Okay so today, Saturday September 8, I was walking back from
school and saw a monk riding a moped drive right past me. He was clothed in a
full cloak/rob hunched over as he cruised by through the dusty, dirt road. I
couldn’t help but think that was a unique. My feeling was probably intensified
by the fact that this was the first white person I have seen since I left the
other two HNGR interns on August 18th. The school is at the end of
the road, meaning that anyone in a car must be coming here, but also that we
don’t receive many vehicles. This made me wonder why he was here. I forgot that
the Catholic charismatic service – held once a month on Saturday in the
school’s chapel – is today.
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