Childrens meeting
Thursday, October 20
I attented the childrens ministry church meeting today….siku yote…nimechoka sana. The best part about the meeting is that there were 4 representatives for the watoto (chidren) who participated and gave their feedback, and what they had to share and advise was very good…. i was so impressed with them. They were articulate and thoughtful, and the adults showed great respect and love for the children to share their perspective—it was valued and important. I thought it was really cool, I don’t think I have been in a meeting where children are given as much say as adults…We went over every detail they will spend on the Compassion Project taking care of 237 kids…every detail from what type of soap to type of bic pen.
My friend Joyce came over tonight again. Joyce works at a youth community center that is trying to increase awareness about HIV. She just received some bad news that yesterday one of her friends died from AIDS. Her friend was only 31 years old, and had an 8 year old daughter. When she discovered she was sick a year ago, her family refused to take care of her or let her live with them because they thought she would infect them and they condemned her, calling her a prostitute. She went to the hospital in Dodoma to get medicine but they didn’t give her any, saying that she was in too bad a state to receive medication, so she went back to her home in Ipagala to die. Joyce talked about how weak, and without hope she had been….and said her hair was falling out so that she was almost totally bald. We went to see if we could find her sister who lives in makole, the area I am living in, but she was gone…probably to be with family in mourning….she died yesterday. Her name was Fatima….she died alone because her family was too scared, ashamed, and ignorant to live with or take care of her.
I attented the childrens ministry church meeting today….siku yote…nimechoka sana. The best part about the meeting is that there were 4 representatives for the watoto (chidren) who participated and gave their feedback, and what they had to share and advise was very good…. i was so impressed with them. They were articulate and thoughtful, and the adults showed great respect and love for the children to share their perspective—it was valued and important. I thought it was really cool, I don’t think I have been in a meeting where children are given as much say as adults…We went over every detail they will spend on the Compassion Project taking care of 237 kids…every detail from what type of soap to type of bic pen.
My friend Joyce came over tonight again. Joyce works at a youth community center that is trying to increase awareness about HIV. She just received some bad news that yesterday one of her friends died from AIDS. Her friend was only 31 years old, and had an 8 year old daughter. When she discovered she was sick a year ago, her family refused to take care of her or let her live with them because they thought she would infect them and they condemned her, calling her a prostitute. She went to the hospital in Dodoma to get medicine but they didn’t give her any, saying that she was in too bad a state to receive medication, so she went back to her home in Ipagala to die. Joyce talked about how weak, and without hope she had been….and said her hair was falling out so that she was almost totally bald. We went to see if we could find her sister who lives in makole, the area I am living in, but she was gone…probably to be with family in mourning….she died yesterday. Her name was Fatima….she died alone because her family was too scared, ashamed, and ignorant to live with or take care of her.
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