Child rearing...?

Child rearing is a bit different within the African culture to say the least. It is not uncommon to see small infants sitting alone outside, playing with sharp objects including but definitely not limited to: saws, knives, razor blades, scissors, etc. Another oddity is...most small babes go around bottomless. No diapers or panties or shorts for that matter. Just bare bums. On the occasion I have held an adorable bottomless baby, this question has always loomed in my mind. Today that particular fear was overcome. In reality getting "wetted" on is not entirely awful per say. It is tragically hilarious! Here is how the situation went: Vitas, the home's sweet cook/employee was watching Aisha, the 4 month old neighbor girl. I was correcting exams in my room and Vitas came with Aisha to mop. She placed Aisha on the floor and went to fetch water. Welp me and the babe were having a gay ole time..until I picked her bottomless self up for a little quality time. I can tell you that ended fairly quickly. There was the pick up, the noticing of the puddle on the floor, the noticing of the warm wetness where bottomless babe sat on my hip, then the hold out like a helpless male just given a baby for the first time. Here is my favorite part, instead of the quick dash to clean up piddle from floor and babe, I was instructed to put her back where she was. Huh?!

Hmmm

Well to say the least it feels completely normal. No unnecessary anxiety or looming fear. But the past few days have been a bit crazy....
Friday there was a taxi strike. No big deal right? Only when strikes occur, riots do as well, open fire, tear gas, public arresting and beatings too. Just in a normal days work. A friend of ours was waiting for her friends in a restaurant on Friday. She heard commotion outside. Her friends had been arrested and beaten. They were taken to the police station to be questioned. Many other cases were like this. Bystanders were arrested and taken for questioning. ONly there were so many, some had to stay the night there. Horrible system..
But by 3:00 everything had cleared and it was a typical day in Kampala.
Today, Chris and I were in town getting medical supplies and food for the home. We pulled out and a boda boda ran into the side of the car. Oops. Two hours later it was all good. We took the man to the clinic. No broken bones. Just a few bruises and bumps. We paid for his boda to be fixed as this is his only way for an income. But God was watching out for us. Neither Chris or I were hurt and the driver was not hurt badly. Plus, it is very common for a mob to form and become angry when a wreck occurs and white people are involved. I thought for a second it was happening, then a man named Abraham was standing out of my window and seriously says, "Don't be scared. It'll be alright."
What? Perfect english. Perfect timing. He came to the clinic with us and translated for the entire episode. I am convinced he was an angel. And he had two very cute kids.

Besides these past two episodes, things have been relatively quite. The kids are testing this week for the end of the term. Then 3 weeks of holiday! Yeah! All the kids are healthy. There are many scrapes and cuts that I am way too excited to attempt to heal.

I am learning and growing. Please continue to pray for protection and love from our Father.