Hello again.
Susan here, taking a few minutes to write a quick entry.
Thanks to all of you for following along with us via our blog.
We love hearing from you and your words of support and encouragement have meant a great deal to all of us.
I've been writing poetry as a way to capture some of the thoughts and experiences of this trip so today I'll share two of them with you. The first was inspired by a little girl named Meskerm who I met at the street children's breakfast the other day. She quickly found my hand and held it as we made our way around the center.
We were friends, but I haven't seen her since.
The other was inspired by the relentless rainy season here in Addis.
Meskerm
Where was she today?
The sweet loving girl of yesterday.
Hand games and songs.
Missing teeth smiles.
The bouncing shoulders of Amharic dances on a stick like girl of seven.
Where was she today?
The Rain
The rain.
Beating on the metal roof.
Slapping at the windows with the tic-toc rhythm of the wind that drives it.
The rain.
Sending us deeper into the cushions of the couches and easy chairs.
Snuggling with books and cards and each other.
Imagining cocoa or popcorm or both.
The rain.
The rain.
Streaming off or through the corrugated tin.
Puddling on the plastic tarp.
Dissolving the cardboard shelter overhead.
Slapping their faces with the stinging wetness.
Muddying their sidewalk beds.
The rain.
The rain.
Blessings from the team.
Susan, Katie, Karen, Stephen, Joe, Josh and Victoria
