Monthly Archives: December 2012

A Day In The Life Of Abigail Cable

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A lot of people have been asking me what a typical day is like for me in South 
Africa, so I figured I would try as best as I can to sum that up.

I wake up at about 7 every morning. (Not because I have to, but because my body 
wakes me up. South African time: the day ends 2 hours earlier than you're used 
to and begins 2 hours earlier than you're used to.) So I wake up and do some 
good 'ole push ups. (Gotta keep up the little arm strength that I do have.) 
After that, I get dressed, make myself look at least a little bit presentable 
(which consists of tousling my hair and putting on one of my famous headbands.) 
and then I head downstairs to make myself peanut butter toast. I'm not sure why 
I've become so obsessed with peanut butter toast while I've been here, but it's 
all I've eaten for breakfast for the past 3 months...and I love it. After that, 
I go back up to my room, make my bed, and red up whatever I feel needs tidying. 
(Aunty Ruby is really into having a clean house. Everything is SPOTLESS. I have 
no idea what happened, but that's starting to rub off on me, too...) After 
cleaning up my room, I'll chill and listen to some music or read my Bible. I've 
read through all the books I brought with me, and boredom set in one day as I 
decided to read my Bible. But I'm so glad I got THAT bored, because it turns out 
this book might just be one of the greatest books I've ever read, and I find 
that I'm having difficulty putting it down. At about 9am, Nat comes to pick me 
up in our car and we drive 25 minutes to Mpophomeni. Make that 1 hour if there's 
traffic on the N3, which there always is. Every morning. I'm not complaining 
here, but do you know what it's like to sit in traffic, barely moving, with the 
hot African sun beating down on your delicate skin at about 90 degrees plus 
humidity at 9 in the morning, and you're trying to save money on petrol so 
turning on the air con is a no go? Talk about car sickness. But it's okay! Once 
we get moving, you just simply stick your head out the window. Life is good. 

So we arrive at Masibumbane at about 10, just in time for tea time. Tea time 
lasts until 10:30, and then we start our work. The children normally come after 
school at around 1:30, so they get fed here, they play games, and it's a lot of 
fun. There's a lot of behind the scene stuff that goes on, which is a lot to 
explain right now, so I'll definitely make a blog about that later. I work at 
Masibumbane on Tuesday's and Thursday's, and on Wednesday's and Friday's I'm at 
Sizanani Widow's Support Group Soup Kitchen, which is located down the road from 
Masibumbane. We're still in the township of Mpophomeni; you guys following me? 
Kids come to the soup kitchen to get fed as well, but Sizanani also does a lot 
of behind the scenes things too. They make sure that these kids are cared for, 
are getting the things they need, and  they provide a stable environment for 
these children to go to. Schools are closing now for the holiday's, so the kids 
are coming earlier. The little soccer skills I did have are now improving, and 
I've learned new hand games that bring me back to the time when I was a little 
girl. My Zulu is starting to come along, thanks to the kiddos and Go-Go's 
(grannies) I work with. The work day ends at 4. Nat and I stop at Raisethorpe, 
which is this small town in Northdale where I live that's filled with shops. 
It's kind of dirty and probably not too safe at night, but I like it because 
it's quaint, different, and you meet the oddest people. So after that half hour 
or hour of Internet, I buy a mango. That's right folks; it's mango season. Mango 
season started 3 days ago, and since then I have consumed 5 mangos. I've never 
eaten an actual mango; I've had mango juice and mango flavored things, but not 
an ACTUAL mango. If you've never eaten an actual mango, I suggest you try one. 
You won't turn back. So while I'm eating this mango like it's candy, Nat drives 
me home and Aunty is normally preparing supper. She is an AMAZING cook. I eat a 
lot of curry and spicy foods, which my tummy has adjusted to well. After dinner, 
I normally do the dishes and then head upstairs. Depending on if there's 
anything going on that evening, I go to sleep at around 8:30 or 9. (I know 
people. I know.) 

Here's a look into my schedule.
Mondays- I have off, so Nat and I normally go to Essence, this Internet cafe in 
downtown PMB. We snag some Internet and food, or depending on what the team 
wants, Monday is beach day!
Tuesdays- I go to work, and then we have team night with Anya, Nat, Kristin, and 
myself, where we go out to eat, talk about how things are going, and ask 
questions. It's an essential night for us.
Wednesdays- I go to work, and then we have cell meetings with Malcom and 
Lyndle's church. (Any's host parents.) Cell is SO much fun! The cell we attend 
is a young adults cell, so we've met people around our age there who have become 
our good friends. But now cell is closing for the holiday and it will reopen in 
January. 
Thursdays- I go to work, and then we have team dinner at Andrew and Karen's 
house. This is also another essential night for us.
Fridays- I go to work, and then I attend youth group at Ephesus Church. I used 
to attend. Northdale Christian Fellowship, but I've recently found a church I'm 
really into called Ephesus so I've been attending there. I love it a lot. Youth 
is actually closing now until January sometime, so I have no idea what my life 
will consist of on Fridays nights.
Saturdays- It's a whatever day. Sometimes I'll walk down to Raisethorpe, or I'll 
go swimming at the local pool, or we'll all hang out as a team or whatever. It's 
a relaxing day.
Sundays- I wake up at 6am to get ready to go to church at Ephesus, and I'm out 
the door by 6:30 to walk a half hour and make it there in time for the church 
service to begin at 7. Ephesus has 2 church services; one at 7 and one at 10:30, 
but I enjoy going to the 7am service. After church, I'll walk back home and fall 
asleep for a bit. Aunty normally gets home from her church at 12 so then we'll 
make lunch. After lunch, Anya and I hang out because she lives up the road from 
me. I would say that Sunday is another lazy day, but it depends on what we have 
planned in advance.

Our work closes on the 14th for Christmas and will reopen sometime in January, 
so we have a super long break! 

Random Facts About My Life Here:
- I sweep my floor at least twice a week. I have tile floors, so it gets dusty 
and dirty pretty quickly. And you all know how much Aunty hates dirt.
- There is no air con or heat in my house. Nights have been getting hotter here, 
so sometimes I'll sleep on the floor. Most people might find this uncomfortable, 
but when you're sweating profusely at 2am, you really don't care.
- I do my own laundry once a week. I'd do it less than that but I refuse to re 
wear underwear.
- I bathe a maximum of 3 times a week. Yeah, yeah, judge me all you want, but 
bucket baths are really annoying to take. I've realized the difference between 
actually WANTING to take a bath and NEEDING to take a bath...and I only take one 
when I need to.
- I walk barefoot almost everywhere. I don't know what started this weird 
barefoot thing, but I'm diggin' it. Call me crazy or disgusting, that's fine. 
But there's a certain type of freedom in going without shoes. You know that 
feeling you get when you dance in the rain; where nothing else matters, you 
don't care, and you just let the rain wash over you? That's what it feels like 
to go barefoot. Except when your feet burn on the hot pavement.
- I don't wear makeup. Okay, I'll wear mascara and eye shadow on Sunday, but 
that's the extent of my makeup wearing. I know, it's shocking to me too, 
actually. Being here has made me care less about what I look like. The best part 
about this is no one here cares what you look like either! You don't feel 
pressurized from society to look a certain way, and it's pretty freaking 
awesome. 
- I sleep with a stuffed giraffe named Melman. Don't judge. Nights can get 
lonely.
- Girls don't wear shorts here. Girls mostly wear skirts, dresses, or jeans. 
Doesn't matter if it's 95 degrees, you will not see one girl in shorts. Don't be 
that awkward girl who wears shorts when it's hot out. I was once that awkward 
girl. Never. Again.
- I own 4 pairs of shoes. But I don't know why this matters because I go 
barefoot anyway.
- I'm doing really good. November was a tough month for all of us, so we're 
happy it's over. December has been a much better month, and we're excited for 
Christmas! It's going to be different not being home, but I'm thankful I have my 
team to go through this with. 
- I live next to a Muslim mosque, where the 5am prayer over the loudspeaker 
never fails to wake me up. Every morning.
- One thing that has really been brought to my attention is that evil spirits, 
witchcraft, demons, and dark spiritual stuff is real. The other day, our 
neighbors sacrificed 2 goats and 3 roosters to their Hindu gods. (wasn't 
something you wanted to hear.) This stuff is more so prevalent here than in the 
states, but that doesn't mean this type of darkness doesn't happen in the 
states. 
- I am joyful in all things because Jesus has given me a joy that no one can 
take from me. Times get tough and things aren't always grand and glorious, but I 
know in whom I believe, and He is with me.

1 Corinthians 1:8-9 (The Message)
God himself is right alongside you to keep you steady and on track until things 
are wrapped up by Jesus. God, who got you started in this spiritual adventure, 
shares with us the life of his Son and our Master Jesus. He will never give up 
on you. Never forget that.
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