i have just arrived back from a 10 day trip to south afrcia where i once again spent time with the team at thembalitsha and especially the precious guys at thembacare grabouw. things are moving on a pace in that town, where not only do thembalitsha provide the only overnight care for patients with hiv aids and or tb, but they have also acquired the adjoining building to that care centre where they will be providing testing and counselling for aids and tb....which is amazing. grabouw is also the town where thembalitsha uk have just purchased the 6 hectare farm where we will be setting up 'the village of hope' later on in the year.....i will share some further thoughts and experiences on my trip later but thought that this little ditty would be my starter for 10.
on tuesday afternoon i met up with the care-worker who we had built the extension onto her home in august, thankfully it's still standing but we have the testing winter weather to come so i hope that it will still be as watertight when i return in august (the wet season), anyway her four year old son wanted to visit the local corner shop, so i suggested that i take him as he wasn't sure of the way. off we wondered through one of the poorest settlements i have ever seen, (and i've seen some) to spend his two rand.....as we made our way to the shop we passed ladies washing their clothes in old plastic tubs, soapy bubbles reflecting in the late autumn sunlight as they scrubbed their precious garments against old pieces of wood (one cannot call them washboards as that would paint to cleaner picture), men having their hair cut out side a tin shack and other ladies with curlers in their hair stepping across a rickety bridge which saved them from the sewage water below....this was some adventure, not only for him but also for me as i waved hello to the folk going about their daily routines.
once at the 'tuck shop' the small boy handed over his money and with some surprise (to me) instead of a bar of chocolate or a bag or salty crisps coming through the iron grills from which the purchased goods were passed, i mean this wasn't your tesco express store, came two red ripe tomatoes....this long trip to the shop had been made by this cute little guy for a couple of pieces of fruit....on the way home he carefully held these tight to his chest and waited until he had reached his mum before he tucked into his bounty with great gusto....i was so humbled, yes by the trip to the shop, but also by this poor little child who wanted to by a couple of tomatoes for his treat.......i wonder what you have bought with your spare cash today, makes you think doesn't it?

