Sunday in Kigali
Woke up this morning to one of those typical African mornings when everything and everybody was rushed up by the first morning light. All but me. I don´t let such a triviality tear me from that wonderful world that exists between the awaring sleep and the cruel awakeness. I stayd in bed and listened to the rooster calling for the new day. Someone was working in the kitchen, the noice being so loud due to the tiles and cement walls. Someone was sweeping outside and someone was whistling. I was adding up my experiences so far, from meeting Miranda from Goma, who used to trval with the boats of the company I work in, at the airtport in Gothenburg. I met her again in Brussels and this meeting ended up in a discussion betzeen three people bearing each a nordic passport: a norwegian, a swedish and a finnish. One of us was very dark, one was black and one was pale as a newly washed sheet.
I lay there thinking of my meeting with Schola of how happy I was to meet her. And Caritas, who allways holds my hand. I had not realized how much I had missed this country.
Eventually I had to get up for breakfast. This is the negative side of allways being hungry. The breakfast was teastya dn the day was beatiful, and about &è degrees warmer than where I left from.
Sunday time is church time in Rwanda, so I joined Schola to a service in kinyarwanda, my first service in more than éà years. I liked this...
I lay there thinking of my meeting with Schola of how happy I was to meet her. And Caritas, who allways holds my hand. I had not realized how much I had missed this country.
Eventually I had to get up for breakfast. This is the negative side of allways being hungry. The breakfast was teastya dn the day was beatiful, and about &è degrees warmer than where I left from.
Sunday time is church time in Rwanda, so I joined Schola to a service in kinyarwanda, my first service in more than éà years. I liked this...
For my non-swedish speaking friends
As I have learned to realize that not all people - not even all my friends - are swedish speaking, I have created this anglo site. Please forgive me the for the somewhat reduced text as well as the standard of the actual language. My teachers in Enlish are not to be blamed. They surely did their best to put order in words and grammer but their efforts did not bear the expected fruit. So, here we need some in-between-the-fingers methods from all you readers. I prefer to think that the quality of the text will overcome the lack of perfection in the language.
I shall for some time on concentrate on my oncoming trip to Rwanda. So stay with me. Interesting things might come up...
I shall for some time on concentrate on my oncoming trip to Rwanda. So stay with me. Interesting things might come up...