Well, my truck driver started a riot...
Well, my truck driver started a
riot. Last week I rented a truck, driver, and some movers to help me move a ton
of stuff from the hospital compound to our new home in Kpalimé. We almost made
it all the way back without an incident, but about 5 minutes from our house a
moto-taxi driver didn't like how the truck driver was driving. And the truck
driver didn't like the moto-taxi driver’s attitude or the way he was driving
either. So the truck driver pulled over, got out of the truck [the big
mistake], and started yelling at the moto-taxi driver. Then moto-taxi driver B
came running over to help moto-taxi driver A, so all the movers jumped out of
the truck to defend their boss, the truck driver. They held back moto-taxi
driver B, but he kept trying to hit the truck driver so they punched him and
tore his shirt. With that, lot of people started coming over to see what was
happening. Next thing you know there are 40 people surrounding the truck
yelling, some punching each other, and a few slapping the cab doors.
Where am during all this? I’m sitting
in the cab hoping I don’t get yanked out the window and beat up. Keep in mind,
I can’t really take a side here because both guys were behaving badly and I
can’t talk anyone into calming down because everyone is yelling so loudly that you
can’t hear anything. Additionally, no one is yelling in French; it’s all in
tribal languages so I wouldn't have been able to understand them even if they
had been talking slowly. Therefore, I wasn’t even sure what was going on
because I didn't know what they we saying and I was watching most of the action
through the semi-shattered side mirror.
I called one of the other
missionaries, Jim Gerhart who thankfully, was in a meeting with one of the
local pastors. Pastor Happy was blessing #1 and blessing #2 was that the riot
was taking place near the city's gendarmerie so it didn't take too long for some officials to arrive. Jim, the pastor, a soldier, and a police inspector arrived
at about the same time. While the policeman was sorting everything out the
pastor was explaining everything to us. Apparently, road-rage wasn't the only
motivating factor; the two drivers were from different tribes which have had
conflict before and the truck driver was known (but not known to me) to be a
trouble-maker.
Once the policeman had the crowd
under control the pastor told the movers to take the truck and leave, so we got
out of Dodge and unloaded the stuff at my house. In the end, the two drivers
went to jail, but no one was seriously injured and the cargo made it into the
house so I’ll chalk that one up as a victory.
Now we are
jumping into ministry details: last Friday we had a meeting of the officers of the
association of Christian schools. It was very encouraging to see them making
wise decisions in the face of difficult problems. One of the most difficult
situations is that one of the 14 schools is struggling so much that it may
close this year. Please pray for wisdom for all of us here as we seek to do
what will most honor God in this set circumstances.
We planned much of our summer
schedule at the Christian school meeting. I’ll be helping one of our other
missionary co-workers, Christy Sopcisak, plan and present a curriculum seminar
for a few teachers, then about a month after that I’ll be doing a seminar (with
much help from Roger and Christy) working on our new History/Geography
curriculum with a group of teachers. Finally, they asked me to work on a discipleship
program for all the Christian school teachers. We want all the teachers to be
discipled and to be discipling their students. As you know, that is the purpose
of the Christian schools, to proclaim the gospel of Jesus and to make disciples
of Him.
On another note, many of you have
been asking how the kids are doing. Manny and Cyrus are adjusting well, and we
are looking forward to staying in one place for a little while since we have
had 6 different homes in the 4 & 1/2 years since Manny has been born; this house
makes #7. One problem so far is that the kids are afraid of spiders. I feel
their pain. I remember that when I was a kid living here in Togo I was very
afraid of spiders. Now… I’m still very afraid of spiders, I've just learned to
deal with the fear.
Someone always asks me, “what do
you need?” First, we need your prayers as we adjust and spend more time with
our ministry partners. Second, we still need $2,000 towards paying the import
tax on our vehicle which will be arriving in August. Third, the Christian
school ministry needs $6,000 to be ready for next school year: this includes expenses
for a curriculum seminar, in-service training, and replacement books and
materials for 14 schools.
Finally, we need you. There are
many ways you may be able to be involved in the ministry here in Togo. If you
are interested, send me an e-mail at andrewandmary@abwe.cc.
To God be the glory,
Andrew Paul Ward
Andrew Paul Ward