The wall has fallen

So the writing block has officially come to an end. I have a hundred thoughts in my head that I want to put into writing, now there is just the challenge of separating them all and structuring them into something that will be conceived as logical by those who read it.

To update you all I am writing this from the staff room of the Bambino school in Lilongwe, Malawi. What am I doing in Malawi? Well my stay in South Africa is coordinated by the Pioneering Committee and they are at this moment undecided as to whether I stay in Port Elizabeth until the end of my stay in May 2011 or if I move north to Polokwane and start all over again there until May 2011. So I'm in limbo, unable to start any new activities in PE incase I have to pack up and leave but also unable to start in Polokwane incase I don't have to go and with the school year in SA now at a close all my activities in that area have also come to an end.

On Friday the 26th of November we had a wonderful graduation ceremony for all the kids in our Children's Classes and Junior Youth groups in Kuyga. It was so nice, we invited the parents of the kids to come too and I made cake for everyone. The kids performed and we gave them certificates. Really lovely way to bring to close activities for the year. So with that Lunathi and I decided that instead of spending the month of December on holidays doing nothing but bludging and spending money we would go on service. Somehow someone said Malawi and so here I am.

Here I am.. but where is Lunathi? My wonderful little friend failed to realise that her passport expired and it wasn't until we were at the check in counter of South African Airways at O.R Tambo airport that the lady behind the counter brought our attention to a little detail called an expirey date which happened to be in June of this year. So Lunathi will be arriving tomorrow and had to organise an emergency passport in the meantime. I am here, in some ways enjoying being on my own as it offered some break time for me to reflect on myself and when she arrives we will begin running daily junior youth groups and children's classes.

Quick story that I will share before heading off.. As a result of traffic and some 100000 people waiting in line to check in the only available seats on the plane were middle seats. I was praying that the two people who would be on either side of me would be small or women and instead I had two of the world's biggest men on either side of me and one who would not stop fidgetting. I was tired, annoyed and frustrated and I seriously wanted to cry in hopes that a flight attendant would feel sorry for me and move me to business class. To make matters worse we were one row behind the emergency exits. I could see the leg room, so close yet so far. I sat there hoping that I could endure the next 2.5hours when God, as if listening to the thoughts in my head, answered my prayers. A man and his 2 sons came and sat in the exit row seats, looking at the boys I knew they were too young to sit there and the flight attendant confirmed this. They had to swap seats. Immediately I jumped up and said I was happy to swap and take on the responsibility of guarding the exit door in the unlikely event of an emergency. I took the aisle seat, stretched my legs out, asked for the beef and enjoyed a very pleasant flight to Malawi.

Will be in touch when I have consistent internet access which unfortunately thanks to both MTN and Zain communications does not look like it will be any time soon.

Ta ta