Abdulai Fusheni sent his son to the mission house to let us know that he had some yams for us. Whenever he sends a message with a gift attached we know that he needs something. We have been helping Abdulai since 2001 when he lost both his legs above the knee in a motor vehicle accident. On Christmas day 2001, my father Royce, Steve, and Mr. Tijani presented him a handy-capped tricycle. Sometime before that they had given him a wheel chair and Red installed a pull bar over his bed so he could learn to pull himself up and into the wheel chair. After his wounds had completely healed we helped him again to get prosthetic legs. He learned to walk with the aid of crutches but now he uses his wheel chair and only wears his artificial legs on special occasions when he wants to dress up. We went to see him this afternoon and he said that he needed another shelving unit. He sells things on commission for a lady and she wants to increase his inventory but he has run out of space. He gave us a bunch of yams which we re-gifted to Mr. Iddrisu. When we visit him he always says that Steve is his father and that I am his mother. It is a compliment but in reality we are probably closer in age to his brothers and sisters than his mother and father. Both his parents are dead so he refers to himself as an orphan! Well, Steve and I are orphans too! When we got back to the mission house we pulled out a shelving unit and Steve cut it down to fit the room. Tomorrow we will have it painted. It is raw wood so it will need several coats of paint.
Meri did not come to work today. She was supposed to go to the doctor to be weighed and have a scan of the baby on Thursday but Thursday was a holiday and she had to go today instead. Zorash had to run the Child Center by herself for a little while this morning because we took Mr. Iddrisu with us to the market to buy field corn and soybeans for weaning mix.
Nazo was back at work this morning. He said that he was feeling better and the new malaria medicine he took seemed to do the job. He was very happy when he saw the metal scaffolding we had made for him.
Osman, the guy that sprays the trees, stopped by to collect the last of the pay for spraying the trees. He also took some samples of the tree’s branches to send with his boss to a meeting he is going to have with the agriculture people in the south. He wants the samples so he can make sure we are doing everything we can to preserve the trees.
Parable: If you say a rock is a fish can it swim?
Have a great day.
In His Service,
Steve and Kandie
