Two days of eating regularly and sleeping have really improved the demeanue of the Burundi family. Mom and Dad (Maryana and Mashimango) are always smiling when I pop in. The kids stop playing in Phil's back yard and come running to greet me. Today I took over two "play in the dirt" type trucks for the little boys (Eritie and JeanMarie) and a large red wagon. All six kids had to have a turn at playing with them. Just warms the heart watching their innocence.
Yesterday I played a card game (9 up) with Erike, Raphael and Martha. Using signs I was able to get most of the concepts of the game over to them. They can count in English and could determine (very accurately) their own scores.
I rushed out last night and scoured Value Village for sweat cloths for all of them (coming from the tropics to September in Spokane can be a bit of a shock to the system - they were cold.) Then went to Fred Meyer and spent almost as much just on socks for all. (Haven't even delved into underwear needs). Maryana was wearing a Muumuu today (I didn't give her that) so now I know what to be on the lookout for for her. When I went up today, JeanMarie was wearing the jacket I had picked out for Martha. Go figure.
This is such a brave family. There are other families from the same refugee camp here in Spokane already who have been visiting, much to everyone's delight.
I am told that they will be worshiping with us on Sunday. I can't wait to hear them sing a song to us.
Yesterday I played a card game (9 up) with Erike, Raphael and Martha. Using signs I was able to get most of the concepts of the game over to them. They can count in English and could determine (very accurately) their own scores.
I rushed out last night and scoured Value Village for sweat cloths for all of them (coming from the tropics to September in Spokane can be a bit of a shock to the system - they were cold.) Then went to Fred Meyer and spent almost as much just on socks for all. (Haven't even delved into underwear needs). Maryana was wearing a Muumuu today (I didn't give her that) so now I know what to be on the lookout for for her. When I went up today, JeanMarie was wearing the jacket I had picked out for Martha. Go figure.
This is such a brave family. There are other families from the same refugee camp here in Spokane already who have been visiting, much to everyone's delight.
I am told that they will be worshiping with us on Sunday. I can't wait to hear them sing a song to us.
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