Togo is located east of Ghana and west of Benin in western Africa

Togo is located east of Ghana and west of Benin in western Africa
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Wednesday, December 28, 2016

September to December

A summary-

Again, I haven’t written a post for awhile.  First, because I’m pregnant and tired ALL THE TIME.  Second, because the last months have been quite depressing.  Our truck has had all kinds of problems, at one point, leaving us without a vehicle for over a week.  We couldn’t seem to get the go ahead on the house we want to move into.  Everything is always breaking.  There’s always lots of bugs in the house.  The Internet stinks.  The water goes out for a couple days, as well as the electricity going in and out.  I could go into detail on all these things, but that would just be more depressing.  So I’ll skip the depressing months and look forward to what I can only hope to be our crazy busy months before heading to the United States for furlough…  January, fix up the house.  February, get settled in at the house.  March, get ready for furlough.  Amongst our normal school routine and being pregnant.  We can do this!

A little more on the house-

We originally planned to stay in our current house for 18 months until another certain house opened up, but after finding out this other house wouldn’t be available, we began looking at other options.  When I first saw the house we are now fixing up, I was quite disappointed, it’s in disrepair and would need a lot of work.  Unfortunately, there aren’t a lot of houses to choose from in Dapaong.  This particular house is in a good location in so far as Internet, water, electricity, American friends, and CLET are concerned and is a good size for our family.  I quickly changed my mind and began thinking of how we could fix it up.  The second time I saw the house, after 6 months of waiting on the owner to sign a contract, I was again disappointed, but now we’ve put so many months and thoughts into it and have the keys that we can’t really turn back now.  It’s finally time to “flip that house”!  I hope and pray it looks completely different in 1 month.  Please pray things go smoothly (this will take a lot of prayers, because rarely do things go smoothly it seems), so that I’ll be excited to share before and after pictures in my next post.

Baby update-

We saw our healthy baby via ultrasound 2 days before Christmas.  We were hoping to share with grandparents on Christmas whether they have another granddaughter or grandson, but unfortunately we couldn’t get a clear enough picture to tell.  Maybe this will be our first surprise baby.


Christmas fun with friends-

A fellow LCMS missionary family from Ghana, the McDermotts, came all the way up to Dapaong for Christmas.  Our kids have loved spending time with them (and so have we).  Although the long, napless days have been tiring for this pregnant lady - from playing at the CLET to swimming, decorating Christmas cookies, (long) church services, and enjoying playing with Christmas presents with each other - they had a blast and will miss their new friends.





The Good News-

Our Savior was born on Christmas day to come and take our sins away.  No matter how bad our days seem to get in this sin filled world, we can rejoice in knowing that Christ was born to die for us and rise in victory to forgive all our sins.  Joy to the world, the Lord is come!

Sunday, October 23, 2016

Summer "Vacation"

The other professors' wives would ask me, “How’s your summer vacation going?”  I’d simply reply, good, but really, there was no vacation about it.  When I hear the word vacation, I think, where are we going?  After traveling so much over the past 2 years, this year has been “boring” (using Sam’s favorite word from this summer).  Even more so because there are no play grounds to go to.  So we often turn our furniture into a playground….


Not everyone was "bored" at home all summer.  Micah was able to travel to Ivory Coast for the ordination of 4 men who graduated from the CLET...  


Meanwhile at home, one of the trees fell over in the back yard and the kids had a new playground…


Micah received an African outfit from one of the churches he visited in Ivory Coast, which Sam was quick to try on. Presenting the wise man of the Wildauer clan...



Micah brought home some cocoa pods from Ivory Coast.  The kids really enjoyed pulling the beans out of the pods and then a few weeks later, after the beans had fermented and dried, we made chocolate…



Our kids playing with the neighborhood kids…



After Sam learned about the 10 highest mountains in the world and mountain climbing in school, we took a little trip to the Grotte aux Greniers de Nagou, otherwise known as the caves in Nagou...  


The actual mountain climbing wasn’t quite what Sam had learned about.  There was a ladder to climb down to the grotto and up when finished, instead of rocks…


Looking into the cave where people used to live…


Climbing down and walking along the mountain side was a challenge at times with the youngest two.  Can you imagine families living on the side of this mountain?…


Our summer “vacation” ended the end of August as the next school year started.  Here’s a picture of all the students and their families… 




And here’s a drawing, by Samuel, of our growing family…



The kids are all super excited to meet their new baby in May!


Saturday, June 25, 2016

1st School Year at the CLET


Our family at the opening and closing services of the CLET’s 2015-2016 school year.  Consider these our first and last day of kindergarten pictures.  One might see how much our kids have gotten bigger or how much Micah has gotten smaller, but I see so much more.  I see just how poorly put together we were back in August.  Living out of our suitcases still after having moved into our house the day before, not knowing how anyone else would be dressed, what was appropriate, what wasn’t.  I remember sitting through the opening service in the far back, watching everyone’s moves, trying to take it all in, on top of translating French to English (to myself in the head) and keeping my kids (half way) under control.  It was exhausting!  The closing service was much different.  I wasn’t watching everyone’s moves.  I’ve (kind of) learned local behaviors.  I didn't have to watch my children.  They were sitting with the other kids and I was sitting with the women’s school and singing and dancing in front of everyone.

We’ve been here through a whole school year.  We arrived in Dapaong just a few days before this past school year started and now we’ve reached the closing of the school year.

A lot of days have felt like the following picture.  Our kids looking like monkeys on display for all to stare at.



The next picture is how we see our kids every day.  Our kids acting like monkeys and we have to somehow raise them up right.


There have been many “boring” days where our kids have just wanted to play with their cousins or friends back in the States or go to a playground, but most days the kids go to bed happy from all the fun they had (especially now that we have a little pool).


We’ve grown a custom to living here (somewhat).  Yet we still have a lot to learn and grow.  Especially our kids… (David planted himself in the garden to grow, and that’s what he’s doing, soaking everything in and growing).


Sam has grown a lot this year.  He started kindergarten in January and is soaking everything in.  He’s learning how to write in cursive and how to read.  He especially enjoys reading books to his sister.  He’s learned a lot about God’s creation, including how plants grow and is enjoying watching his garden grow.


Liza enjoys preschool, whether her teacher is Mama or Sam.  She goofily takes it all in.


In the end, our family has graduated "kindergarten"...but there's still a lot more to learn.

Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Wildlife and Bugs?!

I had a request for a blog post about what kind of wildlife and bugs we see on a regular basis.  Well, we don’t live in East Africa, we don’t have amazing African Safaris here, no lions, zebras, giraffes, or elephants…that I know of.  We have been to Hippo Lake in Mango, Togo where we’ve spotted bumps of hippos popping out of the water, but that’s the most exciting wildlife we’ve seen in Togo. 

In reality, there are many similar animals and insects here as in the United States, such as beetles, roaches, termites, millipedes, ants, flies, dragonflies, birds, bats, cats, dogs, pigs, cows, goats, donkeys, chickens.  Here they are much more visible though.  The creepy crawlies are inside and outside the home- as much as you try to keep them out.  The animals, except for donkeys (which are always seen tied up and pulling things) are found roaming all around town, scrounging the ground for any food-garbage they can find all day long, and then they go home at night. 


Some of the bugs look a little different here, like this millipede:



This is one of our “friends”.  We have a few geckos that live with us to cut down on the insect population.



This next picture was taken on our wall outside.  I’m not sure what these bugs are called, but I call them “red” bugs or “ackee” bugs.  Circled below are the stages of growth.  We had a bit of an infestation of these red bugs inside and outside of our house, thanks to our lovely ackee trees (February post), NOT.  These bugs were all over the ackee fruit/nut when in season and even made it inside where they started laying their eggs all over our walls and furniture.  Little orange dots here and there and everywhere.  The little orange dots changed to red dots after a few days and the next day those dots started moving.  Thankfully we saw them and were able to get rid of most of them and cleaned up all the fallen ackee and their nuts.  There are still a bunch around the trees, but most of these annoying, but pretty much harmless bugs, are out of our house now, except for a handful that fly in every night.


We don’t have any chickens or goats of our own yet, but we do let these 3 animals live inside our wall.  Sometimes we even bathe them!


This is not our tree, but we do have bats in our mango tree.  We hear them squeaking every night.  I really hope they don’t bite into ALL of our mangos.  I’d really like to eat at least ONE of our own mangos this year.  Soon they will be ripe enough to see.


Some of these cows are on the national highway.  We are on a dirt road a long the national highway.  You can see a dead tree on the far left of the picture that is set up as a barricade for the highway.


I’m sure you see the goat on top of the luggage of van in front of us, but also notice the overloaded semi in front of him which has a handful of men sitting on top of the bags of charcoal or rice or corn or all of the above.  This is a very normal picture.



Wednesday, April 20, 2016

Typhoid Fever

I can’t say I’ve ever had a fever as bad as this fever.  I’ve written a few blog posts while fighting a fever before, but there was no writing of a post during this one.

Let’s back up a few weeks to the beginning of my bout with typhoid.  Incubation period is usually 1-2 weeks.  I’m not sure when or where I got it.  It could have been anywhere from a hand shake to a fly landing on my food.  Who knows, but I got it.  Feces from someone else who’s gone through what I’ve gone through got in me.  How disgusting!  But that’s not as bad as the 24+ hours that I had the fever.  

Sunday afternoon I was making mango muffins with Sam and I started feeling sick.  Shortly after I could feel my temperature rising.  I could feel something going through my veins.  I started getting chills (a feeling I haven’t felt in a long time) and achy in places, so I laid down.  The kids kept coming in and I kept sending them away.  I kept drifting in and out of sleep.  A few hours later I was achy all over and needing to go to the bathroom all the time.  I'll spare you the details.  I couldn’t just stay in there though, I didn’t have the energy to sit up.  I kept going back in forth with the worst vertigo I’ve ever had.  Thankfully, I had furniture and walls to help keep my balance, sort of, though I never fell.  We have a couple of Malaria tests on hand, so Micah tested me.  Negative.  When I wasn’t in the bathroom I was sleeping.  I slept the most I’ve ever slept for 24 hours minus all the runs to the bathroom.  Too bad I couldn’t enjoy it more.  I couldn’t seem to convince myself that I needed to go to the clinic though.

Thank the Lord, after taking care of the kids for 24 hours straight by himself while monitoring my condition, my husband decided I needed to go to the clinic.  Was it more for him or me?  I’m just kidding, he loves me!  I was a little hesitant to go still.  I didn’t want to pick up any other sickness.  At the same time, I wasn’t sure I could get up and walk around.  I didn’t think I could make the car ride without needing a bathroom.  The clinic is really close to our house, but I didn’t know if they had a bathroom or what the conditions might be.  Shortly after being told we were going, I conceded and hoped for the best.  

We arrived and after asking a few people where to go, we found ourselves in an office  of a lady who was speaking with another young woman and toddler sitting up on a nearby cot.  They weren’t there to be seen though, they were clearly visiting with the lady who in turn was asking us a few questions.  So after, a man came in and asked us more questions.  Around here doctors, nurses, random people sitting in a doctors office, and whomever do not introduce themselves nor do they wear any kind of uniform or badge.  We had no idea who we were talking to, but they were asking us questions and writing in my “carnet”.  There are no files of records here.  Every person who goes to a medical facility is issued their own “carnet” (little book) in which symptoms, diagnosis, lab test results, prescriptions, etc. are written down.  I was checked for malaria again, but it was negative.  He wanted to check my blood for a few other possibilities.

He walked me to the lab to have my blood drawn and tested only to find out the lab was closed for the day.  But the doctor tracked down one of the lab technicians for us.  We watched the technician like a hawk.  Well, I wanted to, but I was a little out of it, so I watched more like a pelican.  I did see the needle was new, but it didn't seem like he put anything on the cotton ball to clean my skin. I hope I’m wrong.  

After the blood test, the doctor asked if I wanted to lay down while we waited for results.  Thank the Lord!  I was so exhausted, achy, sweaty, out of it.  Of course I wanted to lay down.  He took us to a small room with 4 cots in it.  One had someone’s belongings on it.  For just a second I was hesitant about laying down on the cot. Who knows if it was clean or not.  But only for a second, ugh, I was way to exhausted to do anything but lay down.  While we waited, another person came in and laid on another bed.  The results came back and the doctor explained them to Micah.  There are no privacy laws here, others could definitely hear the results. White blood cells- normal, hemoglobin- good, another test for malaria- negative.  Typhoid fever- positive.  Wow!  

Didn’t see that coming.  Of course I didn’t really see much of anything coming.  Micah said they’d have to give me one injection right away, then we’d have to come back in the morning to get another injection.  First, Micah had to go buy the goods from the pharmacy which fortunately is right there on site.  The doctor warned me that I might feel like I need to throw up during the injection.  Oh, great!  It ended up just being a metallic taste in my mouth.  We were done.  We went home for the night.  It wasn’t too long after that when I started to feel much better.  The fever went away and the aches and vertigo weren’t as bad.  I wasn’t quite as delirious as I had been.  It wasn’t until this point that I realized how out of it I was.  

We went in the next morning.  The doctor just happened to be walking in at the same time and he took us straight into the lab to give them my stool sample, even though there was a line- of some sort.  There was hardly anyone there the day before, but they only take stool samples (amidst other samples) between 7 and 8 a.m. followed by handing out the results at 11am, so there were quite a few people there that morning.  He showed me where to go to get the injection.  I was really able to watch this time.  I watched her mix the powder with the water (that came with the powder in a little container that said clean water).  I watched her fill the needle.  I watched her clean my skin.  I watched her stick me.  I watched her push it slowly into my arm.  I watched it all.  And I realized even more how delirious I was the day before.  When she was done, we went home.  We’d have to go back at 11 to find out the results of the stool sample.  Most everyone else just waited the 4 hours around the clinic.  

I didn’t actually go back with Micah to get my results.  He was able to get my results and talk to the doctor without me being there.  That’s when Micah found out he is actually a registered nurse, not a doctor.  Thanks America for having badges!  

None-the-less, I am now feeling much better.  I’m still taking another antibiotic to completely get rid of the typhoid, or so we hope and pray.  I’m not really up for eating much yet.  Although, I have made myself eat one of those mango muffins which Sam I were making oh so long ago.  We are being even more cleanly about things and praying that nobody else in our family gets sick too.  Thank you for your prayers as well.

Thanks to Valerie, a fellow LCMS missionary here, for watching the kids during our trips to the clinic and Bekah for being my go to state-side nurse for questions!  :)


Oh, and for reference, I did take the typhoid vaccine before coming here.  It’s only effective about 48% of the time though.

Sunday, March 6, 2016

Top 10 Differences

Living in Dapaong, Togo compared to Milwaukee, WI

1. Often electricity goes out a few times a day (or more). 
2. 100 degrees Fahrenheit in February.
3. You don’t stop to kill every bug you see, just the creepiest ones.
4. It’s always hot.  Even in the mornings when the guards are wearing their long sleeves and it feels nice to us, it’s still actually hot.
5. 1 month (or more) of dust in Milwaukee = 1 day of dust in Dapaong. 
6. You have to clean every day, not only because of the dust, but all the dead bugs that didn’t make it through the night.
7. Things break way too easily.
8. Occasionally the water goes out for a few hours (or more).
9. Often people don’t drive the right direction.
10. People - even children! - can walk, ride bikes, herd cattle, sell stuff, and take naps on the national highway.


This video was taken in August during the rainy season.  Not much has changed, except for the lack of puddles, the craziness is very much normal.

I had to trim down the video a lot to upload it to my blog, this is probably 1/3 of the road through Dapaong.  Dapaong is known as a market town.  You can see a lot of little shops along the road where people try to sell things that they've bought off of semis traveling through Dapaong from the port in Lomé to Burkina Faso.  Imagine a town wide garage sale and that's pretty much Dapaong every day of the year.  Many clothes and shoes that are donated to Africa from Goodwill or other donors can be found here for very cheap.  

Saturday, February 13, 2016

Ackee

We were told we had 2 cashew trees in our yard. Our guardians were certain of it too.  Yummy!   Then we researched how to prepare cashews.  Wow, not easy, in fact, not really safe.  Come to find out, we don’t have cashew trees.  After seeing the inside of the fruit, we realized they weren’t cashews.  We did more research and finally found a picture of what’s growing on our trees.  


Ackee!  Ever heard of it?  I hadn’t.  Ackee is actually the national fruit of Jamaica.  Ackee trees originated in West Africa and were imported to Jamaica in the 1700s.  Ackee has been banned in the United States because it’s toxic.  Well, not when it’s ripe, but if you pick an ackee before it’s ripe and pry it open, it is toxic.  It causes what the Jamaicans call “Jamaican Vomiting Sickness” which often leads to death.  Thankfully, it’s easy to tell when they are ripe, because they break open on their own, revealing their black seeds. 


I have now tried ackee raw and also boiled & sautéed.  It tastes alright, not great, but not bad.  It was actually similar to scrambled eggs when boiled and then sautéed, but a little nutty.  


I haven’t thrown up yet, so no toxicity.  However, the three times I’ve eaten some, I’ve felt sick and had to make a few extra trips to the bathroom…  I don’t think I’ll be trying it again.  

Here’s to hoping our Mango tree bears good fruit!

Tuesday, January 19, 2016

Eating Like Americans in Africa


Never have I used so much oil!  I was shocked when I saw our 3L bottle of oil was almost gone in less than a month.  I never used that much oil in a whole year when living in the States.  I still try not to use much oil, but Africans love to use oil.  I felt so sick to my stomach thinking about how our family had ingested all that oil in less than a month.  We asked our house helper to use less and now a 3L bottle of oil lasts about 2 months, but that still seems like a lot of oil (fat).  Somehow we aren’t gaining weight though, in fact Micah and I (mostly Micah) are losing weight.  It’s not just from sweating either.  Instead, it’s because we don’t have many processed foods or fast food at all.  We drink more purified water and eat a lot of fresh produce that hasn’t had a bunch of chemicals, oil, and sugars added to it.  So we can add as much fat and sugar as we like and are still consuming less than we did in the U.S.  As long as I don’t make too many cookies anyway.  Bad addiction.

I didn't have any pictures to add to this post, so I took some pictures of the food we have here.
In our fridge:  We have lots of drinks (mainly water), margarine, mayonnaise, yummy pork broth (from cooking a bunch of pork in our pressure cooker), leftovers, yogurt, watermelon, cabbage, tomatoes, cucumbers, carrots, bananas, plantain, finger paint, hard boiled eggs (raw eggs we keep out of the fridge), chocolate!, butter, ketchup, mustard, parmesan cheese (from the States), homemade ranch dressing, play-doh, more beverages, and jelly.  Everything was purchased here except for the parmesan cheese, ziplock containers, and pitcher.

I’m still working on perfecting a variety of dishes to prepare for our family.  Most of our meals start with a salad or have some kind of vegetable and end with a fruit for dessert.  There are a few dishes my family sees often.  Having little kids, mac and cheese & hot dogs was the first perfected dish.  We can get many varieties of pasta and Laughing Cow cheese (“The Cow Who Laughs” is the reverse-translation from the French).  That’s pretty much the only kind of cheese; the local cheese just doesn't cut it for us Wisconsinites.  The hot dogs are imported and chicken based, but surprisingly pretty good—maybe that’s because they’re processed!  My spaghetti sauce from tomato paste isn’t the best yet, but we’re getting there.  I’ve been trying to use my Italian seasonings sparingly, since I don’t have a lot, nor can I buy more here.  I think our favorite dish so far is a made up Mexican rice dish.  Our house helper makes us a pot of beans in a tomato sauce each week and I make some rice and add some taco seasoning and laughing cow cheese and/or sour cream (old homemade yogurt).  The first time I tried mixing all these things, I could almost taste Chipotle Mexican Grill…almost!

In our little pantry:  Top left we have my "Pseudo-American" shelf of items which are mostly found here, except for some of my baking ingredients - cream of tartar, vanilla, and food coloring - along with the cheddar cheese & sour cream powders which came from the States.  Top right we have my African and American shelf: pasta, rice, corn meal, beans, milk powder, tomato paste, chicken bouillon, curry powder, bags, skewers, and matches.  Bottom left we have my all American shelf, the Coca-Cola and potatoes are from here though.  The Ziplock container is full of food from the States like Gatorade powder, pepperoni, pre-cooked bacon (well there once was), M&Ms and granola bars.  The bottom right is my all African shelf, ignames (yams) and in the back are our 2 African cooking pots and a grinding pot.

So after 5 months of living in Africa we are still finding new foods and trying new things, but we have thankfully found enough foods thus far to survive well!  A few other foods I’ve tried and we’ve all really liked, but just don’t make every week because of time and/or lack of ingredients, are pizza, cole slaw, cheeseburger soup, tortillas, cinnamon rolls, & pulled pork.

In our little freezer (someday we will get around to getting a solar chest freezer):  The bottom drawer has meat, cheese, and frozen water bottles.  The middle drawer has vegetables.  The top drawer has flour, sugar, coffee, milk powder, and FanIce (ice cream).

Foods we can’t get here that we ate a lot of in the states include good meat, bacon, pepperoni, ground beef, lunch meat, cheese (except Laughing Cow), broccoli, sweet corn, grapes, berries, strawberries, most seasonings, powdered sugar, good breakfast food, American chocolate (we have found a place with European chocolates though that are quite satisfying), chips (except for Pringles, oddly enough), real ice cream and custard.

It definitely helps that we have an excellent house helper that cooks 2 African dishes for us each week (which actually turns into 4 or more meals with leftovers).  She also comes early enough to make breakfast 3 times a week.  That only leaves 14 other meals I have to plan and prepare during the week.  I figured the other day, if we didn’t have a house helper who helped with the cooking, we would be going out to eat a couple times each week at least.  If we just went out one time a week, it would cost us more than we pay our house helper for an entire week.  Having a house helper actually saves us money in the long run.  And that’s even taking the cost of food into consideration.  She makes us African meals that don’t cost much at all, actually saving us even more money than if I was cooking a half local, half imported meal.

Perhaps in another post, I will touch on the African dishes which our house helper has made and is teaching me.