MY EXPERIENCE AT THE MISSIONARY OF CHARITY CENTRE LANGATA
My name is Mandela. Unlike other days, I woke up earlier than usual. My Bible was still in bed with me- at the same place I had left it the previous night. I scanned my eyes through the pages before my eyes rested on the book of 1st Peter 4:8 (KJV) ‘And above all things have fervent charity among yourselves: for charity shall cover the multitude of sins.’ "Is God speaking to me?" I thought out loudly. I realized that charity which is love covers very many sins. Man is fallible to sin. We can, therefore, erase these sins through acts of love or charity. I want to share a story. I have organized and attended very many charity events. However I have found contentment and peace on the events I share stories, I do service or play.
KITUI
In March, I visited St Michaels' Primary School for the deaf school Kitui County. I learnt basic sign language but the problem came when we went for games. It took me time to adapt but the fun part was during the celebration, the screaming and the gestures involved. The joy you see when they scored a goal could not be compared to the joy I had when I graduated. I wish I could clarify happiness, big or small.
MISSIONARY OF CHARITY
On 30th May, the Nipe Sauti Africa team visited the Missionary of Charity Centre in Langata. It was raining, but we had to attend the event. We were a group of 10 members including a 6yr and an 11yr old. We arrived at the centre at exactly 9:00am. The centre is located in the suburban of Nairobi City, Langata Constituency. It takes care of many handicapped people. I have been at this centre 4 times. The last time I assisted in the splitting firewood and kitchen chores. I have never participated in the feeding. Because of the rains, there was little to do. The clothes had been washed, no splitting of firewood and a team that had been there and already cooked.
The dilemma was what would Nipe Sauti do? Only feeding? We were ready. We played games; Jump Rope/rope skipping we call it KATII. Some of the children joined us. It was fun because I could not even skip the rope 5 times while one of the disabled was able to skip more than ten times. They clapped happily as they cheered one of their own. When we realised they can clap happily we started singing. I was astonished to know that they knew a few Luhyia gospel songs. I sang my voice hoarse. You could think it was a competition. My prize was the happiness and joy they portrayed. Some were struggling to clap, I went around helping them clap their hands. Some were just hitting their chairs using their backs. You could think it is painful but it was not. We sang until I could not lead anymore.
The most interesting part was feeding them. It was tough as what they did was smile, scream or shout. I picked one who had not shown any sign of screaming or clapping. She was totally handicapped. She could not move or talk. She was born like that. At first, I wanted to cry. I felt the pain and the disability. Born like that! I asked God within my heart, "How could you be unfair to them?" They could not move or feed themselves. The girl I was feeding could not chew her food. I felt like crying.
Next to me was Sister Emirata a Rwandese citizen. She could not communicate in Swahili. She told me that the kid I was feeding was called Nancy and that the children at that centre had a way of communicating to each other. They only understood each other. Whenever I did the wrong thing, Nancy's friend; Ann, corrected me. Sister Emirata was feeding Ann while I was feeding Nancy.
There are many things I have learnt and am a different person today. I will never forget my experience with Nancy and Ann. When you visit this centre at Langata pass my greetings to them.
Author:Mandela C Sangura
Edited by: Mwl. Nangabo
My name is Mandela. Unlike other days, I woke up earlier than usual. My Bible was still in bed with me- at the same place I had left it the previous night. I scanned my eyes through the pages before my eyes rested on the book of 1st Peter 4:8 (KJV) ‘And above all things have fervent charity among yourselves: for charity shall cover the multitude of sins.’ "Is God speaking to me?" I thought out loudly. I realized that charity which is love covers very many sins. Man is fallible to sin. We can, therefore, erase these sins through acts of love or charity. I want to share a story. I have organized and attended very many charity events. However I have found contentment and peace on the events I share stories, I do service or play.
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| Author: Mandela C Sangura |
KITUI
In March, I visited St Michaels' Primary School for the deaf school Kitui County. I learnt basic sign language but the problem came when we went for games. It took me time to adapt but the fun part was during the celebration, the screaming and the gestures involved. The joy you see when they scored a goal could not be compared to the joy I had when I graduated. I wish I could clarify happiness, big or small.
MISSIONARY OF CHARITY
On 30th May, the Nipe Sauti Africa team visited the Missionary of Charity Centre in Langata. It was raining, but we had to attend the event. We were a group of 10 members including a 6yr and an 11yr old. We arrived at the centre at exactly 9:00am. The centre is located in the suburban of Nairobi City, Langata Constituency. It takes care of many handicapped people. I have been at this centre 4 times. The last time I assisted in the splitting firewood and kitchen chores. I have never participated in the feeding. Because of the rains, there was little to do. The clothes had been washed, no splitting of firewood and a team that had been there and already cooked.
The dilemma was what would Nipe Sauti do? Only feeding? We were ready. We played games; Jump Rope/rope skipping we call it KATII. Some of the children joined us. It was fun because I could not even skip the rope 5 times while one of the disabled was able to skip more than ten times. They clapped happily as they cheered one of their own. When we realised they can clap happily we started singing. I was astonished to know that they knew a few Luhyia gospel songs. I sang my voice hoarse. You could think it was a competition. My prize was the happiness and joy they portrayed. Some were struggling to clap, I went around helping them clap their hands. Some were just hitting their chairs using their backs. You could think it is painful but it was not. We sang until I could not lead anymore.
The most interesting part was feeding them. It was tough as what they did was smile, scream or shout. I picked one who had not shown any sign of screaming or clapping. She was totally handicapped. She could not move or talk. She was born like that. At first, I wanted to cry. I felt the pain and the disability. Born like that! I asked God within my heart, "How could you be unfair to them?" They could not move or feed themselves. The girl I was feeding could not chew her food. I felt like crying.
Next to me was Sister Emirata a Rwandese citizen. She could not communicate in Swahili. She told me that the kid I was feeding was called Nancy and that the children at that centre had a way of communicating to each other. They only understood each other. Whenever I did the wrong thing, Nancy's friend; Ann, corrected me. Sister Emirata was feeding Ann while I was feeding Nancy.
There are many things I have learnt and am a different person today. I will never forget my experience with Nancy and Ann. When you visit this centre at Langata pass my greetings to them.
Author:Mandela C Sangura
Edited by: Mwl. Nangabo
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