Well, it took us about a week to recover from the pathogen’s visit to our tender sensibilities. I will spare you the details. Now that we are no longer limited to a 100 foot radius from a bathroom, we have regained our range and stride - Julie and the kids are back teaching full time and I had another adventure in Gambella.
This week Eliza conducted a first grade class of her own (the teacher didn’t show). Evidently, if you are the youngest of 5, you yearn for such moments – she tried to take them all the way to fifth grade in a single class. Mostly true.
Caesar, a teacher here who is blind, cornered Sophie to ask her if she was Mexican. True.
I bought three cell phones, one for me for when I am in Gambella, one for Julie, and one for the kids when they are about and about with friends. Regardless of which phone rings, it is always for Sophie. Mostly true.
Lily found a way to impale her foot with a towel rod in the shower. True.
Benjamin’s classes enjoy perfect attendance. Partially true.
More substantive posts are on the way. There is so much happening here to our little minds that we can’t get the thoughts out fast enough. We are drifting on a big sea like little boats but we are getting swamped. More comes in than our little pails can return. Hopefully we don’t sink. If we do, God will lift us up – He always does.
This is Benjamin and Girma – I had to ask them to switch places because the auto focus/light balancing feature on the digital camera made the boys disappear.
Girma and the Kids
Because we have to boil water to do dishes we have started eating out of the same dish – just like a traditional Ethiopian meal. This was the last of the apple pie Julie made tonight…what an American Mom…
I was in Gambella again this week trying to line up some supplies. These are children outside the Pokewo Clinic. Hopefully we can fix their solar PV system next month.
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