“A Helping Hand”
Madala meets Santo, a turtle who can only get around with the help of others.
Themes Found in This Story:
- Disabled in Africa
- Reliance on God and others
Possible Bible Memory Verses:
- “Since they could not get to Jesus because of the crowd, they made an opening in the roof above Jesus and, after digging through it, lowered the mat the paralyzed man was lying on. When Jesus saw their faith, he said to the paralytic, “Son, your sins are forgiven.” ”
Mark 2:4-5 (NIV)
- Team Obstacle Course
- Paper Turtle
Madala heard a bumping noise and turned around to see Omulonga pushing a large bucket across the ground. “I say, young lady! What are you doing?” he asked.
“Oh, hi, Madala,” Omulonga said, sticking her head around the side of the bucket. She knocked her wing against the bucket a few times, and water sloshed inside. Bubbles swirled around the surface as a turtle’s head rose up out of the water. “This is my friend Santo. He’s come from the coast. Santo, this is Madala.”
Santo rose a little higher out of the water and stuck out a flipper to shake Madala’s tiny hand. “Good morning, sir,” said Santo.
“Why, hello, young man,” said Madala, who was nearly lifted off his feet by the turtle’s handshake. “So, what’s the meaning of all this, then?” he asked, rapping the side of the bucket with his walking stick.
Santo smiled and lifted his two front flippers in a shrug. “Well, I’m a loggerhead turtle. I’ve got no feet, see? I’m not so good at getting around on land.”
“You should see him in the water, though,” said Omulonga. “He’s fast as lightning!”
Santo smiled again and crossed his flippers in front of him, leaning against the front of the bucket. “I am a good swimmer,” he admitted. “Once I get out of the water, though, I’m a bit useless on land. So I’ve got my bucket, and Omulonga here is kind enough to help me along.”
“She is very kind, our girl,” Madala agreed. “So this is the only way you have to get around, hmm? I take it you must be a very patient fellow.”
“Well, it does take some time, but I’m hardly in a position to complain, as it’s always someone else doing the work,” Santo told him. “If I didn’t have friends like Omulonga, I don’t know what I would do. But God provides for me, and He always seems to send friends along to help exactly when I need them.”
“Well, you’ll find no shortage of help here,” Madala said.
“That’s right,” Omulonga said. “We were on our way to meet the others. Just wait until you meet them—they always love to help out!”