TOWARD THE END

The executive are the wonderful children who run the Peace and Justice Club of St, Henry"s School. We met with them yesterday and they printed some of their photos as well as wrote some stories(we are bringing them back with us and I think you will find them quite interesting). Today, I spent some time teaching the students the sounds that some of the letters make as well as spelling for some simple words. The thrill that they showed made the effort worthwhile. How tired I now feel. These young children wear me out more than the older children I once taught. But it was worth it. The picture of us: Get up and have breakfast around six forty-five. Then we begin our half and hour journey on the red soil that finds itself on the side of a roadway. Red roofed houses shelter behind red or white walls as speeding boda bodas (motorcyclists with relaxed passengers barely holding on) fly by. Then another roadway at right angles appears. We move to the right. The red line now become a blotch and we move more leisurely on it except where trucks block our way then we try to walk gingerly around them. Then suddenly a dull orange roadway appears we move up it. The climb is gradual and we meet many people coming and going. We move to the left passed a pub and then our climb begins. A small mountain appears,orange and rutted,with occasional trucks,boda bodas,cars speeding upward. Then it appears: St.Henrys. We have done it! We arrive at 8 and leave about noon and then we walk back. Four hours with these wonderful children and then the hike back. And I will miss it all: the screaming children,the kindly overworked teachers,the red roadways,the palm trees.... Bob