Visiting Neguela Village–A Well and the School

 

The village elders in Neguela are very concerned about having access to water in their villages.   They said most people have to walk at least a kilometer to get good water.  They said there are some wells in the village, but they don’t have clean water and they go dry in April and May during the hot dry season.

We asked if we could see one of the wells and they took us into a family compound in the village.  They said it was a large extended family, with 8 families living in the compound.  They had a well in their compound.  They said this water was only used for household cleaning, not for drinking.

They are concerned about the water situation here.  Every other well we saw was no longer working.

These children were curious about our visit.  I think they are absolutely beautiful.

We walked through the central area of the village by the main road.  These bushel-type baskets are made here.  They are used in the markets for produce.

As we later drove out of town, we passed this bakkie with a load of these baskets up on top!

This was another interesting shop.  I’m not sure if they were making the grinding machines here or just selling them.  These machines are usually owned by a village or an association in a village and are used for grinding grains, corn or cassava.  In the south they’re used for grinding shea nuts and millet.

Here’s a shop with meat for sale and a skin drying.

Next we went to see the school.  Neguela is the main village in this commune, so the schools are here and children come from all of the out-lying villages to attend here.  Some walk for miles to get to school.  Today it was quiet and peaceful here, during this holiday vacation time.  It was fun to imagine this place teaming with children.

There were big beautiful trees providing shade here.

The classrooms were crowded with bench desks.  The education leader told us that the secondary school, on one side of the campus, has 3 classes, each has more than 100 students.

You can see the class count in this room is 107 students.

There was a well and water pump here, but it hasn’t worked for several years.  Sad.  There are between 1200 and 1300 students this school.  They have no water.

This is the “Cantine” or cafeteria (of sorts) for the children who live too far to walk home for lunch.  About 200-300 eat lunch there every day.  They serve rice with peanut sauce or tomato/onion sauce and ask the villagers to help donate to pay for the food.   The children who live close enough go home for lunch.

They have a library here that was built by World Vision and a donor provided the books and materials.

What a nice day we had, here in Neguela.  It would be nice if there were more we could do to help.

A Trip to the Village Neguela — Delivering COVID-19 Masks from LDS Charities

After a morning at the church working on membership records, headed on a road trip with Pres Sekou and Fr Mbaya.  We have received several cases of COVID-19 masks from LDS Charities that needed homes.  Some were shared with the hospital in Ouelessebougou last month, and today we took a case of 1000 masks to a village called Neguela, about 2 hours north and west of Bamako.

Here are a few things we saw along our way.  Today it was 97 degrees here.  This man was dressed for the chilly weather.

Traffic in Bamako is always a little crazy and people transport crazy amounts of stuff on their heads, motorcycles, and on their moto trucks.

Market day in a village we drove through:

The road was paved the entire way, but we dodged plenty of pot holes!  We stopped here to put more air in the tires.

A load of firewood:

As we got out into the wide open country, it was hot and dry and dusty.  It’s hard to tell from these pictures, but the flame trees were in bloom with bright orange-red flowers.

We arrived in Neguela at about 2:30 this afternoon.  Neguela is a small town and seat of the commune of Bossofala in the Cercle of Kati in the Koulikoro Region of south-western Mali.  The town is 61 km northwest of Bamako., on the road that goes to Senegal.

The village elders were expecting us and were excited that we came.  Pres Sekou has met these villagers before, providing some humanitarian relief during the hard COVID times.   He was told about this village by a friend who knew there was suffering here.

We gathered under a shady thatch meeting place with the village chief, the mayor, the head of education and some village medical providers.  These men were kind.  They were grateful and concerned about their villagers. They said there are 16 villages in the area (commune) they serve.  Beyond that, there are another dozen or more hamlets (smaller villages).  There are about 18,000 people in the whole commune.

Pres Sekou explained to them that we were here representing The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and we had a gift for them from our humanitarian relief organization, LDS Charities.  They were so grateful and gracious that we’d even consider helping them in this remote place.

They suggested we go with them to take the case of 1000 masks over to the health workers at the nearby maternity clinic.

 

Here is the entrance to the medical clinic.

We had a brief ceremony, handing off the case of COVID masks there at the clinic.  The mayor wore his Malian sash and gave a thank you speech.

The village chief and the mayor:

A former villager who studied in Germany to be a veterinarian returned to  build this Maternite for the women here.  They are so proud to have such a nice birthing center.

This is the receiving room where women are checked in before delivering.

These are the two birthing rooms.   The nurse told us that they deliver 30 to 35 babies a month here.

This is where the babies are cleaned and welcomed to the world.

Here is the recovery room:

Outside the Maternite is an area for families to wait and a small pharmacy.

A very pregnant donkey waiting her turn!

The chief, the education leader and the mayor:

The toilets:

The older clinic building:

There is a well and water tank here, but they do not work.  They haven’t had water here for a long time.

This is the ambulance for emergencies.

Here is the housing where the staff lives:

After this clinic, we went to see one of the few wells in the village, some basket industry here and the village school.

Seen Along the Road to Bamako

This afternoon as we returned from Mountougoula to Bamako, I sat at the window, watching this world go by.  I wanted to capture these images so I always remember this place and these people.   Come take a look!

Chicken cages on a moto-truck.

A family of four on a motorcycle.

Setting up shop over the ditch.

Dried animal feed.

Fruit stand made from boxes and crates.

An empty carwash.

Empty shops.

Boy waiting for business.

Gasoline for sale.

Wheelbarrows for sale.

A hardware store.

A moto-truck.

Clothing for sale.

An electronic shop.

Old tires.

Oranges nicely displayed.

Satellite dishes for sale.

Oranges and papaya for sale.

A load of straw ahead.

Tomatoes and melons for sale.

Peanuts for sale.

A load of straw and the driver.

Gas for sale.

A restaurant.

Hauling water.

Gas stations.

A motorcycle and carwash.

Public transport and a banana lady.

Water pouches for sale.

A fast food place.

An electronic shop.

A shoe store.

Clothing for sale.

Wagon carts for sale.

Construction materials.

Scaffolding materials made from eucalyptus trees.

A furniture store.

Dried greens.

A mechanics shop.

Towels for sale.

Fencing for sale.

Mechanic shops.

Another load of water.

Clothes and firewood for sale.

Children’s bikes for sale.

A load of firewood.

The inside of a transport bakkie.

Cookstoves to the left of water containers.

Trying to keep the dust down.

A beautiful load of fire wood.  Cut with a machete.

Cement blocks for sale.  Everything here is built out of these.

Women bartering under an umbrella.

Elegance–dressed in white in a dirty place.

There’s a TV in that tent!

A full load of firewood.

Firewood inside, a sheep on top!

Washing dishes–a never-ending job.

Covering the lettuce to keep the dust off.

A shoe store.

Motorcycle repairs.

Winter coats for sale.  It’s 97 degrees here today!

Men shoveling out the sewage trench.

A young shoe vender.

A fancy apartment building.

Keeping melons out of the sun.

An empty clothing store.  The hanging strings are usually filled with coat hangers with clothing.

Resting in the shade.

A jewelry salesman.

Muslim praying as people pass by.

Sunglasses stuck in Styrofoam board.

The Well and Water Filtration Project in Tabakoro

In November 2020 this wonderful water project was completed in the village of Tabakoro, Mali.  We partnered with LDS Charities and a local NGO with help from Mike Clayton and his humanitarian team who came over and oversaw the installation.

A well was dug in the village schoolyard, a big dirt field, between the primary and secondary schools.  This well, solar pump and filtration system will provide water for everyone in the area–a huge blessing.  This is the school the children from the chicken farm attend.  We visited here today after our church meeting there under the mango tree.

There was a shade tree near the well with a group of boys under it, and one wizened old man who was guarding the well and the pump equipment. He had a sleeping mat and his little tea pot and burner. The boys were there with him, keeping company and making sure the hardware was safe, especially the solar panels and the battery.

The gentleman showed us the pump at the bottom of the tower with the tank at the top which was enclosed by a cinder block wall. Not far away from the water tower was a cemented area with a double tap coming out of the ground. He said the water was free for anyone to come and take. He had a pink plastic cup he filled and drank from, so happily. What a difference clean water can make in their lives! It was exciting to see how thrilled they were for this new source of clean water.

Here is Pres Sekou Dembele, our Bamako Branch President, showing us the water project:

The young guardians:

This is the well:

And here is the solar panel:

Here is the tap where people can come fill their containers with clean, pure water.  This tap is mid-way between the school buildings, providing water for all of the school children.

This kind gentleman was enthusiastic about the new water source here.  He said the people in the surrounding village are so grateful for this gift–what  a great blessing to so many families!

The secondary school:

The primary school:

Our thanks to LDS Charities and all who helped provide this life-giving gift!

Life at the Chicken Farm

While the men met in their leadership training, I took a look around the compound at what the women were doing.  Sibiri’s wife was preparing some rice–first winnowing it to get the chaff out, then picking out the rocks and grains that still had the husk on them.

Then she went into her kitchen to prepare some food.

Another lady came into the compound to gather firewood that had been cut.

Here is Dra’s home.  His wife was out front preparing food.

We had a very nice morning with our friends here.

On the way out of the village, we stopped to see Adama Coulibaly, who has been busy with a relative’s funeral this week.  We shared our condolences with the family.  I enjoyed watching these young boys in that compound playing marbles.

A Church Service at the Chicken Farm (Mountougoula)

This morning we met Pres Sekou at at the church at 8:00 to prepare to go to Mountougoula for sacrament meeting there.  This would be their first meeting since March when COVID changed our world, even out in this remote area.  Mountougoula is about an hour’s drive outside of Bamako (if the traffic isn’t bad–it took us more than 2 hours to get home again afterwards).

When we last met for church in Mountougoula, we were renting a building that was under construction.  Someone broke in there and stole all of our church supplies–books, manuals, sacrament trays, etc.  Today we packed a tote to replenish was was taken.

When we arrived at the chicken farm, where our meeting would be held, the Keita boys were helping to prepare our place under the mango tree.  It had been carefully swept clean, and the boys were bringing chairs over.

Setting up for our service.  

Preparing the sacrament

Pres Sekou met  with Dramane, our group leader here, and Sibiri, who has recently been called to serve as a counselor in the Bamako Branch Elders Quorum before our meeting for some leadership training.

These boys are the future of the church here in Mountougoula.  Four of them are the Keita brothers, and one is Dramane’s son.  These boys help pick up the thousands of eggs laid at the farm every day.

Today in our meeting we sang hymns, had the sacrament, and then we listened to talks by Dramane, Pres Sekou, and Elder Lewis.  They talked about strengthen testimonies and sharing the gospel with family and friends.  Pres Sekou talked about the differences between our church and other churches, and what it means to have the fulness of the gospel of Jesus Christ–this is actually His Church, not just another religion teaching nice things.  John talked about the prophet Joseph, who was the age these boys are now when he asked God how to be forgiven of his sins and where to go to worship.   I got to offer the closing prayer.

As we met and listened to these testimonies, a calm breeze cooled the air.  It was peaceful and reverent here.

Here is our group today.  We hope our numbers here will grow and they return to meeting again every Sunday here at the farm

After the meeting, there was some more leadership training, preparing Dramane and Sibiri to carry on and grow the church here.

Pres Sekou taught them about the Come Follow Me curriculum for 2021 and explained to them how to keep good records of this group.

It was good to be here today.  There is plenty of work to do in this corner of the Bamako Branch.

 

Out in the Neighborhood

Here are a few photos of our world this evening.  Some were taken during our taxi drive home and some after we went out to run some errands in our neighborhood.  I love capturing every-day life here.  I want to remember every detail.

Wheelbarrows for sale.  If you have a wheelbarrow, you can start your own business.

A clothing store.

A little bit of everything for sale here.

Wearing and selling New Year’s Masks!

Motorcycle repair.

This boy is swinging a little coal burning stove used to make tea.  In his other hand he has a pair of scissors.

Surprisingly clean kitchen items.

This man is heating irons in the fire.  He is probably a tailor.

Another look at the irons in the fire and some clay pots for sale.

Taking care of business–on the phone and a closer look at his umbrella display of goods.

Women here know how to balance things.

Furniture for sale.

A gas station.

I’m not sure what exactly is for sale here, but it looks like it has to do with fabric!

Man in green shirt hoping for business.

Fast food place with laundry.

Going home at the end of the day.  Hope their loads are lighter after some sales.

Fabric flat folds and fruit for sale.

A neighborhood soccer game.  The streets were lined with men and boys watching.

Many of the young men were playing in sandals.

Walking by a seamstress’s shop.

A closer look at her scraps.

Sitting in the shade and hoping for business.

The end of another good day in Bamako.

 

 

 

Preparing for the Sabbath

It may not sound like a big deal, but cleaning the church every Saturday IS a BIG DEAL.  When you live in a place like Mali, it only takes a few hours for every surface to be covered in dust, and when people come and go (like at the Christmas party yesterday) things are quickly covered in dirt.

We go to the church every Saturday morning to help clean and prepare for the Sabbath.  Our good and faithful member, Dustin, and his nephew also come to help.  Today they did the entire downstairs while we tackled the upstairs and the party aftermath.

Here’s where we get our water for washing the floors.

Dustin even cleaned the area around the church!  He is such a good worker.

We spent the rest of the afternoon working with Pres Sekou on branch business.  He does such an excellent job taking care of things here.

Outside the church compound, I caught these two girls stopping to play with the futbol game on the corner.

A passing vendor–I would guess there are more “stores” here on vehicles, bikes or heads than in buildings.

The Bamako Branch Christmas Party on Christmas Day

We spent our Christmas Day with our Bamako Branch members and friends celebrating the birth of our Savior, Jesus Christ.  It was a great day.  We watched videos and performances projected on the wall and we played with the kids and visited with the adults.

The children got to watch some Christmas programs while the adults watched programs upstairs and prepared the food.

This afternoon we had a delicious meal, prepared by our Relief Society President, Valerie, and her helpers.  She cooked all morning, preparing to feed up to 40 people.  We ate upstairs  on the balcony.  The meal began with a warm potato salad with vegetables.

 

Then we had fried chicken and jollof rice.  It was delicious!

It was a great branch activity.  Because of the recent COVID restrictions, the N’gomi and Mountougoula groups held their own celebrations and Christmas meals in their areas.  We were sad we weren’t all together, but glad we had last Sunday together.

Here you can see the upstairs rooms.  They are an exact copy of the rooms and chapel downstairs.

At the end of the party, the small gifts were given out to the young children.  They lined up and waited their turn as Pres Sekou and Valerie gave out the gifts.

Here is part of our Christmas group:

Merry Christmas, Everyone!

Christmas Eve 2020 in Bamako

We started our holiday excitement last night in the middle of the night, waking up to watch BYU play in a Bowl Game.  We watched some of the pre-game excitement on BYU TV starting at 11:30 or so, then we went to bed when ESPN took over.  At 4:30 a.m.  we were up with the prayer calls, for the rebroadcast on BYU TV.  It was a great game and an exciting win for BYU–a nice way to begin our holiday cheer.

On this Christmas Eve Day, I did just a little holiday baking.  Yesterday I made some chocolate chip cookies for John, his favorite food.  Today I made my Grandma’s persimmon pudding.  Last week I discovered a few persimmons at our favorite fruit stand.  I was Thrilled.  It felt like a tender mercy from Grandma, to me here in Bamako.  I’ve never ever seen persimmons anywhere here.

Here is a story about Grandma’s Persimmon Pudding and the recipe:

Grandma Elsa’s Persimmon Pudding

Here is our Christmas tree this year, with the gifts the kids sent over with Pres and Sis Lewis when they returned last month.

At home for our traditional Christmas Eve dinner we always go out to eat Mexican food.  We did the same here, going downstairs to our neighbor’s restaurant for quesadillas.  Because of a rise in COVID cases in Mali, the government has asked that restaurants no longer seat people inside.  Take-out was our only option, and we enjoyed eating at home with our festive Christmas table cloth.

Some people leave out a plate of cookies for Santa.  Tonight I left out mosquitoes for Luigi, our gecko.  We actually have several geckos (all named Luigi) living with us here.  Every time I kill a mosquito, I add it to my “mosquito cemetery” on the floor by my chair.  Then, during the night, they are licked up by one of the geckos.   Today was a good day for killing mosquitoes.  I was happy to leave such a nice Christmas Eve treat for Luigi.

He even made an appearance this evening, which is unusual.  Geckos usually hide behind things like bookshelves or the fridge or A/C units during the day and come out at night or when no one is around.  This is a little baby gecko, only a couple of inches long.  We have a couple of big ones, up to about 6 inches long.

We enjoyed our Christmas Eve and reading the Christmas Story from Luke and Matthew.  What a gift it is to be here now.  Sometimes I imagine life in Nazareth and Bethlehem or Egypt probably wasn’t so different than parts of our life here and what we see everyday.  I’ve lived in Israel and I know that place.  I often imagine Jesus here, walking among the people in the villages and towns, healing and blessing them like he did there.  It’s not hard to imagine.  I like to imagine we followed Him then as we try to follow Him now.  We long for the day He will return to this earth and heal and bless again.

Merry Christmas!