Hair and Laces

Julius M. now greets my hair in the morning and throughout the day. The frizzled, humidity-captured, crunchy curly hair always attracts his eyes and hands. So I get the hug and my hair gets the squeeze.

I had an opportunity to explain a bit of technology to the Joan and Joshua. In their amazement with my wireless printer capabilities, they couldn’t quite grasp the idea of information floating through the air. So I said the machines talked in codes…and I’ll tell you when you’re older. The more tangible yet no less spectacular technological tool was the shredder. In perfect beat to her seeing the tiny confetti, Joan asked if it made rice. I smiled and said not real rice, only the paper rice. If only food was so easy to come by. Isn’t that what technology is for anyway.

Sunday nights are “specials” nights when the children offer their latest song, skit, or talent to the group. This week the kids out in extra effort and danced with grass skirts, worte stories using the principles of similes we had discussed in English this past week, and even composed their own songs. Florence and her trio sang a beautiful song with the words and harmonies of angels.

All the children hand-washed their play shoes after the wet and dirty trip to the lake. Thus, today they had to re-lace their shows before the rain came. Lynate decided to be innovated and start her laces at the front of the shoes and work toward the toe. I think she made it halfway before realizing her new method might not be as clever as she had hoped.

Uncle Mathew’s church back home just sent 26 Bibles to the house. This gift is invaluable and the kids have quickly come to appreciate and enjoy reading them. Uncle David taught them a song to remember the books of the New Testament. Despite the late hour and comfortable pillow, my head ran through the song about 7 times before I finally dozed off to study my eyelids. Thank goodness for edifying music and lyrics.