Shyness

This should be short as it is late at night and I'm tired. The kids and the towns people were relatively shy in our regards, not really daring to look at us in the eye or we in theirs. We weren't sure how to act or were expected to act. A few of the villagers were very glad to see us, so a little less shyness, but those were mostly from the Church. The children were very timid and did as told (except the little boys who wanted to play soccer). It was not noticeable to me, but even in the first day of camp, people simply flourished with forwardness and trying to play with you (mainly the kids) and grab a translator/interpreter. By the end of the week, I felt a kindred to them as to my youth group, Unashamed, that I have been attending for nearly seven years with people who went to kids club, Pioneers, with me, another three/four years. We felt, or at least, I did, felt like we had known each other for far longer than five simple little days. It felt like weeks, months, even years or friendship in some cases.