Language #2

Oh how I wish I grew up hearing more than one language. I knew language learning would be difficult but I didn’t know in what ways. My Hausa language learning was for a month with a local principle, and therefore he knew how to teach. Fulfulde study is a bit different and a little more vexing. My teacher is a medical worker and is not used to explaining grammar or things like sentence structure. Regardless of the frustration, the days come and go where I must speak to survive.



Starting in two weeks, I will be thrown into the bush during the weekends. I hope that this will challenge me and motivate me to learn the language as efficiently and quickly as possible. Once I have a solid foundation of the language I can begin memorizing “stories” in Fulfulde and start ministry. M & R worked in my bush village for a month when they first arrived on the field 5 years ago. However, the people kept expecting something of monetary value from them, so they finally decided to transfer their ministry elsewhere. Please lift up that the Father has softened hearts over the years and that He will dissatisfy the current condition of their hearts.


The picture below is of the chief of the village in which I will be living during language study and my new house. I hope that even with my limited language skills right now, that I can form strong bonds with the women in “B”. I look forward to sharing wonderful testimonies of my time with the Sokoto Fulani in the bush. Let this new phase of the journey begin!

With the chief and his wife in front of my new house!

Village "B"

My language helpers

Daily pounding of millet