Mornings begin with skies. There is little transition from darkness to light. The first greys begins about 5:40 and by 6:00 the world is well defined. Some morning we are blessed with colors, splashed above our heads.
Three or 4 mornings a week find me jogging to the water. Here the world is calm while moisture builds incredible towers and shape of silent power. These constructs are quiet reminders of my insignificance: a call for a little humility.
But it is a soft call that I can quickly dismiss as I hustle home to shower and gather my materials for the day.
Our apartment, as I have mentioned, is above the Samuels' store -- 5 S for the 5 Samuel's. Laurie's is the window on the left, my is on the right.
So it's out the door each morning with greetings to the dogs, to the cats, to the children off to their own schools, and to Papa Waltes who mans the store when Maryana goes to work.
Our home is only a short distance away from the school. We pass the church with its inviting steps and its bell tower - with a bell which sets the dog population howling.
We walk on the sidewalk, up the street to the regular entrance to the elementary school and then, just beyond, to entrance to COM Pohnpei Campus.
This week the school’s Blue Plate Café has opened for the semester, serving a selection of 3 meals each Thursday. Some students man the kitchen doing the preparation and cooking while others serve as waiter/waitress, cashiers, or hostess. This is a pleasant break of routine between classes.
Laurie, Emma, and I were happy to see Tracy already had a table when we arrived. How could she NOT invite us to join her?!
It's a hard life, but as they say, someone has got to do it. . .
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