Monday, March 9, 2009

To the Wedding Feast

One Sunday, we all got up ready to go to church in our village, but Robert told us we were going somewhere else. We understood him to say we were going to another church in a village a ways away. Imagine our surprise when he pulls out a live chicken out of his bag. We had no idea he was carrying a chicken. As it turns out we walked an hour to another village (the kids taking turns carrying the chicken), where we did go to church, but the chicken was for a wedding ceremony from someone in Donna's family line.

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