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Life as a missionary often means that from the start there is a great mix of emotions involved during each day. From nice things to deal with to not such nice things. Some day I (Janneke) enjoy for example Aboriginal people who come by to book or pay for a flight. It gives me the feeling to be part of the community. When I go to the shop, I am approached with questions about flights, because I am recognized as the wife of the MAF pilot. Whether they think of René or the other pilot is not always clear.

On other days, I can cry a whole afternoon about different things, the blue walls of our house, the always hot weather which makes it hard to go outside to have Noah let his energy out, the getting used to stained clothing because it never gets clean in an unsuitable washing machine and the red dirt.

We also now know what it means to live in a sandfly capital. When we arrived the sandflies were miraculously gone, but in the past week we were attacked inside the house(!!!) on a windless day by hosts of sandflies. These flies are smaller than fruit flies and the bite feels like a needle pin prick. After that a bump appears with Noah and me, that itches terribly, worse than a mozzie bite. This itchiness continues for a few days en the result of scratched arms and legs with Noah (and though I try not to, sometimes also with me).

The house

Our backyard

It is lovely quiet on this island, in the middle of nature and there are a lot of birds. When we are outside, often we see birds of prey soaring in the blue sky, also we have spotted buffalo from the aircraft. It is beautiful to see them wading through water.


A frog like this swam laps in our toilet bowl

The street in which we live has a lot of dogs, these are protectors of some Yolgnu (Aboriginal) people and unfortunately they are not always treated like we treat our dogs. Therefor they are half wild and everytime I go outside, I have to take a stick because they are repeatedly aggressive. Noah want to pet them every time, so I'm trying my best to keep him under control because even the Yolgnu chase the dogs away when they see that Noah walks out to them, just to be sure, they can bite in an instant... Every night we are waked up more than once by loud dogs that run fighting, loudly barking and howling past our window. I never knew that I had it in me to shoot a dog!

On Thursdays 4 o'clock I have language lessons with an Aboriginal lady together with some other white people. Last week we were all waiting obediently from 4 o'clock until our teacher finally arrived at 5 o'clock and started to teach us. At quarter to four, she was hungry and first went to eat something. Well when you want to eat something yourself around 6 for your hungry hard working husband and your son, what do you do?

All in all, I think it's gonna take a while for me to settle here and het used to life out here.

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