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"I am a part of all that I have met; yet all experience is an arch wherethro' gleams that untravell'd world whose margin fades for ever and for ever when I move."
Ulysses by Alfred Lord Tennyson

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Monday, June 14, 2010

Saturday, June 12

We thought this day would be calm and a day to get away from the concerns of the kiddos at the Haven. We had planned to go to Choma for the day. We began with a casual breakfast and headed out around 9:30. We began by stopping by the Clinic to check on Alfred, our aspirational pneumonia kiddo. We were shocked that he had died during the night. Apparently, there was a problem keeping him on oxygen. The struggle on Friday had been to find all the necessary components but they finally got him set up. The power outage last night resulted in no oxygen at the Clinic so they transported him to the Haven. Unfortunately, he didn’t make it.

After a good cry and a prayer for Alfred’s remaining family (his Mom had died giving birth, we headed out. We searched for chitange material and some gifts, picnicked at the Choma Craft Museum, and then headed back to Namwianga.

We all had been invited to Seven Fountains for dinner. Sue and Rod Calder, native South Africans, prepared Potjie (potjiekos). It was a wonderful evening. There were many desserts, including Milk Tart, a traditional South African dessert. The road was unbelievable and it was most interesting to travel back in the dark.

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