
Our very first home in
Senegal, in the town of Bignona |

Me and my two friends |

I spent most of my time with
these two neighbours |

A group of local girls,
holding my sister Bethany |

Several kids dressed up as
part of a cultural ritual |

Someone is taking this game
a little too seriously! |

The two in costume would
dance in the middle, surrounding by the dancing crowd |

Looking into a large tree |

A woman plants rice the
traditional way |

These trees were often found
in the more rainforest-like parts of southern Senegal |

Living in the village of
Santiaba |

Young boys are circumcised
in a ceremony attended by many of the men of the village. |

Some folks from the village,
with my mom standing in the back |

Two men from the village,
looking almost as cool as me |

Not sure what this is, but
it sure looks like a young boy trying to escape a mob! |

Celebrations and dances were
taken very seriously! |

The "house band" |

This guy has probably been
drumming for hours! |

Our house in Santiaba, seen
from the side nearest the village (a couple hundred meters away) |

Two cows in our backyard |

Bethany with her little
friend |

Me playing soccer with
several of the village boys
|

Often I had the only "ball",
in this case a blue plastic thing that probably belonged at a beach |

My mom hanging up the laundry |

A group of women working in
the field right behind our house |

Me and my sister, Bekka,
climbing a large tree in our backyard |

Gathering outside one of the
village houses; my dad is on the right drinking "tea". |

Fields were plowed by hand,
just like these two men are doing |

A woman waters her small
garden |

My sisters with an
unidentified village kid. |

Bethany and Bekka |

My dad walks past our well
and toward the village |

Drawing water from the well
was a group affair |

Me and our short-lived dog,
Dagon |

A group gathers in the
village |

Under the mango tree... |

Our house on the left, my
dad's study on the right, seen from our backyard |

One of the men from the
village tries his hand at mowing the lawn! |

Me on the swing in our
backyard |

The center of
the village, with the chief's house on the right |

Bekka and me, with our brief
pet monkey, Cheechee |

Bekka and Cheechee on the
swing |

Bethany has her turn posing |
And finally, Cheechee
poses solo. |

My dad pulling water from
the well |

Our house on the right,
looking past our front yard to the rice fields beyond |

Our family in the front yard |

Another local celebration |

Everybody puts on their
finest clothes! |

The crowd moves on |

Bekka tries her hand at the
African dance. The villagers find the little white girl very
amusing! |

Dust rises from the ground
as the huge group moves |

A group of women hoeing the
ground for planting |

They break into dancing as
the photo was taken |

Our house, seen from the
field behind our house. |

Water from the well... |

A few little kids coming
around to sell some fruit |

The local school, having
just received a gift of a world map |

Typical houses of a southern
Senegal village |

The "teen dorm" at the
boarding school in Fanda |

Bekka (on the right), a
couple other missionary kids and a few kids from the village |

Me suiting up to play soccer
at school. |

Sitting on the beach in
Dakar, on a break from school |

Bethany and her friend down
by the Casamance river, with Baobab trees in the background |

Bethany poses by a dugout
canoe in the Casamance, which is actually the world's thinnest and most
river-like ocean inlet |

The walk back from the river
to Fanda |

Bethany and her friend again |

The shores of the Casamance,
where we teens would often spend the afternoon |

Driving south from Dakar |

There are several areas in
the northern region that consist entirely of Baobab trees to the horizon |

Driving behind a dangerously
underloaded truck (by African standards) |

Vehicles yield the
right-of-way to cattle |