On Tuesday afternoon I was told that there would be a small group going to a Xavante village that was about an hour and a half bus ride from General Carneiro. I needed to pick 5 people from my team of 14 to go and "play" with the children in the village. There were only a few Xavantes that spoke Portuguese in this village, those being male adults. Of course everyone wanted to go and it was dificult to decide who was most prepared to go. My first list of 5 did not include my name, but the leader of the Project objected to that and said she wanted me to go. I was concerned about leaving Michael and Maira behind and also concerned about taking them with me! She assured me it would be fine to take them, so I put myself on the list and then called the children's ministry team together to give them the news. God gave me the words at that moment because I know many of them had their hearts broken by not being picked. But I was able to give solid reasons for each person that I picked and everyone took the decision very well and later told me that they totally agreed with how I had made my decisions. Steve was shocked when I told him I was going, but he didn't say much except for, "are you sure you and the kids should go?" :) I spent that evening getting materials ready to take with us to use with the children and getting everything the kids and I would need for 2 days in one backpack!
Everything was exactly like I had seen in so many missionary presentations since my days at Moody Bible Institute. I always wanted to go to an indian tribe, but I knew I wasn't gifted in languages and doubted I had what it takes to live in an isolated tribe! Happily, God sent Steve my way and I have always felt very content in knowing that what we do helps those who are in the indian tribes. Anyway, I had given up on ever having this experience...and yet God gave me this amazing opportunity! And He gave it to Michael and Maira as well! (Steve has had this experience already) Some of you may remember my silly story of when I was a teenager and I somehow had the courage at a youth meeting to say that I was willing to go "wherever God wanted to send me...even if there were spiders!". Well, as I tried to get to sleep after that first day in the Xavante tribe, it was more than spiders that I was worried about! And when I woke up in the morning, I managed to stay calm as I saw a HUGE spider on the wall just a foot or so from my feet! We slept on 2 inch mattresses on the floor and I had seen several cockroaches running around in the hallway, kitchen, and bathroom when I got up in the middle of the night(YUCK!)...but I had not been thinking about the spiders! I contemplated killing it with a shoe, but decided that I didn't want that mess on MY shoe! So I just kept my eye on it and prayed that it would quietly go away. It did, but not before Michael woke up and saw it! His reaction was, "whoa!". I acted very calm and told him to just get dressed quickly and to keep his eyes on it!
This is the first of 3 Xavante tribes/villages that we saw. We stayed in the third one at the end of a very bumpy dirt road. We were literally in the middle of nowhere.
The state of Mato Grosso made some kind of agreement to help the Xavante by building them homes. They were to build 20 homes for this village. In the end the built only 10. Here you see the traditional hut beside the cement home.
This is where they get all the water that they need. It isn't far from the village, but it isn't convenient either!
This is the school that was built by the state in 2007. The Xavante indians requested that it be built in the shape of an armadillo because they feel that it represents their people. The "library" is in the head of the armadillo, the 2 classrooms in the body, and (for obvious reasons) the bathrooms in the rear! :)
See the girl walking away with a basket on her back?
Here she is again...and now you can see that she carries the weight of the basket with her head and neck because the strap goes over her forehead.
And this is what is in the basket!!!!

On the morning of the second day, the kids had a surprise for us. One of them caught a baby owl and tied a string to it. Michael and Maira loved holding the little guy, but later came crying to me because they kids were not treating it nicely. What can I say..they inherited my tender heart for all of God's creatures.