Nhabhutu and the great water
We decide it would be nice to take the family to Syringa Park today to avoid the heat as it was over 30 Celsius. The lake was cool and refreshing, but little Nhabhutu stood fearfully by its edge.
“This the great water” she said.
“This? Naw, its just Arrow Lake Nhabhutu.” I said. “Come on in a test the water!”
She looked frightened at first but put her big toe in, like testing for a bath. “Never have I seen such water” she muttered quietly. “My father, stole water from the villagers in the North and used it to wash his goats. But such water as this is legend”.
I smiled and tried to conceive a world where water was not as abundant as it was here. Nhabhutu is giving us all an education. Her tap dancing is a little irritating, but I am sure that I will get used to it.
She will be a hit at church tomorrow. A little soft shoe in the aisles, tambourine in hand….She remembers missionaries that tended to her when she was in Ireland, starving from Potato Fever. She says it was a bad time, many empty soda cans lined the streets of Belfast, but missionaries told her about Jesus as they helped her board the steamship.