The bus will be leaving in less than an hour and all is set for Doc and Simon to leave Mutare for Joburg. After a very hectic but successful program, we urgently have to be at the internet cafe for a few updates, oh, a bit of cash is needed for the journey as well!!!

A little knock is heard outside the gate, young Tanyaradzwa is waiting there clad in her brown school uniform. She entered the house and was surprised to see unfamiliar faces. She greets everyone with a little smile on her face. It was evident to everyone in the house that she had been crying. Theresa introduced the kid and told everyone that it was her sister’s child. It didn’t take time for the kid to get used to Doc and after a couple of exchanged words, it dawned on everyone that Tanya had been sent away from school, reason being non-payment of fees. Doc was greatly touched by this. The fact that the bus was leaving in a few moments did not matter and could not deter him. He quickly drove into town to withdraw money from his personal account. Together, we rushed with Tanya back to Mutare Junior School. Upon arrival, I bolted into the school office with the money since time was no longer on our side. The secretary was very worried about the kid and asked me several questions. Most of them I couldn’t answer. That’s when I realized that Tanya had a heart ailment. The secretary also confided with me that Tanya was a very bright young girl but her school work was being compromised by this. She is always in and out of class and this has led to her dropping to a lower class. From grade 3B last year, she could not sit for her exams and is now in grade 4D, the last class!!! I revealed to the secretary that a well-wisher had chipped in with funds to help the kid. Everyone in the small office was so amazed. “Such people still exist after all? Umm, blessed are they”, uttered one of the ladies. She instructed Tanya to get back to her class and revealed that a lot more was still owed in levies etc. She gave me a breakdown which I forwarded to Doc.

Moments later, when the parents had heard about what had happened, they called me. Overpowered by emotion, they could not hold back their tears. They narrated to me their tough situation at home since the mother lost her job and how they are struggling to make ends meet. Unfortunately, they could no longer meet their Good Samaritan who by that time was on his way back to Joburg. Nevertheless, they asked me to convey their sincere message of gratitude to him for such kindness. Talk of faith and works!!! It’s so amazing. A challenge is still on sight but hope in not lost for young Tanyaradzwa.