Sunday, October 18, 2015

Turkeys

As Ken went over his lesson Sunday morning, he noticed a minor disturbance out the second story window. The yard across the street is enclosed by adobe walls, and perched high a top the back wall strutted three young turkeys, back and forth teetering and bumping each other as they went back and forth. It looked like a video game with birds fluttering by each other pushing along at the top of the wall. Suddenly one toppled off. He landed down inside the yard nearest our building and couldn't fly out. He called desperately up to his buddies, and they answered back in solemn despair. Just then a human head popped up. Noticing Ken at the window across the yards, he called out, "Have you seen my turkeys?"
"Uh there's one down below."
"Oh, what color is it?"
"Black."
"That's my turkey! Can you get it for me? What if I put a ladder down there? Could he climb up?"
"I don't know; did you train him to?"
Pretty soon the guy paddled around the front and had a ladder against the wall. He climbed up and started calling out to his turkey...to no avail. Just then our landlord, Santos, appeared and took command of the situation. "Hey, you, get down....what's going on?" The guy peered around, and Santos recognized him, "Hey, neighbor, what's the problem?"
Super Santos was standing up on the wall in a  flash. He pulled that ladder up one side and dropped it down the other. He chased the stray turkey around the yard till he nailed it by the foot and stood there feeling proud of himself...till his eyes met Ken's. Ken called out, "Santos, you hunting turkeys this morning?"
He answered sheepishly, "Um I'm just helping my neighbor solve a problem." Pretty soon he was back over the wall, turkey delivered, muttering, "Otro situacion problematico resolvado!" Our day was off to an interesting start.
Our week took us from VirĂº, to Trujillo, back to Chao and Nuevo Chao. Highlights include meeting with investigator families, sharing chancaca  (molasses) cookies, attending an investigator evening with several families, accepting their manzanilla tea, playing with all the children and learning how to play Peruvian Jenga with matches and an Inca Kola bottle. All in all, a fun busy week.

Strolling along in Chao 
Peruvian Jenga....
...just as exciting as Jenga 
Mary, another talented student 
The Selfie Queen snatched my phone again! 
31 flavors of Papas...invented in Peru!

4 comments:

  1. Reminds me of the time in Circleville we spent the afternoon watching a bull across the highway trying to decide if he was going to jump the fence or not. Glad you still get to pass some of your time being less busy just watching fowl antics.

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  2. Lizzy: How many potatoes do you need?
    Hyrum: Can you taste the differences in all the flavors?
    Joe: Do they taste good?
    Martha: That turkey story is a hoot! Or maybe a gobble . . . You should write a book: only in Peru . . .
    Lyle: That is a lot of potatoes!

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  3. All: the Jenga looks AWESOME!!

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