Brushing the Yard

We live in a very nice house that, consequently, has a rather large yard.  We are not responsible for brushing the yard, as our neighbors have told us repeatedly, but to this day, we are still not sure who is supposed to be in charge of those duties.  Cutting the grass here means taking a large machete and walking back and forth across the grass, cutting it as short as you can by hand.  It is labor and time-intensive, and we are always so grateful for those who take their turn helping us out.

One day, Sarah was approached by the President of our 11A class, saying that the class would be at our house the next morning around 7:00 am to brush the yard for us.  She noted it and that night informed me of what was happening; neither one of us expected anything to happen, however.  To our great surprise, the next morning around 8:15/8:30 am (in true Liberian time), over half of our students from 11A showed up to brush our yard!

They did a wonderful job, and we are so grateful for their hard work.  The day they came to work was a holiday, and therefore, there were no lessons being held that day.  Rather than take the day to bluff around, work in the market, or study, they chose to spend two hours of their time making our house look presentable.  While Sarah and I appreciated this gesture plenty, we think our neighbors appreciated it even more.  :)