so, we're trying to get the roof finished before we leave for several weeks - and it's not the time of building, so people have been reluctant to bring the green sticks and sisal plants (for ropes) to do the work - and the roofers have . aaaahh . also lacked 'incentive' (for reasons entirely opaque to us) - so, there I was, early one morning, way out in the boondocks with a group of guys who were gathering the materials in the bush - I had skipped breakfast because I figured it would be a relatively short trip - it wasn't
- I wasn't in a position to help with the work, other than to load the stuff on the truck afterwards, so I sat there reading and taking notes for some team trainings - I noticed my alertness levels approximated a sine wave, which I attributed to blood sugar levels, when one of the guys walked past and commented on how tired they all were
- once again, I was reminded of how much work they do on so little resources - they hadn't eaten either - in fact, they typically don't eat but one or two small meals a day - one or more of those meals may be "nagwe," or, local beer (vitamin B or not, productivity Definitely goes down) - while I'm used to three meals a day, any one of which would likely serve them well as their 'one', and I tend to whine if I don't get them - go figure
- blessings
Tom
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