We start each day by loading up all of our equipment into our SUV before driving out to the destination for the day. |
We spent a day at the service center, examining the workers |
There is always a line up of 30 or more people waiting for us when
we first arrive, and continues to grow throughout the day.
They don't seem to mind the wait, as it becomes their social event
of the week, as they visit with each other while waiting in line.
To make sure they come in the right order, each person is given a ticket with a number. Once we have given out 75 or more tickets, we cut off the line, and tell them to come the next day.
Word soon gets out, and so more and more people come line up each day.
Then Rick goes through the eye exam with each patient
On this particular day, it was very hot outside (with no wind, and so it got extremely hot in the exam room, causing us to sweat profusely. When we got home, it felt good to shower and change into dry clothes.
Okay, maybe I'm not getting any sympathy! I'll try to avoid any
further mention of how hot it is here in Fiji!
There was one young man who came in with a tiny, but very painful, piece of metal in his eye, that he had put up with for 3 days now. His father had tried flushing it out with water, but it still wouldn't come out.
It took a little while to find it, but we manged to, before long. Rick then put anesthetic in his eye, and using special tools was able to remove it |
The boy's dad decided to help out by shining the flashlight right in his eye |
This is me and the stake president, President Varea. He came every day, and stayed with us all day long while we worked. It is the Fijian way, it shows respect and gratitude. |
Many of the women in Fiji wear jumba sulu's. They are usually bright and pretty and
quite comfortable. I thought I would have one made for myself so I could fit in with
the other women, this is me in my new jumba sulu. Also added a few of the cute
ladies we see every day, kind of makes you smile!!
Don't all these ladies just brighten your day?
This is one of several bridges we crossed while traveling to this village. Some of the bridges have no side rails, and can be a little more scary to cross. |
This is what the village looked like as we got closer. |
Instead of tin houses, this village is full of the Bures with thatched roofs. It is one of the most beautiful of villages we have seen so far |
This is the guide who took us around the village. Before entering the village, I changed from shorts into a skirt, it is the respectful thing to do. We also have to take off sunglasses and hats. |
This is one of the outhouses in the village. |
This is one of the "Cook Houses", where they can cook without heating up their own Bures (houses). |
This lady is using a big "Cane" knife to get into her coconut. She then let us drink the liquid out of the end of the coconut. I checked, and yes, she does still have all of her fingers! |
This other lady, then scraped out the flesh of the coconut for us to have a taste. It was soft and white, and tasted amazingly good. |
We left most of the coconut to share with these young kids. They seemed to really enjoy it, too. |
These are some of the school kids in the village.
They love getting their picture taken.
On Friday evening, we dropped by the high school where we first did eye exams when we arrived in Fiji. They were in the middle of their formal graduation dinner and dance. Down here in the southern hemisphere, their summer is just beginning now.
Doesn't everyone look great in their formal attire?
They then had all the graduates line up for photos. |
After eating a nice Fijian meal, you can see that these ladies enjoyed the fruit skewers. |
This is my new calling, I teach these wonderful kids in Sunday School. Three of my kids are away this day. It's a big class! |
Rick's new calling is as a Young Men's adviser. This is his class. Two of the seven are missing. It's a fun group! |
Every month our ward has a 'linger longer'. It's a great time to get to know everyone better |
this Humanitarian Mission is providing us.
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