The Runaway
I am Sibono. I live in a town on a hilltop in northeastern South Africa. My mother and I attended church every Sunday. Then one day Mother told me that we were going to a church on Saturday.
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The Missing Glasses
Valerie walked slowly toward her classroom, tears streaming down her face. Her best friend walked with her as her classmates ran ahead so they wouldn’t be late for class.
Mbali's Story
Riverside Adventist School is a real mission school. It’s located in a busy part of the city of Cape Town, South Africa. The school was started about 80 years ago, and some of the original buildings are still in use.
For a Better Future
In the capital city of Madagascar many are poor—very poor. Many parents can’t afford to give their children good food or to send them to school. These children have little hope for a better life when they grow up.
Reluctant Believer
My name is Sabathine. It means that I was born on the Sabbath. I didn’t always like my name, but I do now.
The Disobedient Granddaughter
Charline hung her head as her grandfather scolded her. “You cannot go to those meetings after school,” he said. “You have chores to do; there’s no time for meetings. Do you understand?”
Dear Sabbath School Leader,
This quarter features the Southern Africa-Indian Ocean Division, which includes the countries of Angola, Botswana, Lesotho, Malawi, Mozambique, Namibia, South Africa, Swaziland, Zambia, and Zimbabwe, the island nations of Comoros, Madagascar, Mauritius, Reunion, Sao Tome and Principe, Seychelles, and several small islands.
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Thirteenth Sabbath Program
Participants and Props: Large flags of China, Japan, Mongolia, North Korea, South Korea, and Taiwan. Ask six kindergarten-age children to carry the flags across the platform; one or two primary- or junior-age children to read the narrators’ parts; and six primary children to present the specific projects.
Maria's Test of Faith
Maria listened quietly to the sermon in the little Adventist church. She wanted to catch every word. As the service ended, Maria slipped out the door and started toward home. Immediately her heart began to feel the heaviness that had become her constant companion.
A School for Edel
Edel entered his home looking like a sad puppy. “What’s wrong?” Mother asked.
Happy Little Pure Heart
Pure Heart* walked into her house clutching her stomach. Mother sighed, for she knew that Pure Heart had had another difficult day at school.