“This could be the last day,” I was thinking. Everything was
cut and sanded. All we had to do was screw the pieces together and assemble the
bed in the room. The plans recommended using pocket holes. I don’t have a jig,
and I’ve never done them before. After watching some YouTube videos, we did it
by hand and it worked out great. We got the 2 house-shaped end pieces put
together outside and moved them up to Ellery’s bedroom. The staircase was
almost too narrow and it took some finagling, but we did it. Ellery’s room is
tiny and it felt like we were working in a sardine tin. We got the bed supports
attached which is a job that would have been best for 3 people, but we made due
with 2 people (and some stacks of Ellery’s books to hold up the supports). At
one point, we knocked one of the end pieces over onto my back but it narrowly
missed both of our heads thankfully.
Once we got all the side pieces together, we screwed on the
slats that go under the mattress and we were done. Over the weekend I put
several coats of varnish on to help keep the wood from molding and to make the
bed look awesome.
In the end, building this bed was a great learning
experience. Even things I thought would be simple took lots of time and
required a knowledge of the area. Making this bed was a great lesson in the
importance of having good relationships with Filipinos and interdependence on
the body of Christ. Without the help of Kuya Veevoi, I might still be out
looking for 2.5-inch screws. Without his connections from church, we might
still be looking for someone to sand down our wood. Someday, if we are ever
building a house in a tribe, many of the lessons learned in this project will be
very helpful. Because I did this project with my language helper, I learned 60
new words in the process too. I hope you enjoyed following along with us. Now
you know what we mean when we say, “It’s more fun in the Philippines”!