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| A worship time, teaching, prayer, and meal took place in this house in the village. They were all overjoyed that I was going to take this picture back to America with me. |
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| Ditta's older sister, Pipit cooking duck (??!) for us for dinner out in the hut in the backyard. She's the one that is the CCC staff worker with her husband. |
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| Ditta in the kitchen. Also cooking. |
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| The rice fields with Ditta and Pipit's youngest sister and their oldest sister's baby. |
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| The "sawah" (rice fields) again. |
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| Riding with Mas Nur (Pipit's husband, CCC staff worker) through the "kebun karet" (gum garden/plantation). If you look closely you will see the little tin jars on the sides of all the trees to collect the gum. |
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| A typical set up for the Idul Fitri holidays. We stopped by about 12 friends and families houses to visit and they all forced us to eat their typical Idul Fitri snacks. I'm so glad Ramadan is over - now I don't have to go hide when I eat food in the daylight! |
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| A funeral we attended while in Pulung Kencana. One of the elders of the church passed away. This is the burial, much less formal than in the U.S. Some people were still wearing their pajamas. |
1 comment:
So, there were a lot of Christians "forcing" you to eat the Idul Fitri snacks at there places? Or was practically everyone in Pulang Kencana you visited muslim? Also, is your Indonesian a lot better despite not having classes yet? Somehow my Indonesian class went from 2 people last semester to 6 now, with 3 of them Malaysian students. :D
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