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Primitive is the only word I can think of to describe our classroom today where we worked with about 15 kids ranging from pre K  to 15 plus one adult.  We were under the make-shift tent using a piece of styrofoam Rog had found in town to hold up a poster with the letters I had printed in random order.  Using two straws we'd joined together as the pointer, Rog worked with the kids & the adult who had not learned their letters. I pulled several kids and did quick assessments and then gave them materials at their level and passed them on to a skilled kids who had come to help tutor.  Several wanted to work on carrying and borrowing as well.  I rotated through about 8 kids keeping them moving forward.  The few mat'ls I'd brought with me seem to multiply like the loaves & fish.  It was rewarding to see the smiles as they caught on to each new skill.  The sun set as we ended the session.  We hiked to the Pastor's home where she had prepared meatballs with rice for us.  We ate as she again told us multiple hardship stories of the people she was trying to help and also of her dreams of how she could do more.  Emmanuel showed up, grabbed a plate of food & he drove us back to our hotel.  We told him to stop for gas and filled his tank.  Twelve gallons cost $64 US ...no wonder there are so few vehicles here!  Prayers flowed from Emmanuel's lips giving thanks for the gas.  How many times have we filled up our vehicles never giving a thought about how lucky we are or how thankful we should be?