I sat on the side of the pool watching Zach pull Daso and
Salama (staying with us for the week) around the pool, teaching them to swim
then escaping in time while they tried to catch him. I held
Mariama in my arms as the bright Nigerian sun beat on my outstretched
legs. For a first timer, Daso was extremely brave! She jumped into the pool, practiced putting
her head under, and trusted me to throw her into the air (though she didn’t let
me do it again.) Her laughter rang out
into the air, making me giggle, as she tried to race Salama (Victoria’s
12-year-old daughter) across the pool, her legs and arms working hard to no
avail in the chest deep water.
These are beautiful days as I take in the dynamic scenes of
my little family. Zach takes every
opportunity to teach a lesson: “If each egg is 25 naira, Daso, how much will it
cost to fill this crate? Get the
cuisinaire rods!” or “…feel this metal spoon, now this plastic one” (referring
to his tea cup that he has filled with various utensils) …I don’t know if he
ever did get to drinking tea out of it, but at least the hot water wasn’t
wasted!
To the question of do you know what a conductor is, Daso replied “Yes, I know, conductor, like on
the bus. He collects the money. (and in
the same sentence) Can we go jump on the trampoline today?” She knows she has to get that in before the
next lesson begins.
Daso is to start school on Monday, the 14th of
September. Today her siblings start
school where they live, and I know she is missing being there to go with
them. Please pray that God will help us
make a home where she feels loved and secure, and that we will find ways to
keep her connected to her family while making her part of ours.
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