Visiting Choir Sunday, Monday at Kibomet

Visiting Choir

March 6

A choir from Turbokabkong or Turbo to sing. I felt lousy so I didn’t stay long. I think traveling to and from Eldoret yesterday did me in. It’s not the traveling part, but rather it’s the dust part. The road is so bad with holes and parts no pavement at all there is so much dust that just really got to me. There is a lot of dust here in Kitale and surrounding areas. I think I just had my personal fill of dust for a couple of days and that’s why I feel lousy. I wish I felt better so I could have heard their choir.

March 7, 

Tomorrow is my granddaughters 7th Birthday! WOW time really flies when kids are growing and getting older. It seems like yesterday that my little Maddy was born, and I’d hold her while I was on my computer. YEP that was 7 years ago.

Today being Monday I went to school only to find out that I didn’t have a class. This happens all the time. I don’t have a class and no one tells me until I get there and check the schedule. I’m glad I have Kibomet HS to teach at. Today there it was crazy. 68 kids in one class is way to many to help write a 5 paragraph essay. You would think it’s a simple assignment, but not with these kids. I’m walking them through the entire process. I really need to talk to Evelyn and split the class up and take one section on Mon and Wed and the other on Tue and Thur. At least then I could be more effective in the classroom. I do love these kids. They are fun to teach. 

When I was leaving I met up with Pastor Kibet. I adore this man. He is such a good friend now. And man I needed a friend here. It’s difficult to live in another country and not have a friend whom you can talk to about anything. With Alice, there are some subjects I just can’t talk about at all. There are times when I feel it’s necessary to talk about culture and christianity colliding and how to prevent it from happening. I enjoy talking to Pastor Kibet because he listens without trying to persuade me to change my mind. He listens to me and what I have to say, and he often gives good solid advice on how to handle a certain situation. I think, also, that with Kenyan women they don’t have any frame of reference to how I think whereas, Pastor Kibet does. Here in Kenya, women who become a widow aren’t expected to remarry ever, even if they are young. I see it so differently from how Alice sees this issue. I think that if the right guy comes along and you both feel the same way towards each other, then if he asks to marry you and you want to, then get married. Alice doesn’t see it that way. Somehow she understands scripture to mean that once you are widowed, you stay that way because it’s good. I see it differently, and when I tried to voice my opinion, well lets just say I was shut down quickly. I didn’t push the issue because I don’t want to cause conflict. There is enough conflict on the farm without me adding to it. 

Understanding scripture here is kinda odd. Many people take one tiny section of a verse and base their lives on it. For instance in Rev 22:15 it talks about throwing all unclean things outside, meaning dogs, pigs, and other stuff. So that little tiny part of scripture is understood that dogs are to be cast outside and not cared for. Here in Kenya, people kick at dogs all the time. They see them solely as working animal that is to guard the home. What the Kenyan’s don’t understand is that if you take really good care of your dog and treat the dog well, the dog will be 100% better at guarding your home. They don’t get it. They read scripture and then follow it not knowing the context of the verse or what it’s really saying. It’s totally crazy.

I’m fighting a cold right now, but I’m not sure if it’s truly a cold. It might be all of the dust from the trip to Eldoret. Not sure yet, I should know more tomorrow if I feel like I have a cold or not. I know it sounds crazy, but hey it’s KENYA. lol