Harvest Time

Way back in July we posted about rice planting. Now in November, rice harvesting is in full swing. No...harvesting is not done with combines or tractors here, although we have seen rice harvesters closer to Thailand. These look exactly like a mini combine on tracks. Rather cute pieces of machinery.

MCC Staff (Vone and Phounguen) Harvesting

Harvesting is all done by hand. The worst part is the heat. Planting time is usually wet and cloudy...but harvest time is brightened by the hot tropical sun beating down. On an up-side harvesting doesn't involve bending over to the degree of planting.

Jeffrey and Khamsay Harvesting

Rice stalks are cut with a sickle and left in the field in bunches to sun dry. After a day they are then either threshed by hand or by a machine that is usually rented. Resulting rice straw is fed to animals, burned or left in the field. This year MCC will teach farmers how to make compost using rice straw as dry matter.

Baby's Got Beat!

A musical expo of a few of Moriah's sounds. She sure had a lot to say after dinner!

Long Distance Votes

Voting with absentee ballots in the States is one thing...but trying to vote from a remote town in the mountains of Laos is quite another!

The process started back in August. A trip to the Chester town office seemed easy enough. Fill out a slip of paper...sign it and turn it in. "Great! That was easy, our ballots will be sent to the MCC office in Laos!"

Easier said than done. October dawned and our ballots had not yet arrived. The US Embassy in Laos had sent out a newsletter with all the options for voting. All of them involved sending our ballots back to the US. That is also easier said than done in a country with no formal domestic mail system!

Our best option was to print out our ballots from the Federal Voting Assistance Program website. Thankfully since we already requested our ballots during our visit home the process was as simple as filling out our information online and printing the resulting PDF and envelopes.

Ready to Travel

Now the journey begins! Getting our votes in the mail was fairly urgent as it takes 15 days minimum to get back to the US from Laos. We gave our sealed voting envelopes to a fellow staff member traveling to Vientiane by bus (150miles). From his home it was picked up and brought to the MCC office (10miles). The MCC driver then ferried the ballots to the US Embassy (3miles). From the US Embassy the envelopes are traveling to some unknown location in the US via the Embassy's diplomatic pouch (~8000miles). And then they will be delivered to our county's town clerk's office (~3000miles). In total our votes will travel around 11,163 miles before they are counted! We hope they make it in time!

How far is it to your voting station?

Bah Bah Bah....Mah Mah Mah

Moriah has been with us for 7 months, but has not yet shared a post of her own. Here she shares a glimpse into her daily routine.

"My morning begins at around 6:30, give or take. Sometimes the sun wakes me up. Other times it is the loud roosters that crow outside my window. Recently our neighbor has been cutting wood. The noise wakes me up.

I like to play with my stuffed animals that hang above my bed. They are soft. Then I get bored so I start making noise. I know mommy and daddy can hear me, but sometimes it takes them too long to come and say good morning. I smile when I see them.

"Good Morning!"

Then daddy takes me outside to let out the chickens and say hello to the ducks, puppy, and garden. My favorite is the puppy.

"I like puppy!"

Next is breakfast. I still don’t eat much for breakfast, but it is fun to sit with mommy and daddy. Sometime I eat banana and oatmeal.

"Do I look Silly?"

After I get dressed, I go to work with daddy. We ride bike together. It is fun to see Tha Thom in the morning. Many people smile at me. My sitter, Gai, meets me at the office. We play together and she takes me around to visit neighbors. I see many, many people. I take a morning nap and then play more.

"I like boxes!"

At lunch time I go home with mommy and daddy. I am usually very hungry. I like to eat papaya or pumpkin with rice. I usually get very messy at lunch. Then mommy gives me a bath. Baths are fun. I like to splash.

"This is me, talking with daddy. We are having fun!"

Daddy leaves for work and mommy and I wave goodbye from the porch. Now that I have a full belly I feel tired. Mommy reads to me and sings me a song. I like to sleep in my new bed. I feel like a princess under my pink mosquito net.

"I'm a princess!"

When I wake up I am happy to see mommy. We have a snack together. I am learning how to eat rice crackers. Nu and Nee (Our landlord's daughters) come and play with me almost every day. They are fun to play with. Daddy comes home and I smile at him. We play on the porch and then visit the chickens to give them food.

"I like to play on the porch!"

"Nee and Nu are fun!"

Sometimes in the evening Mommy and I go to visit friends. It is fun to visit other babies. I like babies.

"I like babies!"

When it starts to get dark it is time to eat. I crawl to the table and wait for mommy and daddy to put me in my chair. I like to eat moringa and chicken with rice or quinoa. Mommy says it tastes like chicken casserole. I don’t know what that is. If I get into my dinner too much…then I get to take another bath. I like baths.

"Baths are fun!"

After my bath, comes the worst part of the day. I have to get into my pajamas. I don’t like getting into long sleeves. When I am all dressed I play a little.

"Got to get...toy!"

Sometimes daddy plays harmonica. It sounds pretty. Then mommy and daddy sing and read the bible. Mommy feeds me to sleep. What a busy day!"

Expressions in English

When traveling we find signs to be at times helpful and at others completely humorous. Below are some examples of the latter for your enjoyment.

A Literal Translation

Stepping into Another's Shoes

No Spell Check for Signs

Not sure how to take this one!

Smalling Flowers is My Specialty (This poem was found on a thermos)

Right...always read the fine print!

Trip to America 2012

Culture of Child Raising

Having our first child is an adventure in itself, but add bringing up that child in a rural Lao community as the only foreigners living there and it becomes the wildest venture we have been on yet! Some days can be overwhelming, but raising Moriah has taught us to relax, laugh more and sift through the mound of comments to find good advice to help raise her in our new Lao home.

A simple five minute walk can now turn into a half hour visit as each passerby stops to see Moriah, exclaim how big she is getting and share other advice or comments.

Did you get a C-section? 

Are you using milk formula? 

Do you have stretch marks? 

Will you get house-help?

What foods can’t you eat now that you are breastfeeding? 

Are you taking medicine so that you won’t get pregnant again?

Did you ‘sit on fire’ and drink hot water after giving birth?

Lao tradition advises a new mother to sleep and sit near fire. In some homes hot coals are placed directly under the chair or bed. A new mother should also only drink hot water and a special steamed sticky rice to promote milk production.

  
You should buy bottled water to wash your baby, then she will not have pimples. 

You are feeding the baby too long on one side…you should change more often otherwise you’ll be imbalanced. 

You should put a shirt on your baby or You should put a hat on your baby. 

Lao people are always wondering how us foreigners can be so warm. Our favorite story depicting this difference was one morning while my mother, Dori, was out walking with Moriah. Mom couldn’t understand what the Lao women were trying to communicate, but they were motioning to cover Moriah’s head and beckoning her into their bamboo home. Once inside the older Lao women took Moriah while the younger one brought out clothes. They dressed Moriah in a long-sleeved sweater and socks, returned her to Grama and sent them on their way... in the hot 90 degree sun!

And finally the most counter cultural comment I will receive on numerous occasions, that still catches me by surprise...

Oh my your baby is so white! And you are fat and so beautiful!