The first two weeks of work on film dubbings have been completed. A whole team of people is participating in the multi-voice recordings. Many have been involved in similar projects previously. At times the work is very tedious for all as attempts are made to get a "take" that has enough volume and yet correct pronunciation and intonation. One man who was the voice of several characters is from a town very far away from Niamey, where the recordings are being made. He finished his parts yesterday so that he can do some other work this week before starting his 12 hour plus journey home. Another man, who is also from a far away town, developed a bad chest cold. For the past week he's not been able to read his parts. With a doctor's advice and some good medicine he should be able to read this coming week.
Various difficulties have occurred of a mechanical nature, including a tripped circuit breaker. The location of the "box" was in question. It was thought to be on the outside of the building but none of the keys given fit any of the locks on the box. A "chance" meeting with the man who built the studio made known the exact location of the correct "box". The offending circuit breaker was turned the correct way and there is power in the recording booth again.
I've enjoyed getting to know the various people who have given their "voices" to these projects. Two ladies came yesterday that I met for the first time. Madame H has an important position working for the government. She showed me a picture of her youngest son, an 18 year old who she's very proud of. I didn't have a picture of my 18 year old nephew who's his auntie's pride and joy but I plan to when Mme. H fulfills her promise to visit me. Mme. H gave me a challenge to live up to. After I brought her and the other lady who read for the recordings, to a place where they could more easily get a taxi home, she said that my heart is as big as my Hausa name. The name that I was given when I first came to Africa (because my legal name was uncommon and difficult for anyone to pronounce or remember) means the daughter of the chief, or princess. A Hausa friend told me she could imagine that the old man who gave me that name saw that I talked and laughed with people a lot, as a chief's daughter would do. I've always liked that name (it's also what the Pharoah's daughter who took baby Moses from the Nile River is called) but it has new significance now. I want to be generous in sharing what I have with people here and sharing my time and laughter too.
I'm very thankful for the privilege of living and working in Niger and for all who make that possible.
God bless you.
JEANNE also known as "Gimbiya"


