, approx 15 minutes drive from the airport. We presently live on a compound together with other MAF families and national staff. Our house is huge, surrounded by a garden with tropical flowers and trees. And even though, after living in a small apartment for almost two month, we have to adapt to the vast rooms, it’s nice to have some space again.

Our new home

View from the porch

After a few days of introduction and administrative stuff, we started on our two-week Tok Pidgin crash course. Details to follow.

September 08, 2011

Departure for Papua New Guinea

Today we're heading off for Mt Hagen in Papua New Guinea. The first weeks will be dedicated to settling into a new surrounding, language training, and studying (and writing) the PNG air law exam.
We'll be back as soon as we have a working internet connection.

September 07, 2011

A Winter's Swim

It's not really the time to go for a swim in an openair pool. Mind you, it's winter here and only 24C. But so what! Our kids are Canadians after all (and so are we, almost) and therefore, they don't fear the cold. Not even if it comes in the form of a winter's swim. And last, snorkel and diving goggles (a birthday present to Niklas from Switzerland) have to be tested as well.

Bathing Season

The Jackknife

It is rather cold

September 04, 2011

Orientation Course, Part Two

Last week I finished the flight training part of the MAF orientation course for Papua New Guinea. The training comprised a week of aircraft theory (for the GA8 Airvan), as well as MAF standards and procedures. After that we had three weeks of (mostly) flying. We learned how to take out and put in seats, how to load and secure cargo, and how the plane behaves in the air. We also went through maneuveres like landing on short grass strips, low level flying in mountainous terrain, and emergency procedures.

Live West Training in the Pool

GA8 Airvan

These were intense weeks, as we learned (and relearned) checklists and had to reckon with mock emergency situations (like engine failure on take-off or engine fire in flight) on almost every flight. An additional stress factor was the daily one-hour journey to the airport in Mareeba, where the MAFI Asia Pacific maintenance department is.

August 28, 2011

Child of the Jungle, Sabine Kuegler

Sabine Kuegler was five years old when her linguist-missionary parents took her, along with her brother and sister, to live in West Papua, Indonesia. Settling in a thatched hut, cut off from civilization except for a short-wave radio, they lived among the Fayu, a recently discovered Stone Age people, most of whose members had never seen a white person before.
A people nearing extinction because of continuous tribal war, the Fayu consider grubs and bats delicacies, kill for revenge, and yet long for a peace they don't know how to achieve.
And they live in paradise: a lush jungle of hidden grottoes, emerald-green foliage, scarlet orchids, and exotic animals. In this unimaginably beautiful place, young Sabine grows up. She joins the Fayu children such as Tuare, who calls Sabine his sister, and almost becomes a wild child herself. During seemingly endless sunny days and starlit nights, they hunt with primitive bows, play without fear, and create fabulous adventures.
Then, when Sabine is a teenager, tragedy strikes and she makes the difficult decision to leave. After her arrival at a Swiss boarding school, she finds that even a trip to the grocery story exposes her naiveté and dating becomes a minefield of confusion. But the West holds opportunities that would be impossible among the Fayu, and now on the brink of womanhood, the child of the jungle faces a heart-wrenching choice: whether to join modern society or return to the paradise that will always be home. (by www.globecorner.com)

August 09, 2011

Orientation Course, Part One

Only two weeks ago we arrived in Australia and now the first part of the initial training is already completed. Over ten days we heard and learned a lot from people with a vast experience in cross cultural ministry. And with the course also end ten days of child care and prepared meals – now it's up to us again.

Here we ate our meals

Child Care (photo by Carol)

Clear the mind at sunset


On the first weekend we visited a crocodile farm. They had plenty of unusual things to see: crocodiles (this one was obvious), koalas, kangaroos, lizards, snakes, etc.

Pet a Koala

Feeding


On the second weekend we went to visit Cairns and its Esplanade, a waterfront park containing a pool, sandy beach inclusive (since the nearby river dumps a lot of sand, there is no natural beach in Cairns).

Take a bath in the pool with the sea in the back

August 07, 2011

Niklas' Birthday

Last week we celebrated Niklas' 5th birthday. Here are some pictures of this event (click here for more):

Light the birthday cake candles ...

... blow them out ...

... and enjoy the cake!

Greetings from home