Those are the names that I am called down here. The whole Zambian culture is built on respect. When you hand someone a drink for example, you kneel to them. I wish it was like this in North America. So in respect to me being older, the 4 children call me Auntie Lynn when I am playing with them and when we are in class, they call me teacher Lynn. Yes I am teaching, something I vowed I never would do. The most shocking thing to me today was the level of literacy that these kids have. They can't read or write, unless they are copying something. The kids I teach are 10 and in grade 2. It is so sad. They have trouble with words like 'the' or 'and' or 'at' just as a few examples. This is the reality down here. If you arent going to school, its because you are too poor, even if you are sponsored. They have no one at home to teach them as many of the guardians have never been to school. Imagine not being able to read or write? We take it so much for granted. This reminds me of FVC building a school in Sierra Leone. You may not think a school is that important, maybe food and clean water is, but these kids have nothing without education. Please help support FVC build a school. It means the world to the people over here.
Another thing that I want to mention is the reality of poverty and disease. Here are two stories.
18 year old Getrude is a sponsored orphan through EOH. (She looks no older than 12 because of malnutrition (very common here)). This automatically gives her more than a lot of the children here. In December she disappeared, she couldn't be found anywhere. She recently reappeared on the streets. Over the last month she got pregnant and lost her baby, either from abortion or miscarriage, we dont know. Because of her pregnancy, her grandmother and only living family, kicked her out of her house onto the streets. Now, she has no where to go. To all my girlfriends back home. We are her age. Can you even begin to imagine if you were in this situation? Pregnant, losing the baby, being homeless. This is the reality of poverty. I dont mean to discourage you at all, I just want you to know that its real. Now for the other one.
I am not going to go into full details, but this is a reality of disease and miracle.
A couple years ago, lets call her Sarah, got really sick. She got phemonia 5 times in 8 weeks and lost about half her body size. She went to the doctor where they told her to be tested for TB. They couldnt find any trace of it, but put her on medication anyways. This unneeded medication made her even sicker. Reality hit her, so she went on got tested for AIDS. She was HIV positive. She was taking care of her younger siblings because her parents had died of AIDS. She was able throuhh EOH to go to the US to see a professional doctor. He told her that it was true, she was very sick. She came back to Zambia and took her medication prescribed to her. In this time, she had a friend that had a prophecy and told her that she was healed. She went back to the doctor 8 months later in the US. She got tests done, but the doctor called her and told her that they didnt work and she had to get them again. She did. When she went back to the doctor he told her that they couldnt detect any virus in her blood system, not one. Not AIDS, not TB, not anything. She was 100% healed. If the meds would have worked, it would have taked about 4 years for any traces of a virus to be gone, but it happened in 8 months. The doctor couldnt believe it. She was completely healed from AIDS strictly by the power of God. This story brings the reality of the AIDS Pandemic and the power of God to perform miracles in this day in age, as it sometime seems that they dont happen anymore. God is always performing miracles, you just have to open your eyes and heart to him.
Sorry for the long post, just a lot on my heart that I want to share. You here from me for a few days because I am going to to Kitwe, Kabwe, and Ndola up north! See ya!