Manza

I couldn’t quite get the kids at the vegetable distribution last Saturday out of my head. I kept seeing the faces and wanted to know more. I arranged with Mary to have the Reverend take me, after I dropped off the vegetables today, to Manza and Manyatta, two of the village areas where the orphans registered for the food giveaway live.


I finished the drive to Machakos, unloaded twelve crates at Springs of
Hope and the other twenty eight at the church across town.

These off-loaders won’t eat the beans. They’re church kids here on
Saturday for this and that.

I returned the empty crates to Mary’s and picked up the Reverend. He’s been working at Mary’s for several months and is a great addition. I have grown very fond of him. He has a tiny thumb branching out of each of his regular ones…extras. So between us we balance things out a little.

We drove about four kilometers, parked the truck and

First house:

Like any good real estate tour, I’ll include pictures of the bathrooms.

Second house:

Third house:

Fourth house:

Fifth house:

Sixth house:

Seventh house:

As always, the crew here greets you.
The proper response is, “And we receive your greetings.”

Just so you know.

For all of us here,

David

2 Responses to “Manza”

  1. thats for sure, man

  2. nice work, guy

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