Ananiya

Today we visited the Mgolo sistes’ development again after being picked up by our dala dala around 9. Once we arrived, we split into 2 goups of 5; one group went to work with the elderly and the other with orphans, from infants up to about 4 years or 5 years old. The children I was blessed to spend time with today were incredible. We got to meet some of them yesterday during their lunch time. One boy, whose name I learned today was Ananiya immediatly called me “babu” or grandfather. Today, as soon as I reached the top of the stairs across the courtyard from the children, Ananiya began calling out “Babu! Babu!” After settling down our bags, we went across to the children who greeted us with huge smiles. Ananiya ran straight toward me, wrapping his arms around my leg. From then on he and O were practically inseperable. He held onto my thumbs and climed up me, we chased each other around the courtyard, we spun around together, I tickled him until he dropped to the floor, and he used my legs as a slide. When the children were called in to class, Michael and I sat in the courtyard for a couple minutes. He told me that one of the children had asked Ananiya in Swahili if it was okay to go over by me to which Ananiya replied ” He is our grandfather”.

In class, we got to do puzzles with the children, draw on small chalkboards, practice numbers and build with legos. Right after class we helped the children with lunch. I sat next to Ananiya, who had returned from the kitchen with a bowl of food. I tried to get him to start eating, but he just made faces at me. Once everyone had their bowls, I realized why. Maria, a little girl, of no more than 5 years, placed her bown on the table and walked to the head of the table where she recided a prayer one line at a time, allowing all the others to repeat after her. After the closing sign of the cross, Maria returned to her seat and lunch began. Three bowlfuls later, Ananiya was the last ti finish lunch and join the others for their nap, which was our time to say goodbye. Although I immensly miss being “uncle” to my niece and nephews back home, it was great to be “babu” for a day. 

~joe

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6 Responses to “Ananiya”


  1. 1 Rick "Mugs" Malloy, S.J. July 11, 2007 at 9:35 pm

    Hi Beth, Matt and Companions.

    I was struck by the reflectuons on the question pu to you froim the guy fromn Brooklyn: “Why are you here?” (i,e,. there!).

    On Pilgrimages, it always seems more vibrant a reality that God is at work in our lives, leading and guiding us. The purpose of a perticular episode of our jouirney may not be apparemt during or even soon after the trip, but I imagine it will be revealed to all of you why you were there.

    Anbd, btw, when youmeet Don Ward, call him Malcolm (his midfdle name) He loves to be called Malcom.

    Greetings and Peace from St. Stephen’s Mission on the WInd River Arapahoe-Shoshone Resrervation in Wyoming.

    Mugs

  2. 2 Rick "Mugs" Malloy, S.J. July 11, 2007 at 9:37 pm

    Trying this again (it posted it before I could proof read the entry!)

    Hi Beth, Matt and Companions.

    I was struck by the reflections on the question put to you from the guy from Brooklyn: “Why are you here?” (i,e,. there!).

    On Pilgrimages, it always seems more vibrant a reality that God is at work in our lives, leading and guiding us. The purpose of a particular episode of our journey may not be apparent during or even soon after the trip, but I imagine it will be revealed to all of you someday “why” you were there.

    And, btw, when you meet Don Ward, S.J., call him Malcolm (his middle name). He loves to be called Malcom.

    Greetings and Peace from St. Stephen’s Mission on the Wind River Arapahoe-Shoshone Resrervation in Wyoming.

    Mugs

  3. 3 Pickle Platoon July 12, 2007 at 5:50 am

    Babu-
    Your new nickname was derived from your gray locks, we assume. But don’t worry, we still think they are “curly and lusturous.” We are so happy you found a new grandchild and hope to see lots of pictures when you get back! This was such a cute entry; we loved that your legs also double as a slide and that you found someone new to tickle besides us and that you were causing lunchtime trouble. Who would have thought.
    We are very proud of you and hope that you are having fun and staying safe.
    Love and prayers from your girls.
    P.S. So when that guy thought you were the characters from Lost, he thought you were Charlie, right? And Matt was Hurley? And Michael was Shannon? And Cassie was Eko? And Beth was Locke? And Kelly was Sayed?
    P.S.S. And Beth, you will let us know about the free food at the welcome back BBQ?

    In all seriousness, we are very proud of all that you are doing and of the relationships you are forming. We are happy that you are meeting so many incredible people and look forward to you sharing with us when you get back!
    Much love and admiration from your fellow Hawks.

  4. 4 Marianne Grace July 12, 2007 at 9:46 pm

    I enjoyed “Mugs” Malloy’s comments and struck by the thought that all of our life is a pilgrimage whether we are fortunate to go to places such as Tanzania or Wyoming or not. It is a journey guided by God and the question “why are we here?” is one we need to ask ourselves everyday. Thank you for the reminder. Marianne

  5. 5 The Tribe at Home July 14, 2007 at 1:45 am

    Dear Uncle Babu,

    We all read your entry, with many, many questions. It was very funny that Ananiya treats you the same way we do. We are very proud of you that you are helping kids. We all miss you, but when you get home, we’ll all tickle you.

    Love,

    Gabby, Josh & Joseph

  6. 6 Maureen Davis July 14, 2007 at 11:26 pm

    Hi friends! I am so happy I found your stories and pictures today…both beautiful. Know that I’m sending all my love from New York and praying for the continued success of all that you are doing.
    Peace,
    Mo


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