My Return To Ndotsheni (October 15th, 1946)

Today, October 15th, 1946, I have returned to my village Ndotsheni after a seemingly extensive time in Johannesburg. So when I got back home the first thing I did was pray in my church, this is the way that I focus my thoughts about what had happened or what I should do.  So after I was done praying in the church, I decided that I would go talk to the Chief and the Head Master about the problems I have notices in Ndotsheni after I have returned from Johannesburg. I went to the Chief to discuss the agricultural issues within Ndotsheni. He said that there was nothing that they could do. Then I went to the Head Master to discuss the issues within the schooling system. He said that there was nothing that he could do because of the current state that the village was in. So I returned to my house once again unsuccessful in my efforts. But before I could sit down and relax, I heard a knock at the door. When I opened the door it was a young white boy. He told me how he was from St. Mark's and he would like to come inside to see what it is like inside a native parsons house. So I told him he was welcomed inside. After he entered he was continuously complementing my home, parish, and me. Then when I called him little inkosi he started to laugh. So I started to teach him even more Zulu. But once it became twelve o'clock he said he had to go. Once he got outside and onto his horse he noticed that there was nobody in the village drinking milk. I told him that our village did not have any milk. Little did I know that he would show up later with plenty of milk for the village. I thanked him greatly for the milk, and then he rode off to his grandparents house again.

Here of some pictures of Ndotsheni