Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Don’t worry about food, we have enough we kill two pigs
My phone was ringing and I searched for it. I laughed at how full my Karen purse could be and finally found my phone, of course, at the bottom of my purse. I answered the phone and was greeted by a big hello and it was Solo’s voice. I was so excited because I hadn’t talked to him in a while and he’s such a good friend! Solo was calling me to invite me to the graduation of his students in the refugee camp. I had met his students before when they came to the villages to sing and celebrate Christmas with us. I also had the opportunity to teach them English a couple times. They’re so much fun to teach English to, because really the teaching is just having conversations with them. And they love to learn about me and I love to learn about them, so it leads to interesting conversation. Anyways, the next day me, my dad, and Cherise drove to the refugee camp and Solo had one of his students meet us at the gate. The graduation was a beautiful celebration. They opened and closed with prayer and had a sermon in the middle. Every student had their graduation cap and gown on (which I wasn’t expecting because it was the refugee camp, but I was informed they had very nice donors) and huge smiles. They were all happy to be finished. I think it’s wonderful they have the opportunity to have higher education, and any education at all, in the refugee camp. Many teachers donate their time and money for these students. It gives them a sense of accomplishment and hope and makes each day look brighter. We all really enjoyed the graduation and Solo was as proud as ever! He told me I had to bring my camera and that I was going to be the official photographer and he wanted me to take 1000 pictures….funny Solo. As they were closing up the ceremony, the man speaking asked all the guests to please stay for lunch, which we were more than happy to do, and he said “don’t worry about the food, we have enough, we kill two pigs!” We just about died laughing as we walked to the table and sat down to our pig feast.
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