Walking down a very steep uneven road we enter a remote fishing village. Our hosts for tonight’s festivities. It’s an ecumenical village where different Christian faiths live alongside one another in harmony. There was a tranquil peace about the village, as people lived in community sharing their resources with no boundaries and restrictions. They seemed very happy and content with their lifestyle. Children and those with employment walk up the steep incline daily to catch buses into Suva, men go out through the mangroves as the tide comes in their billy-billies (extended boat-canoes with outboards) to fish, and the mothers go about their chores and run a kindergarten. Compared to the city of Suva where the individual houses are all barb-wire fenced and windows all have grills for security. Raises questions about who has the richer lifestyle?
Their Church, half completed, is where we are hosted, with fish caught and cooked in a lovu (Fijian-styled hangi oven, above ground), tasting absolutely divine. We exchange songs and our children perform their stick dance to great applause. We then leave our new friends, trampling up the steep hill in monsoon rain! Another heart-warming visit, to a village community that live on land they don’t own. Squatters facing an unknown future. Fortunately again, the Anglican Church is looking at seeing if they can assist with land tenure for their future well-being.