This post is long over due. Here in Amerikan Samoa we have made some AMAZING friends. Here are just a few of them and the adventures we have had.
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Friends
This post is long over due. Here in Amerikan Samoa we have made some AMAZING friends. Here are just a few of them and the adventures we have had.
What I Go Through To Keep You People Entertained!
This is a video of a class presentation on Samoan song and dance. The song is about the tatau or Samoan traditional tattoo. In the dance I’m the stiff little white girl on the end. I also want to make the disclaimer that just because I do the dance does not mean that I support getting tattoos so if your kids come to you and say they want a tattoo because of the cool dance that auntie Jessica did, know I had nothing to do with it!.....with that said, on with the show.
If a picture is worth a thousand words
If a picture is worth a thousand words that this should make up for the last month!
The old man
As in wards around the globe, our ward has "assigned seating." We were very blessed to get the second row in our ward in Mapusaga Fou....what can I say, I know a guy. When people use to sit in our seat on Sundays my grandmother would inform them that she paid extra tithing for that seat :)
On our row there is a man that sits next to us. I don't know his name - shame on me - but he sits on the end of the row by himself. He is an older man. Matthew and I guessed in his 70's. He doesn't come every sunday but he is there very often. He usually beats us to our seats and is there early waiting for the meeting to begin.
He is always armed with his songbook, though he does not sing, but he faithfully turnes to the page and holds his book up to follow along. I've never seen this gentlemen talk to anyone, or anyone talk to him for that matter. He simply sits quietly.
I don't know how he gets to church, or how he gets home. He often leaves a bit early, before the closing hymn. It takes him a little while to get to the door a few feet a way because he slightly drags his right foot. I've never seen him use his right arm, which usually just sits in his lap or by his side. He always uses his left hand to take the sacrament which he does reverntly. His revernce is also manifest in his dress. While not the best kept, he always wears a white shirt, tie, and a formal lava lava. I can only imagine the labor it must be for this man to get dressed for the sabbath.
Today at church a little girl, probably not even two came to our row and looked up at him. He looked down at her, took her hand, and tried to lead her into the bench. She quickly retreated to her mother but came back soon afterwords. This sweet man, once realizing that this was now a game, looked down and smiled. The small girl smiled back and ran away again.
This sweet, gentle man has taught me so much. How often do I complain about getting ready for church here in samoa. While he is dedicated to being at church no matter the obsticals he faces. How often do I murmur at the busy children that play during the speakers while this man reverently takes joy in their innocence.
Thank you old man for your silent example. Your quiet faith has spoken loudly to me in our commen language of the spirit. I pray we may share a bench again soon.
On our row there is a man that sits next to us. I don't know his name - shame on me - but he sits on the end of the row by himself. He is an older man. Matthew and I guessed in his 70's. He doesn't come every sunday but he is there very often. He usually beats us to our seats and is there early waiting for the meeting to begin.
He is always armed with his songbook, though he does not sing, but he faithfully turnes to the page and holds his book up to follow along. I've never seen this gentlemen talk to anyone, or anyone talk to him for that matter. He simply sits quietly.
I don't know how he gets to church, or how he gets home. He often leaves a bit early, before the closing hymn. It takes him a little while to get to the door a few feet a way because he slightly drags his right foot. I've never seen him use his right arm, which usually just sits in his lap or by his side. He always uses his left hand to take the sacrament which he does reverntly. His revernce is also manifest in his dress. While not the best kept, he always wears a white shirt, tie, and a formal lava lava. I can only imagine the labor it must be for this man to get dressed for the sabbath.
Today at church a little girl, probably not even two came to our row and looked up at him. He looked down at her, took her hand, and tried to lead her into the bench. She quickly retreated to her mother but came back soon afterwords. This sweet man, once realizing that this was now a game, looked down and smiled. The small girl smiled back and ran away again.
This sweet, gentle man has taught me so much. How often do I complain about getting ready for church here in samoa. While he is dedicated to being at church no matter the obsticals he faces. How often do I murmur at the busy children that play during the speakers while this man reverently takes joy in their innocence.
Thank you old man for your silent example. Your quiet faith has spoken loudly to me in our commen language of the spirit. I pray we may share a bench again soon.
An Example of Faith
I wrote this blog quite a while ago but with conference this weekend I thought it appropriate to post.
When we first arrived at our new home in Mapusaga Fou, our neighboors came and introduced themselves. They offered us some fresh fruit and told us about the village. They also warned us about the missionaries that come around regularly and knock on your door. We laughed and said, "ya, we know all about those guys, we went on missions too." They smiled and said "ah, your mormon too."
We soon learned that our palagi neighboors were Bahai which is another world wide religion. Over a beautiful dinner they told us about Bahai holidays and beliefs, traditions and holy writ. They already seemed to know a lot about Mormon beliefs and insisted it was Herbal tea before we could ask.
Yesterday they invited us to a prayer meeting to pray for the people of Japan. We went to their home where there were four large pots of food cooking on the stove. Over a dozen people arrived with food in hand to join our faith in behalf of our brothers and sisters in Japan.
Our nighboor, Dave, thanked us all for coming and spoke of the honor it was to his home to have us there. He invited another mormon to offer the opening prayer, which he said in Tongan. After the prayer, this Tongan man and his family broke into a georgeous rendition of "love at home" in tongan with the children singing parts and everything.
After an international dinner, Dave explained that Bahais recite written prayers from their prayer book. After another beautiful song He invited us all to take turns saying a prayer, either from the prayer book or in whatever manner we wished. Matthew started and we went around the circle praying for the people of Japan. What a great spirit was felt in that room. We heard mormon prayers and bahai prayers. Prayers in english, Tongan, and Samoan. This divers group of people, men, women, children, were all united in faith.
We then listened as the Tongan families sang a worship song in Samoan to close the gathering. Truly, when 2 or more are gathered in the name of the Lord, there spirit can be felt. It was a great evening to raise our voices and our faith to help our brothers and sisters who need help. After everyone else had left, Dave invited us to the Bahai new years celebration that his congrigation was having the next day.
This man has been such an example of faith to me. Willing to and wanting to reach out to others of different faiths and celebrating the common ground of worship and praise. Using faith to help others in their time of need, and not hesitating to call on the faith of others. Thank you Dave for teaching me about faith and how to use it, live it, and share it.
When we first arrived at our new home in Mapusaga Fou, our neighboors came and introduced themselves. They offered us some fresh fruit and told us about the village. They also warned us about the missionaries that come around regularly and knock on your door. We laughed and said, "ya, we know all about those guys, we went on missions too." They smiled and said "ah, your mormon too."
We soon learned that our palagi neighboors were Bahai which is another world wide religion. Over a beautiful dinner they told us about Bahai holidays and beliefs, traditions and holy writ. They already seemed to know a lot about Mormon beliefs and insisted it was Herbal tea before we could ask.
Yesterday they invited us to a prayer meeting to pray for the people of Japan. We went to their home where there were four large pots of food cooking on the stove. Over a dozen people arrived with food in hand to join our faith in behalf of our brothers and sisters in Japan.
Our nighboor, Dave, thanked us all for coming and spoke of the honor it was to his home to have us there. He invited another mormon to offer the opening prayer, which he said in Tongan. After the prayer, this Tongan man and his family broke into a georgeous rendition of "love at home" in tongan with the children singing parts and everything.
After an international dinner, Dave explained that Bahais recite written prayers from their prayer book. After another beautiful song He invited us all to take turns saying a prayer, either from the prayer book or in whatever manner we wished. Matthew started and we went around the circle praying for the people of Japan. What a great spirit was felt in that room. We heard mormon prayers and bahai prayers. Prayers in english, Tongan, and Samoan. This divers group of people, men, women, children, were all united in faith.
We then listened as the Tongan families sang a worship song in Samoan to close the gathering. Truly, when 2 or more are gathered in the name of the Lord, there spirit can be felt. It was a great evening to raise our voices and our faith to help our brothers and sisters who need help. After everyone else had left, Dave invited us to the Bahai new years celebration that his congrigation was having the next day.
This man has been such an example of faith to me. Willing to and wanting to reach out to others of different faiths and celebrating the common ground of worship and praise. Using faith to help others in their time of need, and not hesitating to call on the faith of others. Thank you Dave for teaching me about faith and how to use it, live it, and share it.
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Mix and Mingle
We just got back from Matthew's first "camp out" as cub scout leader.We really had a great time. I remember the cucky, lame, weird skits, chants and music that the young boys would come up with when my brother was in scouts and I can testify that things have not changed. We watched for about an hour as funny little 10 year old boys acted out owls eating worms and chants in Samoan. Even the parents were yelling " lava, lava" or "enough, enough."
But we had a great time. My favorite part was a game called "mix and mingle" where everyone walks around dancing to the music till the leader yells a number at which everyone starts grabbing at each other in a mad panic trying to get that number of people in their group. It's like musical chairs but with people instead of chairs. The best part was when the leader yelled out 2 and Matthew and a sturdy samoan man run and grab each other in a big bear hug. They stand there hugging each other till the leader validates that they have 2 people in their group and the music starts again.
Another highlight was when we brought vegan hot dogs. Keep in mind this is a Samoan camp out. We were impressed that we got a few people to try our chips and salsa but the sauerkraut on the hot dogs was a no go. We really had a great time with a lot of laughs but I'm happy to be sleeping in my own bed tonight!
But we had a great time. My favorite part was a game called "mix and mingle" where everyone walks around dancing to the music till the leader yells a number at which everyone starts grabbing at each other in a mad panic trying to get that number of people in their group. It's like musical chairs but with people instead of chairs. The best part was when the leader yelled out 2 and Matthew and a sturdy samoan man run and grab each other in a big bear hug. They stand there hugging each other till the leader validates that they have 2 people in their group and the music starts again.
Another highlight was when we brought vegan hot dogs. Keep in mind this is a Samoan camp out. We were impressed that we got a few people to try our chips and salsa but the sauerkraut on the hot dogs was a no go. We really had a great time with a lot of laughs but I'm happy to be sleeping in my own bed tonight!
Fatu Ma Futi
I don't know if I posted about this already but one of our favorite palces to go is the local watering hole called Fatu Ma Futie. Fatu ma Futie is about 15 minutes from our fala - going the local speed limit of 25 miles per hour. The legend goes that Fatu and Futi were lovers and they were sailing in there canoe when a storm or really big wave or something knocked them out of the canoe and so they had to swim and they swam and swam and they were so tired that just before they made it to tutuila - they were from savaii which is an island about 300 miles away in western samoa- they drowned and these two matching rocks sprang up where they drowned together.......how romantic, despite the story, if you drown at fatu ma futie you have to be like the worst swimmer EVER since it's like waste high at the deepest part - but it still makes for a great swimming whole. And the two dead rocks make it a great view.
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Samoas A Tricky Place
So, Matthew and I have learned there are a lot of tricks to living in Samoa. If you know all the tricks then living here will be a breeze. For example, if you want fresh produce, the trick is to know when the shipment comes in and go shopping that day. Easy enough. Or if you want to pay a reasonable price for items the trick is to know which markets to go to to get it. For example, at one store Matthews maple syrup is $2.50 at another store the exact same bottle is $7.50.
On the passenger side of our car, to open the door you have to use the handle on the outside or, if the window is up you can lift up on the lock and the handle at the same time and after 5-6 tries you'll get it open. The trick to driving in samoa is a swerving wave motion to dodge all the potholes. Don't worry, it doesn't matter what side you're on because the person coming towards you is on your side of the road doing the same thing.
The trick to turning on lights in samoa is to flip the switch and then go about your business. When the light starts to dimly flicker all you have to do is throw a rag at it and it will come on full power. We learned that this was everyday knowledge and not just at our house when the neighborhood kids started coming over and already knew the trick.
The trick to getting clear-er water out of the tap is to turn it on in the morning and wait a few minutes for the water to start flowing. Then you leave it running till it's stopped running murky brown and it should be clear-er the rest of the day.
The trick to not having bugs in your Food is to keep EVERYTHING in the fridge or freezer. The trick to staying sane is to go to the beach often. The trick to being happy is being with the one you love and the trick to loving Samoa is having AMAZING friends that make all the other tricks worth it.
On the passenger side of our car, to open the door you have to use the handle on the outside or, if the window is up you can lift up on the lock and the handle at the same time and after 5-6 tries you'll get it open. The trick to driving in samoa is a swerving wave motion to dodge all the potholes. Don't worry, it doesn't matter what side you're on because the person coming towards you is on your side of the road doing the same thing.
The trick to turning on lights in samoa is to flip the switch and then go about your business. When the light starts to dimly flicker all you have to do is throw a rag at it and it will come on full power. We learned that this was everyday knowledge and not just at our house when the neighborhood kids started coming over and already knew the trick.
The trick to getting clear-er water out of the tap is to turn it on in the morning and wait a few minutes for the water to start flowing. Then you leave it running till it's stopped running murky brown and it should be clear-er the rest of the day.
The trick to not having bugs in your Food is to keep EVERYTHING in the fridge or freezer. The trick to staying sane is to go to the beach often. The trick to being happy is being with the one you love and the trick to loving Samoa is having AMAZING friends that make all the other tricks worth it.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Fa'i Samoa
One thing I LOVE about samoa is the road side stands where we buy Fa'i or bananas. Our favorite kind is the apple banana. Its short and fat and tart....which is why they are also known as Samoan bananas. Palagi bananas are long and skinny and have no flavor...these are the dole bananas that we are use to back home. 
I was also surprised to learn that there are tons of varieties of bananas and not just the palagi ones we are use to. There are bananas that they boil or bake every sunday that are kind of dry but go really well with coconut milk (what doesn't?) and there are bananas that they bake in the skin and they taste like they've been baked in brown sugar. They are so sweet I almost can't eat them. But I think this one variety takes the kake fa'i.
yes, it is as big as Matthew's head....and Matthew has a big head. This is a banana. It was given to us by a dear friend and neighbour.
The meat is a neon yellow and after you eat it you pee the same color.....sorry, TMI. You cut it in disks and fry it up. It has the texture of a dense banana bunt cake and taste like a mix between a banana and a sweet ulu.....if that makes sense. It was good but the "end result" had us a bit worried. We weren't sure if that was a sign of superior nutrition or bio-hazardous material.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
A Few High/Low Lights
Yesterday was fast sunday and I bore my testimony in Samoan....mostly.
We are almost finished redoing the counter tops so I will soon have a kitchen.
I get my new Samoan yoga mat today....The only one of it's kind!
I just went to the bathroom and as I went to flush a gecko started running around the inside of the bowl trying not to drowned....Matthew was gone so it took three tried but I finally got him. Just glad he didn't come out while I was indisposed.
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What's your motto? Do your best!
We are in the Mapusaga Fou 3rd ward. Matthew and I both have callings. We are joint teachers of the English primary class where we have kids ranging from a sunbeam to a 9 year old which makes our lessons very interesting. Matthew is also the cub master over 19 cub scouts. He was the obvious choice because all the boys were usually at our house anyway. When Matthew first received the calling the boys were up every day asking if it was scouts and Matthew has been very successful at getting the boys out. He usually has 150% attendance because even the boys scouts and neighborhood kids want to come.
Our latest adventure was taking the weblose scouts (10-11year old) and teaching them how to swim. I thought this would be easy, their surrounded by water for goodness sakes. Surly they know how to swim. Again, I assume to much. Since I was the resident expert (which is another frightening point) I was nominated to be the certifier. We had done this once before with all 18 boys so since we were only taking 7 I thought this would be a breeze.
First we had to find a place that was 
deep enough for them to dive into. You would thing, having the ocean at our doorstep this would be no big deal....wrongo. As you can see from the pictures, we had to fake it. It almost came up to their waste.....speaking of waste....I'm not sure if you can tell what those big white buildings are behind them.....that is the one and only sewer plant on the island, but I digress, back to the swimming.
The boys did quite well considering they didn't really know how to swim. A few came up coughing and hacking but in the end they all did all the requirements and earned their badge. Way to go boys! If you have to drowned it might as well be in a beautiful place like this.
Friday, February 4, 2011
Christmas in Samoa
Here are just a few highlights from our Christmas in Samoa 
It's made from a stack of books, a water jug and a lava lava. The ornaments are made from the gold wrappers of some yummy rochers. Perfect timing on the first gift of Christmas from Matthew!
He actually got four of them. Two on his back, one under his left arm and one under his belly button. We're not quite sure what they are but we thought it sure was thoughtful of Samoa.
This is our Samoan Christmas Tree
It's made from a stack of books, a water jug and a lava lava. The ornaments are made from the gold wrappers of some yummy rochers. Perfect timing on the first gift of Christmas from Matthew!These are my Christmas Jammies that Matthew picked out all by himself! I was so proud of him! No embroidered cats here!
These are Matthew's Christmas Jammies- I got him a real, traditional Samoan Tattoo....rrrar
This is what Samoa gave Matthew -
He actually got four of them. Two on his back, one under his left arm and one under his belly button. We're not quite sure what they are but we thought it sure was thoughtful of Samoa.We really had a great christmas here -80 degrees, sunshine, and celebrating our Saviour with the ones I love!
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Manuia Kerisimasi Matiu
Now the chase is over
yes, your finally here
I hope you've liked the journey
with family far and near
though we are so far away
with you I'm always home
and as long as were together
it doesn't matter where we roam
with you I have the things I need,
the love to get me through,
the laughter and the joy I feel
whenever I'm with you
so here's to more good memories
both home and far away
as long as were together
it doesn't matter where we stay
in the desert or the ocean
to the moon or just a star
I know if were together
then laughter's never far
Here are Tickets for 2 to Desert Star Playhouse
# 197643
# 197643
I love making memories with you!
I love you-
Jessica
I love you-
Jessica
Friday, October 15, 2010
"That's some high quality H2O"
How can something that brings such joy bring such pain and suffering too? First, the bad news, (I like the bad news first so the good news can linger because you know, “love lingers”) anyway, Several months after we arrived in AS we were having a conversation with a local friend in which he turned to us and asked, “so your boiling your water right”…
“ah, no, are we suppose to?”
Apparently everyone knew that you are suppose to boil your water before use. Everyone except the polongies who have never had to perform such a task as a necessity. (I don’t know if spoiled or blessed would be the right upu…um…word) So, we started buying bottled water and we immediately started feeling better. The physical symptoms that we thought were part of adjusting to a somewhat new diet, subsided. We thought we were home free.
Unfortunately, the water that is bottled off island and shipped in is no longer available. We started buying the local filtered water…the jury is still out on this one. After several kids have been from school sick with fevers, diarrhea, and vomiting because of the water, one teacher informed me that we aren’t suppose to use the water even for washing dishes.
One rainy Sunday afternoon matthew and I were so thirsty and had just ran out of our last bottle of water. “What are we going to do? I’m so thirsty!”
“Well duh, lets get some rain water. What do you think people did for thousands of years?”
So we put all our pans….all 2 of them, out on our car and caught about a gallon of some of the best tasting water we’ve had since we’ve been here! So we are hoping to use rain water for everything now, showering, cooking, cleaning, ect.. (side note: it is now our summer which means less rain. Since we have to wait till it rains to shower you can probably already smell us from the mainland)
As for the good news, we were led to this amazing cove by some great new friends the DaBells. They are AMAZING! and they brought us to this AMAZING beach. We felt rejuvenated, revitalized, and recharged as we climbed down in. It lifted our spirits and as we stepped into the water we couldn’t help but smile to once again have our feet in soft sand and the waves swirling around us, engulfing us in good juju. There are some things that are difficult about living on an island, especially here in AS. But then there is so much that makes up for it and makes life oh so good.
“ah, no, are we suppose to?”
Apparently everyone knew that you are suppose to boil your water before use. Everyone except the polongies who have never had to perform such a task as a necessity. (I don’t know if spoiled or blessed would be the right upu…um…word) So, we started buying bottled water and we immediately started feeling better. The physical symptoms that we thought were part of adjusting to a somewhat new diet, subsided. We thought we were home free.
Unfortunately, the water that is bottled off island and shipped in is no longer available. We started buying the local filtered water…the jury is still out on this one. After several kids have been from school sick with fevers, diarrhea, and vomiting because of the water, one teacher informed me that we aren’t suppose to use the water even for washing dishes.
One rainy Sunday afternoon matthew and I were so thirsty and had just ran out of our last bottle of water. “What are we going to do? I’m so thirsty!”
“Well duh, lets get some rain water. What do you think people did for thousands of years?”
So we put all our pans….all 2 of them, out on our car and caught about a gallon of some of the best tasting water we’ve had since we’ve been here! So we are hoping to use rain water for everything now, showering, cooking, cleaning, ect.. (side note: it is now our summer which means less rain. Since we have to wait till it rains to shower you can probably already smell us from the mainland)
As for the good news, we were led to this amazing cove by some great new friends the DaBells. They are AMAZING! and they brought us to this AMAZING beach. We felt rejuvenated, revitalized, and recharged as we climbed down in. It lifted our spirits and as we stepped into the water we couldn’t help but smile to once again have our feet in soft sand and the waves swirling around us, engulfing us in good juju. There are some things that are difficult about living on an island, especially here in AS. But then there is so much that makes up for it and makes life oh so good.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Zakiu he did climb the tree his Lord to see
In church this sunday I was helping with the 4-5 year old samoan class. As soon as I walked into the class already in progress half jumped up and yelled "Jeshka" the other half jumped up and yelled "Matthew." Since Jeshka is hard to say in Samoan and Matthew and I are always together most of the kid asume "Matthew" is another word for polongi and call me Matthew. After using most of the samoan I know.....No fu i lalu (sit down) Filemu (be reverent) and Vaai (look) We got the class somewhat settled down and back to the lesson. The lesson was on Zaccheus (see Luke 19) The rich man who climbed the tree to see Jesus. The teacher pulled out a picture of a white guy in a tree with Jesus looking at him. Of coarse, since its a picture of a polongi and the only polongi they have seen is Matthew they all jumped up again pointed at me and yelled Matiu. The teacher laughed and tried to tell them it was Zakiu, which sounds an awful lot like Matiu. There was no convincing them, Matiu climbed the tree to see Jesus and went to his house for dinner!
knock knock....who's there?
So after the little uh-oh incident we decide we needed to set up some ground rules for the kids. We made the kids all knock before coming in the house. This seemed to be a bit of a foreign concept for some. I'm sure because most of them live with family around and so knocking seems unnessesary but most of the kids caught on quickly. For others all it took was a few fasies and they got the idea. One boy in particular had a hard time but he is the cuttest and chubbiest of them all (I love the chubby ones!) so I tended to be more forgiving with him. But I knew I was getting through to him when after he came in he went over to the fridge door, knocked, and in broken English said, "can I come in?"
Uh-Oh
At times I get so frustrated with the language. I want so badly to speak to these people in their own toung but the words just don’t come and I have no idea what they are saying and I hear them speak and think I’ll never understand. And then there are other time I am quite proud of myself. The other day the kids were out in the plantation searching for coconuts or popos. I stuck my head out the door and hollard, “lua, oi ai uhoh?” (or in really retarted samoan, lua, you eating the center part of the young sprouted coconut?)(if I hear one word about my spelling i'll let ya have it! I can't spell in english, what makes you think I can spell in Samoan!) They all shook their heads and said they were still looking. With that I closed the door, smiled at myself for putting together a whole sentence in samoan and went about my business.
Next, I boiled water and hopped in the shower. Just as I got soap in my eyes I heard a knock on the door. “jeshka you uh-oh”
“ya I’m uh-oh! Go away!”
“Jeshka, you uh-oh” - at this point I realize that on the other side of the bathroom door is a 4 foot tall chubby samoan that dosen’t speak english. I panic as I hear the doorknob twist. I scream and yell the only other samoan word I know, “Lay ie!” or NO! (
The doorknobed stopped and I heard another voice translating what was going on. I said,” tell him to go away, I’ll be out in a minute.” I hurridly finished my shower and went out to find 3 little boys waiting with a fresh uhoh, or the center part of the coconut.
Next, I boiled water and hopped in the shower. Just as I got soap in my eyes I heard a knock on the door. “jeshka you uh-oh”
“ya I’m uh-oh! Go away!”
“Jeshka, you uh-oh” - at this point I realize that on the other side of the bathroom door is a 4 foot tall chubby samoan that dosen’t speak english. I panic as I hear the doorknob twist. I scream and yell the only other samoan word I know, “Lay ie!” or NO! (
The doorknobed stopped and I heard another voice translating what was going on. I said,” tell him to go away, I’ll be out in a minute.” I hurridly finished my shower and went out to find 3 little boys waiting with a fresh uhoh, or the center part of the coconut.
Lord of the Flies
“Jessica, come quick, and watch your step!”….not exactly the call I was expecting this early in the morning. I was hoping more for “breakfast is ready” but this morning I wasn’t really in the mood for what was being served. I walked into the kitchen to see Matthew crouched down on the floor with a paper towel. He looked up at me, “look” he pointed to the floor which was covered with hundreds of maggots. I squealed, but this time it wasn’t so gleeful. I ran to grab the paper towels. “Where are they coming from?” “they hatched last night and now their coming out of the garbage” for the next hour we cleaned up these creepy crawly critters coming from who knows where. I would pick one up in the paper towel and then another and another and then they would crawl out so we learned you have to pop them or they are still alive. We would clean up a part of the kitchen and then go to another area and come back and it would be covered again. So we spent the morning clean, sweeping, moping, and cleaning again. As we ate we eyed our food very closely and watched our step. They seem to be subsiding now….I haven’t seen one in several minutes!
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