Darwin managed, even in a faraway land, to find a missionary buddy, Geoff, who was willing to ride 100 miles of Senegal beach and Dakar streets. He left happy and excited, and returned filthy and exhausted, but alive.Marilyn and I had a different adventure. She took me to the shanty town (my first ever) to visit her little 'adopted nephew', Assan. Although I had seen pictures of such a place in the news and movies, it is different to walk into the such a place without confidence and leaving having learned a little bit about community -- and possibly gratitude.
The home was large enough to hold only a few items, and we sat on the largest, a bed, which I believe was made out of crates and covered with a blanket. (there was also room for a little tv...)We shared the joy in the announcement that Assan is doing very well in his school work - eighth in the class. And I received the warm hospitality of their acceptance of me in their space.
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