



sdfSome streets are starting to feel more familiar. Yesterday, I met the donut
Now that you know about yesterday's breakfast, let me back up a few days and re-cap how the Feast of the Clowns went. The whole

We also got to see the Soweto Gospel choir perform at the State Theatre. It was a mind blowing show! The energy and color and power of their voices was overwhelmingly beautiful. On Thursday there was a play that the School of Creative Arts wrote, directed, and acted in called Blinding Sight. It had a good message of acceptance and reconciliation between family and between races. The night shows were a good chance to hang out with our new friends here and see some faces over and over again. It's not safe to walk around the city after dark so unless there is a specific event to go to and you have arranged transportation...home is home. :)
Monday was a necessary day to recover from all the events from the previous week. I also started working at the Lerato House, the safe house/empowerment center for teenage girls coming off the street or out of prison. It will be a good fit I think. Monday we did a day outreach into Matabastardt, an unofficial settlement outside of the city. Here, we found some women sitting outside of an old abandoned bar (now used basically as a brothel), we gave them information about the drop in center, handed out condoms, and just got to know them a bit better. The pimp, another woman, was there as well but wasn't very happy that we were talking to her "employees." It's tragic that anyone, especially a woman, can enter into this type of work. Please pray that as our conversations continue with these women and the other's we meet, God would stir their hearts and feet to take steps away from this lifestyle. Tonight, is the night outreach that Lerato House does in city center. It should prove to be an interesting experience. Volunteering full time will take some adjusting too. I am already getting a feeling that things are done very differently here (duh!) And I need to be humble in learning how to fit into them. My American nature is coming out in the desire to be "productive" and "efficient." It will take time to settle into the projects and find out where I can serve specifically. There are some ideas brewing but I will need to be patient too. For now, there is lots of time to get to know the girls at the house who are not in school. Everyone has the greatest names here....there's the Zulu or Tswana, or Sutu version and then there's the English. People's names in English are: Patience, Miracle, Gift, Elephant, and Momma Crocodile. We could take some lessons on naming eh?
This is going to be a good place for the year! An ice cream cone costs 2 Rand (approx. 20c), there's always always music somewhere in the background, people eat Pap (corn meal mush) and stew with their hands, there are fruit stands lining the streets, and people greet you always with hello and how are you!? Siri and I are having a great time here...there will be so many places to explore and we've only just started to get to know this little city! Its 2 weeks in, and I miss home at times but am so happy for the chance to be here.
to the streets
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