Rich Africans ;)

"Content makes poor men rich; discontent makes rich men poor."

This is the theme I want to describe in this post. I encounter the truth of this statement everywhere here in Africa. Yesterday I followed a nurse for the afternoon. She works on the max facts ward, (I don't think that is how you spell it :)) it is the ward where the patients who have tumors removed stay. One special girl, Esther, has come all the way from Nigeria to have a tumor on her face removed. Because she knew English, I could communicate with her without a translator. In the afternoon, the nurses take all the patients who are able to make the trip up the stairs outside to enjoy some fresh air. Esther loved going outside. After we came back down in the ward I read a couple of books to her. All throughout the afternoon, Esther radiated joy at being loved in simple ways. Esther is content. Esther is rich.

This morning I went to the Special Needs School again. 40 children in one small, warm classroom, but are they ever happy. They jump and dance and hug and smile. Two cookies = made a day. These children are so rich.

I am learning a lot here! :D

The special needs school