Carmin had the cutest "flip-flops" while we were in Ghana. Kind of a pink braid of material made up the strap. I was fond of them. I normally don't notice shoes but I liked these. I was a little disappointed when she left them behind... the were cute and they didn't fit me, and who would I give them to?
What we call flip-flop sandals, my friends in Ghana call Slippers. They wear them and use them the same as we do flip-flops or any other shoe, but they call them slippers.
One day I was leaving the guest house to go see my friends and I thought I might grab the shoes to see if they would fit someone. I handed them to the first of my friends to approach and indicated I didn't know who they would fit, but that she should find someone.
She slipped her foot out of her slippers. Her slippers were very worn. The heel was warn out and left behind a crescent moon in the soul of the shoe. The shoes were so worn that they no longer protected the heel of her feet. She leaned over and placed the new shoes on. They fit perfectly. She looked up and smiled at me. "Thank you" she said proudly, and yelled for her other friends to come see.
Another friend approached who was not wearing shoes. The old shoes with worn out heals and very little protection for the feet, were slid onto the feet of the young woman with no shoes.
And everyone was happy and everyone smiled, and I think my capacity to love grew a little more that day. Shoes...
Song of Solomon 7:1 How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter!
And that is one little memory from Ghana that I will never forget!
What we call flip-flop sandals, my friends in Ghana call Slippers. They wear them and use them the same as we do flip-flops or any other shoe, but they call them slippers.
One day I was leaving the guest house to go see my friends and I thought I might grab the shoes to see if they would fit someone. I handed them to the first of my friends to approach and indicated I didn't know who they would fit, but that she should find someone.
She slipped her foot out of her slippers. Her slippers were very worn. The heel was warn out and left behind a crescent moon in the soul of the shoe. The shoes were so worn that they no longer protected the heel of her feet. She leaned over and placed the new shoes on. They fit perfectly. She looked up and smiled at me. "Thank you" she said proudly, and yelled for her other friends to come see.
Another friend approached who was not wearing shoes. The old shoes with worn out heals and very little protection for the feet, were slid onto the feet of the young woman with no shoes.
And everyone was happy and everyone smiled, and I think my capacity to love grew a little more that day. Shoes...
Song of Solomon 7:1 How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter!
And that is one little memory from Ghana that I will never forget!
What a wonderful memory!! Its amazing how spoiled we are here...we would easily throw away a pair of shoes when someone else could get some use out of them. A little protection is better than no protection at all.
ReplyDeleteOur boys still call flip-flops "slippers". Even after a year and a half at home. I think around here, they will probably always be slippers. Though in the winter they are always confused by winter "slippers"!
Chanda
What a sweet post!
ReplyDeleteI haven't been reading blogs for a bit, because we've been in an adoption CRISIS ... but it's been fun to catch up on yours a bit.
Blessings with ALL of you home. Yea!
Laurel
mama of 13