And the kite flies...

I didn’t blog anything yesterday because I didn’t really have much to report on – yesterday was very uninteresting. The most fun we had was swimming! The boys still think the pool water is okay, but Nick says it is getting a bit cold now. It’s down to about 27 deg. Aaron grazed his knee quite badly on Wednesday, and then fell and got it in the same spot yesterday, and Caleb also fell and hurt his knee. The mercurochrome has come into good use!

Today has been much more newsworthy. Good News Club this morning saw the highest attendance yet, with 23 kids. Nick is still going on with his 10 commandments, and today’s was the 6th, don’t kill. He spoke about not hating people, and not gossiping, and everything that goes with that commandment, so one boy said, “but that’s impossible!” “Quite right”, Nick said, and proceeded to explain that we need God’s forgiveness – he basically explained the gospel very quickly and simply. After the GNC we had a quick lunch of beef burgers on bread (no onions, no tomato, no cheese…) and then headed out to try find some wind. The boys wanted to see if we could get the kite up. We went first to Plantation House, but there were only a few puffs there, so we drove out to Horse Pasture (between Lemon Valley Bay and Dry Gut Bay) on the west of the island, where the camping grounds are, and there, for the first time, Skye Dragon took to the skies. It was awesome – she stayed up for ages, swooping and flapping. The boys thought it was great, and both had a turn holding the control, as did I. Aaron became quite desperate for a poo, and being a camping ground, there were facilities: one lone long-drop. He said it was stinky and was concerned about falling through the hole, but I’m sure the relief outweighed the inconvenience. After that the winds subsided (hmm) and we went home, with the boys singing “We are Christian soldiers, marching to the wall” in the back of the car. We picked some wild flowers on the way home, some of them Nick got by reaching out his window, and others I got out of the car to pick.