9/25/07
Two days ago Mary was in tears, depressed about the many things we face just being immersed in unfamiliar surroundings. Probably, the deeper reason was she didn’t feel a sense of purpose here.
Last night she met with the Women’s Committee about their desire to get manual sewing machines for the village women. The women seemed committed to the project with specific ideas on how to proceed.
The wheels in Mary’s mind started to whirl. She could hardly sleep last night. This morning she took the early bus to town, as happy as I have ever seen her here. She has raison d’etre.
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I can hardly imagine how daunting your tasks in Samoa seem. First you have to learn to fit in to an unfamiliar culture and even then, the obstacles to getting things done in a subsistence level society must be many. You are both brave souls.
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