Another day of working brought us to the church in Chilobwe. The previous pilgrimage worked on the rectory, and now it was our turn to assist. The days task? Putting a layer of plaster around the top of the wall. Tom and David eagerly learned to mix the plaster with shovels.
The scaffolding was made of wooden planks, so Tom was told he could not get up and do the plastering. That did not stop David, Michelle, Russ or I from trying to see what we could do. David struggled a bit with the plaster application, so I was nervous to try, but curiosity and a desire to do something got me up the rickety, impromptu ladder. The scaffolding sure didn’t look it, but it was more stable feeling than anything I’ve been on in the US. Thanks to my patient teacher, I did ok at putting up the plaster. I had to get down to give others a turn, but I didn’t stay down for long.
After Michelle and I each had our turns, it was great to see some of the local women also get up on the scaffolding and have their turn. One small step for women.
Some of our group spent the morning at some schools. When they arrived at Chilobwe, except for Russ, the second group concentrated on checking out the cooking. Andie decided her new life skill of the day would be to learn to carry a baby on her back. It was a tough and dirty day, but very rewarding.