Yesterday we talked to a Colombian woman who has only been in NZ for a few months and has no english whatsoever! She has refugee status here after her husband was murdered and now she is here with her 4 very young children (actually she arrived pregnant). What a sad story and how frightening it must be to be in another country not being able to speak the language. Of course we have been in that situation but we had the congregation as our instant family. This poor lady told me that she only knows the refugee volunteers and that is it! Anyway hopefully we can help her a little while we are here and my family will take care of her when we leave - I am sure.
We also found a woman from Peru and another man (didn't get his nationality) who took the magazines and is happy for us to go back at a more opportune time. On Monday we talked with another Colombian man and his son - we are returning to him this week too. It seems that the NZ government are bringing in these families, helping them get set up etc - while it is obviously great for them to get out of an awful situation, it must be so difficult leaving what they know. My heart just goes out to them.
Today we have more names to contact which is great as the weather here has packed in. You can't beat Wellington on a beautiful day but when it is cold and windy I wonder how anyone can live here (no offence - Wellingtonians!)