Even in sunshinysa, we felt the biting cold and some nights were worse than others. Too keep myself occupied, I crocheted. As I crocheted, I remembered my aunt who patiently taught me this craft. She advised and my initial efforts , a squiggly doily was applauded.
As you see from my pictures I have progressed from those initial efforts! In fact, I had accumulated a small fortune in woollen products. My first donation went to Community Organised Policing and Projects (COPP). It is a local non profit organisation who depends largely on assistance from the community. Their most extensive project is their “Feed A Learner Campaign”, a fund I happily contribute to. Donors are advised to donate a set fee to feed a scholar for a month. Thinking about the chilly weather conditions, prompted me to hand over to twenty children, a winter warmer goodie bags. In those bags, my little helper Owen, packed away my prized beanies for the kids, store bought gloves, a treat and on a little card, my favourite Psalm 23. I could imagine the kids reading it to their grandparents or vice versa. In our world ridden with poverty and aids, it is often the grandmothers who are left caring for their children’s children. A helping hand in any small way counts.
It is as “Mr Mandela said on the 90th birthday celebration of Walter Sisulu in Johannesburg, “What counts in life is not the mere fact that we have lived. It is what difference we have made to the lives of others that will determine the significance of the life we lead.”.
COPP’s, Mr Naidoo, handed my first hamper to a sick child. The others went to kids from the primary school who were fed a warm meal and treated to these goodie bags. That would assist in keeping the children warm this winter.