“Give us this day our daily bread” is a prayer that takes on
new layers of meaning when living in the village. For the people around me,
bread is a special treat, not a daily event. Daily sago on the other hand, is
what makes a meal. In fact the word for sago is the word for food, as it’s not a real meal unless it involves
sago.
Although I am from a more bread-based tradition, I still do
not have daily bread in the village. Instead, I have Saturday bread, as that is
the day on which I have time and energy for baking. With no stove, I make my
bread in the frypan as a series of foccacias. With no refrigeration, I make
enough bread for a few days, but not enough to start a mould farm. Fresh bread
lasts three days, and even then it pays to double check for furry spots before
eating lunch on Monday. After that I eat crackers for lunch until baking day
comes around the following Saturday.
Even without daily bread, my daily needs are well met, which
is what the prayer is really about. I am well set up in the village, with both
the food I bring with me and the food others give to me. I am not in want and
with a little forethought and planning, can have a healthy balanced diet. In
fact, more often than not, my daily bread (or crackers) comes with my daily
nutella, which is a luxury item, but one which softens the edge of each day J
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