You probably did not want to hear from me again so soon. It is P-Day, Larry is not feeling great (he has allergies and sinus problems), the laundry is done (but the house is not clean). I have sprayed the shower walls and floor with bleach, sprayed for cockroaches, sprinkled poison for ants (usual Monday chores), cleaned the bathroom and eaten 1/3 of a chocolate sheet cake (no exaggeration). It is too hot to go for a walk, so I decided to write.
Saturday we left home at 7:30 am to work at a Christmas Party for an orphanage. One of the branch presidents heard about the chance to help out 100 orphans in the township where he lives. He asked if all 10 elders could attend so we received permission from the mission president. We arrived at the meeting place at 8:00 but the branch president wasn't there. In fact we were the first to arrive. In the next 30 minutes a few branch members (2) and all the missionaries arrived...but still no branch president. We called Pres. Nyawo and he said he was at the store waiting for the donuts. He had ordered 150 donuts for the orphans---he was paying $15 of his personal money and the mission was paying $15. President Nyawo works, goes to night school studying law, has 4 small children and is supporting his wife's 2 sisters. This was a big sacrifice for his family. The donuts were supposed to be done at 8:00 and he arrived at 7:00 to pick them up. Good thing.....the donuts were not being made even though he had paid for them in advance. Pres. Nyawo
does not have a car so we wondered how he could manage to get 150 donuts to the orphans. We went to pick him up and we waited until 9:45 for the donuts to be finished. Then we headed back to see who needed "transport". We were all disappointed that only one more branch member had arrived. We headed to the orphanage (it is now 10:15) with our car packed and the missionaries cars full. We could not find the place and kept driving around. Pres. Nyawo had lost his phone with all his "contact numbers" , so he couldn't call for more directions to the orphanage. We did find 2 orphanages, but neither one was the right one!! Finally we arrived at the correct destination, and only a few people were there. At 12:00 the orphans finally arrived. We had planned to do some games and I had bought face paints so the youth from the branch could do face painting.
Instead, the organizers had the orphans sit in plastic chairs under the tent. It was hot and the tent cover was sitting on a cement pad, in the middle of a barren gravel field....desolate. I began trying to think how we could adapt our games to work in this area...rocks and cement. The organizers had rented a small blow-up jump house----very small---for 4-5 kids, but I was excited for that.
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