So it's been a some what normal week in Jbay. House visits in the morning are always fun, interesting, and never long enough. Since I got back, I've been visiting another friend that Sam introduced me to. She lives in a tiny one room shack about a block away from Ithemba with her husband and two little girls. After meeting this beautiful young lady, I will never be the same. Never in my LIFE have I seen someone so skinny, exept in picutres from the Holocoust. Skin and bones. Aids. And yet SHE is an encouragment to ME everytime I visit her. Her favourite song is "Jesus Loves Me" and whenever we ask if theres anything we can do, she just asks us to pray. Yesterday when her and I were reading the Bible and praying, she told me she believed God could heal her. I don't know how strong my faith would be if I had been so sick for over 10 years. On a side note, something very interesting happened when I was with my dear, beautiful, young friend yesterday, two random white ladies from the clinic walked into her shack. This is very surprising because 1) i didn't know anyone else visited her, 2) they were white and 3) one of the ladies named Becky was from Edmonton. Small world.
The world of Ithemba's after school program is crazy. I love those kids. We've finally started classes, and I'm having a fun time trying to figure out how to teach my students english when some of them don't know their alphabet, and a couple can barely speak it. The kids in my class range from grade 3 to grade 7, but I've also decided to help some of the other girls from Zim. They are in high school, just got to Jeffreys a few weeks ago and don't have any money to go to school. They are way to advanced to do school work at Ithemba, but I think they come just for something to do. I found a couple of old bio text books in the office at Ithemba and I'm giving them some stuff to work on that could possibly be a little bit challenging. Who knew I'd ever need to use what I learned in Bio 30?
Each day I fall more in love with Jeffreys, and the people here. God is good. Thank you so much for making it possible for me to be here!
My friend, Moses, from Zambia has been peering over my shoulder as I write this and wants me to greet all my fellow North Americans.
