What do hair whipping, conversations about snake houses and your favorite internal organ to eat, and eating cake face first have in common? My seventh grade dorm girls!Every Thursday night I do dorm cover from at Ndege dorm with 10 wonderful 7th graders to give their dorm parents a night off. We do homework together in study hour, we are enjoying a biography about Amy Carmichael in devotions, I get to hear about 7th grade drama at RVA and life in the bush that is their home. These girls have homes of origin range from the UK and Germany to Brazil and Korea. Their parents are in place like Malawi, Tanzania, and Kenya. They are such a diverse group of girls.
It is never a dull moment with them. A few weeks ago we were talking about life in Ella’s family’s village and she said something about a snake house. I asked, slightly horrified, “What is a snake house?” 2 other girls looked at me like I must have been living in a cave to not know what a snake house was. Ella simply said, “Its a house where snakes go”... “Oh... of course”.... I needed more clarification. Specifically one is put up when an area is cleared to give all the homeless snakes a house that is not your house. “OK.”
The birthday girl with her sister |
Strawberry delight! |
Dorm tradition! |
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