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| Chicas guapas / Good looking girls! |
Hoy fue un día muy especial! Fuimos a la iglesia zulú en medio del Valle de Mil Colinas. Las chicas nos pusimos las típicas faldas africanas, y los chicos se pusieron muy guapos. Pudimos escuchar el dulce sonar de 200 voces africanas cantando coros desde fuera del gran edificio. Nos encantó la forma de adorar, y la alegría que derrochaban. Aunque no entendíamos el idioma nos sentíamos parte de su comunidad. Nos preparamos una canción en zulú para caminar hacia el frente, típica de la cultura. Después cantamos otra canción en español.
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| camino a la iglesia /going to church |
Today was a special day that started with our going to a Zulu church in the Valley of a Thousand Hills. The girls dressed in typical African skirts and the guys didn´t look so bad Esther! We could hear the swaying sound of 200 African voices singing choruses from outside the large building that serves as their church. We really liked their way of worshipping, and they joy that poured out of their hearts. Even though we didn´t understand their language very well, we felt part of their community. They asked us to sing a Spanish song so we also prepared a Zulu song to accompany our march to the front (very cultural!) and then sang a spanish chorus.
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| la fiesta!! |
Por la tarde tuvimos una fiesta española/zulú para despedirnos y honrar a algunos de nuestros nuevos amigos. Ellos nos prepararon un suculento plato con arroz y curry, y les cocinamos unas tortillas españoles inigualables. Antes de que salieran a sus casas y chabolas, les regalamos camisetas de la roja a todos y compartimos una charla sobre como Dios es el Padre para los que no lo tienen, un momento especial considerando que muchos eran huérfanos. Todos se vistieron con su nueva camiseta con orgullo excepto nuestro amigo holandés, Dick, que todavía no ha tragado la derrota de su nación en el Mundial! (ver la foto!)
Then we had a Zulu/Spanish dinner. They made us a succulent local dish of rice and curry, while we made them some of the best tortilla español we have ever tasted! Before our new African friends left back for their homes and shacks, we gave each of them a red Spanish T-shirt and shared about the God Who is the Father of the fatherless, a special moment considering that many are orphans. Everyone wore their new Spanish shirts with pride except our Dutch friend Dick, who still is mourning the loss of Holland against Spain in the World Cup final (check out the picture and I’ll bet you can pick out who he is!)
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| Irene y una nueva amiga / Irene and her new friend |
Y como dice el himno de África que cantaron ellos… Nkosi sikeleli Afrika (Dios bendiga a África)!!!!!!!
And like the African hymn says that they sang to us: "Nkosi sikeleli Afrika!" ("God bless Africa!")
Gaby
Then we had a Zulu/Spanish dinner. They made us a succulent local dish of rice and curry, while we made them some of the best tortilla español we have ever tasted! Before our new African friends left back for their homes and shacks, we gave each of them a red Spanish T-shirt and shared about the God Who is the Father of the fatherless, a special moment considering that many are orphans. Everyone wore their new Spanish shirts with pride except our Dutch friend Dick, who still is mourning the loss of Holland against Spain in the World Cup final (check out the picture and I’ll bet you can pick out who he is!)
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