Road to Rwanda---A friend is sick

   Over a year ago last October a young lady stopped me as I left school.  She wanted to apply for a position at the school, but the gate guard would not let her in.  She walked with me as I started to go home. Her English was good and she said she was a preschool teacher and she wanted to work at VVA.  After we talked a bit, the principal drove by and stopped and picked me up.  I told the principal that the lady wanted a job.  Almost a week went by and the principal came and asked me about the lady I had mentioned because the school really did need more aids.  I remembered her name and said she talked like she was capable. Her application was still sitting in the guard shack.  She was contacted and hired.  During the past year we have been friendly.  We felt like we had bonded through her application process.  Now, a year later, she invited us to come to her home.  So, this afternoon (Sunday) (this was written in August) ...

Road to Rwanda----Saturday Outing

  Last Saturday we were invited to a picnic to celebrate some friends’ engagement.   It involved about 45 minutes by car, then 20-30 minutes by boat and finally a hike up a VERY steep incline to their remote undeveloped property.   The car ride was on some of the worst roads I have been on in my lifetime of travel with bad roads all over the world. The boat ride involved the engine cutting out halfway enroute (both coming and going….the boat owners realized they needed to do something and traded for a   bigger boat on our return trip….but I assumed used the same rather faulty motor??)   The hike up the cliff was only accomplished because one of the young 20 something volunteers at the school took my hand and arm and hefted me up….and back down.   Rick made it on his own, but he was not able to do the hefting needed for me…..we are getting old.   The view during the picnic was gorgeous.   I took a nap on a blanket while some of the others went back...