Wednesday, 6 May 2015

Local school, new toilets and a barrel

A new day and it was time for a walk up into the village of Asebu to look at the remains of the old church. It looks a sorry sight and they are keeping  the land so it can be used for part of a school. The usual stares as I walked on my own and taxi drivers wanting to pick me up. After all why would a white man be walking?


From the church I went to the school which stands in such contrast to the private one I saw yesterday. I was spotted and had a gang of children around me asking questions. Then I saw one of the young men who help at the mission house come out of his classroom, and with delight he took me inside. Great joy greeted me but no teacher in sight. I did however meet the headmaster George who at first looked concerned. I introduced myself and all was well. So as I walked away it was with a mixture of sadness at what I had seen and anger. It should not have to be like this.

We talk about the Sheffield Methodist people working for justice across our city, but how about delivering on justice across the world. The so called targets the world set to provide education and get people   out of poverty seem just a pipe dream. I can see why I will get involved in helping the church  here provide a good well resourced school.

Time to look at the work for the toilets. The soak away is nearly dug so they have begun to lay out the toilet block. Mind you much discussion as to which way it should face. It will provide six toilets, two male, two female, one for children or for a woman visting minister, and of course one for  the 'minister'. Before like me you question why does the minister get their own? See the barrel of water in my room I use to flush the toilet, I may have my own 'en suite' but I'm just like everyone else when the water doesn't run.


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