This week was almost
the same like the weeks before. We continued the “Olympic Games” in Deir el
Kamar because this time we had another group and a smaller number of girls. We
replaced the egg and spoon race with the “guess, what’s under the
blanket”-game. Therefore we put some things on a blanket and the girls have
about one minute to memorize these before we cover it with a second blanket.
After these different competitions we had a final game where everyone has a
balloon tied around the leg. It was the aim to protect the own balloon
and to destroy the others. After this exhausting game every girl got a medal
for her achievments. In Antelias we had the boys from the upper floor
(altogether we have boys from two floors, so every floor every second week) and
after the introductory singing round we spent one hour on playing bowling, pot-hitting
and the “cat-dog-game”. As well as the previous week the service with the boys
was great fun and a huge success.On Friday, when we had service in Deir el
Salib a car bomb exploded in Ashrafieh, an area in the middle of Beirut. Eight
people died, around eighty got injured and the whole street was completely
destroyed. At this time most of us were in the garden and heard the explosion
but we first realized that it had been a bomb when we saw it in the TV (before
we thought it was a thunder). When we came back from service we didn’t know if
there are any consequences for us and we had to leave the apartment anyways for
a trip to the mountains, so we didn’t speak a lot about this attack before the
weekend. Of course everybody was shocked and worried we would be sent back home
because it would be too unstable for the Caravan in Lebanon but we hoped the
situation would get better within the following days. We spent the whole
weekend in the mountains in a little village called Barka. Therefore we left
Naqqashe on Saturday in the morning and had a three hours ride to this village.
There we were invited by the village community for lunch and dinner and for
breakfast on Sunday. We joined them when they planted new trees and visited an
ostrich farm and a small vinery. In the evening the youth of the village taught
us in dancing “Dabke”, a traditional Lebanese dance. On the next day we
participated in a memorial mass for a nun who died one month before and we as
the Caravan were allowed to sing during the communion. After the mass we
returned to Naqqashe. Altogether it was a great trip because the people were
really nice and hospitable.
by Paul
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