Dear Brothers,
Today at the Christian Open-Air revival I met many children. Two boys in particular became my friends. Their names were Alex and Anthony, ages 9 and 8 respectively. In the photo, Alex is on my left in white and Anthony is in red. While most African kids just laugh and call us ‘Mzungu’, these two boys greeted me with a “Good Afternoon Madam”. They both spoke very good English, a result of their English teachings at St. Aaron. One asked if I had God and I replied with “Yes, He is in my heart, is He in yours?” He smiled and said “Yes, he is in my heart too.” That was the start of a great friendship. The questions and fun lasted all afternoon. They drew pictures of me in my journal (It turns out that I look a lot like a Masai warrior); They read some in my Swahili/English bible; and they had a try an some of my iPhone games. This 3 hours of chatting and laughing reminded me of the times I’d spend with you boys. At one point Alex, Anthony, and a third boy Michael (to the left of Anthony in the photo) even sang me a song. The lyrics went something like this, “I love you friend, I love you friend, You’re name is Lisa, I want to go to Americaaa, I love you friend, I love you friend, I’ll miss you…” If I was an emotional person, it probably would have made me cry. Miss you Brendon. Miss you Patrick. Miss you Carl.
Love,
Your big sis Lisa (and I “guess” this is permission to tie me down for awhile in November)
This is me wearing my white bandanna and sunglasses, courtesy of Anthony.. See told you I looked like an African tribal warrior.
