Sunday, November 12, 2006
Hello everyone! Just a reminder that I love your comments, so please keep them coming!
Although every experience here feels like a powerful "blog story", I think I have to narrow it down a bit.
I went to my first ubukwe - wedding. The traditions were exquisite. From the hair bands made of sorghum leaves that the bride and groom's mothers' close friends wore out of honor to the mothers "losing" their children to the dowry exchange with poems and dancing performed by the cow caretakers of each family in dedication, as the translator told me, "to the cow species". Still working on getting the pictures on here. If you want to see them from my snapfish account, just send me your email address and I will add you to my share group and then you can see all of my photos so far.
At work, a boy of about 10, Noah, came in with his younger brother, Fabrice and his mother. They all seemed fairly well-educated. I was not quite sure why Noah was receiving physical therapy, but after the 1 hour session, every single adult at my center (including two cleaners) were a part of his session and were contributing to his rehabilitation discussion. It turns out that Noah had no problems before last April. However, he was then presumably poisoned by his neighbor and hospitilized until a few weeks ago, when the hospital released him claiming they could do no more to help him. He apparently had lost use of his legs and arms, with weakening of his muscles. Then, he reports that G-d spoke to him and told him to come to my center, Inkuru Nziza, where he would be healed by G-d. After 3 physical therapy sessions, Noah appears to have no symptoms that indicate any previous illness. His one line discharge note, written by one of the PTs, reads "G-d has healed this boy. Thank you G-d". This may be the strongest argument again atheism yet. Certainly seems to be in the eyes of ALL of my co-workers.
Although every experience here feels like a powerful "blog story", I think I have to narrow it down a bit.
I went to my first ubukwe - wedding. The traditions were exquisite. From the hair bands made of sorghum leaves that the bride and groom's mothers' close friends wore out of honor to the mothers "losing" their children to the dowry exchange with poems and dancing performed by the cow caretakers of each family in dedication, as the translator told me, "to the cow species". Still working on getting the pictures on here. If you want to see them from my snapfish account, just send me your email address and I will add you to my share group and then you can see all of my photos so far.
At work, a boy of about 10, Noah, came in with his younger brother, Fabrice and his mother. They all seemed fairly well-educated. I was not quite sure why Noah was receiving physical therapy, but after the 1 hour session, every single adult at my center (including two cleaners) were a part of his session and were contributing to his rehabilitation discussion. It turns out that Noah had no problems before last April. However, he was then presumably poisoned by his neighbor and hospitilized until a few weeks ago, when the hospital released him claiming they could do no more to help him. He apparently had lost use of his legs and arms, with weakening of his muscles. Then, he reports that G-d spoke to him and told him to come to my center, Inkuru Nziza, where he would be healed by G-d. After 3 physical therapy sessions, Noah appears to have no symptoms that indicate any previous illness. His one line discharge note, written by one of the PTs, reads "G-d has healed this boy. Thank you G-d". This may be the strongest argument again atheism yet. Certainly seems to be in the eyes of ALL of my co-workers.
