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Flowers In My Garden
Jan. 4, 2007
Days in Africa

On Thursday a school came for clothes. I helped to find the right sizes for the children. We had all the childre outside in the front. Barasa sang with them and told them a story with a picture roll. Memere had them line up grade wise and we started with the youngest kids and took them 5 at a time in the livingroom. The clothes were on the table, couches and chairs. We gave the boys pants and two sweaters and sometimes a coat. The girls got a dress and a skirt, two sweaters and a coat. Sometimes they got a blanket. As a the smaller children finished bigger girls and boys came. The dresses for the girls were mostly smaller. The first tall girl I got I didn't know what to do with.  So I ran outside and got my skirt that I made to wear and leave there . I got it off the clothesline and it was still a little wet. I had washed my dirty clothes by hand with Nye and Memere's help that morning.  Anyway, I gave it to the girl and I did the same thing for another girl. Papere and Twalisa distributed soap and salt and balls to each child.  When we were all through the kids bundled their things together, set them on their heads and headed homeward on foot. They were singing a song as they went.

The first time I was watching Memere pull teeth I was okay. But the second time I felt sick and dizzy. I had to sit down in a chair. SO I watched every time since and got a lot better. I even got to help sometimes. At times I shone the flashlight in someone's mouth while Memere pulled teeth. There were other odd jobs I could do. I helped to sterilize tools, helped hold someone down. Maybe someday I will be a dentist like Memere.

This is Jafina. She is the first child that Memere has taken in. Her mother died of aids and her father works at night as a security guard at the hospital.  She would pretty much be on her own if Memere had not taken her in. One day we looked at property in Mago. Memere is thinking of buying it. She wants to build a church, a school, and an orphanage for children like Jafina. We walked along on trails on the property . I saw many beautiful and unusal things there. Mushrooms, grasshoppers two inches long, flowers and pine needles almost a foot long. The river was beautiful. I put my head in it and it felt good, but cold.

The carpentry school students graduated. It was held in the nursery school. I expected it to be a lot different than it was. We started off by showing a slide show of the carpentry school. Then people got up and talked. Next the students did a play. More talking followed. Uncle Jason left with Twalise. The students received their tools and there was more talking. There was also singing. It went for about three hours. Then they had a meal. The students asked if we could show the Jesus video. Some of them had come to our meetings in Lupalilo and they wanted their parents to see it.  So Memere showed it and that took another couple of hours. It was 5 hour graduation. The longest I have heard of !

 Sabbath we went to church in Mago. We used a school room. Most of the talking was in Swahili so I did my Young Disciple lesson. When church started Papere asked if he could do the sermon. So he preached and Barasa translated. I think he was preparing the sermon during Sabbath school. There was a lot of singing. As we walked out we formed a line outside the door and shook everyone's hands. Something I have never done.  But I tell you, everyone shakes hands here!

After church the sewing students came to our house for lunch. 

 It was the rainy season and it rained a lot. This particular night I think it had stopped raining. The sky was not empty though, there were thousands of termites flying in the sky. The African's consider them a delicacy and catch and eat them.

Sunday was my last day in Lupalilo. I was sad that it was ending. The morning was not raining. So we went for a walk to the river. There was a tree that almost dead. It had hardly and branches except at the top of the tree. Uncle Jason explained that the Africans think that there will be less knots on the tree if you cut off most of the branches.

There is a lot of bamboo around there. The bamboo juice is made into beer. The people tap it out of the stalk. We also saw a baby goat laying beside the road with its mother. It was still very small.

The river was muddy because of all the rain we had. But I enjoyed finding rocks that I liked to take home. We could see the clouds building up so we decided to go home. We didn't get rained on very hard.

When we arrived home there was a mother and her twin babies and another daughter waiting for us. The babies were two months old but were super, super tiny. They had come to Memere's house for medicine because they had terrible dry skin. They had been going to the clinic but the clinic had said, "No more." Memere gave them cornstarch. She said that it works for this dry skin.

The meetings in Mago were ending that night. They were quite different from the meetings in Lupalilo.  The building we used was attached to the bar. The music was very loud and it stunk horrible. Memere asked if they would close it while we held our meetings, so they did. And all the drunk people came to the meetings. The people shouted and cheered as Memere introduced us. There were a few sober people though, and more adults than in Lupalilo. The second meeting proved to be better. Finally, our last meeting was to begin. As we watched the Jesus video tears stood in nearly every eye.


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