Saturday, April 8, 1978, 6:00 pm, Day 802

Around 9:30 or so, I went on up to read in bed for awhile. I couldn't concentrate on my reading. As soon as I laid down, I got this terrific urge to go out tonight, anywhere, just to go out. I lay there, fighting it for awhile, and then I finally gave in and told myself "Ok, I'm going out."

I went on down to Omar Khayams to see Fatu. She was there but she wasn't too pleased at me. She had heard about my sleeping with Diana, and so she was very jealous. For awhile she wouldn't even come over to where I was sitting, but finally she made it that far. She didn't agree to dance with me though. After quite awhile, she went over and had a chat with Mr.Tucker, the manager of Omar Khayams. When she was done, Mr.Tucker asked me to come over and sit with them. I sat down, and then Mr.Tuckerproceeded to tell me just what Fatu had in mind. He said that Fatu thought that I should pay her some money because I slept with another woman. He said that Fatu had at first wanted 400 leones, but that he, Mr.Tucker, had helped me out by getting Fatu to lower the amount down to only 100 leones.

I told him, "Thank you. That was good of you." I then calmly stated that Fatu did not have a case, and that I was not going to give her anything. Fatu said that she wanted to go to CID (Central Intelligence Department) to settle this, so I agreed. they sent for the CID man and he soon came over. I didn't recognize him as being a policeman because he didn't have a uniform. After I knew he was CID though, I chuckled to myself when I checked out his plain-clothes disguise. It was casual western dress, topped off by a funny little cap atop his head. Fatu and I went out with him and then, standing there at the gate of CID, he had us each tell our story. It was no sweat. I just told mine and Fatu told hers, but still she had no case. After awhile, we moved on into the CID office, where we could sit down and talk some more.

There was a woman there that also worked for CID, and so we filled her in on the situation. I did okay. I was never under any stress or worry or anything. All I did was to state what was so, and the case just disolved. I also stated my reasons for turning to another woman, telling about how Fatu failed to come to my village, and how she lately charged me a higher than fair price.

I felt sorry for Fatu going through all of this. She got caught in a lie a few times and broke into tears. Her crying almost made me start. I never once got mad at her or anything. I understood how she might feel, that she was a bit jealous, and I figured that she had a right to do what she did, even though she didn't have a case. After it was all over, Fatu asked me for two leones so she could dash the CID people, so I gave it to her. Afterwards, Fatu and I returned to Omar Khayams and we had another beer. Soon after, the place closed, so we came to my house.

I didn't think that she was planning to do it, but after awhile in bed, she broke down and wanted me to make love to her. Afterwards, we went to sleep.

Sunday, April 16, 1978, 9:00 pm, Day 810

I left Freetown finally last Sunday, and on Monday I made it up to Kamiendor. Work has been progressing up here for awhile now. Each day the people are making about 80 concrete blocks. We have about 1000 now, and still need to make another 650. That is their work, and I haven't gotten too involved with doing it myself. For my first two days back, I sat and watched them, but then I decided that I had other stuff that needed to get done.

These last three days I've been working by myself on refinishing the well access footpath. I want to fix it up so that a wheelbarrow will make it easily. I am getting rid of all of the overhanging bush, cutting the weeds off of the footpath, and then pulling out all of the rocks and roots that are sticking up. I manage to do about 500 feet per day, and so I should reach the well site by the end of tomorrow. Then I will spend the next two days cleaning up and making everything ready at the well site.

This is all work that the communal labor could be doing but I am handling it myself just to give me some good physical labor. Without that, I can't feel that I am doing a good day's work.

In a few days I will be heading off to Faiama, a village about 140 miles south of here. It will take me at least two days to get there, as I will end up stopping off to visit with volunteers along the way. I promised Sandy that I would stop by on my way down, and so I will probably spend the night there. She is the girl from Pendembu, north of Mobai. I am also considering spending a night at Brian's house in Senehun, near Saiama.

Some people were scheduled to be coming up to Kamiendor, but it doesn't look like they will make it. First, Diana said that she was leaving Freetown last Tuesday to reach here on Wednesday, but she never made it. I didn't really expect her, because when I last saw her, she told me that she can only leave Freetown on Tuesdays, and that if she happens to be sick that Tuesday, then she would have to wait until the next Tuesday. That sounds a bit fishy to me. That is why I didn't really expect her. I will still be in town this next Wednesday though, to give her one more chance to show up.

Second, Mr.Dainkeh, my man from MEP, said that he was planning a trip up here in a week, and he said this over a week ago. He is supposed to make trips out to these village projects periodically, but in the over a year that I have been here, he hasn't paid this place a visit yet. He is going on leave in about four more days and will be changing jobs after that, so I would say that the chances of him making it out here are now pretty slim. John Gander from CUSO, was also wanting to come up with Mr.Dainkeh.

Monday, April 17, 1978, 8:00 pm, Day 811

Then secondly, I've been trying a new approach with my women here in Kamiendor. Before, I often got carried away in my efforts, and so always ended up feeling frustrated when they turned me down. Now, with my new system, I am just playing it cool with them, not letting myself go overboard. It's been two full days now since I have grabbed a breast. Now, if I come up to greet my ladies, I just give them a little hug or a pat on the behind, or just whatever seems natural. That's the thing. I just do whatever seems natural for the situation, and so the ladies don't get put off by my actions. I've had good results so far. One lady even patted my behind when she went by, and then this morning she gave me about ten bananas for me to eat.

This lady is the subject of my experiment. Before, I used to try to touch her breast every time we met, and every time she always pulled away. It sure was frustrating. Now though, with my new system, she is beginning to make the moves on me.

Also, these past few days I have been very liberal in my giving. Nobody has humbugged me by asking for more than I was willing to give, and a few times I even gave before I was asked.

Today, I started in on some of the paperwork involved in coming up with a water system design handbook. I've gotten together quite a collection of tables and equations and procedures needed to do a design. I still need some more, and then there would still remain all of the writing necessary to tell how to use all of the charts and tables. What I did today was mostly just go through all of my old papers and got what I needed, and then copied them over nice and neatly and legibly. They are all just stuck in a folder now, and they still have to be added to , and then when I think that I have everything I need, then I will have to organize it all.

Thursday, April 20, 1978, 6:00 pm, Day 814

My meeting her Tuesday was a whole bunch of lucky coincedences for her. First, last Monday Moiba mentioned to me that we should get over to Densembadu sometime to look at the water source. Then, on Tuesday I took my motorcycle and went over to Densembadu. I bush cleared from the water source through to the town and also put in survey pegs all the way. I was also making up a survey notebook so that I could come back and survey it the next day. I had reached inside town finally, and was in the process of putting in one peg, when a lorry came into town and stopped to let off passengers, just as it does every day at that time. Densembadu is the end of the line, and so all passengers going to Kamiendor then have to walk the last two miles.

So, there I was, bent over, putting in this peg when the lorry pulled up and stopped just behind me. I didn't pay it any mind, but then I heard someone calling, "Don. Don.", so I turned around to see who it was. To my complete surprise, there was Diana, sitting there in the back of the lorry. Considering how many days I've spent working in Densembadu, I would say that it was something of a miracle that I was there at the right time.

Friday, April 21, 1978, 2:00 pm, Day 815