Lumela Loved Ones!
Today marked day two of working at the Habitat for Humanity worksite in Nazareth, Lesotho where we're building housing for orphans. Like yesterday, we split up into two main groups: one digging the foundation for a new building and one adding to an existing foundation (leveling the dirt floor, cementing bricks, etc.). It's safe to say there was a significant change in the work atmosphere today. Having had one day of experience under our belts, we stressed less and laughed more--being productive while still getting to know the local volunteers and children. One of the Basotho took it upon himself to start teaching some of our girls one of their "traditional" dance moves, shovel in hand...which later inspired more "cultural sharing" at lunch :)
We spent out lunch hour playing the Lesotho version of Duck Duck Goose (wayyy more fun doing it their way) and an interesting hybrid of London Bridge is Falling Down and Tug-a-War with Witt students, village children, and adult volunteers all participating. So great! :)
The fun continued into the afternoon where we celebrated the leveling of the house floor with a multi-generational/cultural dance party..."just to be sure the dirt was completely packed down." We do whatever it takes!
Throughout the day, we Wittenbergers also had the high honor of receiving our Sesotho names. Each name has a special meaning and was given to us by a Masotho. Some examples of the meanings include: Appreciated, Appreciation, Angel, Prayer, Praise, Gift From God, Star, Hope, Faith, Strength, Truth, Flower...you get the jist of it. Many of us are still working out the pronunciation and spelling, but all in all we're very excited!
After the work day, we came back and listened to a speaker on Lesotho religion and African spirituality, had our daily meeting, then ate supper. We actually had a rather eventful meal time, both during and afterwards...
The local children here have provided us with some stellar reading material as we have begun exchanging letters with them. Their letters have quickly taken a more serious tone, many of them confessing their love for us with the lyrics of popular American hip hop songs. One of tonight's favorite letters concluded with the words, "My heart keeps bleeding, it keeps keeps bleeding in love." Needless to say, it hasn't taken us long to realize these kids may be borrowing material to express their affection...but we'll excuse the plagerism for the sake of a good laugh.
Appropriately, dinner concluded with a disco dance party started by one of the woman kitchen workers...quickly joined by the rest of us.
All are safe and sound, slightly sore, working hard, having lots of fun and enjoying all the new experiences. We all send you smiles across the miles.
Khotso,
Anna and Lindsay