On Saturday I was supposed to have a driving lesson ( I am learning how to drive a standard, and apparently I am a natural. All those years of watching it being done have paid off, and those couple of times of almost running into Downing Hall taught me good lessons), anyway, the driving lesson was canceled I ended up spending the entire afternoon at the hospital with my team leader's wife and a lady in need. Part of the work going on here is that we help the poorer segments of society in Camel Land through free clinics, and in our clinic on Saturday this lady came in, who had been living on the street with her one year old son. She was also 7 months pregnant and suffering from grand mal seizures. One of the seizures made her fall into the cooking fire, and her family accused her of having d*mons, so they threw her out of the house and she came to Camel Land not knowing where to go. This past Saturday she came to the clinic, and we helped her get into the hospital here. Now she is taking seizure medication, and she is now in something like a half-way house until the baby is born. My team leader's wife got to share with her, please ask that she would become a sister through all of this.
Once we finished at the hospital on Saturday it was about 5:30, and we were invited to go and eat with my language helper. So at 6:30 we went to her house to eat and didn't leave until 10:00pm. It was a long day but a good day. My language helper is an excellent cook, so her food is always good. It was interesting to see her house because it is this tiny little house made of mud, manure, sticks, and plaster that is over 100 years old!!!!!!!!!!! I have no idea how it's lasted this long, but it just tells you how old Camel Land is.
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