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Mali Trip: Translation, Tattoos, and Grenades (cont.)

As I sat with Mamado, he told me a story about the French occupation. He said that the Bobos were a people who did not fear death. As a result, the french would throw a grenade among a group of attacking Bobos and the Bobos would pick it up, gather around it to see what it was that the french threw, and then it would explode. Also, after the battle, the king would say, "We have chased the whites off! Let's drink!" So, he would pull the pin of a grenade thinking it was a white man's drink.

As we discuss going to the villages Saturday, the most gorgeous lightning storm is dancing outside.

Oh, the sweet simple life of the missionary. At night (mainly to conserve the battiries charge from the day) Tom reads aloud a chapter or 2 from a book and Laura works on a jigsaw puzzel. I sat inbetween smiling, thinking that some day this could be my wife and me.

I found these translation statistics off of Wycliffe's website, so they should be pretty up-to-date.