After today I think I may be known in the village
as the crazy mazungo who put a puppy
in a chitenge and carried it around like a baby. Typically chitenges are used
to hold real babies, well actually that is just one of the many uses of a
chitenge, but I doubt that it has ever been used to carry a puppy. The women
were doubled over with laugher, calling on their other friends to come and bear
witness to the crazy American with a puppy on her back. The puppy was really
cute.
On our way home from the clinic today Ellen and I
passed by one of the churches in the village. The children were having a self-directed
children’s choir rehearsal. They sang in rounds and harmonies with no direction
from an adult and no help from a musical instrument. Their angelic voices were
quite moving floating through the air in soft rhythmic tones. I don’t think I
will see children in the States voluntarily singing church hymns with no adult
direction or supervision.
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