I was so thrilled to have a day where I was home and could work on schoolwork all day, but it didn’t quite turn out as anticipated. I spent the morning organizing my Geography notebook. Walter started working on the roof of the house (the overhanging part). That work has to be done before the end of the month if we are to keep our home insurance.
After lunch I had a visitor who had arranged to stop by—a complete stranger. He had started reading my memoir, had purchased copies for his three siblings also, and wanted me to autograph all four books. He and his siblings also grew up in Zambia and had gone to Sakeji, but it was after my time. So anyway, we ended up talking for close to five hours. Not only had we gone to the same two boarding schools in Africa, but our parents were in the same mission so we had a lot of mutual acquaintance. I think I met his parents once when we lived in the Zambia in the early 90s.
Needless to say, I didn’t get much grading done! One of the things we talked about was the Sakeji hymn, which sparks such an emotional response in anyone who has attended there. So this evening I pulled out my autoharp for the first time in months and played through the hymn. Somehow I’ve got to figure out how to find time to play some more . . .
I also cooked some chicken and started a new knitting project today when taking a quick break from school. We are into the time of year where I am working on projects I can’t show you!