...the grass is finally being thatched on our waiting stone houses. The grass has waited for 6 month and this week we cut long pieces of sisal from deep in the bush to make ropes to tie the grass in bundles. Men helped find reeds to sandwich the bundles. Last month, a fundi from Jinja placed wire mesh and cement on the mental frames we welded, making mistakes we learned. Our own 'ropes course' in action.
But in a few days, our home made homes should be livable. Its taken longer than expected- but, this IS Africa, and thru our struggles, we learn and grow as a team, the community sees us as learners, not as experts, see us as brothers and sisters. Pray for us as we integrate with our neighbors, learn language and increase in our understanding and empathy.
OH - tonight the team is sleeping in Okotoot. We'll be storying around the campfire and milking the cows in the morning. Looking forward to our time here -
Like will Tom take fresh blood, will Miriam drink fresh Karamajong yoghurt?
AH, I love this place.
Jean
more later.....
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