Visions of Mayos

I got an email from my friend who is visiting Mayos (the Baka encampment that I frequented when I was in Cameroon). She told me of how she is enjoying her time with the missionaries and with their precious children. She described a little of the Sunday worship service (they are really having weekly worship services!). And she mentioned meeting some Baka whom I have fond memories of. Though I really wish I could be there with her, it is neat to see Mayos through her eyes. I think tonight I will fall asleep with visions of Mayos dancing in my head.