Saturday, 18 May 2013

a day in the life...

... of a Bible-translating Mum, during a week of Bible Consultant checking.

My night was rather disturbed, and ended at 6.10am with a very wakeful baby smiling and kicking next to me. Fortunately her joy is contagious and I make the most of having a 20-minute lie-in! I just hope her squeals haven't woken our translation consultant, Pierre Barassounon, who is staying with us for the week.

From 6.30 until 8.30 we go through our usual pre-work-and-school routine, getting ourselves and the children up, dressed and fed. I also hand-wash yesterday's nappies, as I probably won't have time later. I even have five minutes to sit down for a breather before heading off to the office at about 8.25.

I arrive at the office at about 8.26 – it isn't a long commute! – and find Pierre already at his computer, Philémon sweeping the floor (as the youngest member of the team he automatically takes on this task) and the Pastor Samuel getting his things in order. When everyone has set up we usually begin with a short devotion, but today Pierre simply prays for our day of work.

We are working on the Book of Proverbs and have already checked the first two chapters with Pierre last time we had a week of work with him.

We get started – Philémon reads one verse in Monkolé and Pastor Samuel translates it very literally into French. Pierre has the Hebrew text plus various other helps open on his computer. I have the Monkolé, two French, one English and the Hebrew version open, plus my own notes from the work we did together as a team. For many of the verses Pierre just says, "Good, next verse." Sometimes he asks a few questions to help him understand what the Monkolé version really says, then says it is fine. Other times he suggests ways in which we could improve our version, and we try to find a more accurate rendering which still sounds natural in Monkolé. I type all corrections into my computer, and the translators also put them onto paper so we can double-check the computer version later.

The discussions often turn up interesting insights about the Monkolé culture. For example the verse which says (to paraphrase) that a thief who steals to satisfy his hunger will be understood, even though he must still be punished. Apparently in Monkolé culture you are allowed to pick and eat someone's crops if you are hungry – but you must cook and eat it on the spot. In the past, people whose fields were beside the road would even leave a small fire so that hungry travellers could stop and re-fuel! So the idea of this being theft seemed difficult … though I pointed out that crops are not available all year round, so there must be some time of year where it would be more difficult for someone hungry to find food!

We work from 8.30am till about 12.40pm, with a half an hour break at 10.30am. We then break for lunch and rest-hour, and come back to work at 3. Our lunch is always sent up from the village, so when I get home I just have to feed the baby and then we can tuck in.

Leaving again at 3pm is the hard bit for me, as I usually only work mornings, and it is a wrench to leave my 6 month-old baby, especially now that she is more aware of what is going on!

In the afternoon we work from 3pm until about 5.45pm, with a 15-minute break midway. It is hot (between 37°C and 39°C) and there isn't much air, so we are all dripping! But team spirit is good, and we work well together. We have worked together often enough to appreciate each other's strengths and to know how to encourage each other.

When I get home I feed the baby again, and by the time I've finished my husband has the tea on the table. He is a real support during these intensive weeks of checking. After that it is bed- and bathtime, and by the time we get to sit down and relax it is about 8.30pm. We'll be in bed by 10, for another warm night of disturbed sleep!

Pastor Samuel reading:


Pierre listening:


Corrections by Philémon:


A banner made for us by Marc, Simon and Benjy:




Sunday, 28 April 2013

flamboyant

In dry season the ground is bare, but the flame trees get busy! They are called "flamboyant" in French, which is fitting.



In this final photo, taken of our compound from the path to the village, the flame trees are clearly visible, looking far closer than they actually are.



Thursday, 25 April 2013

hard work or working hard

I thought I would show you an example of my translation notes, ie. my questions and comments to discuss with the team. I work from a draft in Monkolé and compare with the Hebrew, using a commentary and translators' tools. I have translated them from French/Monkolé into English where necessary.

Leviticus:
7:1 "This shall be a very holy thing" - this is the same expression as in 6:18 and 6:22 so needs to be revised either here or there
7:2 "kaakooò" - should this just have 2 "o"s ?
7:3 "the fat that covers the inner parts" - same expression as in 3:3 so probably needs to be revised either here or there
7:4 the whole verse is the same as 3:4 so probably needs to be revised either here or there
7:5 "before the LORD" - should be "to the LORD"
7:6 "Among the priests the males may eat..." - does this give the impression that there are female priests? if so we need to change it

Just an example of my work … not something that many people would find it interesting to read through for very long!

So … hard work or working hard? A friend of mine wrote a blog post on this subject last year (sorry no link, as my slow connection won't allow me to go looking for it). It was the title that impressed me. The difference he made between "hard work" and "working hard" was that it is fairly easy – especially as a pastor, or indeed a missionary – to have a full schedule and to give the impression that you are working hard. But that full schedule can become an excuse for not doing the hard (ie. difficult) work that God is actually calling you to.

What my friend identified as hard work were things like mending or working on relationships, or really examining your own habits and attitudes and rooting out those which don't please God. If you are working in a dysfunctional team, it might mean facing up to this and being ready to sit down with the team and talk things out. These are acts which traditionally would be seen as part of spiritual discipline or fighting against the flesh. We are all capable of filling up our time with activities that sound worthwhile to other people, but God knows which really necessary tasks we are avoiding. He can also help us to find the courage to get stuck into them!

What I find hardest in my own work is the daily grind. There are parts of my translation work which I love and find very motivating, particularly when we're working together as a team. But then there are the mornings in the office where not all the team is there, and so I have to push myself to spend hours working on my own, reading (sometimes rather dry) verses in Hebrew, looking at different translations/interpretations and comparing it with the way it's been drafted in Monkolé. Sometimes it is downright boring. I don't like to say that when I'm working with God's word, but I'm in Leviticus at the moment, and it is passage after passage of detailed prescriptions for different sacrifices … and I have to look into all the details, as you saw above! It is partly a personality thing – I'm good at managing several different things at once, and not so good with monotony.

But even in monotony I can be serving God. While an upfront Scripture-expounding, worship-leading, congregation-exhorting ministry might seem more rewarding (though of course there is a lot of background work to public ministry), God is just as interested in the way we continue to serve Him in the nitty-gritty boringness of day-to-day life. Whether I'm checking the exact meaning of the "guilt offering" or changing a baby's nappy, it's good to remember that if that's what God has got me doing, I can do it to His glory. And while that might sound like a cliché, it's also my reality! So … what is the hard work God might be asking you to do for Him?*

*This is not, of course, a question I'm expecting answers to in my comments section ;-)

Sunday, 14 April 2013

vicki's visit

My friend Vicki and I met first at sixth form college, and then ended up together at Derwent College in York University. We were in the Christian Union together. We were facebook friends but not in touch very often when last year I saw I'd been "mentioned" in a facebook post. Vicki was looking for anyone with contacts in schools in francophone Africa, and another mutual friend had suggested she try me.

To cut a long story short, Vicki is now in Benin for three months working to support and train primary school teachers. She is based in Parakou, but we saw each other (for the first time in about fifteen years!) at Day of Prayer at the beginning of March, and then she came up to visit for a long weekend last weekend.

It was such fun to catch up with her and share lots of bits of the last fifteen years!! Here is a link to her blog - interesting to get the perspective of someone new to Benin! And here is a photo of Vicki and me:


A photo she took of me and Marc:


And a photo she took of me and the kids outside our church:


So ... does anyone else out there have skills they would like to use to help here in Benin?

Tuesday, 9 April 2013

time out

I won't go on too much about the heat during hot season, but it is HOT. Night-times too, and it does get wearing to be waking up every morning feeling sticky and yuck! So even before hot season we had planned that we would have a long weekend at Bembéréké over Easter, and that was something to look forward to through the March heat. Not only do they have 24-hour electricity and therefore fans at night, they are in a completely different climate zone to us. So they are already having rains, which does mean mosquitoes, but also meant much fresher air!

Our friend Esther came up from Parakou to celebrate Easter with us. Here she is with Eve and her niece Ola (whose mother Jeanne-Mireille was my midwife).


Here is a close-up of the Easter cake I made (thanks to Stevie who brought the chocolate eggs back from Europe for us!). A friend said after tasting it that it was the nicest thing she'd put in her mouth for a long time! ("Favorite chocolate cake" from the "Wild Boar on the Kitchen Floor" cookbook, with lemon butter icing and Kinder praline-filled mini-eggs!)


I had hoped that it might be cooler here by now ... but no! We were welcomed back with temperatures of over 40°C again. We've had a couple of storms, but I don't think there'll be any real rain for quite some time.

Friday, 29 March 2013

Happy Easter!

We are just off to celebrate Easter with our friends in Bembéréké (Eve's birth place). Here's a photo of us in front of the maternity wing with my mum in January.


A joyful Easter to all! Jesus is risen - Hallelujah!


Saturday, 23 March 2013

progress

In Simon's history lesson we were supposed to be talking about the differences that electricity and running water had brought during the 20th century. This wasn't as easy as it might have been with your average 6 year old living in Europe. We had to look at photos and say what the old object had been replaced with.

We looked at the photo of a flat iron … and I realised that Simon has more often seen one of these (used by our seamstress in the village) than an electric iron. I don't quite dare to plug in ours in case it sends our solar power system crashing (plus I'm lazy and it's hot enough already here!).

Then we looked at the photo of an old village pump.

"What do you think this has been replaced by, Simon?"

"Um … a foot pump like in our village?" (Although at home we have a well, an electric pump, a storage tank on our roof, and therefore running water in the house, the pump in our village was a more obvious equivalent!)

Then there was a picture of a gas lamp, and Simon said, "Candles and battery-powered lamps!" … again, we do have electric lighting installed, but we can't use it all the time! How exciting it will be to visit Europe this summer!!

Still, we have managed to teach him about some things which are not in his everyday experience. In his Art lesson I asked him when people plant fields in Europe and he did know that it was in the Spring. Phew!

Simon at school – we are very blessed to have a room set apart for school in another building on our property.