Seeing Neighbours & Near Accident

Oct 30

This morning we stopped at the Ken Wiebe school while class was in. We brought out some frisbees and a soccer ball and the kids went nuts. The school started out as a building made from bush poles and palm branches for a roof. They gave it the name the Ken Wiebe school, after my father, in the hope that he would take a special interest in the school. I was initially the largest sponsor. Today it is a permanent concrete building.

Next we stopped and visited the house and neighbourhood where my parents had lived and raised me for the first year or so of my life. The villagers all immediately recognised my dad and quickly asked about me, Richard. Dad would point at me and they would express shock and surprise at how I had grown. They razzed Stephanie a bit about having stolen one of the men from their neighbourhood. They pointed to a girl named Yvonne (named after my mom) who was born around the same time as me and was supposed to be my wife (incidently her younger brother’s name is Richard). It was a really great reunion and we even were allowed to walk through our old house. It is now an orphanage.

Behind schedule we headed off finally to return to Freetown. Again we made a pitstop at Moyamba Junction to pick up some food and then continued on our way. It began to rain as we reached the outskirts of Freetown. About 20 minutes later with the road wet our vehicle began to fishtale. Supposedly we hit an oil patch on the highway. The driver lost control of the SUV and we narrowly avoided hitting an oncoming vehicle before coming to a stop sideways and blocking both lanes of traffic. God was watching out for us! Thank you everyone for your prayers!

R.W.