We received this description of special human experiences from a friend traveling in Ethopia:
On a recent visit to Ethopia, I had the rare opportunity of seeing the place through the eyes of a life-long friend who is working as a Clinton Fellow in local hospitals. I learned about Rick Hodes, an amazing doctor working for the American Jewish Joint Distribution Committee. Google his name and you will learn about his selfless, deep dedication to helping those in need and his gift to the African people. Rick was in the United States during my visit, but I was able to meet his wonderful kids — he has adopted a number of them from the local community. It was an experience that will remain etched into my mind.
While in Addis Ababa, my friend and I visited two churches – one with Haile Salasie’s tomb. As we were walking away, we passed an old man coming out of a small hut. At the doorway sat three women. It is customary to call out, “How did you sleep” (aka, how are you). When my friend said this to the old man, an Ethiopian friend of his, who was serving as translator for us, he reminded him to use the formal rather than the familiar grammar. So, my friend repeated the greeting “properly,” taking into consideration respect for the man’s age.
With the benefit of a translator, we lingered to talk. The old man looked very wise — much in harmony with the place where he stood. For some reason, I felt moved to shake his hand. I reached out in the way used for people of respect, right hand out with the left hand resting on my right forearm. The old man just stood there in silence. I thought, “oh goodness, what taboo have a broken?” But then he approached me. He took my hand in both of his and smiled broadly. It was then that I learned this was the first time he had touched a white woman’s hand. He did so, one of the women translated, because he said he could see that I had an open heart.
I get chills just thinking about it. I was so honored and so happy that my intention was taken in the manner it was given. I will remember this moment forever, particularly when I doubt myself.