
Feeling inadequate for the job Owen took extra training
whilst in the UK with a view to training others in the
regions on his return to Zaïre, but lack of funding meant
the scheme never took off.
As the children progressed to secondary school Owen was
involved in ‘the school run’ not only to get them there on
time, but also to pick them up from various activities
football, basketball, life-guarding at the swimming pool,
as well as the many social activities in a teenager’s diary!
He was always there for them and for outings and fun
occasions. Heavily involved in the international French
church he was often called upon to preach there and in
the English church, and encouraged the young people in
their different activities.
Amongst the visitors to our veranda was a young lad from
Ntondo. John Mola was blind and attending a Catholic
school for the blind. Owen encouraged him to persevere
with his studies until at last he obtained his State
diploma which enabled him to teach at primary level.
Armed with this John, set out to visit all our churches and
round up the blind children with a view to setting up a
school for them. Owen encouraged him this, and now the
school has been in existence for many years helping blind
and visually impaired children to study and take their
place in society.
We were occasionally asked to go to distant villages to
preach. As we were approaching our last years of
service, we realised that here was a great need. Why
had we not seen it before when we were younger and
more able to put up with the rude conditions and to learn
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‘Forty years’ is what he said
! Not taking it quite literally
I nevertheless understood it to mean ‘our working lives’,
which is what our mission to Africa turned out to be:
quite an adventure.
We flew out to the Congo in August 1961. A train from
Kinshasa (then Léopoldville) took us to Kimpese where we
were welcomed by the head of the schools complex
called EPI (Ecole de Pasteurs et d’Instituteurs). At that
time there was a primary school, a secondary school from
which students then went on to teach, a pastoral training
school, and a women’s school.
We were there for the secondary school, and Owen was
soon immersed in teaching chemistry, with French and
English textbooks and dictionaries scattered around.
Soon he was supervising the transformation of a large
classroom into a chemistry lab and had the students
working on experiments.
At first we were given time to learn the local language,
Kikongo, with the expectation that Owen would soon be
preaching. We also had responsibilities in the school:
taking class registers; weekly house inspection (students,
mainly young men who had started school 4 or 5 years
late, were housed in simple tiny red-brick houses in the
forest) ; class prayer meetings; and general discipline.
The students looked after themselves and once a week
staff members inspected their houses to check on
cleanliness. Owen also got regular football training
sessions going. EPI nestled in the foothills of the Crystal
mountain range, so he had his teams running to the top
and back as part of their training!
Owen also loved fishing and spent hours setting up ponds
for fish-farming to provide much-needed protein for the
student diet.
By the time Janet Mary and Jonathan came along, Owen
was being drawn into administration, first as Treasurer
and then as general Head of the complex that had
changed to IPE (Institut Pédagogique Evangélique) to
include a new teacher-training college at a higher level.
These were, however, rather tense years with land
disputes and political tensions. At one stage it was
reported in the national press that Owen was languishing
in jail in Matadi! Untrue, but we had some very
unpleasant experiences at this time. The Lord kept us
safe and free from harm.
In 1978, following the nationalisation of schools, we
moved to Kinshasa where Owen became head of finance
for the Baptist Community of the River Zaïre, as it was
called then. Here we began a quite different sort of life,
with the British school for the children just across the
road.