Today I wake-up back in Pennsylvania. It is Thanksgiving morning and I spend a few moments sorting out all of the experiences I have had in the past few weeks, as well as the vast number of things I am grateful for.
So much has been accomplished, so much remains to be done. I want to share a story and a few final pictures with you to illustrate Woiny’s tireless creativity and her relentless process of envisioning the future.



This creative use of every possible resource and the endless envisioning of new projects are two of Woiny’s greatest gifts. Three weeks ago she showed me the new school she was planning to open in Entoto. Before I left, she had found someone to fund it and had already moved on to her latest dream of buying a nearby building to ensure a permanent home for her Play Therapy Center.
In addition, she has convinced me that when I have collected enough psychology books, I will find a way to send them over in a container similar to the one that has recently become the dining hall. The container, she has announced, will then be turned into the library. I have no idea how all this will happen, only that this new psychology library, now envisioned, will only be a matter of time and effort before it manifests.

Dorothy
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