Although my previous post has only just gone up. I had been writing it for a few days but had not published it. So I just published it as it was. We have since had a couple of things happen.
We had a meeting about the girls home and it seems that the role they would like to see us in would be not so much overseeing (phew) but by helping out with English, computer training, possible start up of a church and just being there at the home as a kind of parental/people manager. Not quite sure how to explain it. I am just relieved they don't want us to run the whole place as had first been mentioned by one lady. I would rather be a more practical doer than admin.
The time frame of when this would happen is still up in the air. We are talking through whether we need to get the business sorted first so we can see how much David will be away or travelling before we commit to anything. Yet, we both want to be there. I know that God will show us as we keep practicing patience.
Friday, December 31, 2010
So so much has happened
Our trip to the girls home was exciting. I felt that jump inside me of anticipation and before we left I had already moved in in my heart.
There has been so much happening and so many things slotting into place. There are a lot of i's that are not quite dotted but feel very close to it. We are waiting to have meetings with people to find out some definite's. Things like the possibility of moving down to the girls home and school to oversee it, sorting out accommodation and where we will be living when we get back from NZ. Will we be moving straight away to the girls home or will there be time in between? Also business prospects that are not yet set in stone but could be huge for us, meetings need to happen to how this will fit in with the girls home. Will David be commuting? What visa do we apply for to come back to India? All these things are slowly falling into place and it is all happening suddenly, sounds like a contradiction but it's how it feels.
On a different note, we had a wonderful Christmas. We skyped family and then had our own celebration. It was the first time I have cooked a full Christmas meal. Usually we are getting together with extended family and everyone pitches in but it was really nice to just be us. It was relaxed and casual and just what we needed at the moment. We splashed out and roasted 3 chickens. I managed to get the all in our microwave sized convection oven and they came our delicious. It was great to have the smell of a roasting chicken fill the house. It's not a smell we have much around this place anymore. I even managed to find strawberries so we had ice cream and strawberries and papaya for pudding.
We had a couple of guys we had met at the beginning of the week pop in so they shared pudding with us. They are from Yemen, Muslim fellows, it was great to share Christmas with them. They even arrived back in the evening with gifts for all the kids.
My highlight though was that in the evening we bought packets of veg fried rice and we roamed the streets and shared a merry Christmas with the street dwellers. I'm not sure who was happier. The joy we got from giving was huge and the joy they showed was just as heart warming. Great screams of delight came from them as they woke up those who were sleeping in excitement and exclaiming "Food, food, happy Christmas food." We also threw in some treats of chips, lollies and biscuits. To see such joy and appreciation was something immeasurable to us.
I also managed to top off the evening as we walked home that night by falling down a hole. I am still sporting the bruises to prove it. Felt more of a twit that anything, one minute I am walking upright and the next second I am face to face with the pavement trying to be a brave girl. Ouch though.... it really hurt.
So now we are having to be patient. There is nothing we can do to hurry along the things that need to happen. It is all totally out of our control. Sometimes this is a bit overwhelming but at the same time it is exciting to once again be waiting to see what God has up his sleeve.
There has been so much happening and so many things slotting into place. There are a lot of i's that are not quite dotted but feel very close to it. We are waiting to have meetings with people to find out some definite's. Things like the possibility of moving down to the girls home and school to oversee it, sorting out accommodation and where we will be living when we get back from NZ. Will we be moving straight away to the girls home or will there be time in between? Also business prospects that are not yet set in stone but could be huge for us, meetings need to happen to how this will fit in with the girls home. Will David be commuting? What visa do we apply for to come back to India? All these things are slowly falling into place and it is all happening suddenly, sounds like a contradiction but it's how it feels.
On a different note, we had a wonderful Christmas. We skyped family and then had our own celebration. It was the first time I have cooked a full Christmas meal. Usually we are getting together with extended family and everyone pitches in but it was really nice to just be us. It was relaxed and casual and just what we needed at the moment. We splashed out and roasted 3 chickens. I managed to get the all in our microwave sized convection oven and they came our delicious. It was great to have the smell of a roasting chicken fill the house. It's not a smell we have much around this place anymore. I even managed to find strawberries so we had ice cream and strawberries and papaya for pudding.
We had a couple of guys we had met at the beginning of the week pop in so they shared pudding with us. They are from Yemen, Muslim fellows, it was great to share Christmas with them. They even arrived back in the evening with gifts for all the kids.
My highlight though was that in the evening we bought packets of veg fried rice and we roamed the streets and shared a merry Christmas with the street dwellers. I'm not sure who was happier. The joy we got from giving was huge and the joy they showed was just as heart warming. Great screams of delight came from them as they woke up those who were sleeping in excitement and exclaiming "Food, food, happy Christmas food." We also threw in some treats of chips, lollies and biscuits. To see such joy and appreciation was something immeasurable to us.
I also managed to top off the evening as we walked home that night by falling down a hole. I am still sporting the bruises to prove it. Felt more of a twit that anything, one minute I am walking upright and the next second I am face to face with the pavement trying to be a brave girl. Ouch though.... it really hurt.
So now we are having to be patient. There is nothing we can do to hurry along the things that need to happen. It is all totally out of our control. Sometimes this is a bit overwhelming but at the same time it is exciting to once again be waiting to see what God has up his sleeve.
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Girls home visit
Tomorrow we are off to the girls home (orphanage) and school that we are interested in getting involved with. I am so excited about this and even though we are going two days before Christmas and I have not yet finished shopping, this by far out weighs anything I want to do.
It is about a 3 hour car drive each way so that should be fun in itself. There are two cars going so hopefully it means there will be a bit more room from the usual nine of us in a 5 seater car :)
It is about a 3 hour car drive each way so that should be fun in itself. There are two cars going so hopefully it means there will be a bit more room from the usual nine of us in a 5 seater car :)
I beleive in angels
D.C was about to go for a walk to clear his head and ponder, think, pray, just to get a bit of space to think about what lies ahead of us and I was about to go and get some meat for our evening meal.
As we stepped outside D1 (daughter 1) and her friend A.C arrived back in an auto. We went down to help out with the payment and as I approached I saw a bus taking the corner very fast a wide and before I knew it I was calling "watch out". The bus hit the rear end of the parked auto and then dragged the auto with him while also hitting the auto into another parked vehicle. The other vehicle happened to be one that we had just picked up from a friend to go on a day trip tomorrow. Isn't that the way. Your own car never gets a scratch but as soon as you borrow one..... The amazing thing is that no one was hurt. The auto driver had a slight sore leg but it could have been way worse. If the girls had remained in the auto for a few seconds longer then it might have been a different story. If the bus had hit on another angle it may have sent the auto flying into all of us on the kerb not to mention all the pedestrians that are usually walking on the road. Thank God for this outcome.
As we stepped outside D1 (daughter 1) and her friend A.C arrived back in an auto. We went down to help out with the payment and as I approached I saw a bus taking the corner very fast a wide and before I knew it I was calling "watch out". The bus hit the rear end of the parked auto and then dragged the auto with him while also hitting the auto into another parked vehicle. The other vehicle happened to be one that we had just picked up from a friend to go on a day trip tomorrow. Isn't that the way. Your own car never gets a scratch but as soon as you borrow one..... The amazing thing is that no one was hurt. The auto driver had a slight sore leg but it could have been way worse. If the girls had remained in the auto for a few seconds longer then it might have been a different story. If the bus had hit on another angle it may have sent the auto flying into all of us on the kerb not to mention all the pedestrians that are usually walking on the road. Thank God for this outcome.
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Flip flop
Things are going crazy and out of our control, in a good way.
As I said in my past post of all but a few hours ago.... there seemed to be no flights anywhere in the world to get us back to NZ unless we went via train to Singapore but what do you know.... I sat down with the computer tonight (and this is after a lot of praying or should I say declaring, pleading, crying, anger, peace.) You name it, I did it. But as I was saying, lo and behold, on Jetstar there appeared a tunnel of light. Not only did they have some flights now available to Melbourne but we also saved ourselves NZ$5600 and managed to get good flights from Melbourne onto Auckland. Just so "happened" that some specials came on as I was on the net. Sometimes being on the other side of the world has it's advantages. I also saw the the seats booked and taken as quickly as they came out. Just as well we couldn't book the other flights earlier. e can now take them off hold tomorrow.
Thanks to all our family and friends that prayed. Once again we have seen God do amazing things. I am sighing yet another sigh of relief.
As I said in my past post of all but a few hours ago.... there seemed to be no flights anywhere in the world to get us back to NZ unless we went via train to Singapore but what do you know.... I sat down with the computer tonight (and this is after a lot of praying or should I say declaring, pleading, crying, anger, peace.) You name it, I did it. But as I was saying, lo and behold, on Jetstar there appeared a tunnel of light. Not only did they have some flights now available to Melbourne but we also saved ourselves NZ$5600 and managed to get good flights from Melbourne onto Auckland. Just so "happened" that some specials came on as I was on the net. Sometimes being on the other side of the world has it's advantages. I also saw the the seats booked and taken as quickly as they came out. Just as well we couldn't book the other flights earlier. e can now take them off hold tomorrow.
Thanks to all our family and friends that prayed. Once again we have seen God do amazing things. I am sighing yet another sigh of relief.
Life is one big adventure
The up shot of where we are at now is that we have flights booked out of India to Malaysia on the 31st Jan.
We found a great flight deal for this one but the issue now is that now we are stuck in Malaysia. There is nothing from Malaysia to NZ. We have been searching online and have had two travel agents searching and the outcome seems to be that we will need to catch a 6hr train ride into Singapore to catch a flight on the evening of 1st Feb. We have some flights on hold from Singapore. We couldn't get from Bangalore to Singapore so this is seeming the best option available to us. We have no choice but to leave India so what do you do? There is never a dull moment in the Czepanski family.
So how am I feeling? I could lie and say that I feel great but the reality is that I don't mind heading back to New Zealand to sort things out but the stress of the finances involved is weighing on me, the packing up of a house again and then having to find a new one and then find another 10months advance payment. David reminded me of my blog about stress and I must admit that it helped to have that reminder, to remember that is totally our of our control. We have seen God come through with $20,000 last month so why can't he do it again. Hey why not $30,000, that would be fantastic.
David is still in negotiation about this job contract but we realised we could not wait for that to happen as things here in India take time. It will still be an amazing work of God if this comes about.
I feel quite emotional and although my overall feeling is that God has it all sorted I still feel sad. I feel sad about saying goodbye to where we live. Not our house but our neighbourhood. I went today to our local store that my lovely Muslim friends own and my eyes were welling up as I told them we would be heading back to NZ for a few weeks and may not be living in our neighbourhood anymore. This beautiful old man looked at me with such compassion in his eyes and he held his hands over his heart. I was looking at him with his long gray beard and cap on his head and I felt that love for him again. That love that God puts inside of you for someone. He said to me that He has worked for many years and had many people come and go but that no one has entered his heart like our family. I say this not to make us sound good but to show that there are really special people here that give us that drive to stay here and they put that passion of India into us, they energise us to carry on. My heart bleeds to say goodbye to them. But we will be back and I need to keep reminding myself of that. We have return tickets booked in faith, faith that our visas will be sorted and faith that we will be able to pay for our tickets and any other obstacles that come our way. It's not easy but I need to find my strength in God and let him carry us through this. It has to work out because there are too many people we need to come back here for and God's plans and purposes for us here are not yet complete.
We found a great flight deal for this one but the issue now is that now we are stuck in Malaysia. There is nothing from Malaysia to NZ. We have been searching online and have had two travel agents searching and the outcome seems to be that we will need to catch a 6hr train ride into Singapore to catch a flight on the evening of 1st Feb. We have some flights on hold from Singapore. We couldn't get from Bangalore to Singapore so this is seeming the best option available to us. We have no choice but to leave India so what do you do? There is never a dull moment in the Czepanski family.
So how am I feeling? I could lie and say that I feel great but the reality is that I don't mind heading back to New Zealand to sort things out but the stress of the finances involved is weighing on me, the packing up of a house again and then having to find a new one and then find another 10months advance payment. David reminded me of my blog about stress and I must admit that it helped to have that reminder, to remember that is totally our of our control. We have seen God come through with $20,000 last month so why can't he do it again. Hey why not $30,000, that would be fantastic.
David is still in negotiation about this job contract but we realised we could not wait for that to happen as things here in India take time. It will still be an amazing work of God if this comes about.
I feel quite emotional and although my overall feeling is that God has it all sorted I still feel sad. I feel sad about saying goodbye to where we live. Not our house but our neighbourhood. I went today to our local store that my lovely Muslim friends own and my eyes were welling up as I told them we would be heading back to NZ for a few weeks and may not be living in our neighbourhood anymore. This beautiful old man looked at me with such compassion in his eyes and he held his hands over his heart. I was looking at him with his long gray beard and cap on his head and I felt that love for him again. That love that God puts inside of you for someone. He said to me that He has worked for many years and had many people come and go but that no one has entered his heart like our family. I say this not to make us sound good but to show that there are really special people here that give us that drive to stay here and they put that passion of India into us, they energise us to carry on. My heart bleeds to say goodbye to them. But we will be back and I need to keep reminding myself of that. We have return tickets booked in faith, faith that our visas will be sorted and faith that we will be able to pay for our tickets and any other obstacles that come our way. It's not easy but I need to find my strength in God and let him carry us through this. It has to work out because there are too many people we need to come back here for and God's plans and purposes for us here are not yet complete.
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Visa stuff
Weeks of getting forms and papers signed and then 5 hours of waiting at the FRRO office ended up with the conclusion of........ back to NZ you go. We do not meet the new employment rules that come into being about 3 months ago. The rule states that we must be earning US $25,000 each. Very hard for a start up company to be earning that amount in it's first year but there you go, that's the rules.
The kids jumped with delight at the prospect of heading back to NZ for a while until we could sort out a new visa and both DC and I felt ok about it all. It's just like a bit of a reboot, a restart, a reformation before heading back here again. The biggie for us is finances. We would need to give up our house here so we could get the bond back to pay our airfares and then once back in NZ we would need to get some finances to get us back again. Pfff though, we have seen how God can do it.
So our mind have been think and evaluating. Tasks ahead.... packing up the house, tickets to book, sort out what to do with the business while we are gone.
We spent ages on skype talking to family and friends about our days events and had the mixed emotions of maybe seeing family in the next 6 weeks versus waving goodbye to India for an unknown time frame. We know we would be back but it would be different, new house, new neighbourhood. The kids have made good friends with other children close by so all those things would be disrupted.
Then.... suddenly.... a new light began to emerge, a new possibility, a potential contract that would give us the required US$ 25,000 for David. It would mean that only my visa would be affected and perhaps only I would need to head back to NZ to change my visa from an employment one to an entry visa. Or, I could try a trip to the Delhi home affairs and see if they will let me change my visa to an X visa from within India.
So with this new glimmer of light we will have to see things actioned fast. We don't have time on our hands to wait and see what happens. It will need to happen fast and suddenly.
So we put all these things into God's hands. We knew it was not in our hands anyway and maybe God is just showing us who's got things sorted.
So here I leave this post as a kind of.. to be continued episode. I am eager and looking forward to seeing what happens myself.
Thursday, December 16, 2010
School for slum kids
It's funny how some days everything feels totally overwhelming and then by morning you wonder why. It is only a few days on since my last post and I feel totally different to how I felt them. Maybe that's just part of being woman :) But school has finished so that's one thing off my to do list.
Yesterday we went to see a school for underprivileged kids. What an amazing job they are doing and to see how God has bought finance and made such a lovely environment for these kids to have opportunities to learn and change their lives. There are 700 students of varying ages with clean neat uniforms and smiling happy faces. The girls with their hair braided and tucked under to form loops, the boys playing in the dusty yard.
These kids are picked up everyday from surrounding slums and bought to the school where they are fed breakfast and lunch, given free education of a very good standard, provided uniforms and a chance to become what they dream of. There are already 24 children that have graduated and moved onto college (university).
The Ministry of labour has seen what a great job they are doing and are now partnering with the school to help eradicate child labour.
Thumbs up to the founders of this school and to their big hearts and to all the teachers and volunteers and donors that have made this dream come true and to make a difference in the lives of these children.
Yesterday we went to see a school for underprivileged kids. What an amazing job they are doing and to see how God has bought finance and made such a lovely environment for these kids to have opportunities to learn and change their lives. There are 700 students of varying ages with clean neat uniforms and smiling happy faces. The girls with their hair braided and tucked under to form loops, the boys playing in the dusty yard.
These kids are picked up everyday from surrounding slums and bought to the school where they are fed breakfast and lunch, given free education of a very good standard, provided uniforms and a chance to become what they dream of. There are already 24 children that have graduated and moved onto college (university).
The Ministry of labour has seen what a great job they are doing and are now partnering with the school to help eradicate child labour.
Thumbs up to the founders of this school and to their big hearts and to all the teachers and volunteers and donors that have made this dream come true and to make a difference in the lives of these children.
Monday, December 13, 2010
Lots to do
My Dad pointed out to me that it had been a while since I made a blog entry and to be honest I had not even realised. The last couple of weeks have been busy and my mind has been filled with Visa extensions and getting all the paper work together. It's been filled with business stuff here in India and also getting paper work sorted. It's been filled with getting the last of the kids school work scanned and sent to teachers before the cut off date and it's been filled with getting ready for Christmas. I have not started any Christmas shopping for the kids yet, I am finding it hard to get into the mood with all the other things going on. It seems that as soon as we get one thing sorted we are then trying to find out how to do the next thing. It's just the way things are here and everything takes time and patience. My patience has been tested the last few days and I have to confess that I did not always react well :) and those closest to me copped it. I had hoped to have all our visa extension papers in before Christmas so that I could then not have it on my mind but I don't think that is going to happen now. We'll see. I feel really tired now and want to curl up and sleep for a week. I want to be the nice Mum and the nice wife again. The one who has time for everyone and can sit and read to the kids and make yummy dinners that don't need to be rushed and can be cooked out of love and not necessity. I want to be able to just sit and enjoy a movie without feeling guilty and thinking I should be doing some work. I want to sleep in on a Saturday morning and not feel like I have to get up and get going as soon as I am awake.
The funny thing is that I do not feel stressed about the outcome of our visa extension application but I am still bothered about getting everything ready for it. I find it frustrating to not be able to understand the forms we have to fill in. They are in English but I can't understand it because it is such proper English, lawyer talk.
And then I walk out into the street and a sniff the air again, I sit with DC eating kulfi on the side of the road and I watch the people pass us and I am reminded of why we are doing this. Why the difficulty is worth it. I go to buy rice and supplies from our local shop and I realise that I really love the shop owner, a Muslim man. I have a genuine love for him that warms my heart and I am thankful to him for reminding me why we are here. I hear the drums in the street and see the warm smiles of the Hindu's.
I do love this country and these people and maybe I keep needing to put that into perspective when I am driven crazy with filling out a million forms. A million forms and frustration of endless paperwork might just be what it takes to see these people in eternity.
The funny thing is that I do not feel stressed about the outcome of our visa extension application but I am still bothered about getting everything ready for it. I find it frustrating to not be able to understand the forms we have to fill in. They are in English but I can't understand it because it is such proper English, lawyer talk.
And then I walk out into the street and a sniff the air again, I sit with DC eating kulfi on the side of the road and I watch the people pass us and I am reminded of why we are doing this. Why the difficulty is worth it. I go to buy rice and supplies from our local shop and I realise that I really love the shop owner, a Muslim man. I have a genuine love for him that warms my heart and I am thankful to him for reminding me why we are here. I hear the drums in the street and see the warm smiles of the Hindu's.
I do love this country and these people and maybe I keep needing to put that into perspective when I am driven crazy with filling out a million forms. A million forms and frustration of endless paperwork might just be what it takes to see these people in eternity.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
1st December tradition
Dust in our eyes and the smell of fumes in the rush hour traffic but that didn't stop DC and I seeing if we could source a Christmas tree. Off to the market on the scooter we went to find a tree so that we could do our usual family tradition of setting it up on the 1st Dec. We didn't tell the kids we were doing it so we could surprise them.
I was not sure if we would even be able to get a Christmas tree here seeing it is a predominantly Hindu country but not more than two shops into the market there it was. It stood upright and sparse and artificial and more like the ones we had when I was a kid although maybe a little better. It was perfect. They asked if I wanted it boxed which I thought would be a good idea since we were on the scooter. Would have looked funny with a 5.5m tree blowing in the wind as we made our way home. I should have known but by boxed it does not mean that there is a special box that it comes in. It means that we will pack it for you somehow with a box that almost fits but not quite but then bound together by rope that does not quite reach so small pieces are added on to just make it all bundle up. I love how this country works. The fun part is undoing it again.
As expected there were great squeals of delight from the kids as we rode in the driveway. They tore the tree out of our hands and wanted to put it up immediately. However, it was only the 30th Nov. They would have to wait until morning. What a mean Mum but it was worth the wait.
The next morning we put some Christmas music on and I stood back with contentment to see the fun the kids had. They had thought there would be no tree this year and it felt good to bring a touch of Christmas and something of our family tradition with us to India but most of all it was good to see the joy and fun the kids had. S3 (Son 3) was vomiting so we set up a place for him to lie and be a part of the excitement.
As I write the lights are twinkling on the tree and I feel happy. There is something familiar in that tree and it makes me feel great.
I was not sure if we would even be able to get a Christmas tree here seeing it is a predominantly Hindu country but not more than two shops into the market there it was. It stood upright and sparse and artificial and more like the ones we had when I was a kid although maybe a little better. It was perfect. They asked if I wanted it boxed which I thought would be a good idea since we were on the scooter. Would have looked funny with a 5.5m tree blowing in the wind as we made our way home. I should have known but by boxed it does not mean that there is a special box that it comes in. It means that we will pack it for you somehow with a box that almost fits but not quite but then bound together by rope that does not quite reach so small pieces are added on to just make it all bundle up. I love how this country works. The fun part is undoing it again.
As expected there were great squeals of delight from the kids as we rode in the driveway. They tore the tree out of our hands and wanted to put it up immediately. However, it was only the 30th Nov. They would have to wait until morning. What a mean Mum but it was worth the wait.
The next morning we put some Christmas music on and I stood back with contentment to see the fun the kids had. They had thought there would be no tree this year and it felt good to bring a touch of Christmas and something of our family tradition with us to India but most of all it was good to see the joy and fun the kids had. S3 (Son 3) was vomiting so we set up a place for him to lie and be a part of the excitement.
Is this odd?
So I have a funny little thing I do, well not just one but I am only going to talk about one right now.
You know when you eat out and they give you those little sachets of tomato sauce or little packets of sugar with your coffee, well, If I don't use them I put them in my bag and take them home. DC thinks this is a funny thing to do. I only do it if they are put on my plate, I don't take them from the shelves they sometimes have them on. He laughs every time I do it
They come in handy, especially when we run out of sauce. The other night this happened and I was able to put one next to every ones plate at dinner time. (I didn't see DC laughing then as he squirted his special little pack on his dinner.) They give so much of the stuff over here that we could possibly keep a good stock in the cupboard if we ate out more.
So there we have it. Just one more little quirk I have and I'm not ashamed of it. I am sure there are many other undercover sauce collectors.
You know when you eat out and they give you those little sachets of tomato sauce or little packets of sugar with your coffee, well, If I don't use them I put them in my bag and take them home. DC thinks this is a funny thing to do. I only do it if they are put on my plate, I don't take them from the shelves they sometimes have them on. He laughs every time I do it
They come in handy, especially when we run out of sauce. The other night this happened and I was able to put one next to every ones plate at dinner time. (I didn't see DC laughing then as he squirted his special little pack on his dinner.) They give so much of the stuff over here that we could possibly keep a good stock in the cupboard if we ate out more.
So there we have it. Just one more little quirk I have and I'm not ashamed of it. I am sure there are many other undercover sauce collectors.
Cheeky monkeys
Cries from upstairs and screams of fear echoed through the house. What on earth was going on?
Monkey alert, monkey alert, monkeys in the house. The cheeky little things, two of them, had come into the house and helped themselves to our food in the kitchen. Half eaten potatoes and custard apple were left strewn on the floor and up the hallway. Pepper corns were scattered and the fridge left open. Eggs were taken from the fridge and also our treasured papaya. Further up the stairs I find a container from our pantry and more food scraps.
Some of the kids had locked themselves in a bedroom while D1(daughter 1) was on the roof top facing her own monkey ordeal. They had blocked the entrance to the stairwell and moved towards her. She hid herself under a blanket not knowing what to do. They came near her and growled and sniffed and poked her. Finally she screamed and they ran away.
So all in all it was quite an eventful afternoon. I still love monkeys but from a distance. They can become very aggressive if cornered. I would not want to come face to face with one in our kitchen.
Monkey alert, monkey alert, monkeys in the house. The cheeky little things, two of them, had come into the house and helped themselves to our food in the kitchen. Half eaten potatoes and custard apple were left strewn on the floor and up the hallway. Pepper corns were scattered and the fridge left open. Eggs were taken from the fridge and also our treasured papaya. Further up the stairs I find a container from our pantry and more food scraps.
Some of the kids had locked themselves in a bedroom while D1(daughter 1) was on the roof top facing her own monkey ordeal. They had blocked the entrance to the stairwell and moved towards her. She hid herself under a blanket not knowing what to do. They came near her and growled and sniffed and poked her. Finally she screamed and they ran away.
So all in all it was quite an eventful afternoon. I still love monkeys but from a distance. They can become very aggressive if cornered. I would not want to come face to face with one in our kitchen.
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