Today, we visited Sakata Primary which goes through 8th grade. This is the school where about a year ago we built student latrines and put a roof on. As we entered the dusty school grounds, we were suddenly surrounded by eager faces looking up at us. They had run from all over the dusty playfield to greet us. After the small riot I had caused, students were regrouped and I was introduced to the form 2 teacher, a nice young gentleman wearing dress pants, a white shirt, and a necktie. All of the teachers in the school as well as the principal were smartly dressed. Many students were wearing too-long-used uniforms, blue dresses with yellow collars.
I visited a form 2, a class of 120 students, all sitting attentively on the dirt floor of a small cinderblock room that opens to the outdoors. I say outdoors, but there is actually no door on the classroom. In one corner of the building was a small table and chair for the teacher. Every classroom in the school of around 1000 students is very similar.
Their teacher was eager for me to address the class. Looking in their eager faces brought out the teacher in me, and I took the opportunity to encourage them to stay in school, to get all the education they can get because that will help them succeed in their futures.
I also told them that God knows them by name and that He loves them. I told them that God hears prayers, and although we may not know how He will do it, He has a good plan for their lives.
A form 8 student representing the group of five other boys in his class had a special request. In his best English he asked if we could provide them several footballs, which in the US are soccer balls. He explained that he and his friends have special talent in the sport and would like to develop it. I visited a form 2, a class of 120 students, all sitting attentively on the dirt floor of a small cinderblock room that opens to the outdoors. I say outdoors, but there is actually no door on the classroom. In one corner of the building was a small table and chair for the teacher. Every classroom in the school of around 1000 students is very similar.
Their teacher was eager for me to address the class. Looking in their eager faces brought out the teacher in me, and I took the opportunity to encourage them to stay in school, to get all the education they can get because that will help them succeed in their futures.
I also told them that God knows them by name and that He loves them. I told them that God hears prayers, and although we may not know how He will do it, He has a good plan for their lives.
George told him we will pray and ask God to provide footballs for them. He asked them to pray also. We are getting so many requests, real needs. We cannot be the answer. Putting our hope in God is the answer. The students will know when the provision is met that the God we serve deserves the credit.
It was a privilege to share with the students.
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