We spent the morning at the Wentz medical clinic where we had two of our boys looked at for their coughing. They were given an injection of antibiotic and sent home.
We took the team to Pastor Jame’s place in the afternoon. It was an event of greetings. They welcomed us with their songs and dances. We introduced them to our new children from our own home for the first time. I wonder what the children thought about meeting each other. The Neas family introduced themselves and jumped right in to participate in the celebration. Our group taught them songs and performed a skit of the story Esther from the bible. Phiona had a question and answer session with the children afterwards to make sure they understood what they had been taught. It is amazing how thoughtfully they absorbed the story when it is acted out for them.
I love the way our children play out a bible story because Allie stood with her big fat floppy bible in her hand and narrated straight from God’s word. Behind her the kids played out what she read. I think I watch the faces of the audience more than I watch the skit because they are so entranced and absorbed. To think there’s no modern flashy technology but a bunch of kids who tossed together the actions and emotions of a good story with impromptu preparations yet the audience is enraptured is one big reason I love to come teach here.
By three-thirty it was apparent that no one had taken lunch and there was some expectation that we would provide something to eat. So we sent for cases of sodas and I sent Abdul to the store for potato chips and cookies. That was a hundred bucks out of my pocket. Whoever thinks it is inexpensive to come here should think again.
As an example, we go to court today again because the defense lawyer was unavailable on Monday. This means I have to pay for everyone’s transport costs if they are meant to be in court. I am also expected to buy them a meal. This goes true even on the many occasions court is not even held. It’s like watching money float away on a rapidly moving river. Oh yes, I forgot, we also pay for everyone’s phone minutes as they have to make calls to arrange to come to court. Heavy sigh. These are costs that are difficult to understand ahead of time as I budget for a situation. Suddenly we have five extra people who showed up to give support to someone, and yes their expectation is the same drain on my purse.
Thankfully Abdul has always been straight with me about who I must pay for what services even if it is their job to do it. They will expect a tip and all the mentioned amenities. I think this is one of the most difficult things for me to adjust to while simply trying to help children in this country. I would never use money dedicated from sponsors or donors to pay these sorts of fees. So it becomes a personal and difficult drain sucking away resources that should be used for the children’s benefit. Sometimes I just want to shout: Enough!
Herb has lived in Africa all his life and he knows the inside ways of operating all too well. When Abdul cannot explain to me why I have a conflict Herb will understand and help me understand the differences between a tip and a bribe, but really it is no difference it is all bribe. I avoid their advice and listen to the teaching of Jesus. I’m absolutely against making bribes. I believe that is interfering with God’s plan for a situation. God doesn’t need my help to get things accomplished by paying people for a favor. He’s going to do for us exactly what we need without our money. I put my trust in God alone. But ultimately it is our decision how to proceed in following God’s will for Kirabo Seeds as we simply want to help orphaned children. Keeping things simple often is quite a complicated task.