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The Purposed Trek

Keep me safe, O God, I've run for dear life to you. I say to God, "Be my Lord!" Without you, nothing makes sense.
 

What...

27 July 2007

Thursday I went on an elephant ride and these creatures are amazing and really only cute in Dumbo. They have some of the ugliest features; including hair coming out of everywhere, their skin is like that of mud that has dried and cracked, their trunks weigh so much that in my attempt to lift one I barely budged it, and standing near the backend of an elephant while your guide is giving you instructions is not a good idea. Let's just say I thought it was making some loud breathing sounds through it's trunk...not quit, it was the other end and that male (yes it was a guy) cleared out the deck and had no more human friends for the rest of the morning. After all that I had a great time and will always remember those massive creatures that caused majore saddle legs.
...I can't hold this thing up myself either!
...do I have something in my nose? ...is this side of my nose prettier or less hairy?

Still Can't Dance

16 July 2007

Well after almost 2 months of being in Africa, the white girl still can't dance. I have pictures to prove it. But for the record they started the can-can circle, I just joined it because it was a rather simple move for my rhythmically challenged soul.
And as an innocent by stander watched - I was given the sign of approval.

And for the record today was an amazing 70 degrees which is really warm for July, which is why some of the kids are in tank tops. I haven't been lying about the bone chilling temperatures previously. It is supposed to get cold again at the end of the week.

Proof

06 July 2007

Just to prove to you all that I am in South Africa and I am working with the people of South Africa, not just the Franzen's, here is a photo from my time out with the children today. I spent yesterday afternoon dancing with these 2 guys and this morning when I pulled up they both came running over, hugged me and started dancing. As you can see one is missing a few teeth and the other is enjoying chewing on an umbrella handle. The things children find to play with here is ingenious and are typically things that Americans would scold their children for playing with or picking up off the ground and putting in their mouths. This is a group of adults that are showing off the blankets that Impact Africa and the teams are passing out. It is very cold here and the blankets are a warm welcome by the African people. We distribute them by wearing them as a coat and then giving the people the blanket off our "back". Their faces are precious when you hand them one. I love it here. The people are beautiful, the children love the attention and just want to be hugged, held and played with, and they have an ability to cause you to forgoe the "I don't want to get dirty" mindset.