Notes From A Spinning Planet—Papua New Guinea - Plot & Excerpts
says a short, white-haired man coming our F J” way with his hand extended. “Dr. Larson,” says Lydia happily, “here are our new American friends, Miss Sidney Chase and Miss Maddie Chase.” “Please, use our first names,” says my aunt as she shakes the doctor's hand. “Welcome to Saint Luke's,” he says with a British accent. “I assume you've had the tour.” Sid nods. “Yes, Lydia is a wonderful tour guide.” He smiles at Lydia. “Lydia is a wonderful soul.” “If you'll excuse me now,” she says shyly. “Of course.” We thank her, and she heads back into the clinic. As I watch her go inside, I am assaulted with guilt. What is wrong with me? Why can't I be more like her? A Christian should be willing to give and serve like she's doing. And yet I turned into a basket case just now. I'm so pathetic. Dr. Larson points to a table and chairs over in the shade. “Shall we take a short break over there?” “Sounds good,” says Sid. We go sit with him in the shade, and I must admit that being outside feels a lot better.
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