Thursday, April 17, 2008
"I complained because I had no shoes, until I met a man who had no feet". That is the conviction that I often feel here. Conviction, but not pity. I am convicted and amazed by their joy, contentment, and resourcefulness in making a soccer ball by wrapping twine around a wad of plastlc bags, or even better, making a bicycle out of wood,... and then sharing it with an alien from outer space.