The following post was started but I never got to finish, but it's a significant part of our life here....
Ndu has been our home for just over a week now. We are developing routines, and adjusting to a new perspective on life's necessities. Electricity and water, something we are accustomed to not concern ourselves with in the Western world. Yet here, we realize the value and and appreciation to have these items on hand.
Yesterday we had our first whole day of no water. Ironically, most of the village on Ndu recieved tap water only once a week. On other days water is received from the stream, down the hill from our house.
Because it is only available by tap once a week, the rest of the days, many are receiving it from the stream, down the hill from where we are living. So, from early in the morning, about 5:30 - at sunrise, there is a steady stream of people walking past our house, carrying water up the hill to New Town. Water is carried on the head, or by hand in anything that will hold water, pulled and pushed on carts, by young and old.
Here are just a few photos of the work that is needed for daily water.
|Waiting for the cartons to fill|
|Ben helping to push|
|A boy plays while he rests|
|Just saying hi|
Not drop lost!!