Encouragingly, the street team seemed to have enjoyed something about me, cuz they demanded I come back on the Thursday to bring the same kids on their museum trip
So, I wondered down to the office again to meet them, but this time we had the van drive us to pick them up
And there they were, all waiting, and all dressed up in their best clothes; it was heartbreakingly cute; some where in plaid cotton shirts, buttoned all the way up, others in their nicest (cuz they were clean and didn't have holes) jackets
But you could still see the gaps; you could still see the dirt encrusted, sockless feet showing in their school shoes (if they were lucky, the only pair of shoes they had), holey t-shirts (but still their nicest as they were clean) showing under the jackets
The museum itself was pretty ordinary, but the kids were so, so excited; afterwards we took them to a park, where we let them play on the equipment as we assembled a veritable feast of a hotdog, a packet of chips, a few lollies and two biscuits; to them, a sumptous, incredible treat
. And to see a bunch of 3-13 your olds clap their hands together, say a grace that was "God bless this food forever and ever, Amen!"... too cute, far too cute
And then, back in the van, back to Masukwana
I'd been seeing and interacting with kids from this context all the while since being here, but always at L'Abri
I knew that L'Abri was to be a special, rare, out-of-context meeting for them, but to see just HOW out-of-context, I think, is something one has to experience to properly appreciate...?
Dunno
All in all, a heart-checking last few days
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