The Tchad Times

Staci Davenport

Ants

Have you ever put ants in milk, just to see what would happen? Have you ever put ants in milk to see if the milk was bad? If you don’t think ants are a reasonable way to test the safety of milk, you’re probably not from around here. The fourmi ("an...

Thunder

15 May 2019 The ceiling fan circles above, clicking and wafting waves of warm air. Kids play under the mango trees outside, crunching mango leaves under their bare feet and bike tires, laughing, yelling. Behind all of the usual afternoon sounds on the...

Comfort

2 March 2019 I looked up at the large light bulbs above our heads and wished that they’d used the electricity flowing to those light bulbs to power some ceiling fans instead. The pastor was saying something in French about following Jesus first, and a...

Peanut

26 February 2019 Sometimes patients are the most grateful when we provide treatment for the most simple problems. Today a family carried their 3 year old into our outpatient consultation area. She started crying as soon as she saw nasaras in scrubs fr...

Bougie

5 February 2019 Part of adjusting to a new place is learning where to buy groceries. I’m still learning, but I am glad to say I’ve found the Wegman’s/Publix/Whole Foods/Central Market (pick your favorite local bougie grocery store) of Béré. The bougie...

Footling

23 January 2019 Are some babies more valuable than others? Of course not, right? To some moms, though, there seems to be a difference. When a mother has had 8 pregnancies but no living children, that 9th baby is precious, compared to the 12th baby a m...

Wake

13 January 2019 I guess I’m holding a wake. I never really planned to do this. On the other hand, one of the worst things I can think of is being stuck in an airtight box and buried alive, so a wake seems like a pretty good alternative to doing that t...

Welcome

17 December 2018 I stood at the gate in the Addis Ababa airport, passport and boarding pass in hand, waiting to board a bus to the plane headed to N’djamena. A couple of women brushed past me to stand at the front of the line—the middle line of th...