The day after…

After breakfast we received a phone call and heard a familiar voice: it was Lyle! He sounded good and gave us all encouraging words. Kathie chose to remain at the orphanage and stocktake/organise the medical supplies, while the rest of us returned to Nakuru to pick up the last of the medical supplies.By now each of us gotten to know each other quite well and have dubbed certain nick-names. Corinna is “the Oracle” for she has an answer for everything, Kathie is “Mrs Bucket” due to her habit of rattling the bucket in our bathroom to provide a little privacy while using the facilities in such close quarters where noise travels, Tagisia is “Mother Teresa” due to the children always milling around her and Michelle is “Mrs B.Q.” (for bargaining queen) due to her prowess with the street hawkers at Nakuru. Even though the mornings have been lovely and sunny, each afternoon brings heavy rain and of course it poured down as we maneuverer bulk items in and out of the stores into the waiting vehicle. We attempted to cook our very first meal in the mudhut, after 1 1/2 hours of fiddling with the gas cylinders, where we were certain the roof of the mud hut would be lifted off, once we lit the first match. During worship tonight, Kathie introduced “Stanley” (a hand  puppet of a bear) which proceeded to tell the children a story. They were mesmerised by it all, it was a delight to watch their little faces. Tonight we orientated ourselves to the various medications to be used, as well as the use of the new ophthalmoscopes and otoscopes recently purchased for the clinics.