The week I left you on, surprisingly, didn’t actually
turn out to be our first full one back to normal routine as although Tuesday
and Wednesday saw us at Chosen, Thursday we didn’t go into the community.
Instead we gave out a lot of books to schools we are in contact with and
counted an awful lot of t-shirts in our, now finished, attempt at taking an
inventory of the container. Friday was back on schedule though with me and
Susie giving a great performance of Elijah being fed by Ravens at Blessed Word
Kids club. The weekend went by without much occurring, which is now an
occurrence in itself as the majority of weekends Anna and I are now doing
something weird and normally slightly crazy with LTW.
The week starting the 24th of Feb was
defiantly our first normal week back into the routine. From seeing six six day
old babies at the hospital on Monday to Susie and I helping small children
colour in pictures of Jars of flour and oil being miraculously refilled on
Friday. The only thing that differed from the routine was, rather than sitting
in lessons at chosen, Tuesday morning was spent making posters such as ‘Keep
the School Clean’ and Avoid Using Bad Language.’ Also we had a visitor that
week, a woman named Trice, Alex’s half sister, who we had met in Rwanda came to
do some research for a charity she is involved in. It was lovely to see her
again. Oh and on Friday night I won an apple, which I never saw, by answering a
question on anger management at TGIF. Yer, aint I cool.
Finally a weekend that wasn’t normal... did i just
contradict myself there? Anyhow, I received a beautiful post card from my
sister on the Saturday and on the Sunday the LTW crowd performed at two
churches, which included two... interesting taxi rides and general amusing
times.
Monday came again, starting with us putting up pictures
that we had made in the children’s ward at the hospital. In our previous visit
we notice the blank walls and wanted to give it a bit of colour, thinking of
the brightly painted, picture covered children’s wings of hospitals in the UK.
We also prayed with a woman called Constance who we had seen and spoken with
every week since starting that ministry. It was wonderful to see her looking so
much better. God has shown his authority over that place and it is an honour to
see.
Tuesday was the day we had been waiting for as it brought
with it a new school. Smile had been contacted by a woman called Ruth who ran a
small school close by. She shared her
vision of a school with interactive lessons where the children can get one and
one help and enjoy lessons. The school was very small with only three shack
like rooms of which only two of them where being used, and two teachers.
Problem is, for more children they need more space and more teachers but for
more teachers and space they need new kids. It’s a depressing circle. I must
admit though, teaching a phonics lesson to a P1 and P2 class (they were in the
same room) with the teacher staying in the classroom and actually joining in,
went far better than teaching a P3 class with 20 children with only a textbook
and no teacher to keep order. I really enjoyed going to Ruth Mother Care school
and I hope and pray that we can make a real impact there.
After school on Wednesday I watched the Huger Games 2. I
had to put this because the post is lacking some fangirlyness. It was awesome.
Tuesday was harder than a lot of community outreaches
that we have done mainly because of one little boy called Michael. We had
spoken and prayed with a few people before we noticed this boy with very large
trousers hanging of his small frame and no shirt or shoes hanging around
watching us. We got to know his name and he turned out to be the most hyper kid
I think I have ever met. It was brilliant. Anyhow we where outside a door, (a
piece of fabric over the opening) calling out to anyone who was inside, when we
got invited to step in. There was a woman who didn’t look very old (maybe mid
20’s) lying on a sheet behind the door, inside a very small room, probably
about the size of my bathroom at home. There was also a toddler lying next to
her and a baby looking very ill opposite the door. She told us that she was a
teacher but she could not go to work because she was ill with malaria. The two
babies, we found out, where not hers but she was looking after them for a
neighbour but she told us that the smallest one, who looked disinterested in
everything going on around her when she had her eyes open, which was rarely,
had either small pox or ???????? Whilst she was telling us this Michael was
climbing all over Grace, not hilarious at all... *cough,* the woman called out
to him in Luganda and he seemed to listed. Moses told us that this woman was
Michaels mother. Somehow it struck me hard. A teacher, living in a tiny house
with Malaria, looking after two children, one of which was extremely ill and
having an extremely hyper child to handle. It was may have been the very slight
parallels, my mother is a teacher and I was diagnosed with ADD when I was
young, that made it harder for me then I would have thought.
Friday was a very unusual day, starting with normality in
Susie and I directing the acting out of the story with Elijah and the Prophets
of Baal. Afterwards, however Anna and I headed off to KBC where we met with the
LTW guys and, after a hurried Bible Study, set off for a church a reasonable
distance away to perform. Unfortunately, we got there late meaning we had
missed our spot to perform, but they assured us that they can fit us in
elsewhere. So we all got into our positions, ready to go on the stage when we
get told they have no way of playing the music that was on the flash drive that
we had brought with us. Someone proceeded to rush out to get it burned onto a
CD but of cores once again we had missed our allotted time to perform. They
said, once more that they will fit us in, after the next act, then the next.
Basically it got later and later but by the time we said, this isn’t worth it,
it was 10:30. The journey home, at night having the boys personally escort us
through some of the rough patches, is a walk that I don’t think I will forget
in a while. It was pretty fun though.
Well that’s it (I can hear that ‘YAY!’ you know). Please
pray for us as a gap year team as this week we are heading to the villages and
visiting a school for the hearing, deaf and handicapped. I am really looking
forward to it.
Sorry about the boring style of my writing, next time I'll try to make it more interesting but I kinda just wanted to get this done.
God Bless.
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