Ah, a good night’s sleep with time to wake up gently to the sound of the rooster’s crowing.  On a weekday and Sunday we are up at 6:00 to ready ourselves for chapel, classes, etc.  But Saturday was a lie-in morning with time to lie in my coffin like bed (I kid you not) and reflect on some of our conversations with the women in Tanzania.  FYI, the bed is smaller than a twin, more cot-sized, swathed in a mosquito net, BUT this year I have a bedside table rather than a chair and a lamp that allows me to read myself to sleep at night.  I tell you this not to complain about our living conditions but to tell you they are not only adequate but far superior to what most of the villagers have.  I suspect this would be considered a luxury home ~ electricity, water, plumbing, a stove and a small fridge.  I am so aware of how wasteful I am at home.  We have no paper towels here or Handiwrap or Reynold’s wrap ~ we make do with wrappers from the toilet tissue or paper bags from the shops.  Would I want to live like this forever?  No.  Could I live like this forever?  Yes.

As much as we love the children we are very interested and concerned about the plight of women all over third world countries.  Even here in Tanzania in talking with some of the women we learn of the inequality of women.  Even working women have to come home and do the washing (no washing machines), prepare the food, care for the children.  Most men here do not help with household chores.  Jessie is going to have a field day next week in the Rift Valley talking about women’s abilities and women’s rights.  If we are able to get the micro-lending project going at Ikowa Village we want it managed by the women.  I am convinced that education and women’s rights are key to improving life here.  Enough said for now.  Thanks for reading our thoughts.

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