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The search of the father

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Some years ago when mobile phones was not being used, only landline and post office to send letters, there was a girl from the coast of Papua New Guinea, who had a pan-pal from the Highland, Wabag, in Enga Province. For years they sent letters through their school address, but never met face to face. After grade 10 graduation they agreed to meet up, and the girl would go up to the highland to meet her long loved one she had never met in real life. Right after the graduation Sharmella board a ship, without informing her parents or her relatives where she was going, even her best friends, and shore at Lae Port. She jumped at a bus that was heading to Mt Hagen. She had never been to any part of the Highlands region before. She only followed the instructions from her pan-pal on how to catch the bus from Lae to Mt Hagen, and from Hagen to Wabag, and he would pick her up at Wabag bus stop. She arrived at Wabag bus stop and waited for her husband to be to pick her up. She waited for ho...

The Potato girl

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There are many stories told in different countries, but there was one in Papua New Guinea that never been told. Some years ago missionaries first arrived at the costal part of Papua New Guinea. In 1942 World War II began, and many young Papua New Guinean along the coast line were victimized. On the other end, Highlanders had no idea of what had happened on the other side of the country. They had never seen ra white man before, nor boats nor guns. When they saw or heard war planes flying above them they thought it was a big giant bird, and the strongest men in the clan would ran after them to hunt them down. They never walk up the highest mountain because they thought beyond that mountain is the end of the world, and they would fall endlessly. Place for the afterlife. Some years after the war, missionaries build roads into the highlands, providing aid post, schools, clothing and tools. They even employ local policemen and councillor to work side by side between the locals and th...