Last night we hired a yoga teacher (Rwandan) to come over and lead a practice for us and another couple. In BB’s words, “something I’ve dreamt about doing for years.” Makes me wonder what else he’s dreaming up. I think yoga’s going to be a weekly thing for us – the only extracurricular we’ve been willing to commit to so far. It was a much better experience than BB’s $3 massage of last weekend.
We also had our first official dinner guests this week. I even cooked dinner myself (with our housekeeper occupying Fred). L & E (nosygirl.net) helped us pick an avocado from our tree (by pick, I mean hook it with a giant bamboo pole and catch it before it splatters on the ground) and brought us delicious strawberry tarts.
6 weeks! We’ve been here 6 weeks. Still has a temporary feeling in some ways, but each day it feels more like home. We are really itching to get out of town and see more of the country, but our rental car for the weekend fell through so we may have another weekend in Kigali. Another weekend of logging many miles walking. BB can’t wait for all my complaining, I’m sure!
The bookshelves in our rental home are stocked with classic literature. BB just finished Catcher in the Rye and has been psyched to find some Annie Dillard (apparently his favorite author). If you know BB in real life, you will be as shocked as I am. When we were dating, it took him 6 months to read the first Harry Potter book. In his words, “I don’t read, and I can’t spell.”
We are anxiously waiting for the coming rainy season. Supposedly by Sept. 15, we should be enjoying a period of rain every day. Rain is welcome after this long dryness. At this time of year, the water is rationed more and more, and when the dust settles, we can see the beauty of the city more clearly.
I’m settling into work. I can’t tell too much because of that attorney-client privilege stuff, but I am really enjoying my time at IJM. It’s amazingly well-run. The staff is delightful and hard-working. The work is challenging – intellectually, mentally and spiritually.
As I’ve mentioned previously, in Rwanda, IJM works on cases of child sexual assault. It’s quite tough to read these cases and meet the clients, but it’s also amazing to see the redemption that IJM gets to be a part of for these girls. Just today, our counseling staff led the weekly support group meeting for teen clients. While I worked, I could hear them singing and laughing.
I was privileged to travel to the field last week and meet a client and her family. She was such a sweet child, holding my hand, touching my hair. Her mother lovingly invited us into her humble home, and her little brother laughed at the muzungu in his home. Even though we couldn’t communicate with language, I felt so welcome, and I could sense how much they appreciate IJM’s work.
Since we aren’t traveling this weekend, I imagine we will have a full weekend of donut-eating, marketing, worshipping, and watching Freddy try to crawl. It’s a different life, but we are learning to love it.