Peggy and I went to my African barber and got my last African "do". Peggy really likes it because it is short, but I will like it better in 2 weeks.
We went to the center today and had 33 kiddos,,that's a lot of kids for a small space and on top of that we have lot of big boys coming now. It is a good thing these kids are all very well behaved and helpful to each other or else we could have chaos. Most of the new kids are just neighborhood kids who have seen the center and wanted to come and have fun. Amy is even having to turn some kids away because of their age and space. Pray for her and the center for more staff and a bigger space. It is really becoming the focal point of the neighborhood.
Peggy had her prayers answered, again, when she opened up the door after the doorbell rang, Ahmed, the little Talibe boy who never smiled was sitting on our porch, just a smiling. He stayed for 2 hours and we drew some pictures for him and gave him something to eat and drink and then Jessica brought her guitar out and they had a song time. Some older boys from the school across the street told Peggy that this little boy has a hard life and a lot of abuse from the Marabou. It is a very sad system here and no one wants to buck the system to stop it. If Peggy stayed here, she would end up in jail or dead for trying to help the little ones. We hadn't seen him in a few days and around here that can mean they have been shipped to Dakar or somewhere else or sometimes they just die from sickness or malnutrition and you don't see them anymore. That is why she was so happy to see him again.
We had our farewell banquet at Pastor Omer's house. It was a home cooked feast (just awesome) of baked chicken, fried potatoes, fresh onions, tomatoes, cucumbers all cooked together and served Senegalese style (hands acceptable). Men at one table, women at one table, and kids at their table. Nothing left but scraps and bones. Then to top off our meal, we had a special drink made for special occasions made by Marmadou, the youngest. It is bissap tea and is a special drink for only special occasions and is made from the hibiscus flowers. It is made hot and served in small glasses. It was tasty, with a sort of sour but flavorful taste, kind of like cranberry juice and served hot. Pictures attached of the process, which is a long hand by hand process. The Senegalese learn to make it, as well as attaylla tea at an early age and it is the youngest ones responsibility to make it for everyone.
Pastor told me if I will come back, his next meal he will fix beef. (beouf). Very tempting, we will see.
Pastor's oldest daughter made Peggy a ring, bracelet, and necklace...all matching and so pretty.
Slowly putting our stuff in order for leaving in one week and heading home. Peggy and I could really stay longer if the Lord was to speak to us. Will be very hard on us since every time we go out, we seem to make new friends and see all our old ones.
Goodnight from here,
Ken and Peggy Little Ahmed, Peggy's boy
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