I tutor Isabelle from 11-1pm. I got up early to prepare her lesson, then went to church to set up. Then I waited. And waited. And waited some more. Just as I got up to leave, Isabelle showed up, an hour and fifteen minutes late! It takes her two hours to walk from her home to the church, and its hot, so I understand that it costs her to meet up with me. Part of me thought, 'just give her a break, she's got it tough', but I know that an employer wouldn't see it that way, so I talked to her about the importance of punctuality. I'm also giving her bus money now so hopefully she won't be late again.
In the afternoon I had some friends round, Enoch, Yvette and Jean Claude and it was so lovely. Yvette gave me a manicure and pedicure, and she taught me some praise and worship songs in Kinyarwanda. Fungura Amaso yuemutima wange = open the eyes of my heart Lord. If you want some laughs, try fitting 13 syllables into an 8 syllable line in a foreign language.
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