We spent the morning at the sewing and cosmetology school. Susan shared her story and talked of forgiveness. My turn tomorrow. And no, you probably won't hear my story at home...what is said in Rwanda, stays in Rwanda. There are parts of life that are hard... and private, and should remain so. But to encourage these young women to share with us, we must share with them first. We all hurt the same. We all suffer. But we also share laughter and joy in between the tears. This morning, they serenaded us with praise songs in Kinyarwandan. Filled with passion, dancing, and voices that almost lifted off the roof. I can't put into words the power that filled the room. It is something to be experienced, for videos and photos just won't do.
We were also measured for our new clothes, we are going "African". They create beautiful fabrics, and it will be something special for me to take home. Also stopped at a food market, AKA grocery store. I was surprised to see American products on the shelves. Coke (I would notice that), Heinz catsup, Colgate toothpaste, and cereal to name a few things. Most of the signs on buildings are in English. Children begin learning English in 4th grade. French is also spoken here.
On a completely different subject: I came prepped for BUGS with my "Off #5" and malaria pills. I saw my first bug today... little bitty fly. There are no screens on doors or windows, and they are open all day long. And we have a poinsettia TREE in the yard.
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