The lighter side of life is often experienced through our many psych patients. (Don't get me wrong, i treat them with absolute respect). So, there is one man who came with a sprained ankle in January. After JT managed to help him fix his ankle (which required nothing really), he was so appreciative that he came back to say thank you and present her with a whole package of presents: a puppy, a bunch of plastic flowers, a bar of chocolate, a box of Romany Creams, some weed, a photo of himself, and a 20 page letter. He is slightly obsessed with her and comes to visit our department from time to time.
On Friday, he came to visit (but JT had gone) and offered to help Marlie who was sawing a chair in half. She gladly gave him the saw. Megan's comment: "Is jy seker jy wil a mal mens a saw gee?" He managed not to cut the table or his hand - but it needed some prompting.
So, while he is sawing he tells us (in English because nearly all psych patients speak English - go figure!) that he has made umqombothi (Xhosa beer). But he assures us that he is not going to drink it because he is not a drunkard. He says he made it to give to the poor people, because the Bible says we should give beer to the poor!
I happened to read that passage a few days ago, so i knew where to find it. Written by crazy King Lemuel, and taken out of context, but here it is:
Give beer to those who are perishing,
wine to those who are in anguish;
let them drink and forget their poverty
and remember their misery no more
(Proverbs 31:6-7)
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