This morning we packed up, stopped by the market for 30 minutes (to buy an African prize for the ‘name the giraffe’ contest)…then we were off the Care Point to visit our kids, give the propane stove and tank to the Gogos and distribute the Riverwood Care Packages to all the kids.
We’re now at the Jo-Burg airport waiting to board our 11.5 hr flight to Amsterdam that leaves at mid-night. As we were having supper together a few minutes ago…we were able to log onto the internet and read all your name suggestions and catch up on 24 comments-posts. Wow! Such encouraging stuff. We have absolutely loved bringing every one of you with us.
We also found ourselves re-telling stories and reflecting on our time here…and spontaneously shedding a few tears as we reflected on ‘our’ Riverwood kids and people at the Care Point. It’s amazing how quickly these people have found their way deep into our hearts.
We replayed the moment Jon tried to pull a little boy standing with his back towards us into a group shot…only to discover he was taking a pee and ‘unavailable’ for the photo at that moment.
We replayed how the kids all walked out of the building at the Care Point to gather under the tree and when we looked…they all had the Care Packages on their heads the way people carry things here.
We replayed the expressions on the Gogo’s faces when they fired up the propane stove for the first time…and we imagined what might become of these kids 5 and 10 and 15 years from now. What future do they have? Will our resources and food and friendship with them save some of their lives? How will it change the trajectory of their futures…and what will happen to the two kids (a boy and a girl) that our two families will be sponsoring?
And we replayed the little things. The smile as a boy spotted a brand new soccer ball that was taken out of the truck. The wonder in a girls eyes as she ran her fingers over the doll and gum and underwear stuffed into that little baggie. The shy response of Eunice, one of the Gogos who didn’t want to smile for the photo because she had bad teeth…but how she couldn’t help but smile when Jon showed her her own picture on the digital camera. And the way the kids waved and chased the truck and yelled as we drove away from the Care Point.
Tonight as we fly…we will live between two worlds. The one we love so much at home…and the one we love so much at Riverwood’s Care Point called Enaleni.
Good Night all…
PS The ‘name the giraffe contest’ continues. Some great entries so far…but it’s not too late to get yours in for a great prize…direct from Africa. (Too bad Mandy can’t think of a name!)