MK Tales
Mildy Amusing Missionary Kid stories from an ex-Bolivian MK
Well! At long last, a brave soul heeded the call […]
When we lived in Bolivia, we were pretty poor. Better […]
And once again we return to the innocent and occasionally […]
By now you’d know that when I was young I […]
I’ll be brutally honest: church in Bolivia was never any […]
Midway through highschool we caught whiff of rumours in the […]
Thursdays were always Mum & Dad’s special day to spend […]
A while back I wrote about Joel and I racing […]
Since neither set of our parents were really into the […]
‘Twas the night before Christmas and all through the barrio, […]
Ah… where to start with Abi? The beginning I suppose. […]
Now that all the tin is gone, and all the […]