The other day I went with Andy to one of the islands just a catamaran sail away from Kahunda. The first stop, giving a cat to a leprous old man who can’t feel his fingers; this means he doesn’t feel the mice which nibble on his fingers during the night. The cat which had already been given away – but found its way back twice is now separated by a long stretch of water, we are definitely not expecting to see it in Kahunda again. The second and final stop dropping off a brand new bike for an evangelist a few bays over on the island. He leads one of the Churches on the island which again is a couple of bays over from his home. The push bike will definitely make his commute easier – it’s a flat journey and he will now be able to make it minutes rather than an hour or so. The bike is a model from Shanghai which is almost the only kind of bike around so getting it repaired and spare parts won’t be an issue. On the way back we had to use the engine as it was pretty calm, but when this ran out of petrol we resulted to paddling. However this gradually got easier because the wind picked up and carried us home. It certainly made me more grateful for the little breeze which makes the boat move in an entirely effortless way.
I have been given a new name, Masanga (pronounced Masanja). This name was given to me by my language helper Mr Ngokolo a teacher at Kahunda Secondary school.
Arne and I are having a leaving do on Saturday up at the school. I hope it’s not as long as some of the ‘parties’ I’ve been to while in Kahunda.
