The inaugural tennis match of 2007 came off without a hitch as we found
the tennis net buried in the back of the musty housing container,
nestled between two wasps nests and a hopelessly tangled amount of
clothes hangers. We even found some cans of tennis balls that were
still pressurized from the 1990's; there must have been some serious
tennis players here in the past. After blatantly ignoring the
instructions taped to the cable, we managed to get it strung up and had
our first (sort of) game of tennis, where I lost 3-1. The tennis was a
true African experience, starting off with about 8 people on the court,
wildly swinging rackets and hitting the balls into the surrounding
brush. We still need to fix the fences at the ends of the court, but
fortunately several of the crowd of children stuck around to help
retrieve balls in between their time dribbling the basketball around me
while I tried to hit the ball back to John. Today I must have been
asked by 15 people if I played tennis; I guess news travels fast here at
Mukinge. Next up: wash off the court so you can see the lines well; I'm
currently looking for a hose long enough to stretch from the nearest
house. After that, I think we need to build one of those high chairs so
we can have a proper line judge -- you all know how competitive I am.
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Matt,
Let's see, you started playing tennis. If I remember correctly, that means you will have mastered the sport in three weeks, which is about now I guess. Great to see more pictures of your work to feel more connected. Miss you here and still think of you and pray for you everytime I take Sarah to the playground. Soon Luke will be going as well. Hope to see you when you are back in Texas.
David Earl
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