Laughter in Difficult Places

by - 9:11 AM

Just a quick story of the funniest moment today while helping out with the street children initiative:

The street boys were told to come in to wash the dishes they used from the lunch we gave them as a way to teach discipline - but they ended up leaving muddy footprints all over! So I offered to help my friend Mercy to clean, but all she gave me was one of those short African broomsticks. I don't know what you call them because you'd never find such things in Australia!

So anyway, I started sweeping out the dirt with that, and Mercy was on her knees scrubbing the floors with a wet rag and a bucket of water. I couldn't help but wonder how much easier and quicker it would be - if only we had a mop, a broom and dustpan, and better yet, a vacuum! Anyhow, halfway through cleaning, one of the guys who helps with the project walks in and says with a cheeky smile: 'Man, you look like you been using that broomstick all your life! You'd make the best non-African daughter in law I tell ya!'

And we both cracked up laughing. :') It was such a genuinely funny moment. I thank God for laughter and happiness even in the tough places. I truly, truly do.

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Welcome to my wayfaring world of stories. I’m a traveling musician and music educator from Melbourne living in Kabul, Afghanistan. Join me on my quest to embrace people of peace in tough places, inspire creative education where none exists, spark conversations that challenge the status quo, and collaborate with like-minded young people to catalyze a movement of peacemaking through acts of compassion and creativity among the young and free. As a nomad at heart, my ‘home’ is wherever I journey with people on the ground and discover life on the frontiers.