I was doing an evaluation at Ka Khoza for teacher Ntombie when her baby, Blessings, started to cry. (In Swaziland, every day is bring-your-child-to-work-day.)
“Oh I’ll take him” I said, thinking Ntombie could keep teaching, and the older children wouldn’t have to hold him and work at the same time.
So I’m holding this beautiful baby, and got him quieted down, when I felt something warm on my leg. (I’m guessing he was feeling something warm on his leg as well.)
Yes, I was blessed by Blessings… by sprinkling.
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