Keeping with the schedule, I taught a workshop at Buhobe on Tuesday. It was suppose to be from 11am to 2pm but with the usually two hour delay because people can't "keep time" as the call it, the workshop finally got done at 4pm.
While preparing for this workshop I ask Pastor Robert which of my subject matter would this church prefer (out of money management, business skills, and culture). He said "They request that you teach on pigs and cattle. Pigs and cattle?! What? That was not any of my material. I said, "And I suppose they want to be taught about pig and cattle disease?" "Yes," he replied. Of course. That would happen. All the way in Africa, not able to research and not in my field of work. Yep. I replied that I would not be about to teach on this because that was out of my knowledge and I would hate to give them bad information. Oh, the look of hurt and rejection I got when I said that. Of course, followed by a small polite "it's fine". Oh, well, not like I could change that. So I just prayed about it.
So needless to say, I was worried about not being about to answer the pig and cattle questions I was expecting to receive at this workshop in Buhobe. No need to worry! They didn't ask a thing about swine or cattle! Just a bunch of questions on business, ...and farming crops, and growing corn, and growing pineapple, and tomatoes, and how to get rid of moles from their potato plants and how to get rid of some purple flower weed I have never heard of before and oh, yeah, why one lady's banana tree was dying. Well, that was a little unexpected. I did a lot of "let me get back to you on that" and "did you try watering it and protecting it from the sun?" (believe it or not this was a big factor there). I did try to talk about some animal care topics and including that prevention is better than cure when it comes to diseases. At the end, they all thanked me. One lady stood up and thank me for teaching them that they needed to give their animals clean water. 0_0 Okkkkk, well at least they got something!
After the workshop and a meal, which I didn't want because I was tired and wanted just to get back to Buwuni asap, a man requested that I give him advice on his fish ponds. Sure, because I know all about that too. (not). I told him I could take a look, its not like I could refuse. I remember praying on the walk over to it. Thankfully, my interpreter from last year was there and had some good advice to offer him. God doesn't disappoint.
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