One of the translators, Alex, is holding a container of the ants.
While I was in Agoro I ate flying ants. Need I say more? They were actually quite tasty. A little crunchy, but very tasty. They are called "mweng" in the local language, or "flying white ants" in translation. They are these huge, dumb insects that swarm around any light at dusk. So the protein-deprived camp inhabitants collect them when they swarm in their huts, cook them, pull off the wings and eat them.
I love Africa.
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That is so funny! But when you are really hungry you eat what is available.
You can now identify with John the Baptist. I am glad the ants were tasty. I pray that God will continue to bless your willingness with His special care.
Rachel! It is good to hear from you. I didn't know that you have a Google account. How are you? :)
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