Monday, February 23, 2009
Yesterday we went to visit our friends Constantine and Rebecca. Constantine attended the Bible study that we held in our home years ago, and when we left, they began hosting it. Sadly, it fell apart after we left. They told us that when they ran into former participants and asked them why they had stopped coming, many of them said that they had enjoyed going to the White man’s house. We learned a lot from that experience. Rebecca is a tailor, and she has opened a new shop. She told me that she has seen me walk past it on the other side of the street several times. I asked her why she hadn’t called out to me, and she said that if she had, people nearby would have known my name and would have been able to use it. Constantine is a payment collector for a government micro-lending division. It was set up to meet the requirements of the International Monetary Fund and the World Bank when some of Cameroon’s debts were forgiven. We asked him what percentage of the loans get repaid, and he said about half of them. His job is very difficult, because when he goes to collect the payments, he often finds that people have moved away.