A few of the men were still there, helping shovel the gravel that Gabe had hauled for them. They told me that I should go to the nearby village, where several of the ladies from church live. When the men reminded them of the bible study that was to be held, they all looked up at the sun, as if to figure out what time it was - none of them are so rich as to own a watch. So, after about 30 minutes of sitting and waiting, they brought a bowl full of cornmeal mush and several tiny dried fish, which had been softened in boiling water. Eunice were there to eat too, so I didn't have to eat it all by myself.
Giriama people are so hospitable and generous.
After eating, and visiting for a while, we prayed for several in the village that were sick with malaria. Only the 2 ladies at whose village we had eaten were there, and about 20 kids from their village that had walked along with us. They told me that some of the women hadn't gotten the message that I would be there teaching, so that I shouldn't be discouraged. So there were 6 in all. They seemed to really understand it.