Nandri

I sat on the warm stone steps.My legs stretched out and my hands by my sides.I heard the crickets sing and watched the heat radiate from the dusty ground.The trees barely moved and the monkeys patrolled across the black stone wall.The stiff grass peeked through the dust and the washed out chalk coulors remained from the day we were first welcomed.

I sat still.My skin red and my eyes squinted.My hair frizzed in the heat.My hands sweated and stuck to the steps.I watched as the world passed me by.I watched as the students played volleyball with recycled plastic bags.I didn't flinch at the sight.I saw the enthusiasm in their faces and the competition between them.I watched as a woman hung her washing out to dry and as a local man ambled by on his bike.


I sat and appreciated what was around me.I didn't long for more.I appreciated that God was at work and I was oblivious to the horror outside of the gates.I was content in a way that I have never felt before.As I sat there I didn't worry about how I looked or what I sounded like.I didn't feel stupid but blessed instead.I didn't care that I was sitting by myself or that I wasn't talking to anyone.I wasn't worried that time was passing slowly but instead I embraced it.


I long to go back again,to feel the same way.I feel I belong there in a way that I don't feel here.I know I must wait but it's days like this that I become impatient.I pray that I'll get there again someday.I thank God so much for putting me there to begin with and planting this place in my heart.


Nandri <3